When Akasha walked out of the room on the second floor, the guard on duty had his back facing her. With the help of the divine spell, she continued to walk down the stairs. When she looked up at the sky outside, Akasha realized that it was already past midnight, so the entire first floor of the hotel was empty.
Since she had made up her mind, Akasha wanted to leave immediately. But when she passed by the bar, the few sausages and bread on the counter made her stop. Her stomach growled and she swallowed her saliva. She had never stolen anything in her life, so she felt an unspeakable sense of guilt. But when she thought of her goal, she bit her lip and looked up at the second floor. She took a deep breath and hugged the bread and sausages into her arms. She also put on a cloak on the chair, pushed open the door, and ran out …
But after running for two or three steps, Akasha suddenly turned back and ran to the kitchen to pick up a boning knife. After carving a few words on the bar, she heaved a sigh of relief and turned to push open the door. Without looking back, she hurriedly disappeared into the night …
The inn remained quiet until three hours later, when the second shift of guards came to take over the night shift, they finally noticed something was wrong.
"What? She ran away?! "
Roddy, who had finally had a good night's sleep, was stunned when he was woken up. He looked at Ruger with bloodshot eyes and asked in surprise, "How did she run away? Is anyone hurt? "
"No, the guards are all asleep …"
Ruger explained as he brought Roddy to the first floor of the hotel. "I don't know why, but she left this behind."
"What?"
Roddy's brain was still muddled. He had just woken up and his thoughts were unclear. When he saw Ruger pointing at the counter, he went over to take a look. His expression suddenly became extremely shocked. "This, this, this … What the f * ck … What do you mean?"
Sodelor, who had also been woken up by the noise, came down the stairs in his crooked jacket. He was dumbfounded when he saw the handwriting on the bar counter. A scout came over and read the sentence on it in a low voice.
"I'm really sorry, I need to borrow your cloak and food. If there's a chance, I'll pay you back."
The words carved on the tip of the knife were a little messy, but Roddy and the others looked at each other.
"Have you ever seen someone write a letter of apology after stealing?"
"No …"
"Never seen him before …"
At this time, Carter ran over with sleepy eyes and asked with a confused face, "Who, who, who ran away? Do we need to chase after them? "
Roddy opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but after pondering for a long time, he waved his hand and said, "Forget it, forget it. He's probably long gone. There's no point in chasing him."
He was surprised and amused at the same time. Why did he save such a clown when he was trying to save a person? If she wanted to run, then so be it. She just took something and still said that she wanted to return the money. I really don't know how to describe this woman …
Now that he thought about it, Roddy realized that he still didn't know what this woman's name was. But that wasn't important. After all, it was just a little less reputation. He really didn't lose anything else.
He sat at the counter and casually took a cup of ale to quench his thirst. After drinking it, he couldn't figure out why the other party would run away. He couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Why did she run away? It's not like I'm going to eat you …"
"She probably thinks we're the bad guys?"
Beside him, Lu Ge touched his nose and muttered, "Captain, you tore her clothes and so on …"
"Get lost! That's for healing! "
Roddy's face was a little red. At this time, he also realized that he seemed to have not taken her seriously. He immediately waved his hand and chased her away. "Go back to sleep, go back to sleep. Anyway, that crystal fragment is in our hands. Don't worry about anything else."
"If I have the chance to meet her, I really have to ask her … Isn't it just taking off her clothes and bandaging her?!"
With a yawn, Roddy rolled back to his bed and continued to sleep.
"Achoo —"
A few kilometers away, Akasha, who had already quietly left Hollier City, sneezed. She immediately covered her mouth and cautiously looked at the forest in the darkness where the cold wind blew. Her voluptuous body was wrapped in a large cloak. Her white fingers took out a sausage from her pocket. She hesitated for a moment, then began to eat it in small bites.
"If I continue down this road, there should be a town …"
Although her memory was good, Akasha was not familiar with the Efta territory. At this time, she only knew that if she followed the main road to the north, she would be far away from those religious forces. But if she had any specific plans, it would be to find a town and live in seclusion …
She was curious and had inexplicable feelings towards those scouts, but at this time, Akasha was not willing to hand her fate over to others. She recalled the words of the captain named Roddy, and her heart was filled with gratitude. No matter what, the reason she could make such a decision now was probably related to his words.
With the conviction in her heart, the priest who had left the "Viper Cross" embarked on the road to the north and gradually disappeared into the shadows of the forest.
*****
21st of September.
On the second day after the incident with the heretics, the "cleansing" of Hollier City was in full swing.
The remaining members of the "Viper Cross" were basically arrested, including those who used to belong to Akasha. But after Rubens found out the real reason why the four cavalry units were stopped, these people were not sent to the stake. Instead, they were given the opportunity to "renounce darkness for light" and were sent to do hard labor to copy the teachings of the church.
As for the other heretics who came with "Snaketooth" Gallup, Rubens mercilessly sentenced them to death, waiting for a suitable day to be dragged to the stake and burned as a response to the provocation of the "Viper Cross". As for "Snaketooth" Gallup, the "Rose Cross" chopped off his head and directly hung it in front of the largest southern gate of Hollier City, announcing the fate of the "heretics".
Do not assume that religion would be benevolent. In fact, when it came to fundamental interests, even the "Rose Cross" that taught people to be kind would similarly reveal its cruel and bloody side. So with such measures, the original atmosphere in Hollier City slowly calmed down from the "heretic attack". Although there were still some people who were anxious, there were no other people who dared to openly cause trouble. Everything seemed to have returned to normal …
But under the "calm" surface, there were always some undercurrents quietly surging.
Myr was the most inconspicuous maid in the Ducal Palace. She was 27 years old this year and had served this family for ten years. In everyone's eyes, she was the kind of honest and conscientious woman, the kind of "old virgin" who would run away shyly if someone said a few dirty words.
But all of this was just "appearance".
When she finished the cleaning work in the early hours of the morning and returned to her simple little dormitory alone, Myr would change her timid and slightly reserved expression … At this time, the flashing grayish-white eyes and the indifferent expression all indicated her original identity — Undead.
After Alpha was killed by Roddy, there was immediately a major purge in the Ducal Palace. Fortunately, after the "special transformation" of her body, Myr was no different from an ordinary person, so the "internal purge" carried out by Duke did not uncover her. Therefore, Myr directly became the only undead "informant" left in the Ducal Palace. At this time, she had even replaced the former Alpha, becoming a subordinate directly under the command of "Lord Ansadin".
These days, Myr had been extremely cautious in passing all the information to the distant Tasman Kingdom of the undead. Today, she finally secretly received a response from Lord Ansadin at the market.
When the sky outside the window had just brightened, Myr, who was hiding in the dormitory, looked around. After confirming that there was no one around, she gently flipped over the letter that she had received at the market and softly read the contents of the deciphered code on the letter.
"… There has been a new breakthrough in the research of potions. The Lucifron Family can choose to give up the plan …"
"But the people who killed Alpha must pay the price. The newly dispatched team will be sent to Hollier on the 26th. We need you to contact them and prepare for the follow-up …"
"… The Lucifron Family must disappear!"
"Maintain communication, confirm the movement …"
When she read each sentence, the coldness and anger contained in it made even Myr shiver. She knew how much effort Lord Ansadin had put into the previous plan. The feeling of all his efforts going to waste in an instant was definitely an unbearable failure for him. Looking at the contents of the letter, she knew that Lord Ansadin had already sent out elite undead soldiers and would enter Hollier in five days!
Usually, this meant that Lord Ansadin would use simple and crude means to solve the problem.
Although Myr's strength was stronger than ordinary people, she could not intervene in such a matter. She knew the strength of the two knights by the duke's side. Her role here could only be to pass on information and make sure that the undead killers were foolproof.
After putting away the letter, Myr changed into a new maid costume and tidied up her long hair, which had long stopped growing. Just as she was about to go out and start cleaning the house, she heard another maid come in from outside and said, "Myr, Lord Duke ordered us to clean up Miss Sally's room. Come immediately."
"Okay."
She nodded, picked up the cleaning tools, and followed the maid out of the house.
*****
At the same time, in the Rose Cross Monastery.
Due to the large number of casualties caused by yesterday's battle, the work of appeasing and dealing with the aftermath was in full swing. The priests were busy treating the wounds and burying them, while the nuns and friars were constantly chanting prayers to let the dead rest in peace. The family members of the believers had been crying since last night, and now they finally quietened down.
Vicar Rubens's mood was very complicated. After writing more than ten letters throughout the night, he was now taking a walk in the flowerbed of the monastery after a sleepless night. The exhaustion between his brows could not be concealed.
"Things have to be done one at a time. Go and take a rest today. I've already asked someone to prepare the bed. Rubens, I'll take care of the rest for a while."
Benjamin, who had also been busy all night, came over and greeted Rubens. The two were old acquaintances, so there was no need to use honorifics, so their tone was very casual.
"I'm getting old and can't take it anymore. But time is a little tight, so I naturally have to hurry."
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