Just as Delong and others set out again, a thousand meters ahead of them, twelve figures shrouded in black robes stood in a circle outside an unknown scarlet magic circle in the middle of the grass, with their heads down, muttering ancient syllables in a low voice.

Outside the ritual circle, a bald strong man who was out of tune with the surrounding atmosphere sat cross-legged on the ground, with his hands clasped together and looking at the black-robed cultist beside him who had only one right arm with a hint of sarcasm.

"Guette, why is your Bloody Night Cloak gone?"

"I don't think I have any obligation to tell you."

Hearing the sturdy man's mocking words, Guet's face under his hood looked a little ugly.

Damn it, even though I knew how to deal with that arrow, the gap in strength was far from something that could be made up by some small tricks.

In the end, he was able to block the strange arrow at the cost of his only magic item being completely damaged. Now he could only wear the spare black robe. Although it also came with a few small spells, it was far inferior to the previous Blood Night Cloak.

"Sir, all the bat-winged demons we sent out have been killed."

A figure ran out of the darkness to Guete and reported while half-kneeling.

Looking at the black-robed man half-kneeling in front of him, Guet suddenly became furious. He kicked the man over and cursed angrily.

"What use are you? You really can't do anything right!"

Seeing that Guet was still trying to attack, the man in black robe who was kicked to the ground quickly got up and backed away.

"That's enough. I'm not here to watch you make a fool of yourself."

The sturdy man sitting nearby saw this and shouted in displeasure.

Guet turned his head and looked at the burly man who suddenly spoke out to stop him with some annoyance. A few red lights flashed silently behind him.

"Will Crowther, you are just sent by Moore to assist me. You have no right to care about so many things."

Looking at Guet who was warning him, the sturdy man sneered and naturally grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist with his right hand.

“I was indeed sent by Moore to assist in this operation, but I also have the responsibility of supervising this operation.

To prevent someone from taking advantage of this opportunity to do something like escape."

"you!"

Guet was suddenly choked by his words, and red light gradually gathered in the palm of his right hand hidden under the black robe.

As if he had noticed the unusual movement under Guette's black robe, Will Crowther narrowed his eyes, a terrifying aura emanating from his body, and he spoke jokingly.

"oh?

Want to take action?

You...can try it."

Feeling the terrifying strength far superior to his own, Guet gritted his teeth in shame and anger, decided to swallow his anger, turned around and dispersed the red light on his hand, not intending to pay any more attention to the bounty hunter who was sent to monitor him.

Will Crowther took his right hand off the sword, crossed his arms over his chest and watched Guette turn and walk towards the ceremony.

"Um...sir, thank you."

The black-robed man who had been kicked down before walked up to him breathlessly, looked at him with some fear, and thanked him.

Will looked at the man in black robe who was frightened by the aura he had exuded before, and asked curiously.

"How did you offend him?"

"Uh... our actions might have been exposed because I didn't destroy Disappearance..." Hearing the words of the man in black robe, Will looked at him in disbelief. He felt that his whole body was shocked. It took him several minutes to recover.

The man in black robe looked at the sturdy man who was suddenly stunned with some nervousness, wondering if he had said something wrong.

Looking at the timid black-robed man, Will sighed in his heart and looked at him in surprise, "You did such a big mistake, and you are still alive?"

The man in black robe raised his head and looked at him nervously, with a worried look on his face. "Originally, those senior officials wanted to execute me, but they let me go because of the plea from one of our villagers, and sent me to do this mission."

Looking at the honest face in front of him, the boy who was probably only sixteen or seventeen years old, Will was a little confused.

"you?

······Is there anyone pleading for you?

Do you know any important person who can save your life in this matter?"

"He's not a big shot, he's from my village, the whole village."

The man in black robe carefully corrected the mistakes in Will's words.

"What?

A village?"

Will suspected that he had heard it wrong and asked again.

"Yes, it's a village."

The man in black robe answered in a serious tone.

After confirming that he had heard correctly, Will's eyes became serious.

Damn it, weren't they all cultists used to deal with the Lord of Kovagr? Why are there still villagers from one village?

Although as a bounty hunter he would do any dirty work for money, and this time he came to help because he owed the Hogg Caravan a life, he still had his own bottom line, and he thought he could not do something like taking a group of villagers to die.

Thinking of this, Will asked the boy in front of him for details again.

"Well, my name is Bandy."

"We, the lower-level believers, are all villagers from a small village in the east. The Hogg caravan behind us saved us when it passed by our village."

"Wait, I saved you?

What happened in your village?"

Will interrupted the boy named Bandy and asked in confusion.

"Our village was attacked that night by the wolf monster and some other monsters that often roam outside the village."

Hearing Will's question, Bendy said with some reminiscence.

“The monsters that attacked this time are really too powerful...” “The village’s guarding forces were killed by the monsters in an instant...” When he said this, the man in black robe seemed to remember something horrible, and a look of fear involuntarily appeared on his face.

“My parents, little Mary, brother Pete... they died right in front of my eyes..." "I didn't have the power to save them... I could only... could only watch them die in front of my eyes... I really... Sob..." As he spoke, Bandy could no longer control his sadness. Tears gradually filled his eyes and finally he burst into tears.

Looking at the boy in front of him who suddenly started crying, he suddenly raised his head and looked sharply at Guete, whose attention was drawn to him, warning him not to interfere in what was happening here.

Looking at Will's sharp eyes, Guette glanced at Bandy who suddenly started crying.

Tsk, none of my business. I wish this guy was dead.

Guet thought angrily, cursing Will in his heart, and walked silently a little further away.

After Will watched Guette walk away, he grabbed the crying Bandy and jumped him to the other side.

I didn't know how to comfort this boy who didn't know what he had been through, so I patted his shoulder helplessly and said, "Don't be sad. When you have the strength, go back and kill those beasts."

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