The morning sunlight illuminated the land of Vic Village, and also made Count Francis, who had not slept all night, stand up.

His eyes were red and his brows were slightly frowning, and he was obviously not in a good mood.

Not far away, the confidant who was supposed to have arrived here before dawn was late at this time. This abnormality that should not have occurred made Francis have some ominous premonitions - as expected, the news brought by the other party made him squint:

"Sir, the orcs sent a scout team to kill ten people."

This sentence changed Frances's face. He narrowed his eyes, and his handsome face suddenly became extremely sinister, and he said in a deep voice, "Fortress Consetton will not support him. Do those soldiers around her have such skills?"

The facts were obviously worse than Francis expected. When he learned from his confidant that Sally had escaped inexplicably after Lao Gesson and others died, the count suddenly felt that he had been put on a trick.

Who is it? Who is it?

It is definitely not an easy thing to be able to take ruthless measures against her own sister. It is a road without looking back. Sally must die. If she returns to her father Duke Russifron alive and waits for her.

Francis narrowed his eyes, and his fists clenched, and he slammed on the table.

"Send a team to intercept the way, and don't let her return to Hollier alive, and let Conseton send troops - in the name of intercepting orcs."

Behind the calm words is the caution mixed with anger and anxiety, and his words are even more in line with the sentence: Behind all evil, there can be an excuse for "justice" on the surface.

Francis knew this well, so power was in his hands and became a weapon that was even more terrifying than a sharp blade.

Looking at the dark green forest on the horizon south of Vick Village, the Duke's eldest son's face was unstable - if Sally entered the Jingyu Forest, it would be difficult to deal with...

As a nobleman who knew what rumors were in that forest, Francis was absolutely unwilling to send someone to search for her whereabouts.

However, he would not have thought that the scene he least wanted to appear eventually happened because of Roddy, a special existence that broke into the historical turbulence.

"Are you sure this won't be discovered?"

Just six or seven kilometers away, Sally, looking at Vic Village, asked in a low voice to Roddy beside her.

After being carried by the other party for five hours, Sally could finally walk down the ground, which shows that the knee contusion was not as serious as expected. But what troubled Sally now was that her relationship with Roddy seemed to have become very delicate.

The shame and anger gradually became suppressed, and he followed him silently, occasionally speaking, and the attitude between the two was a little cold. Sally was unwilling to believe the exaggerated reason Roddy had mentioned before. In the Kingdom of Karen, a great lord might have some credibility to talk about saving the country, but if a scout who didn't even have the rank of a second lieutenant said this... I'm afraid everyone would just treat it as a joke.

However, the person who said this "joke" in front of Sally did not laugh, so the "joke" itself became a seed, which was rooted in her heart without any notice...

In this hierarchical society, the gap between the duke's daughter and the border soldiers is obvious - but when the scene changes, the two of them share weal and woe, the gap in status narrows inadvertently.

"He is not in a large-scale search now, so he can only search on the way to Hollier City to the south. Consetton's troops will only appear here in at least the afternoon, and by then, we have entered the Jingyu Forest."

Roddy answered her question in a low voice. The two were not walking alone on the road at this moment. In the early morning, there were many travelers and carriages carrying carriages on this road that ran through the territory and villages. Now they were following behind one of the inconspicuous caravans.

Put away the arm armor and exchanged it with broken leather armor for a robe worn by the beggar on the roadside. The bow of the bow string was removed like a twisted hoe. The scimitar was wrapped in snail. Roddy's appearance at this time was completely different from the cold-blooded warrior who raised his knife to cut off the orc's head last night. Instead, it looked no different from a poor farmer. On the other side, Sally, who was rubbed with dirt by Roddy's dirty face, looked like a village woman who escaped. The comfortable cloth shoes were asked to take off by Roddy, wrapped in a rag and stuffed on her belly to change her originally slender figure. Although Sally, who had never walked barefoot, it was difficult for her to accept this method of disguise, she knew that if she didn't do this, she would probably be discovered and dragged out to death as soon as possible.

Although he understood that Roddy's starting point was good, Sally always thought that the guy in front of him seemed to be flirting with him - he must have walked so fast on purpose... Don't he know that his feet will hurt?

It was intentional...it must have been intentional...he must have thought he was too spoiled...

Originally, the other party had some sense changes because she walked on her back for several hours, but when she thought of this, she couldn't help but gritted her teeth. She didn't know how many words she cursed him in her heart, but she didn't say anything, just trying to catch up with him.

"You must not let him look down on yourself!"

Although Sally didn't understand why she was "showing off" in front of a scout captain, she did rely on her will to endure the pain until now.

"They're out."

Roddy suddenly stopped and turned his head to look at the cavalry team running towards the distance across the road. The tense nerves finally relaxed. After confirming that the cavalry disappeared from sight, Roddy immediately took Sally away from the road and walked straight towards the Jingyu Forest that was already close in front of him.

"We really want to enter this forest?"

The quiet and quiet Jingyu Forest was right in front of her, but Sally asked Roddy beside her a little uneasy because of the rumors, and followed Roddy all the way here. Sally no longer doubted that he had the ability to take her to escape these interceptions and pursuits, but she was a little hesitant about breaking into the forest that her father had severely warned her not to enter.

"You know what's in the forest?"

Roddy asked without looking back.

Sally frowned and wanted to nod, but saw Roddy's expression. She thought for a few seconds and replied seriously: "My father warned me... If possible, never try to step into this forest."

"Your father is right." Roddy's answer made Sally raise her eyebrows. She thought she would hear the other party's disdainful rebuttal, but she didn't expect Roddy's tone to surprise her sincerely. "This is not an exaggeration, the forest is indeed dangerous...but that's only for those who are not familiar with it."

Stepping into the shadows brought by the towering woods, Roddy turned around and looked at Sally, who suddenly stopped, stood outside the forest, took off the horn bow behind her and held it in her hand, and whispered: "If I have the ability to travel through it, would you believe me?"

believe?

When this word appeared in her mind, Sally realized that she had actually made some decisions.

.

It's noon.

The black smoke floated up from the horizon, causing farmers who had not seen this scene for many years to stop and stare, and a little hesitation appeared in their hearts. However, in an era when communications could only be conveyed by verbal communication, most people may have to learn about the "migration" that happened last night and the fact that Fenx Village was robbed this morning.

No matter what conditions the witch doctor Sarota promised Count Francis, the robbery of the village would never be spared for the orcs. The barrenness of the orc empire is almost unimaginable to humans. Their technological level determines the result of the overall low productivity. Relying on nomads and not farming, not only does the grain output completely incomparable to humans, but the so-called weapons and equipment are also left ten streets by the Karen Kingdom. The lack of mineral resources makes their weapons and equipment only describe them as "simplicity". These orcs who live on the Naihemian plains in tribal form live a hungry and full life all year round. When the years are poor, a large number of dead herders also occur.

So at this time, even if it was just an empty village for humans, the orcs would want to scrape away the land.

Not only did they rob everything like digging three feet into the ground, but these savage guys also set fire to the fire before leaving.

The rolling smoke stimulated the nerves of the entire Karen Kingdom like the war smoke that had not been ignited for hundreds of years. The villagers of Fenx Village who had evacuated to Broy Town seemed to have just woken up from a nightmare. After realizing that everything was safe and sound, they were extremely grateful to the scouts who brought the news and asked them to evacuate, and even the butler Hall had to apologize for yesterday's attitude with a stiff smile.

Carter and Ruger were surrounded by people's cheers, but they did not seem to be as excited or excited as they should be. Only a few people, including the original second lieutenant Soderl of Fenx Village, discovered the strangeness in the scout team.

Soderol didn't look tired, and in fact, assisting the villagers in evacuation was completely effortless for him, but his keen intuition told him that someone seemed to be in trouble.

"Where has Roddy gone?"

He asked Carter, who was packing his luggage and replied naturally: "Miss Sally asked him to follow Conseton, and he said that if he hadn't appeared in Broy today, let's go directly to Nolan Village."

These are Roddy's original words. The situation was urgent at the time, and Carter didn't care about it. However, when he repeated these words, he seemed to have noticed some problems and his expression gradually became hesitant...

Sodlor narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "He didn't say anything else? Why did Miss Sally insist on following him alone? This should be the first time Roddy has seen Miss Sally?"

"Well... Maybe he wants to talk to Miss Sally alone about something. I don't know much about the specifics-"

Carter didn't know how to explain it, and the meaning of excuses was obvious in his words.

After hearing this, Soderol nodded, and stopped asking questions with tactfulness. Then he changed the subject and said, "I... thought about it for a while, and hoped to follow you to Nolan Village. The main thing is to meet Captain Roddy. Without him, maybe all my people would die in Fenx Village. I cannot thank you for this kindness."

Carter thought about this and felt that he had no reason to refute Sodlor, so he nodded in agreement. So the lieutenant explained the task to his subordinates who were not close to him, then rode on his horse and followed the two teams of scouts in Nolan Village toward the northeast.

But as soon as he walked out of the village entrance, Carter saw a fast-moving cavalry unit on the horizon in the distance. The number of people exceeded 100, which seemed to be huge. He asked casually: "Where did that team come from? Consetton Fortress? Or where?"

Soderol happened to follow him, and when he saw this scene, he was obviously stunned. He used to be a lieutenant in Consetton Fortress, and was officially demoted here for offending the little man. When he saw those familiar team flags, he could naturally distinguish the other party's identity.

But because he knew the other party's identity, the answer he wanted to blurt out became hesitant... The morning sunlight illuminated the land of Vic Village, and at the same time, Earl Frances, who had not slept all night, stood up.

His eyes were red and his brows were slightly frowning, and he was obviously not in a good mood.

Not far away, the confidant who was supposed to have arrived here before dawn was late at this time. This abnormality that should not have occurred made Francis have some ominous premonitions - as expected, the news brought by the other party made him squint:

"Sir, the orcs sent a scout team to kill ten people."

This sentence changed Frances's face. He narrowed his eyes, and his handsome face suddenly became extremely sinister, and he said in a deep voice, "Fortress Consetton will not support him. Do those soldiers around her have such skills?"

The facts were obviously worse than Francis expected. When he learned from his confidant that Sally had escaped inexplicably after Lao Gesson and others died, the count suddenly felt that he had been put on a trick.

Who is it? Who is it?

It is definitely not an easy thing to be able to take ruthless measures against her own sister. It is a road without looking back. Sally must die. If she returns to her father Duke Russifron alive and waits for her.

Francis narrowed his eyes, and his fists clenched, and he slammed on the table.

"Send a team to intercept the way, and don't let her return to Hollier alive, and let Conseton send troops - in the name of intercepting orcs."

Behind the calm words is the caution mixed with anger and anxiety, and his words are even more in line with the sentence: Behind all evil, there can be an excuse for "justice" on the surface.

Francis knew this well, so power was in his hands and became a weapon that was even more terrifying than a sharp blade.

Looking at the dark green forest on the horizon south of Vick Village, the Duke's eldest son's face was unstable - if Sally entered the Jingyu Forest, it would be difficult to deal with...

As a nobleman who knew what rumors were in that forest, Francis was absolutely unwilling to send someone to search for her whereabouts.

However, he would not have thought that the scene he least wanted to appear eventually happened because of Roddy, a special existence that broke into the historical turbulence.

"Are you sure this won't be discovered?"

Just six or seven kilometers away, Sally, looking at Vic Village, asked in a low voice to Roddy beside her.

After being carried by the other party for five hours, Sally could finally walk down the ground, which shows that the knee contusion was not as serious as expected. But what troubled Sally now was that her relationship with Roddy seemed to have become very delicate.

The shame and anger gradually became suppressed, and he followed him silently, occasionally speaking, and the attitude between the two was a little cold. Sally was unwilling to believe the exaggerated reason Roddy had mentioned before. In the Kingdom of Karen, a great lord might have some credibility to talk about saving the country, but if a scout who didn't even have the rank of a second lieutenant said this... I'm afraid everyone would just treat it as a joke.

However, the person who said this "joke" in front of Sally did not laugh, so the "joke" itself became a seed, which was rooted in her heart without any notice...

In this hierarchical society, the gap between the duke's daughter and the border soldiers is obvious - but when the scene changes, the two of them share weal and woe, the gap in status narrows inadvertently.

"He is not in a large-scale search now, so he can only search on the way to Hollier City to the south. Consetton's troops will only appear here in at least the afternoon, and by then, we have entered the Jingyu Forest."

Roddy answered her question in a low voice. The two were not walking alone on the road at this moment. In the early morning, there were many travelers and carriages carrying carriages on this road that ran through the territory and villages. Now they were following behind one of the inconspicuous caravans.

Put away the arm armor and exchanged it with broken leather armor for a robe worn by the beggar on the roadside. The bow of the bow string was removed like a twisted hoe. The scimitar was wrapped in snail. Roddy's appearance at this time was completely different from the cold-blooded warrior who raised his knife to cut off the orc's head last night. Instead, it looked no different from a poor farmer. On the other side, Sally, who was rubbed with dirt by Roddy's dirty face, looked like a village woman who escaped. The comfortable cloth shoes were asked to take off by Roddy, wrapped in a rag and stuffed on her belly to change her originally slender figure. Although Sally, who had never walked barefoot, it was difficult for her to accept this method of disguise, she knew that if she didn't do this, she would probably be discovered and dragged out to death as soon as possible.

Although he understood that Roddy's starting point was good, Sally always thought that the guy in front of him seemed to be flirting with him - he must have walked so fast on purpose... Don't he know that his feet will hurt?

It was intentional...it must have been intentional...he must have thought he was too spoiled...

Originally, the other party had some sense changes because she walked on her back for several hours, but when she thought of this, she couldn't help but gritted her teeth. She didn't know how many words she cursed him in her heart, but she didn't say anything, just trying to catch up with him.

"You must not let him look down on yourself!"

Although Sally didn't understand why she was "showing off" in front of a scout captain, she did rely on her will to endure the pain until now.
To be continued...