Blood of Mercury

"I shouldn't have forgiven him..."

Roland murmured, his face gloomy.

Akajika next to him heard the words and showed a puzzled expression: "What did you say?"

"...Sorry, I'm the one who caused you trouble," Roland took a deep breath, a sharp and cold arc appeared on the corner of his mouth, "They came to me."

"Private enemy?"

Arsu narrowed his eyes and asked solemnly.

Roland nodded silently.

Yes, he knew the man.

Although he didn't know his name, Roland almost killed him once.

This blond young man was the Ashes who led the team that Roland met in Stubborn Oak Lock. Roland used time difference and psychological tactics to play him badly, but because of the anger of Marco and Wind Whisperer, Roland did not kill them, but chose to scare them away.

Now Roland regrets it a little.

At that time, Roland had just arrived in the world of Farnes, and his way of thinking had not completely changed. Not realizing that there are actually a lot of loopholes in your own behavior. Looking back now, even if he didn't kill them, at least Roland had to take those few notes away. As something that only Roland had, those pieces of paper were too iconic for Roland.

Because only Roland holds those pieces of paper, it can be regarded as Roland's personal belongings. If you use the divine spell of prophecy on those few notes, there is a high chance that Roland's information will be detected.

Now I'm afraid it's them who will settle the bill.

It's just that Roland doesn't know if this is his personal behavior or the collective action of the Ashes. He had to know about it before he could make arrangements for what happened next.

If it is the former, then Roland has a way to solve it; but if it is the latter, Roland must have some spare energy so that he will not be too embarrassed in the face of emergencies.

Gotta figure out a way... figure out a way to test them out.

- and then killed him.

Glancing at the silent Roland, Chikajika didn't speak either, he just stretched out his hand and grabbed Roland's hair.

"Don't be afraid, Roland."

He grinned. A beautiful smile on a face that would not be recognized as a woman.

"Don't be afraid," he repeated, "it's just a group of teens. Roland, remember. You're Arsu's disciple—"

"Remember, if someone wants to plot against you, you can cut him with a sword; if you can't cut him, you can ask me to cut him together!"

Hearing this, Roland was startled.

"……what."

Feel the warmth on the top of your head. For a while, Roland didn't know what kind of expression he should make.

...let's take this sentence as goodwill.

"Go to Marquis Saya first. I have something to deal with."

Roland was silent for a long time, and then said in a low voice.

The lead Titan was a cultist—a considerable advance for the investigation requested by the Marquis of Saya. But if it was just this sentence, it was not enough for Marquis Saya to protect Roland.

On one side is the regular army of his own country, and on the other side is an unidentified foreigner. Who to trust can be seen at a glance.

Roland needs more and stronger evidence to prove that he is a cult so he can completely make Marquis Saya on his side. It just so happened that Roland needed to investigate the truth of the Ashes, see whether it was his personal actions or the collective actions of the Ashes, and take some countermeasures.

So Roland opened his mouth and said to Akakajika: "You walk along this road for less than a thousand meters, turn in that direction where you see a huge oak tree, and you will see Marquis Saya's house. already."

"Okay! That's how it should be!"

Probably because of a misunderstanding, Akakajika suddenly showed a relieved expression: "I am waiting for your good news at Master Saya's house."

Say so. He patted Roland on the shoulder hard, and walked towards the place where Roland just pointed.

Roland's mouth twitched, and he didn't bother to explain anything.

Anyway, the results are not much different. Roland will kill that guy sooner or later. The only difference is that instead of hacking him to death, he burned him with holy fire.

After Chikajika left Roland's field of vision, Roland ran back for the second time without hesitation.

After a few minutes, Chikajihua descended lightly and landed on the place where Roland was standing before.

After he left Roland's vision before, he planned to come back directly.

The difference from before is that Akakaji Flower is carrying a small metal box in her hand. It doesn't look very big.

He didn't tell Roland that he had a bad feeling before.

It seems that some great existence is staring at Roland all the time. Although Roland didn't feel it himself. But Akakaji Hana felt a strong sense of unease just by being exposed to that line of sight.

Sure enough, after he left Roland's side, the inexplicable malice disappeared.

"Sure enough, I still can't worry..."

After hesitating again and again, Akakajika sighed. Carrying his suitcase, he reluctantly walked back along Roland's route.

At this moment, the spirits of those regular soldiers who can't see their numbers have almost completely collapsed.

Starting from the corridor, the tragic level of the Earl's Palace has been further improved.

It's like the walls have turned into monsters - some relatively intact arms and legs are scattered around the room, more than half inserted into the hard floor, struggling to get up as if their master was buried alive generally.

However, not the same.

It's like the straw is buried in the slush. The soft arms were inserted into the floor and surrounding walls very softly, the skin was not broken in the slightest, the skin of the building was not peeled off in the slightest, and the texture of the floor was clearly visible.

Even a divine art at the level of revitalizing buildings is impossible to achieve this level of things.

The most conspicuous thing is not these decorations, but the things hanging on the living room where the antlers were originally hung——

A man and a woman, naked and connected, were pierced by a rough charred wood spear, stabbed in from the man's back, stabbed out of the woman's back, and then nailed to the original hanging antlers above the fireplace.

However, their eyes, tongues and ears were cut off, their facial features were charred black, and their hair was completely burned to ashes.

Centered on their corpses~www.wuxiaspot.com~ After something burned, the ashes spread radially throughout the room, and scattered bloodstains spread on the ground, soaking the ashes and turning black. dirt.

"It's a cult!"

The blond man said with certainty.

"Lord Oakley, what should we do?"

A middle-aged man with an extremely ugly face who had just vomited came to Oakley's side and asked in a low voice.

Oakley replied without hesitation: "It's very simple, as long as you..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the arrows condensed by the silver-white flames suddenly penetrated the window and the wall, and shot towards Oakleyford in all directions! (To be continued.)

PS: I don't know why I'm so sleepy today... Sitting in front of the computer, I kept dozing off, and I fell asleep twice in a while...

If the second chapter has not been updated by midnight, it means that I have completely slept, and you don't have to wait...