The second dance round is over.

Ashu Rufate left the dance floor. He felt that he was still energetic and didn't even breathe. But he could see that the other dancers, especially his partner (a woman who took the initiative to invite him, but she was older) were already a little tired. After skipping a dance, the middle-aged woman had already shown obvious fatigue.

It can be seen that a dance consumes a lot of physical strength. But Ashu Rufate found that he had no feeling at all - he had already danced three songs, but he didn't sweat a little, let alone fatigue.

I must have received strict exercise. Ashu Rufate told himself in his heart that he exercised very strictly, so he had good physical strength, or even extraordinary physical strength.

But this is nothing strange. It would be rare if a professional soldier who licks blood from a knife has no good physical strength.

Like before, there was a relaxed and pleasant rhythm between every two dance rounds. While he was planning to do something else, a servant in a uniform hurried to him.

"Mr. Ashurufat?" asked the servant.

"It's me," Ash Rufate replied. The servant immediately handed him a small note and left.

The small note was written in a graceful handwriting. "I'm waiting for you on the edge of the backyard garden." However, there was no signature or any other signs behind it. In addition to these writings, the note also had a relatively strong perfume smell, which seemed to be from a woman's hand. He turned around and wanted to find the servant, but found that the servant had long disappeared from the crowd.

It's really interesting! Ashu Rufat thought to himself. But he also knew some of these rumors that dance parties were social occasions, and the concept of socialization was very wide. In addition, there were many types in aristocratic families who maintained the name of husband and wife, but in fact they were strangers. Did he be attracted to by which woman?

Ashu Rufate thought about it and finally decided to take a look.

As mentioned earlier, this mansion belonging to Baron Raoul is a large building. Although it is not a castle, its actual area is even better than that of the castle. The place where the dance club is located is actually just a hall in the front, and there is also a large garden in the back.

Ashurufat asked the way to the back garden without much effort. It must be said that although there were a lot of guests at this dance, they were almost all concentrated in the front hall of the mansion. Ashurufat came to the entrance of the garden and found that there were not many people around. Those who walked around were only servants from the Baron's mansion, and no one could see. Of course, it was nothing strange for a guest to come out to breathe and enjoy a moment of peace. So the servants did not cause any obstacles to Ashurufat's actions. At most, they just asked him when they passed by.

"The side of the backyard garden" is a vague word that does not indicate the specific location. In other words, Ashu Rufate is likely to have to walk around the garden. The place chosen by this mysterious woman is also very interesting - since there are so few people at the entrance of the garden, then inside, which is the so-called "side", is probably a corner without anyone else. No matter what they say or do, there is no need to worry about a third party accidentally bumping into it.

"Mr. Asu Rufate." A voice sounded. Asu Rufate looked in the voice and saw Lanni who had danced with him before.

Having said that, after the dance just now, he never saw this woman again.

Lanni stood there, covering her face on one side with a handkerchief.

"What happened to you...?"

"It's okay, but I accidentally fell down." Lan Ni replied with a smile, although her smile was a bit reluctant. "You are not planning to go to the garden, are you?"

"I'm sorry, I'm just thinking that." Ashu Rufate replied. "What?"

"I'll tell you a message-I heard someone intends to do your good. They've been ambushing in the garden, and I've seen a few minutes ago with sticks into the garden."

"It's not good for me?" Ashu Rufate asked back.

"Yes, so I'll warn you specifically." Lan Ni replied. "I'm afraid I can't continue dancing like this. I have to go back. Please don't ignore the woman's warning."

"I'll be careful," Ash Rufate replied.

Lan Ni turned around and left, leaving only Ash Rufate alone, looking at the fragrant note in her hand. Carrying a stick? Well, weapons are indeed forbidden at the dance party, but sticks are easy to find anywhere. Ash Rufate thought about it and felt that no matter what, he had to understand who was pushing these conspiracies against him. For example, this is the first time he saw this Yara today.

After all, he doesn't remember the past - if it was the hatred he caused before he lost his memory, then he would better take this opportunity to solve the problem. Some hatred will dilute with time, but some hatred will ferment, and the longer it drags on, the more unfavorable it will be.

He began to walk into the garden. As mentioned before, the Baron's manor had a large garden, and even a small wood. At this moment, all the servants were busy serving the dance party. The garden was silent, and only the moonlight shone quietly above his head.

Ashu Rufate had long discovered that he had a very keen dark vision. But that was nothing, because the book also said that if a person has enough training and a proper diet, he could develop dark vision. Although he himself felt that his dark vision might be a bit exaggerated - because he had almost no difference between watching things at night and during the day, and was visible in slightest.

He stopped by the woods. If he wanted to ambush people here, the nearby area should be the best location. And his hearing also clearly told him that someone was lying in the bushes.

"There's no one else here," he said loudly. "So let's come out and talk."

Three or four figures walked out of the woods, each wearing the gorgeous dress of a dance party, and wearing a mask on his face. Ashu Rufate saw that they were almost holding sticks in their hands, and every move revealed a strong hostility.

Tsk, it seems that it is not a person to communicate with. Asu Ruffat looked around, just like the previous dance. He had no fear at all at this time. This was not a careful consideration, but an instinct. When Lan Ni invited him to dance, he had never considered the matter of "I can't dance". Now that he was attacked by a group of people here, he did not consider the matter of "I can't beat them".

At that time, a man stepped up from the back and waved the stick in his hand and hit Ash Rufate's head.

This is really the most clumsy attack - this idea subconsciously emerged from Ashu Rufate's mind. He was too lazy to avoid it, but he just stretched out his arm to grab the man's wrist in an instant. The masked man struggled, Ashu Rufate squeezed it with all his strength, and directly crushed his wrist bones with terrifying power.

The crisp sound of bone shattering sounded, then the attacker screamed and staggered back with his hand in his arms. He looked up at Ashu Rufate, his eyes filled with surprise and fear.

Ashu Rufate subconsciously understood that he was very familiar with this kind of gaze. He must have seen others looking at him with this kind of gaze countless times.

A warning suddenly rose in my heart. Ashu Rufate took a step back and looked back, and saw someone rushing towards him from behind. The man was holding a stick, but a short sword. This was not a private vent of anger, a fight, but an attack, and a murder.

Ash Rufate suddenly felt his heart beating violently. The dagger that rushed into the air was mixed with the breath of death, activated his instinct. In an instant, countless scenes passed by, both clear and hazy, making people feel breathless. His throat muscles were twitching, but this was not fear, because he understood that the sword looked full of momentum, but in fact it was monotonous and stupid, and it was not worth fearing at all. Even the movements were as slow as a turtle.

He sideways away from the dagger at the last moment. Ash Rufate was able to seize the dagger while dodging, but immediately changed his mind when he saw the sword holder's jealous eyes. His hand only gently rubbed his hands on the hilt of the sword, then stretched out his feet and hooked the foot of the guy who was rushing over.

The guy holding the dagger rushed too hard, and was caught by him and lost his balance, causing him to lose balance to fall to the ground. The dagger in his hand was dropped by a head, and the tip of the sword pierced through his chin, and the back of his head pierced through his brain.

A creepy and shrill scream sounded in the originally quiet garden. Unlike the terrifying cry just now, this is a terrible cry that only happens when humans die. The sound pierces people's eardrums like a sharp cone. Although the people here all came with murderous intentions, death really came, and not on their prey, but on one of their companions, and their fear defeated their courage.

I don’t know who started to escape first, but in a blink of an eye, all the attackers fled in scattered. Ash Rufate did not chase him, but glanced at the guy on the ground and turned around and left.

He left at the right time. Because he didn't return to the dance for a long time, Baron Raoul hurriedly announced the suspension of the dance.

"Gentlemen, report to you a very unfortunate news. Knight Yara suddenly committed suicide in the garden of the house." The Baron announced loudly.

It seemed that the scream of death was too harsh and sharp, which attracted the attention of the servants next to the garden.

"Suicide? Why?" Many people discussed it privately.
Chapter completed!