Alien world

Chapter 68. Chapter 68.
The alcoholic guests staggered out of the tavern with a little drunkenness, and within a short distance, they got into the streets and vomited against the walls, wiped them with their sleeves casually, exuding a disgusting smell of alcohol, walked distortedly on the street, bumped into Enter a group of soldiers preparing to leave the city.

"Damn drunk..."

The soldier pushed the drunk man away in disgust, and continued to follow the hundred-man team out of Breeze.

They put on their horses outside the city and galloped towards the east.

Running from early morning to afternoon, from afternoon to evening, in the gorgeous sunset, the soldiers came to a vast wheat field.

Slanting gunpowder smoke scattered all over the farmland.

But when the knights went deep into the wheat field along the ridge, the rats, like low tides, rushed out of the wheat field screaming, climbed onto the horses, and bit the flesh.

The horses galloped wildly, screaming and throwing off the knights, and fell off the field ridge. The soldiers who were caught off guard were covered by mice when they landed, turning into balls of surging fur.

"Rat wave! Rat wave! It's a trap! All soldiers leave! Someone must get the news out!"

The soldiers' commander made a mistake, and when the soldiers lost their will to fight, the battle began to crumble - the silhouettes of a few horses in full armor were shot down by fluorescent green fel energy shooting from the wheat fields as they fled.

The slanting gunpowder smoke still scattered all over the farmland, rising towards the sky one after another, and merged into the evening clouds.

Bloody, mutilated corpses and short limbs were scattered in this bloody wheat field.

The tide of rats subsides, revealing a ratman wearing goat horns.It picked up a piece of plate armor covered with tooth marks, and a bloody letter fell from the middle layer of the plate armor.

It whispered something to the other skaven, and left with a flick of its bald tail.

The sun disappeared into the depths of the sea of ​​trees, and the lingling moonlight shone on this devastated battlefield.

dumb--

Crows like vultures sit on the branches.

Not long after, a group of silent, crow-masked silhouettes entered the bloody wheat field.

The silhouettes scoured, loaded the bodies onto carts, and burned them, sending acrid smoke and flickering lights into the night.

The crow-masked figures left after burning the corpses.Smoke rose from the dim light of the fire, and the smoke condensed into a sinister silhouette with goat horns.

The envelope that was buried in the ground, with blood stained edges and a burned corner floated in front of it.

"The smell of conspiracy..."

Silhouette took a deep breath, "Let me see what I can use it to get... well... that's it..."

A breeze, smelling of sulfur, lifted the envelope and landed on the branches.

The crow on the treetop woke up, reflecting the moonlight and the letter paper, lowered its head, picked up a corner of the envelope, and spread its wings to fly into the distance.

The gloomy night gradually faded away, and the pale golden light of the morning sun broke through the clouds and mist, illuminating the caravan coming out of the valley filled with thick mist.

Many sparrows and crows landed on the carriage.The crow on the truck let go of the torn letter and was driven away again.

Soon after, the caravan resumed its journey.They passed a small town in the morning, but did not stop, but came to a black stone castle not far from the town.

……

Since the convoy carrying a large amount of family wealth and guards was attacked, the Reeves family has been plunged into dark clouds and dismal.

Every day, maidservants escaped with their belongings, and the disregard of the two mistresses made the situation worse. Now, there are only a few loyal servants left in the castle.

The Osulonde leader still maintains normal order, and the Reeves family strictly implements the three-seven agricultural tax agreed by the ancestors-farmers can keep [-]% of the grain produced by their hard work.

You must know that in other aristocratic territories, the agricultural tax that farmers need to pay is ninety-one, and even all of it belongs to the aristocrats.They only work for nobles in exchange for survival.

So when the farmers heard that something happened to the young master Reeves who liked to run wildly on the ridge of the wheat field, they even carried the grain to Blackstone Castle, lest the Reeves family would not be able to survive and let other nobles occupy this place——

"Miss Laila, here is another letter for Miss Itilia."

After the previous housekeeper defected and took away a lot of property, the orphan who was adopted since childhood was promoted to be the new housekeeper.She took the letter that came with the van to the second lady of the Reeves family, Laila Reeves.

"...Where did this letter come from?" A young girl wearing a black lace dress with mature black hair shawled over her shoulders, but with facial features and figure like a girl looked at the letter with disgust, "Death and rancidity , and some intrigue. It smells sick."

"Onganda's van." The same young butler said, hesitantly asked: "Do you want me to dispose of it?"

"Forget it, give it to me."

Leila twisted the corner of the envelope, and the invisible hand tore open the envelope and unfolded the letter.

[Dear...sisters:

I'm fine, for now.Some kind people who were willing to help me saved me from starving and freezing to death in the street.I'm currently in Breeze City. Unfortunately, the murderer found me... In order for this letter to be delivered to Osulonde, I can't say the name of that person. 】

[I have become a warlock, and I have some friends who are willing to help me, but it is not enough.I need some help...but if you're overwhelmed...you should be under more pressure than I am at this point. 】

[Don't take revenge, the enemy's strength is far more terrifying than you imagined.Do not come to me either, Osulondland is safe. 】

"Miss Laila...Miss Laila?"

Leila came back to her senses because of the call, and the butler asked puzzledly, "What's wrong with you?"

"Where is my eldest sister!"

"It should be still in the study at this time."

"I'm going to find her... Tell Onganda not to go!"

Leila took the envelope, and walked briskly and happily through the corridor, through the auditorium, and came to the tower.

bang——

Sitting at the desk, the young woman who dealt with the affairs of the territory said helplessly: "Leila, I have said many times, always knock gently on the door."

The young woman is also wearing a long black dress, her cheeks lacking in blood and her haggard tranquil eyes remind people of intelligence.

"Sister, black clothes don't match you at all."

"what are you saying?"

"This letter...is from Breeze City."

Leila couldn't wait to hand over the letter, and then said excitedly to her sister who was reading the letter: "Have you seen my eldest sister? My brother is still alive and has become a warlock!"

"We can't confirm yet..."

The young woman suppressed her emotions.She took out the snuff bottle from the hidden compartment behind the oil painting on the wall, and put in a purple crystal:
"Zu Ling, is this letter true?"

The crimson smoke lingered and rose. As they stared anxiously, a rough cough came from the snuff bottle: "There is no lie, what the letter says is true..."

Another red crystal was thrown into the pale hand, and the fragile voice trembled:

"I wonder if our brother is still alive..."

Crimson smoke rose with the answer: "He is far from you...but alive of course."

The strength of the young woman finally melted, her eyes were flushed, she fell back into the chair, covered her mouth and wept:
"My brother..."

(End of this chapter)