Yarinks North, Yorktown.

Tens of thousands of troops were stationed outside the town, and a large number of soldiers from the south flocked to this small town, bringing a lot of vitality to this small town.

A large amount of food was moved out of York town and transported to the barracks to replenish the food consumed during the march.

"Hey! Henry! Be careful with me, boy! Don't get the meat dirty! Otherwise, those officers' swords will not be eye-catching!"

Hank, the owner of the tavern, shouted loudly at porters. Although Henry is an old employee in his tavern, it is not usual now and there is no room for mistakes.

"I will pay attention!"

Henry wiped the sweat from his forehead and carefully pushed the crooked pieces of meat back. While the truck stopped, he quietly looked at the barracks next to him.

The military camps in the suburbs were endless and the specific number could not be confirmed at all.

Moreover, it is said that the Pioneer Army marched overnight and was not here.

According to the news, there are at least 40,000 main forces and logistics personnel here.

After retracting his gaze as if nothing had happened, Henry continued to push the truck forward and soon arrived at the camp where the logistics forces were stationed.

"Finally come! Hurry! It delayed the supper of His Majesty Gillard and the guests. No one of you can afford it!"

An officer who looked like a chef shouted loudly: "Is this the best meat steak in the town?"

Hank said with a smile: "This is the best meat chop in our town. I can guarantee that no one else will have any better one."

"Has it been processed? It doesn't look very fresh, so hurry up and push it into the kitchen. What are you still standing there when you want to eat the freshest meat chops in your majesty?"

The soldiers pushed the meat into the kitchen. When the chef officer saw that Hank had not left, he frowned and said impatiently: "Go quickly and go quickly."

"That... money..."

"Hmph, I'll come over such a stale meat cutlet and it's good if I didn't ask you for your sins. I'm so embarrassed to ask for money!"

The chef took out the money bag with impatient look. Hank's eyes lit up. The next moment the chef took out a copper plate and threw it to Hank: "Take it and get out of here!"

Hank was confused: "One, a copper coin!"

"Why? Not enough? I'll give you more if you need it!?"

As soon as the chef finished speaking, a group of soldiers surrounded him, and the cold weapon made Hank’s neck chill.

"Sorry, everyone, the boss has calculated the wrong account. It's enough, it's enough."

Henry pulled Hank's clothes with a smile, winked at several companions, then turned around and left in a hurry.

The logistics soldiers did not have the aura of evil...

Henry frowned as he walked back, sensing the evil aura around him.

Henry is the eyeliner hidden in Yorktown by the Holy See. He is one of the alternate knights of the Knights Templar. Although he is not strong, he can also feel the fluctuations of evil aura.

After receiving the notice from the Holy See, Henry has been vigilant, and today is the best opportunity.

At this moment, Henry suddenly felt a cold chill on his back, and the holy light in his body subconsciously was about to fight back. He immediately controlled the power of the holy light and tried his best to suppress the hostility.

Cold!

fear!

despair!

die!

Henry never felt death so close to him as he is now!

He could even hear his heartbeat, and deafening sounds echoed in his ears. Time seemed to have become very slow, and some very terrifying scenes appeared in his mind.

The dewormed corpses lay on their backs and then fell into the darkness. When the light lit up, they found themselves in a closed room full of arthropods, and the rotten smell filled their nasal cavity...

Henry's body trembled constantly, and no one knew that what he feared the most was multi-arthropods and confined spaces.

He knew he couldn't look back.

But the mission...

Henry suddenly staggered under his feet, dragging Hank to the ground, covered in mud.

Hank screamed: "Henry!!! Do you know how many gold coins I spent on this outfit??"

"Report, sorry, I, I..."

Henry lay on the ground and stuttered, his eyes taking the opportunity to look back.

That man in black?

Just a glance, Henry's courage seemed to be taken away, and his whole body was extremely limp. He used all his strength to get himself up again.

"Hahahaha... these guys were actually scared to death."

The chef and the soldiers around him burst into laughter. The man in black turned his head and looked at him, his eyes falling on Henry.

"Hey... that boy... you wait..."

A cold and hoarse voice suddenly came, and Henry's body suddenly stiffened: Have you been discovered!?

The cold air was getting closer and closer, and Henry could clearly feel that the other party had come to his back. As long as he gently touched his hand, he could pierce his heart.

what to do?

Counterattack?

Escape?

still

"Raise your hands."

The cold arms passed by his cheap side, then opened their palms, and more than a dozen golden coins fell into Henry's hands, and then the man's voice sounded in his ear: "The meat steak is very good... This is for you."

His voice was cold and hoarse, like the sound of rough gauze slipping past the metal surface, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

"Thank you, thank you..."

Henry squeezed out the last trace of air in his lungs before saying these two words. In his eyes, the gold coins in his hand emitted a faint black air, and the hot temperature burned his palms.

After he finished speaking, suddenly, he returned from the cold ice field to the warm spring.

The man in black has gone back.

"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you leave quickly?"

Hank took away the gold coins from his hand and urged them to leave the place in surprise and joy.

These ghost soldiers don’t understand what politeness is! Seeing their greedy eyes, Hank always feels that he will be stripped naked at any time!

"Great Lord Lasani, you are too kind to them."

The chef smiled and said, "It is their duty to provide us with food, and it is okay not to pay."

The man in black named Lasani casually pointed at the chef's eyebrows: "I don't need to talk too much when doing things..."

The chef suddenly froze there, as if it turned into a stone. After a while, his ears, eyes, nostrils, and mouth began to bleed continuously, and his chest was rising and falling rapidly, and he was panting like a cow.

"ah"

The chef suddenly roared in extreme horror, then glared at him, and the chef with a twisted face fell to the ground and died in extreme fear.

Lasani pointed at a chef next to him and said lightly: "Now you are the chef, drag this pile of rotten meat out to feed the dog."

The surprise falling from the sky diluted the fear of Lhasani. The new chef respectfully sent the evil star Lhasani away, and then dealt with the body of his previous boss according to his order.

"Lathani, where have you been?"

Standing at the entrance of the tent, holding red wine gracefully was Marcus, who had disappeared for a long time.

"Bored, I went to have some fun."

Marcus grinned: "Go in, our Majesty Gillard is going to discuss with us how to attack Taris."

There were constant screams of a man's pain and a girl's crying in horror.

"Please, Your Majesty Gillard, I am willing to give you all my things, let my father go!"

"Do you think your humble body is worthy of the noble King? Your expression is more attractive than your body..."

“It’s so boring…”

Marcus shrugged: "As a person, he always has a little bit of his own hobbies. When his inner desires are amplified, it becomes more obvious. Obviously, our Majesty loves himself more than a woman's body."

On the other side.

After hurriedly leaving the barracks area, the sweat on Henry's face slowly disappeared. After carefully observing, he confirmed that no one was following him, he said anxiously: "Hank! Give me those gold coins!"

"Henry! Are you crazy?? I'm the boss!"

"I know! But there are problems with those gold coins!"

Hank laughed and said, "Of course there is a problem! There is a big problem! That steak is only worth five gold coins, but the kind guest gave me... I count... Ah, there are thirteen gold coins! Haha!"

"I'm not talking about this! Those gold coins have evil powers! They must be handed over to the Lord of the Lord to purify!"

"Of course I know that gold coins are the source of all evil... Oh, I wish there were more gold coins to corrupt me... As for purification, don't worry, I go to the church every month to donate money, and it has been purified very thoroughly, haha!"
To be continued...