She Is Not a Witch

"Be careful on the road."

"Yeah." After raising his hand to respond, Lorrain Hill walked into the night.

Because there is no moon, the visibility at night is very low, only the surroundings reflected by the brazier can be seen clearly.

Lorrainhill held the scabbard in one hand and the hilt in the other hand, his eyes closed slightly, listening to the sound of the wind.

Although her current training is a war sequence, the effects of her own power are still there, and she can keenly perceive many situations.

Uninvited guests came around the camp, and more than one person. The girl carefully analyzed the faint sounds and fluctuations in the wind.

Thousands of meters away, the quiet and silent sneaking was reflected in my mind like a three-dimensional map, and three agile figures marched quietly in the night, each of them about 200 meters apart, crossing and approaching the camp.

Not like a robber, but like an assassin.

Looking at that vigorous skill, Lorrain Hill wondered in his heart. All three of them have the level of Sequence 4, and they have received good training. They seem to be from a certain organization, and they are not good hands that can be cultivated by mountain robbers.

Do you want to shoot?

It must be possible to fight, but this will look very strange. A Sequence 4 easily crushes three masters of the same level and attracts the attention of people around.

Thinking in her heart, the girl moved fast, her body bent slightly, and she swiftly shuttled through the night.

Although incomparable to the previous unrestricted state, the speed now far exceeds that of ordinary Sequence 4, and perhaps only Sequence 5 that is good at speed can keep up.

In the night, a black-clothed sneaker only felt a gust of wind blowing away in front of him, and immediately cut his head down with a cold sword, making him frightened.

The dagger on the side of his hand returned to gear in an emergency, his body knelt down suddenly, sliding sideways to avoid the blade passing by.

No, he was still injured.

Although he was not directly chopped, his shoulder was cut by the sword light, blood flowed into the cuffs and waist along the arm, and the pain that came immediately made him nervous.

In the dark night, the sword blade turned easily, flashing a few lavender light arcs, and immediately picked up the dagger in his hand, his knees suddenly stabbed and he lost consciousness.

When the intruder reacted again and was about to struggle to stand up, the figure who had attacked him had already left and flashed toward the other side of the forest.

She went to my companion.

Seeing the figure disappearing in the woods, the infiltrator was anxious, but because of a leg injury, he couldn't move for a while, so he could only kneel and sit on the spot.

"Tweet——! (Danger, retreat The rapid bird song sounded in the night, letting the two people in the distance know instantly.

After hearing this short voice, the two sneakers obviously stopped, then turned their heads decisively and fled in different directions.

Seeing that the dark shadow in front of him suddenly accelerated, disappearing into the depths of the jungle in a jump, Lorrain Hill had to give up.

It's not that she can't keep up, but she doesn't want to be out of line. At present, her behavior is a bit out of the ordinary.

She put away the sword, turned back to the signal infiltrator.

Stepping in the mountains and forests shrouded in night, the grass and dead leaves below the feet made a faint sound with the footsteps. Although it was not obvious, it was indeed so clear in the ears of the infiltrator.

He didn't know who the opponent was and why he was suddenly blocking him here, but it had already happened and he could only think quickly about how to break the game at this moment.

"Please wait a minute." Seeing the unknown swordsman walking in the darkness, he covered his bleeding knee and spoke.

"Please allow me to explain. My strength is far inferior to yours. You don't have to worry about my escape or disadvantage you." He said with an extremely calm mind.

Immediately, there was the sound of the sword blade swinging through the air in front of him, and another lavender arc of the sword cut across his cheek, and the dangerous and cold blade cut through the hair on his skin, causing cold sweat on his back. But fortunately, the footsteps in the dark finally stopped.

"Our behavior was not deliberately aimed at the Roentgen caravan. It can only be said to be an accident and coincidence." The heart in his chest was beating violently, and he could only explain as best as he could, because whether the opponent believed that determined whether he could survive.

"We are not unfavorable to the caravan, we just want to use the caravan to achieve other goals, but this time, unfortunately, you hit and ran into you by mistake." He raised his hand and said that he had no ability to resist.

Seeing that the figure in the dark did not reply, the infiltrator began to sweat on his forehead, his thoughts turned sharply, and he continued to explain.

"If you can, please bypass my life. I will go back and report to the organization. After that, all actions will avoid your Roentgen caravan, and this matter will always be kept secret, as if nothing had happened."

"I can swear that what I said is true. The "Fire Eye Orioles" organization I belong to has always paid attention to promise and credibility. This has been obvious to all in the South for decades."

"As long as you let me go, you will get the friendship of the "fire-eyed warbler". We can provide you with information and know the secrets that ordinary people can hardly find."

"This is my badge. Ning can rely on this to contact our organization." As he said, he slowly lowered his left hand, took out a small copper-colored badge from the inside of the collar, and gently placed it on the ground. After doing all this, the infiltrator kept his hands up again and waited quietly.

He has tried his best, and whether he can survive is up to fate. At this point, he closed his eyes slightly, his body trembling slightly and waited.

Lorrain Hill stood in the dark, quietly looking at the man in the distance, constantly analyzing his words.

The roentgen caravan's staffing is not strong, and the goods it carries are not of high value, so it really can't attract such a capable assassin to attack.

Although the possibility of lying cannot be ruled out, what the person said does have a high degree of credibility.

After being silent for a while in the darkness, Lorrain Hill slowly retracted the sword.

After hearing the sound of the blade rubbing against the scabbard, the infiltrator relaxed and put his hands on the ground.

"Thank you, sir, for your mercy." He knelt on the ground and thanked him, then carefully took out the wound medicine from his arms and applied it to the bleeding wound.

After a quick bandage, he slowly climbed up with the trunk on the side.

"After that, you can take this badge to Tieqiu City~www.readwn.com~ In the south of the city, there is a bar called'Black Pig' to find a bartender, and say you want to drink hot and cold wine. And the bartender When you ask what you want, show him this badge secretly, and he will know it."

After saying this, he slowly receded in the night.

After the infiltrator walked away, Lorrain Hill came to this piece of grass, looked at the badge lying in the blade of grass, picked it up, and looked at it slowly.

The main body of this badge is made of copper to look like a nightingale, which is mixed with some special materials, which makes the copper surface glowing dark red. Although it is not very expensive, it also makes it difficult to imitate.

Turning over the back, there is also a series of numbers engraved, which seems to represent a special number.

"'Fire-Eyed Warbler'? It seems that you have to ask other people carefully later."

Lorrain Hill put away the badge and returned to the camp.

Soon after, she came to the campfire again. At this time, everyone had eaten the grilled fish. Uncle Beard was drinking wine with a small tin can. The young man was working on his own extraordinary sequence, and the other The mercenary used a knife to cut the sticks, as if making an arrow shaft.

"I'm back? It's been a long time since this patrol." The bearded mercenary waved.

"Well, I went to the riverside halfway through and tried to catch fish, but unfortunately it didn't work." The girl shook her head and sat by the campfire again.

"Haha, this still depends on experience. Maybe you can bring a lantern with you a lot. Some fish will swim by looking at the light, and just use the sword to hold it."

"Next time I will teach you." The uncle slapped the armor on his chest and answered boldly.

In the night, a few people patrolled in this way, and then the second group of people came to change shifts until late at night.

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