"Master, your heart is afraid. As Ashrufat walked towards the mount's position, Carrie said in her head.

"What am I afraid of?"

"You're afraid of being ostracized. Carrie replied. "However, I want to tell you that you shouldn't worry about that. Not only should you not be ashamed of it, but you should be proud of it, because you are a being far higher than them. ”

"However, it is also wise not to reveal your identity as much as possible, after all, your enemies are strong. It's better to stay that way, if possible, but you don't have to put any psychological pressure on it. ”

Carrie spoke in a serious tone, and before Ashrufat could reply, Mimilu spoke.

"Master, Mimilu heard that vampires are capable of ...... Resurrect the dead, free to control the dead?" she asked curiously.

"I have a little bit of ability to do that. Ashrufat replied. He tried to condense a cloud of dark magic energy. Magical energy is colorless and odorless, but it can still be perceived by Mimilu. Mimi's hair stood up as if it had encountered a cold wind.

"It's not a real resurrection, it's a ......," Ashrufat wanted to explain, but found that his limited knowledge of magic could not explain such a thing. "In short, by infusing the corpse with dark magic energy, the deceased can regain the power of activity. ”

"Then again, Carrie. Ashrufat asked in his mind. "You don't think it's been a long time since you've asked me to practice magic. ”

When impersonating the Greenskin, magic practice is really impossible. Because green-skinned shamans can also sense fluctuations in magical energy, it is obviously inappropriate to practice magic on the edge of the greenskinned camp or something. But after being away from the Greenskins for so long, Carrie didn't ask him for that troublesome magic practice again. You must know that before the Dao, Carrie was urging very much.

"Because I think it's more reasonable for the master to practice his skills. Carrie replied. This is based on a statistical analysis of your latest data. For example, this time against Wendini...... Magic is completely ineffective. Magic practice is necessary, but it's not bad to exercise every day. ”

By this time, they had returned to the side of the road, where the black nightmare pony was waiting for him. In addition to the Nightmare Horse, the other horse, the mount of the Great Elder's son, was also there, and did not flee far. This horse is not a good breed horse, let alone a war horse, but just a short mountain horse that is more common in the mountains. This horse is good at climbing and hardworking, but it is far inferior to a good breed horse in terms of strength and speed, and its value is not high.

"Mimilu wants to try riding a horse, is it okay?" Mimilu looked at the horse and suddenly made a request.

"Yes, just go ahead and give it a try. "Eshurufat is not worried, Mimilu is very agile, even if he jumps off a galloping high-speed horse, he will not be injured.

Mimilu suddenly jumped on the horse's back, which frightened the horse and began to run around. However, Mimilu had learned how to handle a horse, and her arms were surprisingly strong, so she could always ride on the horse's back and hold on to the reins. But that's all she can do.

"Master, how do Mimilu control the horses? ”

"Don't hold on to the reins too hard, you'll frighten the horse. Loosen the reins and calm the horse. Trained horses are very responsive to the reins. Tightening, pulling left, pulling right, and relaxing all mean different things, so take a moment to familiarize yourself with them. ”

Having said that, Mimilu still couldn't help but tighten the reins of the horse, causing the mount to neigh enthusiastically, and it couldn't stop for a while.

......

This is a dimly lit room. The whole room, from the ceiling to the floor, and the tables, chairs, and furniture in the room, everything is made of shiny metal that easily reflects light. But the light in this room was dim.

Someone opened the door to the room. Specifically, a section of the wall twists and dissolves in a spiral fashion, creating an entrance and exit that is large enough for people to pass through. A man walked into the room.

"Ylang. The man who came in said. "The Committee is interested in your proposal. ”

"They're going to be interested. The owner of the room sat in a very large metal chair that obscured her figure, with his back to the visitor. "After all, it doesn't cost anything. Do they have any opinions?"

"No, the only question is where the hell is our lovely target. ”

"I don't know what to do. The owner of the room answered bluntly. As expected, he left the greenskins and ran away on his own. I spent a moment searching but found nothing. ”

"How's the Greenskin thing?"

"It's done. Without a leader, the greenskins are a mess of sand, and it was a no-brainer to eliminate them, and I succeeded with just a little guidance...... Don't mention it. As for my proposal, I have already pointed out it in time. If he wants to hide, it is very difficult to find him, and the input and output are completely disproportionate. So it's better to be patient. We just need to leave a little attention and wait for our Ashrufat to appear again. ”

With these words, the owner of the room tapped a certain button, and the whole room lit up at once. The chair spun around, revealing Ylan's face.

"Rest assured, I have a gut feeling that we won't wait too long. ”

"Intuition?"

"A woman's intuition. Ylang replied.

......

"Master, we're almost there!" Mimilu said happily, looking at the map and turning to Ashrufat.

Of course, Mimilu has in her hands the simplest, roughest, and most readily available maps at grocery stores in villages and towns. This kind of map is only a rough indication of important terrain such as villages, roads, forests, mountains, etc., but it is enough for travelers.

"Well, Mimilu learns very quickly. Ashrufat said. On the surface, he replied casually, but in fact he was secretly surprised. Although Ashrufat had long known that the Dao Half-Beast Clan possessed a high level of intelligence, he was still amazed that Mimilu was able to learn human writing in such a short period of time.

During this time, because of boredom, he began to teach Mimilu to read. As a result, I unexpectedly found that Mimilu's learning speed was beyond imagination. In such a short period of ten days, Mimilu has the ability to do some preliminary reading. For example, she is now able to read maps and read a simple storybook. This means that either the half-beasts have a very high level of intelligence (far beyond human imagination), or Mimilu is a genius among their clan. Mimilu couldn't say anything about this at all, so Ashruphat felt that the former was more likely.

But why did a half-beast clan with such intelligence fall to the point where they are now?

If what is shown on the map is correct, then they are not far from their destination, the city of Mill. As far as the eye can see, the road surface condition has improved significantly, indicating that this section of the road is often maintained. Judging by this, they are already close to some human settlement.

Mill City is a medium-sized city south of Ryan. Originally, it was just an insignificant town on the southern frontier, but because Ryan later expanded his territory in the West Vania region, it became an important relay station for communication with West Vania, and it has developed greatly. Due to the obstruction of the Blue Moon Mountains that traverse the southern part of the human land, there is only one road to Sivania. In other words, if Ashrufat wants to go to Sivania, he has to go through Mir.

Sivania is a wilderness and remote place of exile for criminals, plague and disorder, full of bandits, thieves and all sorts of strange threats. But as a newly opened region, Sivania has a lot of specialties and resources that are rarely found elsewhere. As a result, there was an endless stream of merchants to Sivania, bringing a steady stream of wealth to the city of Mill. If nothing else, just looking at the city walls from a distance, you can clearly feel a sense of the rich man showing off—the people of the city actually carved red bricks into the city walls, and the content of the patterns is to praise war, gods and heroes.

The flow of people on the road has increased significantly, most of them are merchants in groups, driving carriages and pulling goods, but there are also many single travelers. No one cared too much about Ashrufat and Mimirudo. Even if some people express interest in Mimilu, it is just a glance or two.

"Master, that, what's that?!" Mimilu couldn't help but widen her eyes with surprise when she saw for the first time someone actually forming a complex but lifelike pattern of bricks on the city wall. This kind of pure ostentation can cost a lot of money, even in the holy city of Oren, which is not so wealthy. Of course, the size of the two cities is so different that this comparison is inappropriate.

"It's just a picture. Ashrufat replied. When he saw this rare wall, he felt a sense of familiarity in his heart. Seems like he's been here and seen this thing. However, no matter how much he searched his stomach, he only had this hazy and vague feeling, and he couldn't remember the specific content.

He must have been here before he went to Callean. But the feeling, though vague, was strong, so Ashrufat thought that he might well have experienced something extremely important here. Maybe even when he was a human, his hometown was here.

However, Ashrufat knew that it was impossible for him to go back. Kotoshin washed away his memory, he didn't remember anything. I don't even know what I look like. And for him, the loss of memory is even a good thing, because he is no longer human.

"What's the use of drawing on the wall for Lu?" Mimilu asked.

"Useful, it means that you are rich. As Ashrufat's eyes were fixed on the pattern, a familiar feeling struck him again.