There was an unnoticeable glint in the doctor's eyes.

"Doctor, I would like to entrust you with a map for me. Ashrufat suggested.

"Maps, there's a ...... in the store over there," one soldier reminded.

"Like this. Ashrufat took out the counterfeit map made by the profiteer and displayed it on the wine table. "This map makes me miserable, it's just a trick!"

Dr. Oliveira squinted at the map for a moment, "Errors!" he concluded. "Here, here, here...... This is all completely wrong...... There's a river leaking here, there's a little swamp here......" he casually pointed out a few mistakes to Ashrufat.

"I would like to have a detailed map. Ashruphat looked at Dr. Oliveira. "About Sylvania. ”

"The ......" Dr. put down his glass, pulled out a pipe, and lit it. "Drawing a map is not that simple. He exhaled a large puff of smoke. "But those stores are really wrong...... No wonder you have this thought."

"Well, a detailed map. Ashrufat said. "Of course, I won't let you do it for nothing. ”

Dr. Oliveira stretched out five fingers and shook them a few times in front of Ashrufat.

"That's the number!" he took a long drag on his cigarette. "And I want half of the deposit. ”

Without hesitation for a second, Ashrufat took out five gold coins directly from his wallet. As he placed the gold coins on the table, the soldiers' eyes straightened. Three gold coins are equal to half a soldier's salary.

"Half of what you said. Ashrufat said calmly. "I trust your self-esteem, you will never give me a perfunctory work. Twenty days, is that okay?"

"I've got a half-finished piece in my hand!" Oliveira didn't reach for the gold coin. "I'll finish painting it as fast as I can, and I must leave a copy before giving it to you. So in terms of time, twenty days I can't guarantee it...... Because I'm also compiling my archaeological findings into a book. ”

"Come on, old man. A guest who had been watching spoke up. "Your research results are not worth half a copper, but this map is worth a lot of money!"

"No problem. Ashrufat ignored the guest and stared at Dr. Oliveira in front of him. He knew exactly what the map was about. Let's not talk about the search for Baron Pinold, if he wants to cooperate with Baron Pinold against Bayrell one day, this map can solve a lot of problems. "Then it's just a month. ”

"Deal!" the doctor gripped the five gold coins in his palm.

On the other side, Neil was already playing the second song. This time he seems to have learned the lesson he had just learned and stopped performing love songs and began to play a ballad.

Time flies by in the tavern. Neil played and sang six tunes, leaving with a small amount of change. Oliveira happily drank a number of glasses before getting up and leaving. The number of guests in the tavern slowly decreased, but Ashrufat and the soldiers never left. It was probably a rare opportunity for free fruit wine, and after the previous reckless inquiry, Ashrufat never mentioned anything more about Baron Pinod, but did not say a word about the recent trivialities in the city.

"By the way, what do you think of the Count?" said Ashrufat when the tavern was half empty, and the second pot of fruit wine was half drunk, and all the soldiers were drunk, and one of the poor ones had even reached the table.

"One...... It's just a bastard...... "The one who spoke had no tongue at all. "One...... Downright ...... Bastard...... Let that ...... Bloodsucker...... Come and be a lord...... also more than him...... Fit ......"

Ashrufat looked around. As mentioned earlier, the tables in the tavern were half empty at this time, and the remaining drinkers were either lying on the table and snoring constantly, or they were already dazed, just bragging about their own people. At the counter, the boss and the hostess were also busy settling accounts. No one paid attention to what Ashrufat and the soldiers were discussing.

"The vampire...... How many centaurs?" Ashrufat asked softly. "He once surrounded the city?"

"It's true...... We...... At that time, he was in the city...... "Under the influence of alcohol, these soldiers have completely lost their normal judgment, so they answered without hesitation." "How many ...... does he have? Centaur...... This one...... I don't know...... In short, under the city...... There are a lot of glowing greens...... Light...... of the Skeleton Soldiers...... Fortunately...... They didn't have siege equipment...... That bastard count...... Frightened, he cowered in his room and ...... Trembling ......"

"Scared and trembling, does it mean that Count Kasekh became an earl after he killed the vampire queen at Callean's own hands?"

"God knows...... He's just scared of that vampire anyway...... And it's a bit exaggerated...... Don't believe it, I saw it with my own eyes...... Ha Lu Ha ......"

Whatever happens, it doesn't seem that simple.

Ashrufat pondered. With another glass of fruit wine in their stomachs, the remaining soldiers finally couldn't hold it anymore and fell on the table. Even if he wanted to inquire about something more, he couldn't continue now.

He stood up and tried to leave, but as he reached the door of the tavern, he heard a terrible bell, followed by another sound. In an instant, it seemed that the whole city was awakened. Countless panicked voices boiled at once, turning the city that had been peaceful just now into a cage of crying and fear.

"The vampire is coming!" Ashruphat heard someone scream.

Ashrufat took three steps and made two steps, and ran towards the position of the staircase of the wall. He followed behind a group of panicked soldiers, and in the chaos he was not discovered, and went straight to the city wall.

Although the city's defenses were not well built, and the soldiers were owed half a year's salary, the defenders were still moving very quickly and well prepared. On the ramparts, at least in Ashrufat's field of vision, several teams of crossbowers and musketeers were already in place. And the newly arrived soldiers kept coming to their respective posts to strengthen the defense.

The Count was considered a bastard, but it seemed that the army was well managed. According to Ashrufat's visual measurements, the number of soldiers in the city should be between 1,000 and 2,000, well trained. According to Ashrufat's understanding, if Baron Pinod tried to attack the city, then with sufficient siege equipment, it would theoretically require at least five thousand troops and two days.

However, Ashrufat's dark vision told him that there was no siege machinery outside the walls. It is important to know that the large machinery used in the siege of the city cannot be hidden, in other words, Baron Pinold has no intention of attacking the city.

"It's coming!" someone shouted nervously.

Beneath the city walls, in the sight of the people, a skeleton glowing green appeared in the bushes in the distance. And then there's the next ...... One by one, they appeared under the city. These skeletons did not come into range of the bow and arrow, and therefore did not have the reckless shooting of the archers. Not far from Ashrufat's location, a cannon had been loaded and ready to fire. The cannon was very new, and it looked like it had been newly cast, perhaps it had only been installed on the walls of the city for the past two days.

A man dressed as an officer stood beside the cannon and was commanding the defenders in a loud voice.

"Don't fire the cannon yet...... Prepare the archers!Tell the militia to bring up the arrows and prepare!" Suddenly, he spotted Ashrufat, an uninvited guest.

"Where are you?" the officer asked loudly.

"Oh, I'm ......," replied Ashrufat, "I want to help deal with the vampires......"

"Hurry up and get out of here!" the officer said forcefully. "You civilians are only going to do bad things here!" he waved his hand, and one of the soldiers immediately violently drove Ashrufat backwards off the wall.

"Master, did you feel it just now?" asked Carrie in a whisper in her head.

"Feel what?"

"There...... Those undead legions...... There is no smell of black magic...... And their number is too small......"

In the eyes of humans, it is impossible to judge the number of enemies in the dark. But Ashrufat's dark vision told him the truth, there were about one or two hundred of the glowing skeleton soldiers just now, and they walked out of the bushes in a loose formation.

"Dark magic......," replied Ashrufat. "Maybe it's because of the distance that we don't feel the black magic. However, they don't have siege equipment, so this time I'm afraid it's only a harassment, not a real army. It's just a deterrent to intimidation. ”

"Tomorrow we'll go out of town to check it out. Carrie said. "If we can find the breath of black magic, maybe we can follow the breath to find Baron Pinold's hiding place. ”

"It's a good idea. Ashrufat replied.

The night was spent in this tense atmosphere. However, until the last day, the cannon at the head of the city still did not fire a single shot. This shows that the undead army has never launched an offensive at all. It did look like Ashrufat's previous judgment, just an ordinary harassment and demonstration.

At daybreak, the alert was lifted. As with all similar scenes that had happened before, as soon as the day dawned, the undead army disappeared without a trace. Several scouts on horseback wandered around and returned to announce that the undead legion was gone. So the gates were reopened, and the whole city returned to normal order.

Ashrufat walked out of the city on foot as soon as the gates were opened. Came to the location of last night's undead legion activity. He had only glanced at it in a hurry, but the glowing skeletons had indeed appeared in the bushes in this direction.

But there is no dark magic at all here...... While this is a bit unlikely, dark magic creations, such as Nightmare Ponies, will leave a dark aura behind their activities (of course, individual Nightmare Ponies have a very weak aura). Yesterday's activity of hundreds of skeleton soldiers did not leave any breath, and even Carrie was completely unaware of it.

"Carrie, remember what the soldiers said yesterday? The magicians have tried it. The result was nothing. It seems that Baron Pinod has found some way to completely conceal the dark arts. ”