Only two pieces of paper with words written on the ground remained, and Stasia's men look at me, I look at you, and they muttered something quietly, and at last one of them walked out, and with courage, took the piece of paper that Stasia had written.

Then the men all slipped away.

When they felt they had run far enough, they finally stopped, lit a lamp, and started looking.

It's okay not to look at it, but it's shocking to see it. Stasia's men succeeded in shocking Stasia first. They found that it was better not to know than to know what was in the letter!

"Hehe, children, do you know who the old man is? The old man is the famous, invincible, and radiant guardian of light, Izaror! First of all, the old man wants to bring you a lot of good news, the Night Stalker Barana has taken the Black Emperor Staff in his hand, and now it is stored in the Radiant Alliance! Also, the Wrath is going to form an alliance with us, and the Wrath Empress and her messengers are already on their way! And many, many more, I can't finish it, anyway, when you come over, you will all know!"

When the subordinates saw this, a large string of black lines appeared from the corners of their foreheads, adding cold sweat to Yousen.

"Hey, go over and look, there's no movement over there. One of them suddenly pushed the other's elbow and whispered.

The man was spotted, and as if frightened, he pointed to his nose as if to confirm it. It wasn't until the other nodded that he walked slowly toward that side in despair.

"You want me to do such a dangerous thing...... the man muttered quietly.

Sneaking into the grass and hiding behind a tree, the man poked his head out of it and cautiously looked at Stasia's tent.

Stasia didn't sleep long, only about ten minutes, and woke up, and now she didn't seem sleepy at all. She opened her eyes and looked around indifferently, and the first thing she noticed was a piece of letter paper in front of her.

She naturally picked up the letter, looked at it for a while, frowned, and said to herself: "This word is familiar." ”

The person who was peeping behind Stasia also whispered, "It's strange if it's not familiar, you just saw it." ”

However, Stasia's men all understood that Stasia had been suffering from a strange symptom since a while ago.

This symptom manifests itself as she feels very sleepy when the sun goes down, then she sleeps for a few minutes, and when she wakes up, not only does she feel completely sleepy, but she can also go all night without sleeping, and the strangest thing is that she forgets all about what she experienced during the day!

This is true not only during the day, but every day, which means that Stasia's memories during the day and at night are separate.

In addition, Stasia's personality will also change abruptly after dusk, becoming silent and cold, even cruel, and extremely easily provoked, and some of the unlucky subordinates do not know how they died.

Thinking of this, the person who was peeping suddenly showed a look of horror on his face, and he thought about it, no!

How could Stasia remember the events of the day today, and why would she say the word so familiar?

Suddenly, Stasia clutched her head tightly and let out a groan of pain.

Something new was coming to Stasia's mind, and the letterhead she was holding in her hand, the handwriting on it, was not just familiar, but really seen!

"Izalo......!" Stasia's face darkened suddenly, her teeth clenched, and she let out a low roar, and suddenly she tore the letter to shreds and slammed it into the bushes beside her.

The moonlight sprinkled on the finely shredded pieces of paper like phosphorus fire.

It's the same as on that gloomy day, when he tore up what the same people had written, and threw it out of the window of the League of Hunters.

Stasia rushed out abruptly. The shredded paper that was swept away from the side was blown up again by the wind and hung in the air for a long time before falling.

The man shook his head and sighed, based on his experience over the past few days, Stasia would be back by noon tomorrow. She had also run out at night for no apparent reason, and when she came back, it was already daylight, and she didn't even know what was going on.

He just returned to the others, only to hear the others shouting, "It's not good, it's not good!"

"What's wrong?" the man sat down around them, and looked at the piece of paper that Stasia had written.

"Lord Chaos Knight told the leader and the gang we intercepted to go to Silver Night City! The letter also said that they want to partner with the gang in Silver Night City to clean us up!"

"What?!" the man was nervous for a moment, then suddenly relieved and slapped the fuss man on the shoulder: "Isn't this letter still with us? ”

"Yes......" the other nodded thoughtfully.

"Are you all fools, don't you see how our leader was wounded when he returned?" said another man, "if the messenger has the power to hurt our leader, why can't he repeat the contents of the letter to the men on the road?"

"Yes...... "yes" had just agreed with the man, and now he had turned to believe the man, obviously the wall.

"So what do we do now?!"

"Run?"

"But the head has not returned. Said the man who had just gone out to spy on Stasia.

"Why did she run out again?"

"I don't know...... He seemed to be angry at the way he looked, and I think we might as well not go to her. ”

"Probably wouldn't it be better for us to run away like this?"

"And what do you want?"

"At least wait for the head to come back! When the head had just finished writing the letter, he was so sleepy that he probably hadn't had time to read what was written in the letter. Tomorrow we will tell her the contents of the letter, and then let her decide. ”

"I agree. Those people can't get to Silver Night City in one day and kill us. ”

"Alright, I'll wait with you for her to come back. ”

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was dawn again.

Stasia staggered back from a distance, and the first thing she said to her men was to ask, "Why did I run out again?"

"Compared to that...... Boss, something big has happened, this time we can't even run away!"

"Run?" After walking so far, Stasia, who was about to collapse, suddenly knocked on the forehead of her subordinates as if she had been beaten with chicken blood: "What are you running? Do you still want to run? We are here, not going anywhere, didn't you say, just wait for those people to pass...... Oh, by the way, did you see the letter I grabbed yesterday? I haven't read it, so you're not going to throw it away, are you?"

"Don't be in a hurry, Toutou...... Didn't throw it, it's still with us. The point is not this, the point is, we're going to finish!"

"What? We have to finish? How can we finish? Brother, don't underestimate yourself too much, life is just to live vigorously, and always have hope for life, not ......"

"Toutou!" cried his men with weeping faces.

Having succeeded in interrupting Stasia's words, his men ran to the tent and handed Stasia the handwritten paper that they had taken to read the previous day.

"Toutou, I won't say it directly, you can see for yourself. This is the copy you wrote, and as for the original, you were so angry at the time that you tore it up in a fit of rage. The subordinate explained.

"How could I tear it up in a fit of rage?" Stasia began to make out the skewed font she had written with weariness.

"I don't know, Chief, you see, the crumbs are still there!" the subordinate said, pointing in one direction.

Stasia raised her head and looked in that direction, and sure enough, she saw some scraps of paper on the ground, and her subordinates would not lie to her, it seemed that she had to believe it.

Stasia continued to look at what she had written, and the more she looked down, the more ugly her face became.

"How could it be, how could it be...... Why!!" Stasia howled at the sky, and she suddenly wanted to tear the paper in her hand to shreds, and the two hands that pinched the handwriting paper almost went in opposite directions, but finally stopped in time.

Can't tear it, the above information is particularly critical, it's a blessing not to let those enemies get their hands, I haven't fully digested it thoroughly, how can I tear off such a critical thing.

"Yes, you're right. Stasia slowly calmed herself down, exhaled, and said, "It seems that this time we can't help but run, if we don't run, we won't be able to escape this catastrophe." After all, being alive is the premise of everything!"

"But where can we run...... Stacia said, looking into the distance.

His subordinates were also melancholy for a long time, and suddenly came back to their senses and asked, "Toutou, don't you still have 'that'?"

"Which one?"

"The ......," said his man, holding two fingers to his mouth, and blowing them like a whistle.

"Oh, don't you say I've forgotten, look at my memory. Stasia snapped a small whistle out of the inside pocket of her blouse. The whistle is dark red and rock-like, but with a metallic sheen that would have been mistaken for a red-hot soldering iron if you didn't touch it. In fact, it was as cold as ice.

"Lord Chaos Knight, don't blow this whistle until it's critical. After the whistle blows, no matter what plane or place he is, he will rush to us in an instant. Blowing this whistle will drain soul energy, and at the cost of ten years of my life, ......"