Cold, gloomy, and silent. On the ruins, which were burned by the flames, there were mountains of broken flesh and dry bones, and they were everywhere. The charcoal, corpses, and blood that remained after the flames had burned out were hidden under the pale snow, but they could still be seen—as if deliberately.

The crumbling fences, the ruins of wooden houses and straw houses have become black ruins burning in the snow, the pitch-black carbon color is hidden under the snow, and the whole camp seems to be a relic of antiquity, and the whining wind seems to be mixed with the whining of the spirit's grievances, and all this is locked in this ruin.

Covered in thick snow, the road between the ruins of large and small houses, stretched from the fence gate all the way forward, and the dead bodies that had frozen and stiffened fell to the side of the road. There were so many corpses at the gate that it almost blocked the entire door. And the further inside, the fewer corpses lay aside. The blood oozing from the corpse stained the snowflakes on the ground bright red, and a rugged "blood path" stretched to the middle of the camp.

The big house, which seemed to be the core of the camp, or rather, was just a pile of burned-out ruins, long gone, except for a few lonely wooden stakes and charcoal-burned ground, and a house full of strangely shaped corpses, telling a story to the comer, a ...... Tales of despair.

They had fought, but they were outnumbered, and they had to retreat to the innermost house of the camp - but it was not a safe fortress, and retreating here meant that there was no way out. Finally, after killing all the men who resisted, the enemy finally rushed into this last place of resistance, tortured and killed the women, children, old and weak hiding here, and finally burned the entire camp and left!

This is the story that Aaron and Ulstein saw when they came here. Even these soldiers and knights, who were accustomed to such a brutal slaughter, still had solemn expressions and couldn't help but tighten their heartstrings. Move closer to your partner. Jorah, the chief knight of Mistema, who was responsible for protecting the duke's safety, also clenched the hilt of his sword at his waist.

The female elf of Igo Bezaro, who insisted on coming with her, was already bloodless at this time, her delicate body trembled, and her right hand was tightly grasped by Urstein's right wrist, and she refused to let go, so that the tribune had to stand still and not leave—perhaps, only when the man she trusted the most could she gain a little security?

It's not that Igo is too weak - the huntress who participated in the battle to guard the Silent Forest can't be said to be unbrave. But such a terrifying Shura field is the first time for a girl to experience it. Such a cruel scene is more hellish than underneath. Layers of corpses, fragile ones that seemed to be easily killed, and people lying in the snow were frozen by the ice and snow, and they still maintained the appearance of the last breath of life. Struggle, pleading, unwilling, crying, fighting to the death...... It was as if the scene of the massacre had come alive in front of her again!

This is what the Aslum tribe is now - no matter how warm and peaceful it once was, full of song and laughter. Now, it's all just a ruin of burning.

I was not frightened into the six gods, talking nonsense, and throwing off my armor. Miss Noldor Elf Igo is already very persevering - even a veteran who has been in the army for many years does not dare to say that she is really not afraid at all. It's just that I can restrain my inner fear and don't show it.

Aaron, with a calm face, walked alone into the chieftain's house, which had been burned to ruins. Piles of dead bodies were piled up against the walls of the house. Even the thick black fur still made him a little cold. Walk to the back of the house and forcefully remove the burned wooden door. A slightly cramped room appeared before him. A pile of burnt straw with a few charcoal-like things on top of it—what appeared to be air-dried cured meat, Aaron guessed.

Inside the room lay the corpse of a young girl, with a pierced scar in the upper center of her chest. There was a trail of blood on her clothes - even if her body was not completely stiff, there was absolutely no chance of surviving such an injury.

As if he had discovered something, Aaron got down on one knee. Slowly drawing a short spear from the girl's hand—she clenched it tightly, her arms slightly bent, as if ready to fight the enemy, but it was too late.

Aaron looked at the spear in his hand—he had seen it exactly the same in Gado, and when he looked back, the girl's long, fiery red curly hair, though it had faded, still made one imagine the color it once was.

Anton Jia...... It seems that it is. For the first time, Aaron, who had always been simple and had no city, became sad. There is no anger and hatred in my heart, and my eyes are a little complicated. He stood up, looked at the short spear in his hand, and slowly turned his gaze to the girl on the ground, Duke Mistema bowing slightly.

"We will fight for you, dear lady!" Aaron, as if swearing, slowly walked out of the room. There are also two knights of the Brenus family guarding outside.

"It's ...... Sleeping a noble lady. Aaron handed the short spear to the knight's hand, and his face was a little unbearable: "Bury her with this." ”

............ "Lord Duke Brenus. Ustan who saw Aaron come out stepped forward and asked, and the tribune, whose right hand was grabbed by Igo, leaned out half of his body: "Did you find anything?"

"Nothing...... A tribal camp that had been completely burned down, and nothing else. It looks like it was attacked five or six days ago. Aaron's face was a little unpleasant: "It just so happened that it was the day we set off." ”

"We didn't even encounter a single Misty Mountain bandit on the way here, proving that they didn't go south, they didn't stay in the vicinity, maybe west, or north. Aaron guessed, "The rest will have to wait until the Rangers come back - I'll let them look and see, hoping to find something." ”

"If nothing else is discovered, we may be going to spend the night here tonight. Aaron looked at it and found that everyone's faces were not very good-looking, obviously extremely reluctant, and waved his hand helplessly: "At least you don't have to camp in the forest - this is the Arctic Ice Field, the forest is full of wolves and black bears, and there is no chance to react in the event of an attack! It's better to sleep with a dead person than to become a dead person, right?"

Captain Ulstan and Chorah, who didn't ask any more questions, hurriedly arranged for the knights and soldiers to clean up the ruins - even if they slept in tents, they didn't dare to spend the night in such a "haunted house".

"Yah——————!!!!!"

Yi Ge, who had just let go of Ulstan's wrist, didn't take two steps when he suddenly screamed with a pale face, and the whole person collapsed to the ground, his chest rising and falling rapidly. Aaron and Ustan who had heard the news looked at Igo's trembling raised right hand, and their eyes couldn't help but widen!

Under the dilapidated eaves, a string of white skulls hung from a black rope, and the strange and tattered appearance was obviously forcibly torn off, probably because it was covered by snow and was not found when I came over just now. When the cold wind blows, the whining sound comes out of the cracks in the skull, seeping into people's hearts!

And underneath this string of "skull wind chimes", on the charcoal-black ground, a strange pattern painted with "red paint" can't help but be eye-catching—a monster resembling a humanoid and wolf's head is roaring with fangs and claws. The most bizarre thing is that behind this "werewolf", a pair of narrow meat wings have been added, and the "eyes" that have been deliberately highlighted seem to be staring at everyone coldly.

"Wimpal ......" Aaron whispered to himself, looking at the picture of blood smeared on the ground, his hands clenched into fists involuntarily, and a kind of anger and disgust welled up in his heart.

If Aaron had the slightest sympathy for the exiled family at first, thinking that the Human Emperor Aragorn had gone too far, now he was completely disgusted—this is not something that a man can do!

"Jorah, Ustan!" Duke Aaron Brennus, whose face was condensed, turned to look at the two fellows who were also not very good-looking: "We are not camping here today, gather all the soldiers, and wait for orders at any time." When the Rangers return, we'll be ready to go. ”

"I'm going to catch them, I'm going to let these beasts who have forgotten who they are know what anger is!" Aaron's voice conveyed an angry soul, "I'm sure they're not far yet!"

"Lord Lord Mithmech, please calm down a little. Ulstein came up and said, "I can understand your anger right now, but we can't just ...... it."

"Do you think my mind is not very clear anymore?" Aaron suddenly showed a smile, but this smile seemed too penetrating: "These guys did the same thing less than half a month ago in a tribe called Kanya, what do you think their purpose is?"

"Same thing...... Did it twice?" Ustan frowned tightly and asked guessingly, "Is this in...... Demonstrations, or rather, deliberately luring people to come?"

"It's not as complicated as you think...... Don't think about the beasts with human minds, they are demonstrating, showing off their strength. Aaron sneered: "Wild wolves will leave bones and blood stains on the hunting grounds in order to tell other wolves about their abilities. That's all this guys have. ”

"A group of hillbillies huddled in the mountains, barbarians who have never seen the world, can't wait to show off their arrogance when they have a little ability, but they are still a little cunning. Aaron pursed his lips that were blown by the cold wind: "This hunt must be very interesting!"

(Thanks to Sukhoi Pasha (Islamic name is super fun, not only can be recited, but also can discount the tongue roll of the chant) children's shoes tip!) (To be continued......)