And this voice is the voice of a young girl.

At the moment when he hesitated for a moment and let his hand relax, the woman struggled out of his hand.

In this case, the normal judgment of the sneak attacker should be to choose to retreat, because the fight just now has clearly stated who is stronger, but this time it is different. The woman reached out and picked up the dagger from the ground and rushed up again, the dagger aimed at his chest.

Ashrufat placed his hand on the hilt of his sword, and as he drew his sword, he heard Carrie's voice ringing in his head.

"Master, the girl should try to be ...... Be gentle......"

Ashruphat flashed the stab. The opponent continued to attack with a dagger, forcing him to retreat.

"What do you do when you meet a girl who is not gentle?" he asked Carrie in a mocking tone in his mind.

"Anyway, please be as ...... as possible"

Ashrufat snorted coldly, and the other's dagger grazed his ear. But this time, the woman had no chance to accept it. Ashrufat grabbed her wrist once more and pulled her body over. He quickly disarmed the other man, but the woman stubbornly engaged in a close fight with him. In this kind of competition, if there is a big difference between strength and physique, then there is no suspense in the battle. Despite the female Assassin's kicks and struggles, Ashrufat subdued her, pinning her to the ground and clutching her hands behind her back as she was exhausted.

"Who are you?" asked Ashrufat. Now he had time to look around. It's a very simple cottage that can't hide a third party at all, except for a limited few pieces of furniture.

The female assassin gasped violently, but did not answer.

"Who are you?!" Ashrufat accentuated his tone, with a slight strain in his hand.

"Woo......" the female assassin let out a painful groan, and suddenly she struggled to turn her head, staring at Ashrufat's face with a vicious gaze.

"Kill if you want to!" she said stubbornly in a tone full of hatred and anger.

"Master......" Carrie asked in a puzzled tone. "Is she ...... What is the misunderstanding?"

He looked at the girl. The girl was wearing a crude white garment—a familiar garment worn by the group of prisoners he had seen working in the fields under the supervision of the guards. Because of the fight just now, the girl's hair spilled on his face, making him unable to see the other party's appearance clearly. But he noticed that the girl's hair was a pale red, or peach. For some reason, this hair color reminded him of fire.

Although Ashrufat didn't study pedigree or anything like that, this faint hair color showed that the girl was from the Bin, or rather, had the blood of the Bin.

"Are you a 'white bear'?" Ashrufat asked in a low voice. The question had an immediate effect, and the girl's body shook violently. This shows that even if she is not a white bear, at least she knows who the white bear is.

"You ......" The girl who was still very stubborn just now, and would rather die than give in suddenly panicked. "You...... Say what...... I don't understand ......."

"I know you're not a white bear, where is the white bear?" asked Ashrufat. No matter how you think about it, the white bear will not be this young girl.

This time the girl kept her mouth shut and said nothing.

"I'm here!" a voice rang out behind him. Ashrufat jumped to his feet and let go of his captive. Behind him, at the door of the hut, a figure appeared in the alley.

"Carrie, why didn't you warn me?"

"I'm sorry, master, I'm analyzing......" Carrie apologized embarrassedly. "This girl is very interesting. ”

The white bear walked in through the door and stood beside the girl. Suddenly, Ashrufat felt that this person was familiar, in fact, it was too familiar, and then he remembered who the other person really was.

The man standing in the room was quite old, his hair was cut short, but it still looked black and white. His shoulders were broad, his muscles were strong, and his eyebrows showed a kind of military majesty. This man gives the impression of a simple soldier. Ashrufat would indeed be familiar with him, for he had imprisoned this man for a long time.

This man's name was Eric, and he was a general in the kingdom of Shem. In the past, when Ashrufat, under the alias of the Boss of the Blood Banner, commanded the Greenskin Legion to attack Oren, he had captured Eric, but he was later sent back to Queen Sham as a messenger. After that, he hadn't heard of (and didn't have time to inquire about) this Eric.

Looks like he's not very good! Originally, Eric was considered a high-level general, but now he is probably just a guard here. But if there is any trace left by this twist and turn on Eric's appearance, it is not visible at all. Eric didn't have the frustration and anguish of a person who fell from a high position.

"You know me?" Eric discerned the information from Ashrufat's eyes. But there is nothing surprising about it, he was once a general, and too many people know him.

"Yes. Ashrufat finally regained his composure. He remembered that when he was with Eric, he had always appeared as the boss of the Greenskin Orc Blood Banner. Eric has no reason to know what he really is.

"Are you the White Bear?" asked Ashrufat. By this time, the fiery girl had already crawled up and stood behind Eric. There is no doubt that these two people are together.

"You're here to find me......" Eric said. "Alone...... You are a subordinate sent by Baron Pinold?"

"Let's just think so. Ashrufat replied. "So you're ...... White Bear ......"

Speaking of which, the two are quite fateful. But when I think about it, I think it's a little incredible, this Eric would actually take the initiative to collude with vampires?

"My name is Ashrufat, and Baron Pinod has sent me to meet you and temporarily help you with your operation. ”

"Since you're sent by the baron...... Let's sit down and talk. ”

In this humble hut, there are actually only two stools. Eric and Ashrufat sat down, and the girl stood beside Eric. After giving the letter to each other, the two men briefly introduced themselves, and Ashrufat realized that Eric was now a mid-level official in the excavation field, probably bearing part of the responsibility for the defeat in the Shim, and was eventually demoted here. Although the excavation sites were under the jurisdiction of the Church, a large number of the soldiers and officers in them were sent here by various countries due to religious obligations.

"I asked the Baron for a skilled warrior to assist me, and it seems that the Baron has chosen a suitable person. Eric looked Ashrufat up and down. "You know me, am I a Sham?"

"No, it's not. Ashrufat replied. "I just...... I've just seen it. ”

"Do you think I'm going to turn to a vampire for help...... It was surprising. Eric smiled, "It's not that surprising. That's right, I've fought in the Battle of Callean, and I've killed a few vampires somewhat...... At the time, I thought vampires were all evil, bloodthirsty, cruel, and unreasonable monsters. But then, I met a vampire and I changed my mind a bit. ”

"You met Baron Pinold?" asked Ashrufat, the topic intriguing him.

"No, I believe not. Eric replied. "Then I realized that vampires weren't as evil as I expected. It should be said that they are more rational, not the kind of uncommunicable monsters, and not as bloodthirsty as the church claims. Although they are ruthless when it comes to fighting for their goals. ”

"Are there any other vampires besides Pinod?" Truth be told, Ashruphat was getting more and more interested in the topic.

"Well, I believe so. Eric replied. "It was because of that incident that I chose to turn to Baron Pinold for help. And it looks like I didn't make the wrong choice. ”

"Master, I think he's talking about you!" Carrie explained secretly. "He probably recognized you as a vampire...... Or guess you're a vampire. ”

"Really?" replied Ashruphat inwardly. This can't be considered an accident, when he was active as the boss of the Blood Banner, he did a little too much in some aspects, and it is not surprising that people can see it.

"Can I know what you're asking Pinod for help?" said Ashrufat, spreading his hands. "Don't look at them sending me, but they barely told me anything. To get my assistance, you first have to convince me that this is not a trap. ”

"Ashrufat, did you see anything outside the hut when you came here just now?" asked Eric.

"Well, I see. "To be honest, this cemetery outside can be a big shock to people who see it for the first time.

"Every two days, a big corpse truck comes here. Eric said. "Most of the time it's a full car. If there is a landslide or something like that during the excavation...... Like the few times I saw it with my own eyes...... Then you can have two or three trips a day. And it's not even the only cemetery!"

For some reason, he spoke in a calm tone, as if he were discussing what to eat for breakfast tomorrow. But it is this calm tone that can really move people.

"If it is a heinous death row prisoner, it may be justified. That's what people told me when I first arrived. But I'm not the kind of person who closes my eyes and plugs my ears. There are a lot of people here...... None of them are condemned to death. A lot of people are just people who have made small mistakes or even made no mistakes. Some were prisoners of war, some were slaves, some were exiled, and some were simply abducted. But all these people, regardless of their origins, origins, or reasons, as long as they are sent here, they are sent to hell without any hope. ”

"Some people see all this, but they choose not to continue watching it, hide in the castle or leave the place, and when they see it, he will convince himself with all kinds of different reasons and try to tell himself that it is all right, and many more people will have both. But I'm not one of those three people. ”