The drunken guest staggered out of the tavern drunk, and before he had gone far he slipped into the alley and propped himself up against the wall to vomit, rubbed his sleeve casually, giving off the disgusting smell of alcohol, and walked crookedly down the street, crashing into a squad of soldiers preparing to leave the city.

"Damn drunks......"

The soldier pushed the drunkard away in disgust and continued to follow the hundred-man party out of Breeze City.

Outside the city, they changed into war horses and galloped eastward.

Running from early morning to early afternoon, from early afternoon to evening, in the brilliant sunset, the soldiers came to a vast wheat field.

Slanting smoke was scattered all over the farmland.

But as the knights went deep into the wheat field along the ridge, rats squeaked like low tides and rushed out of the wheat field, climbed on the horses, and tore at the flesh.

The horses galloped wildly, screaming and throwing off the knights, falling off the ridges, and the soldiers who were caught off guard were covered in rats and turned into surging hairballs.

"Rat Tide! Rat Tide! It's a trap! All soldiers leave! Someone has to get the news out! ”

The soldiers' commander made a mistake, and when the soldiers lost their fighting spirit, the battle began to wither and decay - the silhouettes of the few horses riding in full armor were shot down by the luminescent green evil energy shot out of the wheat field as they fled.

The slanting smoke was still scattered all over the farmland, rising towards the sky and merging into the twilight clouds.

Blood-stained, mutilated corpses and short limbs littered the blood-colored wheat field.

The rat tide fades, revealing a rat man wearing goat's horns. It scooped up a piece of plate armor strewn with tooth marks, and a blood-stained letter fell from the mezzanine of the plate.

It whispered something to the other nezumi and flicked its bald tail away.

The sun disappeared into the depths of the sea of trees, and the moonlight sprinkled on this devastated battlefield.

Dumb –

Like a vulture, a raven landed on a branch.

Soon after, a group fell silent and entered the blood-colored wheat field with the silhouette of a raven's mask.

The silhouettes searched everywhere, loaded the bodies onto carts, and burned, burning in the dark with a pungent smoke and flickering light.

The Raven Mask figures leave after burning the corpses. Smoke rose from the dim light of the fire, and the smoke coalesced into an evil silhouette with ram's horns.

The envelope, buried in the ground, with blood-stained edges and burned corners, floated in front of it.

"The Smell of Conspiracy ......"

Contour inhaled deeply, "Let me see what I can get out of it...... Well...... And that's it......"

A sulphur-smelling breeze lifted the envelope and landed on the branches.

The crow in the treetops woke up, reflected in the moonlight and the letterhead, lowered its head and picked up the corner of the envelope, and spread its wings and flew into the distance.

As the darkness of the night faded, the pale golden light of the morning sun broke through the clouds and illuminated the caravans that had emerged from the valley of viscous mist.

Many sparrows and crows landed on the wagon. The raven in the wagon let go of the broken letter and was driven away again.

Soon after, the caravan resumed its journey. They passed through a small town in the morning, but did not stop, but came to a black stone castle not far from the town.

……

Ever since the attack on the convoy carrying the family's vast wealth and guards, the Reeves family has been plunged into a dark cloud.

Every day, the handmaidens fled with their belongings, and the neglect of the two mistresses made the situation even worse, and now there were only a few loyal servants left in the castle.

The Osulon collar still maintains normal order, and the Reeves family strictly enforces the 37 agricultural tax agreed by their ancestors,—— and the farmers can keep 30% of the grain produced by their hard work.

You must know that in other aristocratic realms, the agricultural tax that farmers need to pay is ninety-one, or even all of them belong to the nobles. They worked only for the nobility in exchange for survival.

So when the farmers heard that the young master Reeves, who liked to run wild on horseback on the wheat ridge, had an accident, and even carried grain to Blackstone Castle, lest the Reeves family would not be able to hold on, and let this place be occupied by other nobles-

"Miss Rela, here's a letter to Miss Ittilia."

After the defection of the previous housekeeper and the taking away a lot of possessions, the orphan who had been adopted since childhood was promoted to the new housekeeper. She brings the letter that arrives with the van to the second lady of the Reeves family, Leila Reeves.

“…… Where did this letter come from? A young girl dressed in a black lace gauze skirt with long black hair and a mature shawl, but with features and figure like a maiden, looked at the letter with disgust, "Death and rancidity, and some conspiracy. It smells disgusting. ”

"Ongonda's wagon." The same young butler said, hesitantly asking, "Do you want me to dispose of it?" ”

"Forget it, give it to me."

Leila twisted the corner of the envelope, and her invisible hand tore open the envelope and unfolded the letterhead.

[Dear...... Sisters,

I'm fine, okay for the time being. Some kind people who were willing to help me kept me from starving to death and freezing to death on the streets. I'm in Breezy right now, and unfortunately the killer found me...... In order for this letter to reach the Ausulond Collar without any problems, I cannot name the man. 】

[I became a warlock, and I have some friends around me who are willing to help me, but it's not enough. I need some help...... But if you don't have time to take care of yourself...... It stands to reason that you should be under more pressure than I am at this time. 】

[Don't take revenge, the enemy's strength is far more terrible than you think. Don't come to me either, the Ausulon Leader is safe. 】

"Miss Rela...... Miss Rela? ”

Rela came back to her senses when she cried out, and the butler asked puzzledly, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"I ...... Where's the eldest sister! ”

"I should still be in the study at this time."

"I'm going to him...... Let Weng Gangda not go first! ”

With the envelope in her hand, Rela walked briskly and cheerfully through the cloister, through the auditorium, to the tower.

Bang –

The young woman sitting at the desk, dealing with territorial affairs, said helplessly: "Rela, I have said many times that you must knock softly at all times. ”

The young woman also wears a long black dress, and her lack of blood-colored cheeks and haggard, serene eyes make one think of intellectuality.

"Sister, black clothes don't match you at all."

"What are you talking about?"

The letter ...... From Breeze. ”

Leila couldn't wait to hand over the letter, and then said excitedly to her sister who was reading the letter, "Did you see it, big sister?" My brother is still alive and has become a warlock! ”

"We can't confirm ...... yet"

The young woman pressed her emotions. She took out her snuffbox from the dark compartment behind the oil painting on the wall and threw in a purple crystal:

"Zu Ling, is this letter genuine?"

Purple smoke lingered and rose, and as they watched nervously, a rough cough came from the snuffbox: "There is no lie, what the letter says is true......

The pale hand was thrown into another red crystal, and the fragile voice trembled softly:

"I wonder if our brother is still alive......"

Crimson smoke rose along with the answer: "He's far away from you...... But of course alive. ”

The young woman's strength finally melted, her eyes were red, and she fell back into her chair to cover her mouth and weep:

"My brother ......"