The fourth quarter of the car team

Delux is really not a big place. The so-called big search in the city starts in the morning and ends completely before lunch. Of course, no results have been achieved.

However, after receiving the news, Perrin didn't seem surprised. He just reminded him to strengthen his control over food. Although the two dark witches can hide outside the city, the food must be purchased in the city.

However, although Tyro is small, it is impossible for thirty soldiers to truly blockade. Moreover, over the past period of time, the number of people coming and going in this small town has increased significantly.

That's because a large caravan is coming to Tirol.

This is a rare event for the remote Tyro. For Tyro, the trade contacts outside have been carried out through the fragments of small merchants. They are those liars who drive a carriage, fill all kinds of messy miscellaneous items, and then talk about the scammers who are lying to death without paying their lives.

A real caravan - meaning rich commodities, cheap prices and many experiences from all over the world - is always attractive to people. Many farmers in rural farms, herders in the desert, hunters and others, all rushed to the city at this moment. They either found a residence at the house of relatives in the city, or simply found a place outside the city to set up a tent. Anyway, such remote towns have empty spaces.

Ashrufate walked by in a variety of tents, with people coming from all directions everywhere. In this case, it was difficult to find two girls who were deliberately hiding... Well, even if it was not incredible, at least it was very difficult. Of course, not to mention that he had never planned to search for it seriously.

If the Holy Knights were allowed to know his true identity, they would probably draw their swords at each other without hesitation. So from his position, he would naturally not be able to do his best to help the church. Perfunctory things is already the best attitude. Anyway, in a few days, he would have to escort the caravan away from here according to the scheduled plan.

The respectable mayor of Tyro has repeatedly emphasized this point that it is imperative and cannot be broken. Any religious obligation must be given way in the face of money.

Ashu Rufate walked around the tent bush, and took it as if the search had been completed and turned around. At this moment, he saw a figure appearing in front of him. It was a girl wearing a cloak of desert herders' long swords. The hood covered her face, but her long braids hung from the hood, and her slightly blue silver hair was very eye-catching in the sun. The girl was standing there, obviously waiting for him.

He suddenly felt a headache.

...

Ashurufat, the captain of the garrison of Tilro; the nation is unknown; the place of birth is unknown; the appearance is about twenty to thirty years old; possess a magic sword that can be summoned at any time; the physical strength, speed, and reflection are much greater than that of ordinary soldiers; have the ability to cast strange magic, and his magic does not belong to the category of the eight magic winds... It is inferred that he does not have obvious malice, but the use of force to suppress it exceeds the existing ability... In summary, he can only try to obtain his assistance through negotiation...

...

Ashu Rufate tried to pretend not to see it and walked past the girl. But one hand grabbed his sleeve.

"Captain Ashu Rufate," he heard the girl say. "I have something to ask you for help."

"Help? Oh, no, thank you, I'm not available." Ashu Rufat tried not to look at the other person. He continued to move forward, but the girl pulled her very tightly and he couldn't get out.

"Okay, what are you looking for me?" Ashu Rufate finally gave up. When trouble comes, it is often futile to ignore and avoid trouble. "The knights of the True God Church are chasing you, and I will listen to their orders for the time being. Now give me a reason not to capture you immediately and give it to the Holy Knights."

"Because I know that a warrior like you will not harm a weak girl who has no power."

"A dark witch cannot be called "The Powerlessness of a Chicken-Binding" I think you are actually very good at fighting..."

"That's my sister, not me. I'm Xingjian..."

"Okay, at least you two sisters are good at fighting overall. I believe you can protect yourself without…"

He couldn't say anything anymore because the girl looked up at him, her eyes full of tears.

The girl named Xingjian is still very young. She is fifteen years old and is just a grown-up. The tenderness revealed in the girl's face makes her look younger than she is. A hint of haggardness condenses on the corners of her eyebrows, which cannot make her look more mature, but makes her look more pitiful. Through this cloak, he can see that the corners of Xingjian's clothes have been worn and her face is a little dirty. In this kind of escape life, there is no time to pay attention to personal appearance.

"My sister and I don't want to do anything bad...we just want to... go back to our hometown...but now, if we can't leave, we will all die here..."

She knelt down, lowered her head to him, and pleaded softly.

"So, I hope Captain, you can take us away from here by taking advantage of the opportunity to protect the caravan... Although this is a very willful request, we really have no other way."

"What benefits can I give me? I am a mercenary, so I can't do my work in vain." Ashu Rufate sighed.

"But we don't have much money... By the way, there's only this." Xingjian took out a blue jewelry from his body. "This is what our mother left to us..."

"Poor!" Carrie's figure appeared in front, and her face clearly expressed disdain. "Taking the last property from a crying girl. Master, you're so bad doing this!"

"I don't want this thing." Ashu Rufate pushed the jewelry back without even taking a closer look. "I want something else."

"But we have already..."

"After taking you away, both of you sisters will spend one night with me!" Ashu Rufat replied slowly. "The two of you will spend one night with me. If you agree, I will agree to help you."

"Ah," Xingjian opened his eyes wide. After hesitating for a few seconds, she bit her lip. "Okay, that's it. When the caravan is about to set off, we will come to find you, Captain."

"Well, I will think of an excuse to take you all away at that time."

The girl disappeared into the jungle of the tent, and Ashu Rufate lowered his head and sighed again.

"Master, you are like this and coercing a girl... This is a very despicable behavior..."

"I know whether it is despicable or not!" Ashu Rufate yelled at Carrie in the field of thinking. He turned around and strode away from here and walked towards the hall of Deluo's convention. The Holy Knights - there were five of them in total, but Ashu Rufate believed that there must be more people who did not show up in public - were waiting for him.

"Get nothing. My subordinates and I have tried our best." Ashu Rufate, who had just wandered around, shrugged and made a helpless expression.

"Indeed, it is very difficult to search for two people right now." Perrin did not have any impatient expression. "The situation is too complicated. We can only continue to wait. After the caravan leaves, this chaos will end. At that time, the search work will definitely achieve twice the result with half the effort. The black magic mastered by the two witches can make them hiding in the crowd very conveniently."

"When it comes to black magic, to be honest, I want to know, black magic is really that dangerous? I mean..."

"Captain, I know you have a certain level of understanding of magic. As a mercenary, it is always good to have more knowledge. I fully understand your thoughts and your doubts. But in fact, black magic is much more dangerous than we think. Our ordinary magic, that is, the "Eight Winds of Magic", is essentially the energy flowing in this world. Manipulating these energy to use magic is in a sense the same as manipulating cannons to emit shells and scattering machines to throw stones. Although it also requires some professional skills, it is enough to use it.

It has great power, but it is an external force, and the manipulator itself is still a human. But the black magic energy... is a kind of energy deposited after the eight winds of magic is mixed and deposited, and the deadly silence is. Those who use black magic must gather the black magic energy in their bodies before they can use it. This is the root of everything. Dark wizards, even if their original intention is good, the essence of this magic ultimately leads them to a path to darkness, and the magic of black magic will inevitably twist their minds."

"Captain Ashrufate, I believe you have heard of dimensional stones. When the energy of the black magic has accumulated to a certain level, it will condense into this stone. Anyone who contacts dimensional stones without protection will lead to madness. This has long been proven by countless examples. There are also vampires, you must have heard of vampires. Vampires are the end point of the fall of dark wizards, becoming a monster that feeds on blood and completely loses humanity. So please believe in the judgment of the True God Church. What you do is sacred and unquestionable, and don't bear unnecessary psychological burdens."

"Yeah, I understand." When he heard the word vampire, Ash Rufate's face couldn't help but change. Although he tried his best to cover it up, he did not escape Perrin's eagle-like eyes.

"Then I'll say goodbye first, and let's make plans after the caravan leaves."

Watching him leave, Perrin looked at his companions.

"Did you feel it?" the Holy Knight whispered. "We Captain Ashurufate, there seems to be some secret hidden from us. We need to strengthen our observation of him."

When Ash Rufate returned to his residence, he was carrying a freshly bought fat chicken.

He walked into the kitchen, slaughtered the chicken very quickly, pouring a large bowl of chicken blood. Ashu Rufate picked up the bowl, and just smelled the chicken blood at close range, he felt the urge to vomit.

"Master, what are you doing?" Carrie asked in confusion in her mind.

"Carrie, will I definitely become a vampire? Is it possible...because something wrong or something?"

"This, there is indeed such a possibility. According to my calculations, the probability is one in four million. But I have told you that even if you become a vampire, you don't really need blood. It's just a psychological abnormality caused by physiological changes, it's..."

"That's great..." Ashu Rufate murmured to himself in a low voice, not hearing what Carrie was saying later.
Chapter completed!