The Nightmare Horse rests beneath the peak.

At this time, it was the first night, and the moontop treetops made the mountain peaks not far away seem mysterious, as if an ancient guard was staring at another uninvited guest.

It was heard that there were also necessary patrols on the peaks around the excavation site, but Ashrufat had not seen any patrols for such a long time.

He waited a little longer. There was a whistling sound in the grass ahead, and Mimilu sprang out of the grass.

"How's it going, Mimilu?" asked Ashrufat.

"That cliff is not easy to climb. Mimilu replied as she cleaned her hair of all kinds of dead bushes, burrs, and dead grass flakes. "But for Mimilu, it's still a trivial matter!"

Although Mimilu said so, looking at her physical condition, it didn't seem to be a very easy thing at all. With his dark vision, Ashruphat could see Mimilu covered in sweat. Ashrufat is well aware of Mimilu's abilities, and if Mimilu gives an evaluation of "not easy to climb", then it means that with the strength of human beings, it may be difficult to climb even with ropes. It's no wonder that the vigilance here is not strong. Even with the help of external forces, it would be too difficult to climb out of here at night.

In other words, even Ashrufat himself was able to climb over the cliffs of this mountain.

"Master, if only you had a flying mount...... Carrie said in her mind. "It's a pity that with your current strength, it's too reluctant to use magic flight. That's why I said you should practice more magic......"

"Don't talk about the past. Ashrufat interrupted Carrie's grumbling. Sometimes Carrie behaves like a person — a woman — but other times, she's approaching things with a level of absolute calm and sanity that humans can't achieve.

"Then, I had to follow the original plan and climb in from the other side of the wall. Ashrufat whispered.

They came straight from Meno all the way. Istria is honestly worse than Menor, and the only thing Ashorufat feels along the way is poverty and ignorance.

The excavation site is actually easy to find – there are direct roads and there are even signposts on the main roads. But when you get to the gate of the excavation site, you will find that it is not so hospitable. Ashrufat is one of those who "don't have any proof" and is therefore naturally denied entry by the guards.

But this was expected for a long time. When Ashrufat was rejected, he circled around the periphery of the road, trying to find a more convenient way. However, his efforts proved to be unsuccessful, and the area in front of him was already the easiest mountain to climb, but Mimilu proved that it was also difficult to climb.

Before dawn, he circled back to the gate of the excavation site.

"The wall...... It's already a city wall, far beyond the needs of the 'excavation site'. Ashrufat asked Carrie casually in his heart. The wall in the distance was really conspicuous, and only castles or megacities that were used as military fortresses would build such tall walls. What's even better is that the outside of this wall has been treated with special treatment, and it is very slippery. It's nothing for a half-beast, but for other invaders, it's not a big deal. Even if you climb the rope, you can't borrow strength on the city wall.

"Well, it's the size of a city wall, and it's too extravagant for a prisoner. It's pretty much the same against the army. Carrie agrees with Ashrufat.

Were you prepared for a military attack from the beginning? These church guys really had a vision?

"Master, find a way to get in before dawn. Carrie suggested.

With Mimilu, it's really not difficult to climb the city wall. Mimilu climbed up the wall and dropped the rope, and Ashrufat quickly climbed up. He noticed that the guards were very lax and did not patrol actively. From the time Mimilu began to climb the city wall to the coming up of Ashrufat, there was no movement in the process.

Maybe it's the result of a long period of comfort and calm. In fact, the construction of such a good fortification is not necessarily a good thing, which makes the guards lose their vigilance.

In fact, the guards were more lax than Ashrufat had anticipated. As Ashrufat descended the stairs up the wall, he encountered several sentinels who had slept dead with their halberds in their arms. He walked in front of them, and the guards didn't know it. Behind these sleeping sentinels was a group of patrolmen who were busy throwing dice and gambling under the light of torches, shouting so loudly that they did not go to patrol.

"Oh yes, what's going on?!I'm so bad luck today!

"Hehe, half a year's military salary is gone. Someone laughed.

"Didn't you have a famous saying about the last time you sold ten slave girls...... If the business is proud, the casino will be disappointed, right?" another voice teased. "Don't you have a lot of them over there, or do you want to keep them for yourself?"

Ashrufat bypassed them quite closely. The patrolmen, immersed in gambling and laughing, had no idea that strangers had easily crossed their cordon.

The main forces of the excavation site were divided into three parts. There were about five hundred garrisons stationed at the entrance, and there were about three or five hundred sporadic guards in various areas, but there were at least two thousand soldiers stationed there in the castle, and there was even a whole team of holy knights as the core force. This information is the result of what Ashrufat had heard in the city of Meno and along the roads (also marked on the map). This arrangement cannot be said to be unreasonable, but it is clearly aimed at groups or even large numbers of intruders, or the riots of internal prisoners. If someone is able to walk through the entrance alone without attracting the attention of the defenders, it means that he is completely free to move anywhere except the castle. Even if he were to be discovered, he would only be faced with a patrol of three, five, and a maximum of ten detention centers.

The facts completely confirmed this judgment. After daybreak, Ashruphat found that he had arrived at the location of the farm. Groups of prisoners in charge of farming walked in front of Ashrufat, led by two guards. The guards looked at Ashrufat and hesitated, but Ashrufat took the initiative to greet them. This composure of him and the way he dressed upset the two guards, making them mistakenly think that he was also an insider who was passing by on something. Without causing any trouble, Ashrufat swaggered past the whole group.

"Master, it seems to be very close to the place where the 'white bear' is. Carrie reminded in her mind.

The location indicated on that map is roughly here. Baron Pinold's rebels used to communicate with the White Bears here. On the ground, however, it appears to be just a small slope on the side of the road (the main road leading to the inner castle at the entrance to the excavation site). There is a small lonely house on the high slope.

This place looks a little weird, and it would be stupid to say it's an observation post, and it's completely unnecessary. If you want to use it for anything else—but what can such a lonely little house do?

And that time Cade made a point of emphasizing that the White Bear "maybe" be here, that is, it may not be here.

From the field, it is believed that the envoys sent in the past met with the white bear here. From this point of view, the white bear should be a caretaker rather than a prisoner. If you are a prisoner, you are not free to leave the place where you are working to meet the messenger.

Anyway, let's go to the hut first. And there was no one in sight at this time, so going that way would not attract anyone's attention.

"Master, do you feel it?" said Carrie suddenly in her mind when she was halfway down the road.

"Feel what?" said Ashrufat.

"This place...... Has an anomalous pulsation of energy. Carrie's voice revealed a certain uneasiness. "This remnant of a powerful longing...... This resentment and unwillingness to ...... Master, if I'm not mistaken, this should be a cemetery!"

As he spoke, Ashruphat had reached the top of the slope, the front of the hut. Carrie was right, and he saw a dense mass of tombstones in front of him—the cheapest wooden tombstones that would rot and decay in two or three years, usually bought by the government for executed prisoners or nameless corpses. The area of this highland is much larger than it looks below, and the tombstone group is not visible at a glance, let alone tens of thousands. There are also decayed and scattered fragments of tombstones everywhere, indicating that there are far more dead than the number of tombstones here.

Even people like Ashrufat, who had experienced many wars and seen the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood, couldn't help but feel everything in front of them, and looked around this cemetery silently for a while.

A gust of wind blew in his face, as if mixed with the cry of a ghost, hovering in his ears for a long time.

Ashrufat took a few steps forward and inadvertently kicked a relatively fresh tombstone with his foot. The piece of wood fell down, pried open a pile of floating dirt, and a dead man's hand was exposed from the dirt. It can be seen that these graves were dug very haphazardly and very shallow. Maybe even the grave diggers were too busy to do anything, so they were in a hurry.

"Master, there's a biological reaction!" Carrie reminded in her mind. "There's someone in that hut. ”

Ashruphat swept the distractions out of his mind and walked towards the hut. The door to the hut was closed, but as he approached it, he heard a noise, and it looked like someone in the hut had knocked something down.

So, the "White Bear" is actually the grave watcher, thought to himself, and reached out and knocked on the door.

The door was unresponsive.

Although Ashrufat was sure that the man in the room must have heard the knock on the door (unless he was deaf), the door was locked and would not be opened. Then again, it's not uncommon for grave keepers to be deaf.

"This lock is simple. Carrie reminded. Indeed, it is impossible to install any complicated and strong locks on such a simple wooden door. Ashrufat drew his sword and pried the lock open with a single pick. The wooden door creaked open.

"I'm ......," Ashrufat sheathed his sword and walked into the hut. He opened his mouth to introduce his origins, but he heard a strong wind in his ears.

Ashrufat flickered in an instant, dodging the dagger that came from the side. He reached out and grabbed the attacker's wrist and twisted it with superhuman force, forcing him to drop his dagger.

The blow just now was fast and fierce, and at the same time it was aimed at the vital point of the neck. If it were a different person, the sneak attacker might have succeeded.

The attackers have not yet conceded defeat. Ashrufat grabbed his opponent's wrist, but a powerful kick slammed into his abdomen. Ashrufat admits that this leg is very strong, and if it were an ordinary person, he would have bent down because of the severe pain. But he is no ordinary person. The kick didn't have any effect, it just added three points to his hand. With the force that could almost break a human arm, the sneak attacker let out a cry of pain. "Woo......"

"Female?" the voice in the attacker's mouth made him stunned.