The red forest in the north of Falcon Town is one of the largest forest areas in the Druswa Mountains.

It occupies one-tenth of the entire mountainous area, but for the past thousand years it has been a forbidden place. The locals say that in the gloomy forest, there is a hidden entrance to hell.

Anyone who dares to enter the forest at will will be dragged into hell by the terrible darkness.

Many people have seen it with their own eyes that the weird beasts made of wood and bones occasionally run out of the forest. They can move themselves, bite people, and wear weird and terrifying masks.

It is a real evil thing.

Although the mountain people of Druswa are indeed strong in the people, they are also superstitious and obscene.

Logically speaking, no matter how much money a Chamber of Commerce pays for logging in a red forest, no one will come to collect.

But the problem is that the background of the Albatross Chamber of Commerce that convened the logging logging this time is not simple.

There is a rumor that behind this chamber of commerce, the most powerful person in the entire Kurtiras was the ancient lord of this dark mountainous area, who ruled the Vicres family that had ruled the Drusva for more than two thousand years.

The business circles in Port Bralles were all crazy, and the rumors were rigorous.

The boss of the Albatross Chamber of Commerce, Herb, held the big man's thigh, and was already the "white glove" of the Vicres family. All the actions he did were instructed by the Vicres family.

The mountain people feared dark things and superstitious legends, but they also had to live and not offend their lords. What's more, the local rule of the Vicres family was very popular.

In addition, the generous Albatross Chamber of Commerce paid a lot of rewards.

Therefore, after the Vicres family knights officially entered the Red Forest, strong mountain loggers came to do their jobs enthusiastically.

But the mountain people only saw the first floor.

They didn't know that behind this logging work in the Red Forest, there was an even more secret operation that was about the safety of this land.

"Take this with you and head to the entrance of the big crypt that the mountain people had accidentally discovered before, light the fire first, and throw this magic scroll into the fire.

I'll prepare enough tinder for you to burn all the dark things near the crypt tonight, and you can go back to Klein to enjoy your life."

On the second floor of the hotel in Falcon Town, in the largest room, Old Herber, a big businessman in a black wool robe, placed a sealed scroll in front of several shrewd and powerful men in black.

He took out a bag full of gold coins from the box next to him and threw it up and down in his hand.

He looked at the men in black in front of him and in a deep voice:

"You know the rules and also know who you are working for, and do things with your heart. Don't say what you shouldn't say."

They took the scroll and the reward in silence, saluted Old Herb, turned around and left the room, without saying a word throughout the process, and looked well-trained.

Under the hoods of these people, there was a badge on their chests, with a bloody hand on them.

They are a thief organization in Druswabian.

Calling himself the "Bare Hand Club" is one of several peripheral organizations of Ravenhoud Manor in Kultilas. Although it belongs to the lower class in the Assassin Alliance system, it is still a truly trained assassin.

Ordinary people cannot reach them.

But Old Herb can, after all, he also serves the big shots.

"Bang, bang"

Old Herb issued a mission to the assassins. The big businessman who was recently proud of himself in Kultilas was about to open a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet to treat him.

But I heard the knock on the door behind me again.

He was stunned for a moment, then he carefully held the gold coin pendant hidden in his shirt, and then opened the door. Several guards in black stood at the door.

He was wearing swords and leather armor, and there was a cold light under his hood. He was obviously a well-trained warrior.

The one they were guarding was a tall lady wearing a coat covering her body. After seeing Old Herb open the door, the lady with long black gloves waved her hand, and several guards immediately dispersed.

They blocked the steps on both sides of the second floor and did not allow others to come up to disturb the secret meeting.

"Mrs. Meredith, you shouldn't have come to this place with such an identity."

Old Herb knew who the visitor was.

He closed the door, and attentively poured a glass of wine for the beautiful lady who had unveiled her hood behind her, and whispered:

“You should be at the estate, or Klein City, now waiting for good news here to be delivered.

We have found the witches who have hidden their heads and tails, and have caught a lot, and soon they will be cleared from this land that belongs to you and Lord Arthur forever."

"I believe that the fighting power of the family knights is as fearless and brave as their mistress, but as the family hostess, I cannot stay at home and pray like other noble ladies."

Miss Meredis, who has been back in Coultilas for more than a month, is still as wise as before.

She wore a well-fitting hunting suit and long boots, and hid her graceful curves under her coat, and tied her hair into long braids that were convenient for movement, looking heroic.

There was also a long lady's sword tied around her waist, and the hilt decorated with roses looked like a samurai. In addition to being beautiful, it added a bit of heroic spirit.

This is really a woman who is good at dressing up and knows when to wear what clothes to wear.

She took the wine glass given by Old Herb, took a sip, moistened her throat, and then walked to the window on the second floor of the hotel, looking at the red python that spread like a red python in the north under the setting sun, covering most of the mountainous areas.

She said:

"The Vicres family has been martial for many years.

My Arthur's soon-to-rule Druswa is a place of tough folk customs. Neither the family nor his leaders will accept a young lady from the upper class but extremely delicate ones as their mistress.

I have to show strong enough to earn more praise for me and my Arthur.

Besides, when Arthur was expeditioning the Orcs, his father was the only one in charge of the Vicres family, and that was also my future father. I should share his worries and solve his problems.

This is my responsibility.

After seeing the various evil witches found by the family knights in the Red Forest, the old Lord was very angry. The devout believer did not allow such darkness to appear in his territory.

I also don’t allow these mice to lurk in this mountainous area, laying hidden dangers for my Arthur’s future rule.

Now the warriors under His Highness the Prince and the Great Eland Mage stay at Druswa. They are real strong supporters and the best opportunity for us to eliminate these dark forces lurking in the Druswa Mountains in one fell swoop!”

The Lordesha held the wine glass in his hand, and the crystal clear cup reflected her radiant face and her beautiful and sharp eyes.

She turned her head and said to Herb:

“I will clear out all dangers for my reign before my Arthur, with the glory of the warriors, to clear out all dangers for his reign, and this is my gift to my beloved.

This is also a contribution to the cause of His Highness the Prince.

Old Herbert, is the terrifying and powerful ghost ship of His Highness the Prince satisfied with the wood we contributed?"

“According to the great mage of Elland, the wood stained with darkness is not enough to restore the Nagfal to its might. But magical oak is not easy to find.

I have searched for the best wood throughout the territory of Kurtiras through my channels.”

Old Herb replied softly:

"It takes some time to get it all together. However, compared to those carefully selected dark woods, the Nagfal seems to be more interested in the witches in the past few days...

I mean their hopelessly dark souls.”

"Um?"

Mrs. Meredith was stunned for a moment, and she asked:

"What does this mean?"

“This is a bit difficult to explain.”

Old Herb showed a strange expression, and then made a "please" posture, saying:

"Madam, just follow me to see it. But that scene is a little evil. Maybe you should be mentally prepared in advance."

More than ten minutes later, the Lord's wife, who was guarded by a group of assassins of the bare-handed club, first inspected the warehouse where the wood was stored, and encouraged the local loggers as a representative of the Vicres family.

Then, under the leadership of Old Herber, he came to a dark woodland on the coast of Falcon Town.

It is close to the marina coast, and fences are set up around it. Armed employees of the Albatross Chamber of Commerce patrol the surroundings and prevent others from getting closer.

Mrs. Meredith held the hilt of her waist and walked towards the shore for a few minutes before seeing an unexpected thing.

Several gallows erected in the forest.

There are also the combat crew members from the Nagfal, who are busy there silently. They have separated from the Nagfal and have become dry and bleak undead under the influence of the cursed gold coins.

But they are all wearing heavy armor, so they can't see anything strange on the outside.

These knights, who were emitting cold air all over their bodies, dragged the witches who had been caught from the Red Forest and other areas to the gallows.

Ignore their struggles.

Put the blood-stained lasso on these guys' necks covered with wrinkles and rotten sores.

No matter what their appearance and shape were before, these witches had been transformed into an extremely ugly form after receiving the power of darkness.

They were like thin old ladies in their seventies and eighties. After allowing evil forces to twist their souls, they would then distort their bodies. As the price of losing their youth and normal life, they only received these insignificant powers.

The most tragic thing is that these local peasant girls voluntarily pursued the power of darkness for various reasons and voluntarily fell into what they are now.

"Damn pirates! You are destroying the holy land of Drust! Lord Gaolek Toul will not let you go! The curse from hell will swallow you evil people!"

An old witch with a hunched body and a stinky body was stolen by a noose.

Like a chicken about to be slaughtered, she cursed the knights coming out of the deep sea with her sharp and weird sound, like a midnight crow crow.

Her faint magic is useless to the Necromancers holding cursed gold coins of the Nagfal.
To be continued...