It was wetter than the Isle of Skye, and there was a slight chill, and although Char's appearance was not as striking as Alicia's, he still put on a cloak to hide most of his appearance in order to avoid trouble.

As they walked through the forest, they came across a small, abandoned village with low-rise brick houses of about two meters, and a bluestone-paved path soaked with moisture.

Not far away, a slender waterfall cascaded down and washed out a small lake.

The village looked like it hadn't been inhabited for a long time, with many broken tiles falling to the ground and covered with moss, at least from the Middle Ages.

Passing through the abandoned village, they didn't find such a gathering village again.

Except in some places where water is scarce, many rural houses are scattered, and most of them are built next to their own farmland or pastures, without neat and rowed houses like in small towns.

But looking at the surrounding houses, the population of this valley should be about 500 to 1,000, and the streets are dirt roads, muddy after rain.

Suddenly, Char seemed to notice something, and raised his head slightly to look at the roof of a certain house.

On the ridge of the roof, a young man wearing special clothes and a hood was secretly observing them, and when Char turned his gaze, he hurriedly hid behind the house.

"There's someone watching us over there." Sebas stared at the roof not far away and said, "Do you need me to deal with it?" ”

Char shook her head calmly, "It's okay. ”

"Is it someone you know?" Sebas seemed to understand something.

"I don't know, but it should be related to a friend I haven't seen in a long time." Char said.

Dressed in a thorn and wearing a hood, there was only one person in this world who used to wear this kind of attire, and that was Black Lang.

But obviously, this piercing customer service should not be Heilang, otherwise he wouldn't have recognized Char.

The brotherhood that Helang had come to Europe to establish should have borne fruit.

Although this assassin's movements are still a little rusty, for ordinary people, he is definitely a master.

Helang established this organization in order to find his sister and the existence of the mysterious organization that had caused the Marquis of Oss to be parasitized by nightmares.

And this mysterious organization seems to be looking for some kind of special treasure as well.

So, maybe that's why these fraternity people are here.

Sebas nodded, and since he knew someone, he didn't say anything more.

They made it straight to the tavern, an intelligence center that almost every place would find.

The taverns here fit the stereotype of many taverns.

Everywhere there were some rough men with strong hair who were drunk, very loud and noisy, and some of them were even buttoning their feet, and the strong stench was mixed with the smell of alcohol.

Surprisingly, however, the waiters here were all teenagers, the youngest of whom looked no older than Arthur.

It seems that there has been no afterlife here for a long time, so when Char and Sebas came in, all eyes were focused on the two of them.

In the corner not far away, there were several people wearing thorn hats, also looking at this place from the corner of their eye.

Char ignored these glances and walked straight to the bar.

The owner behind the bar was a Celtic woman with her red hair tied haphazardly.

She looked about thirty years old, fair skin like all Celts, and her facial features were also very three-dimensional, the only fly in the ointment was that there was a very hideous scar from her chin to the corner of her eye, like a bug, which was very unsightly.

"Welcome."

The proprietress looked at Char and Sebas, and she quipped, "I really don't know what kind of wind is blowing lately, I haven't seen a single person in Sleeping Valley for several years before, but recently I have come so much at once." ”

Char smiled, found a random place to sit down, and took the conversation, "And maybe, it's all about one thing." ”

The proprietress stared at Char, her eyes gradually sharpening.

"You're so interested in the Headless Horseman?"

"Headless Horseman?" Char's eyes showed a little interest, "Do you have a headless horseman?" ”

The proprietress reacted and said in annoyance, "Are you playing tricks on me?" ”

Char shrugged, "Just a wonderful misunderstanding. ”

He took a map out of his body and handed it to the proprietress.

"I'd like to ask about this place."

Merlin's fate gives him clairvoyance to see only everything in the timeline of the "present", and not the past and the future.

However, in this work, Merlin can be similar to Laplace according to his clairvoyance, and can deduce the future from everything he knows, and make certain predictions.

So Char can also do it to a certain extent, and as a weaver of fate, he should also do it.

But it's definitely a bit more laborious than asking directly.

As he spoke, Char took out a gold coin from his bosom and put it on the table, although the currencies were not the same, the gold was real.

The proprietress 's eyes lit up, she picked up the gold coin and looked at it, took a bite and tried to see if it was true or not, and then said in amazement, "It's much more generous than that group of people." ”

She accepted the coin, then looked at the map carefully, frowning slightly.

"It's . Forbidden Forest? ”

She looked at Char and said suspiciously.

"You're not here for the Headless Horseman?"

Char's eyes flickered.

This treasure should be inseparable from this knight.

"Can you tell me about it? The legend about this headless horseman. Char asked.

Catherine came back to her senses, shrugged her shoulders and said, "It's not a secret, the entire Sleepy Valley knows it.

Legend has it that he was a brave knight under the Britannica, who was killed on the battlefield and had his head cut off by the enemy.

So the Duke of Britain buried him in the Valley of Sleep.

On dark and windy nights, he would haunt the haunt on a horse that was also a ghost, looking for his lost head;

Whenever he saw someone who looked similar to him before his death, he would cut off his head and bring it back.

Speaking of which, the end of April and the beginning of May are also the most frequented period for the legendary Headless Horseman. ”

"Have any of you here really seen the Headless Horseman?" Char asked with interest.

Catherine shook her head, "Probably the old man has seen it, and at this time of year, we draw down the curtains and close the door and wear gold ornaments at night.

Because the Headless Horseman is afraid of the glow of gold, this is his only weakness.

While gold does no damage to the Headless Horseman, it can save the souls of the inhabitants of Sleepy Hollow from being taken away.

This is a custom that has been handed down from a long time ago. ”

"Then there must be people who don't follow the customs, right?" Char asked.

Catherine nodded, "Yes, there are indeed people who have died in the suburbs during this time, but most of them died by accident, not beheaded. ”

Char nodded, he looked at the proprietress and smiled, "I don't know your name yet?" ”

"Catherine." The hostess said, "The owner here. ”

After a pause, Catherine said, "Would you like some wine, I can provide it for free." ”

"Nope." Char smiled, "Actually, I used to run a tavern. ”

"Are you planning to open one here too?" Catherine said half-jokingly.

"Not really." Char said, "If I want to open it, I will open it in the city." ”

"Indeed." Catherine nodded, "A big boss like you who can take out a piece of gold at will can't look down on a small place like us." ”

"I'm a little curious." Char looked around, "Why are you all teenagers here, are they all your children?" ”

"Sort of." Catherine nodded, "It's all a group of children who have no father, no mother, and nowhere to go, I give them a bite to eat, and they call me mother." ”

She seemed to be trying to say something, but at the same time, there was a slight commotion in a corner of the tavern.

The two men fought, overturning all the tables and chairs along the way, and the bottles fell to the ground, accompanied by the cheers and cheers of the drunks around them.

"Marlene is mine, you don't deserve her at all!"

"If I don't deserve her, do you deserve it? You delusional sewer rat! ”

Catherine shouted angrily, "Stop! If you want to make trouble, get out of here! ”

But they didn't react.

She shouted, "Haron, throw them out for me!" ”

Soon, the curtain on the side of the bar was lifted, and a strong man of about 1.9 meters walked out, pulled the two of them apart with an absolute force, grabbed a person's collar with one hand and threw them out of the tavern.

"Count the losses and send the bills to their homes later!" Catherine said angrily.

In this era, the people who can open taverns are generally local snakes, after all, they still need to deal with those very restless drunks and hooligans.

"I still prefer the tavern you owned." Sebas whispered to Char.

Char's eyelids narrowed slightly, but he didn't answer, but looked at Catherine, "Do you often have fights here?" ”

"Just those two idiots." Catherine said disdainfully, "Woolf and Baker were played by a woman. ”

"Is it called Marlene?" Char asked, had the two men called out the name when they were arguing just now.

"A bitch from a foreign country." Catherine said disdainfully, "I heard that I fled to the Sleeping Valley because I cheated other people's property outside, and I like to pretend to be weak and seduce men." ”

Sounds like green tea.

"Marlene and Woolf are getting married in the afternoon." Catherine continued, "But Baker was a little reluctant. ”

She sighed and sneered, "Who made him less rich than Woolf?" ”

"That's always the case."

Char smiled, and instead of continuing to listen to this village gossip, he said.

"Thank you very much for the information, Ms. Catherine.

I hope I can make you happy with my remuneration. ”

"Satisfied, satisfied." Catherine nodded and smiled, "Your piece of gold has topped my turnover for several months." ”

Char's eyelids narrowed slightly, and she slowly got up from her seat and praised Catherine.

"You're kind and beautiful."

Catherine frowned slightly, there was that hideous scar on her face, which could not be said to be pretty.

If someone else had said something like that to her, she would have thought it was a mockery.

However, there was no teasing or deliberate compliment in the words of the person in front of him, on the contrary, it was very sincere, and people couldn't feel any disgust.

Catherine's brow furrowed, and she replied.

"Thank you."

Nodding to Catherine, Char and Sebas pushed the door open and left.

Catherine watched their departing backs and muttered, "This is much more polite than the last ones." ”

"What are you here for?" The strong man named Haron walked over and asked.

"I don't know." Catherine shook her head, "Looks like I'm looking for the Headless Horseman too." ”

Haron frowned, "Isn't that a legend from many years ago, is there really such a thing?" ”

"I've heard that the Headless Horseman has been seen in a nearby village, and some have been beheaded." Catherine said, waving the gold coin in her hand.

Haron nodded solemnly, "It's been getting more and more uneven recently, I heard that the West Francis have gone crazy recently, not only fighting with the Britannians, but also hitting the British Isles."

I don't know if it will spread to our side.

Now there are so many outsiders here. ”

Catherine took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled.

"What do you want to do, we're far away from West Farland."

As she spoke, she prepared to lock the gold coin in a cabinet on one side.

But the next moment, under Catherine's gaze.

The gold on the gold coin was slowly fading, and after a while, the originally golden gold coin turned into an ordinary stone.

"What's going on?" Haron had apparently seen this too.

"I don't know." Catherine was also a little flustered, "I'm clear"

After a pause, she seemed to realize something, her face was visibly red, and she gritted her teeth.

"That person must have used some trick to trick me, these damn strangers!"

Catherine looked at Haron and said sharply, "Haron, chase me, they won't be able to run far!" ”

But Haron was indifferent, his eyes wide open, and he looked at Catherine's face incredulously, as if he had seen something strange.

"Catherine you. Your face. ”

Catherine frowned slightly, Haron's expression clearly tingling her.

The corners of her mouth drooped, and she said unhappily, "What's wrong with my face?"

It's all like this, no matter how ugly it is, how ugly can it be?

You said you don't dislike me! ”

"It's not." Haron's tongue twirled a little, and he said in horror, "The scar on your face is gone!" ”

"What?" Catherine didn't seem to hear for a moment.

"I say, the scar on your face is gone!" Haron shouted again.

His voice seemed to attract a few people to his side.

They also shifted their gaze to Catherine, and then their eyes lit up, and they said in amazement.

"It's true, boss, your scar is gone."

"Boss, what medicine did you take?

Scars that have been around for decades can be healed. ”

"Speaking of which, the proprietress is so beautiful."

Listening to the conversation of the people around her, Catherine gradually believed Haron's words.

Her breathing was a little rapid, and she reached out to touch her face with a trembling hand, and the raised, hideous, bug-like scar was no longer palpable.

Instead, the skin is incredibly smooth.

She looked at Haron and said with tears in her eyes, "What about the mirror?" ”

"Didn't you smash it all?" Haron said helplessly.

Because of the scar on her face, Catherine hates the mirror the most.

He sometimes doesn't shave well.

Catherine hurriedly picked up a basin from under the counter and filled it with water, which gradually stabilized as the waves of the water gradually stabilized.

Soon, she saw the beautiful face in the basin, with smooth skin and no blemishes

Tears rolled in her eyes, and she covered her mouth with some excitement to keep herself from crying.

Suddenly, her mind flashed through what the stranger had just said.

"I hope my remuneration will satisfy you."

She seemed to realize something, pushed open the door to the bar, and ran briskly out of the tavern, running down the village road to look around.

But at this moment, Char and Sebas have gone far away, and they can't be seen at all

(End of chapter)