"Be careful on the road."
"Yeah." After raising his hand in response, Loran Hill walked into the night.
Because there was no moon, visibility at night was very low, and only the surroundings illuminated by the brazier could be seen clearly.
Loran Hill held the scabbard in one hand and the hilt in the other, his eyes slightly closed, and he listened attentively to the sound in the wind.
Although she is currently training in the war sequence, the effects of her own powers are still there, and she can keenly perceive many situations.
There were unexpected guests around the camp, and more than one. The girl carefully analyzed the faint sounds and fluctuations in the wind.
The silent stealth a thousand meters away appeared in my mind like a three-dimensional map. Three agile figures advanced quietly in the night. Each of them was about 200 meters apart, and they approached the camp in a cross-wise manner.
He doesn't look like a robber, but more like an assassin.
Looking at their agile movements, Loran Hill speculated. These three were all Sequence 4 and well-trained. They seemed to be from some organization; they weren't the kind of skilled warriors that mountain bandits could train.
Do you want to take action?
He could definitely defeat them in a fight, but it would seem extremely strange. A Sequence 4 player easily crushing three masters of the same level would attract the attention of those around him.
The girl was thinking in her heart, moving forward quickly, bending her body slightly, and moving nimbly in the night.
Although it cannot compare to its previous unrestricted state, its current speed is far beyond that of an ordinary Sequence 4. Perhaps only some Sequence 5s who are good at speed can keep up.
In the darkness of the night, a black-clad intruder felt a gust of wind blowing in front of his eyes, and then a cold and elegant long sword chopped down on his head, making him tremble with fear.
He quickly pulled back the dagger in his hand, knelt down suddenly, and slid sideways to avoid the sword that was passing by.
No, he was still injured.
Although he was not hit directly, the sword had already cut a gash on his shoulder. Blood flowed down his arm to his cuffs and waist. The pain that followed made him extremely nervous.
In the darkness, the sword blade spun easily, flashing a few arcs of light purple, and then knocked the dagger in his hand away. His knee suddenly felt a sharp pain and he lost consciousness.
By the time the intruder reacted and tried to struggle to stand up, the figure who attacked him had already left and flashed to the other side of the forest.
She went towards my companion.
Looking at the figure disappearing into the woods, the intruder became anxious, but because of his leg injury, he could not move for a while and could only kneel and sit on the spot.
"Chirp! (Danger, retreat)" The rapid chirping of birds in the night instantly let the two people in the distance know.
After hearing this short sound, the two intruders obviously stopped, then turned around decisively and fled in different directions.
Seeing that the black shadow in front of him suddenly accelerated and disappeared into the depths of the jungle in a leap, Loran Hill had no choice but to give up.
It's not that I can't catch up, I just don't want to cause trouble. Her current behavior is already a bit out of line.
She put away her sword and turned back toward the intruder who had given the signal.
Walking in the mountain forest shrouded in the night, the grass and dead leaves under his feet made subtle sounds with his footsteps. Although not obvious, it was indeed so clear in the ears of the intruder.
He didn't know who the other party was or why he suddenly blocked his way here, but things had already happened, and now he could only think quickly about how to break the deadlock.
"Please wait a moment." Seeing the unknown swordsman walking towards him in the dark, he covered his bleeding knee and opened his mouth.
"Please allow me to explain. My strength is far inferior to yours. You don't have to worry about me escaping or doing something bad to you." He spoke with extreme calmness.
Then, there was the sound of a sword slashing through the air from the front, and another pale purple sword arc sliced across his cheek. The dangerous and cold blade cut through the hairs on his skin, making him sweat coldly on his back. But fortunately, the footsteps in the darkness finally stopped.
"Our action this time was not intentionally targeting the Roentgen caravan. It can only be said to be an accident and a coincidence." His heart was beating violently in his chest, and he could only try his best to explain, because whether the other party believed it or not would determine whether he could survive.
"We are not doing anything bad to the caravan. We just want to use the caravan to achieve other goals. Unfortunately, this time we accidentally bumped into you, sir." He raised his hand to show that he had no ability to resist.
Seeing that the figure in the darkness did not respond, the intruder began to sweat on his forehead, his mind raced as he continued to explain.
"If possible, please spare my life. I will return and report to the organization. From now on, I will avoid the Roentgen caravan you are in and keep this matter secret forever, as if nothing happened."
"I can swear that everything I said is true. The 'Fire-Eyed Warbler' organization I belong to has always valued commitment and credibility. This has been witnessed by all in the Southern Territory for decades."
"If you let me go, you will gain the friendship of 'Fire-Eyed Warbler'. We can provide you with intelligence and secrets that ordinary people cannot find out."
"This is my badge. You can use it to contact our organization." He slowly lowered his left hand, removed a small copper-colored badge from the inside of his collar, and gently placed it on the ground. After doing all this, the intruder once again raised his hands and waited quietly.
He had tried his best, and whether he could survive depended on fate. He closed his eyes slightly, his body trembling slightly as he waited.
Loran Hill stood in the darkness, quietly looking at the man in the distance, constantly analyzing his words.
The Roentgen caravan was not well-staffed, and the goods it carried were not of high value, so it certainly could not attract such a skilled assassin to attack.
Although the possibility of lying cannot be ruled out, what this person said is indeed highly credible.
My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com