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Jossen and Miria stopped a little farther away, even if it wasn't a semi-purgatory creature, the evil smell emanating from its body was almost unbearable for them, especially Milia.

Forty-Seven clapped his hands and stood up, his mouth open to his ears and smiled, a mouthful of interlaced fangs could not blame others for treating him as a semi-purgatory creature, in a sense, he was actually a semi-purgatory creature.

"Very interesting stuff...... yes, I know you don't really want to see me again, Mr. Merchant, including those two holy warriors. Forty-seven even raised his hand to greet Jossen and Miria, who was stunned for a moment and bowed slightly, which was considered a salute in return, while Miria exhaled and twisted his head to the side.

"Look at what you said, but please don't lose your temper with them, I've had enough bad luck right now...... What a tragedy, did you discover anything else when you came here...... Is there any clue to this ash ash, it seems that there are burning ashes and broken corpses everywhere, and I don't know when it will flourish again. Frey crouched down with a sad face, not seeing any difference between the pile of ashes in front of him and the rest of the world.

"The other side ended the battle in a very short time, and at the same time killed and captured the enemy, and there had to be a suitable way to do it in such a quick time, your people, and those, elves? yes, they didn't have time to do anything decent to put up...... I advise you not to put that thing near your nose and sniff it. ”

Frey sneezed loudly, and he picked up a pinch of ash and put it under his nose, and the smell was so strong that he almost squirted his heart out.

Frey began to suspect that it was the ashes of an elf or some other monster.

"You mean ......"

"Call me forty-seven. Forty-seven looked at Qiao Sen, who had already walked over, and he had never had a good impression of this holy warrior Forty-seven, of course, not so disgusted, except for the noble smell that emanated from his body.

"Well, forty-seven, sir, forgive my rudeness. Jossen saw no reason to doubt the judgment of a brass dragon, and despite their frequent troubles, Josson was convinced that it was not an evil half-purgatory creature standing before him. But Qiao Sen still felt an indescribable awkwardness in standing in front of Forty-Seven and talking peacefully with him: "Are you saying that the people who came to attack killed so many people without leaving a single corpse, and took with them possibly more prisoners?"

"It's nothing, I can do it. Forty-seven grinned again, not knowing whether he wanted to smile as a gesture of friendship or as a purely demonstrative gesture.

"You're saying there's a bunch of filthy and evil half-purgatory creatures around here?" Josson put his hand on the hilt of his sword at his waist, and Milia moved a little closer, clearly understanding Forty-Seven's move to mean the latter.

"Of course there are other possibilities, but I don......'t know yet," Forty-Seven looked down at the ground, where there was nothing but ashes, but blood-stained rubble and earth.

Frey looked at the two people in front of him with some trepidation.

"At least they didn't take away all the food and water, so let's get some rest today...... Search the cellar!I'm sure I won't be in time to get to the next stronghold anyway, guys!" Frey said to Forty-Seven and Josson and Miria as if she were on the verge of crying after receiving a report from a mercenary.

"Mr. Freys, what about the corpse?" the mercenary continued.

"Move out of town, leave it there, remember, stay farther away!" Fress waved his hand impatiently.

"How can you desecrate the souls of the dead so much, put them in the halls of the main castle, and let me pray for them!"

"My eldest lady, don't be so serious in this case!" Frey was already laughing at Miria's ignorance and stubbornness: "And if you pile up corpses, maybe there will be a plague soon, of course you paladins are not afraid, my bones can no longer withstand the toss......"

"Hmph, hmph!" Forty-Seven looked up at the sky, not knowing who he was snorting at.

"Hmph, hmph......" Milia turned away, apparently unable to tolerate standing in the same place as Forty-Seven any longer.

Jossen sighed slightly, and then left the garden-like place behind the main castle with Miria.

"It's probably going to rain tonight...... Fress watched the two leave, and looked up at the sky, the only sun in the sky was about to set, and layers of heavy clouds gradually obscured half of the sky.

Sure enough, it rained in the night, not much, and it didn't seem to stop anytime soon.

Outside the stronghold, the corpses were neatly arranged in a field, the rain washed the blood stains on the corpses, but it could not wake up the soulless body again, a lightning bolt streaked across the sky, and the faces of many sleepers seemed to be ignited in an instant, and when the thunder passed, a qiē fell into a dead silence again, only the rustling of rain, subtle, but grandiose resounded between heaven and earth.

A group of humanoids dressed in lilac robes and carrying wooden longbows marched quickly through the dark rain of the night, stopping as they approached the artificial cemetery.

One of the people at the front of the line crouched down, and at her feet was the corpse of a Night Elf, who put his hand on the body of the dead Night Elf that had begun to swell and decay, as if to comfort the soul of the deceased, and as if to listen to something in this way, the man stood up, and looked in the direction of the Chamber of Commerce stronghold with a pair of white eyes under his hood.

Although the hall in the main castle was not full of singing and laughter, but the mercenaries, including Frey, could also be said to have eaten a full meal for the first time in a long time, they chewed and chewed the food in their hands, although Frey was strictly forbidden to get drunk, but the mercenaries still won the opportunity to drink such a small glass of ale wine by one person, anyway, these things were detected by the paladins, and there was no poison.

Forty-seven was still nowhere to be seen, and he didn't need to eat.

Jossen only ate a little black bread and water. He looked at this group of people who were numb and did not have much sadness, and felt a little bored for no reason—did these people deserve his help and protection? He did not want to stay any longer.

As soon as the feast began, Milia left the hall, and it was necessary to look for it.

Jossen came out of the gate of the main fort, the rain had stopped, the wet open space outside had been cleaned up, and the originally destroyed city gate had been repaired, and it was completely impossible to see that this was once a tragic battlefield, in fact, it might be more appropriate to call it a slaughterhouse.

Jossen ascended the not-so-tall watchtower.

"Hi, Mr. Johnson. The two mercenaries guarding above greeted him.

Jossen looked into the distance. This merchant stronghold is built on a small plain, although it is not tall but it is also quite strong, the structure is reasonable, there are only sparse trees and small hills that are not too high, even at night under the light of the flowing stars, they can see far away, and through the inspection of the fortress during the day, they also found that the secret passage to the outside world has no traces of battle and has been opened and used, the fortress door has also been broken hard, it seems that the enemy is not through guò internal response or fraud, but in the way of strong attack, but according to Qiao Sen's understandingTo achieve this, at least attacking several times more enemies than guarding them - not to mention that there were at least four or more Night Elves in the stronghold at the time who were known for their archery and assassination!

But now......

Qiao Sen shook his head slightly, as if he felt the haze in the blood.

"Have you seen Miss Milia?"

"Hmm...... Not long ago she spent a while in the yard...... Later, it seems that I went to the back of the main fort. ”

Miria's armor and greatsword rested on a stone beside her, and she was wearing only a single coat, and she was soaking wet.

Although she doesn't get sick from the cold and humidity, her instinctive reaction still makes her slender body shiver.

But she still insisted on bringing the last bucket of water from the well, pouring it over her head, and then facing east and starting to pray.

"Lord of Splendour, please guide me...... I humbly await the dawn and pray that you will take away my coldness, and all the sins and sins of my heart...... I hereby cleanse my body, mind, and soul, confessing my hesitation and weakness, and awaiting your just punishment......"

Women are water-screwed. Forty-seven, sitting on top of the main fort, looked at Milia and came to this conclusion.

I don't know if Milia didn't notice him or didn't bother to talk to him anymore, she just poured water on her body and prayed and prayed again......

Forty-seven lay down and looked at the sky full of stars. Compared to the starlight, the full moon that hangs eternally over the canopy of heaven gradually reveals itself as the night deepens, and the light is faint under the light of the stars, and it has a hazy and unreal feeling.

The nights here are somewhat similar to those of Rain City...... Forty-seven put aside his cloak and let the starlight and moonlight shine on his steel body, and felt a rare coolness. He was lying there, even a little distracted.

Jossen turned around the main castle and looked at Miria from afar, not bothering her.

For a moment, the three of them had formed a strange and serene atmosphere, with only the occasional sound of water and Miria's whispered prayers echoing in the small courtyard.

Suddenly, the body of forty-seven stiffened violently - as if a wooden stake was being pulled by some external force, Qiao Sen also "brushed" and pulled out the sword, the two of them felt the abnormality around them at the same time, the air trembled slightly, as if it was stirred by something that could not be seen, a fresh but unusually secret smell spread in the air, only Milia, who had restrained all her spiritual power and prayed sincerely, did not feel the changes around her.

The sentry tower was empty.

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