The night was quiet, and Raas, who was sleeping in his room, was very lucky. He did not have to sleep in a leaky tent like the others. At night in the military camp, sobbing sounds would occasionally be heard, which would remind Raas of his home that no longer existed. Although life was a little hard, the days when a family was together were the happiest.
Suddenly, in his sleep, he heard hurried footsteps, followed by a muffled groan, and Raas opened his eyes.
The soldiers who protected the count with him were still sleeping soundly. They were squeezed in a room, which was originally a place full of junk. Now, they were sleeping on the junk.
"What's going on? Wake up, uncle, there seems to be a sound. "
Raas pushed the uncle next to him. He was the captain of these people.
"Oh, what's that sound? Probably a mouse."
He did not wake up, but said perfunctorily. Then he turned over and continued to sleep. This made the youth feel very uneasy. He frowned and thought of his master's words.
"Don't let go of any suspicious things. This will save your life."
Raas gritted his teeth and walked out of the warm bed. The cold made him want to shrink back. He put on a slightly oversized coat, carefully stepped over the others, and walked out of the door.
The corridor was very dark. The entrance and the door were on the left. The door was opened a crack, and the cold wind blew in, making Raas shiver. There should be someone guarding the door here. Maybe they went out to relieve themselves.
It was very dark. Just as Raas was about to use a little magic, dark clouds suddenly floated in the sky. Under the moonlight, the door lit up. He saw two people lying at the door. Their eyes were wide open, and there was a deep wound on their neck.
"Here! Enemy invasion! Wake up! "
Raas shouted. Without saying anything, he pulled out the dagger hidden in his boot and ran into the big house.
Not good, not good.
He was worried, gritted his teeth, and rushed to the count's room, but …
"Ah!!"
There was a scream. Raas was shocked. He clenched the dagger and rushed to the second floor.
"Count!"
He kicked the door open and found the count and his wife dead on the bed. There was a huge wound on their bodies, as if they were cut by an axe or a big sword.
Seeing this, Raas' heart sank. It's over.
He suddenly thought of something and immediately ran to the next room.
"Young Miss!"
Ladys was the same. She died on the bed and looked at the ceiling in despair. The bed and the floor were full of blood.
Raas's breathing became more and more rapid. What was it? When was it?
He pushed open another door. Second Miss Caryl was also dead. His heart skipped a beat. It was completely over. He had failed to complete the mission given to him by Lord Demon King.
"Damn it! Miss Fra! "
He pushed open the last door, which was Miss Fra's room, but there was no one inside.
She's not here?
Raas was surprised. Did she do it?
This thought popped up in his mind, but with her physique, it seemed unlikely that she would be able to do such a thing.
Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps. The soldiers on guard came upstairs with lanterns.
"How is the count? Where's the enemy? "
Someone asked when they saw Russ standing outside the room, but he didn't answer.
They entered the room and saw the Count who had been killed. Their faces were all pale as they stood rooted to the ground.
"What happened?"
At this time, the door to the servant's room opened. They were on the first floor. After hearing the footsteps and screams, they all came out. At this time, Fra's figure appeared among the servants. She was sleeping in the servant's room. When Raas saw her, he secretly let out a sigh of relief.
"Ah!! Father! Mother! No! "
…
The people protecting the Count straightened their backs and stood in the military camp. Sitting in front of them were the Black Knights and General Bloan. They were discussing how to deal with the case of Count Anzla's murder.
"Maybe it's the Eagle Regiment, or maybe it's someone else. No matter what, it's your fault for letting someone kill someone right under your nose."
Bloan said.
"Why is there another young man? How old are you? "
"Sixteen."
"Sixteen? That's not young, but our country is definitely not at the stage where a sixteen-year-old youth should join the army. This is your man, right, General? "
He looked at the Demon King. This made Raas feel very guilty.
"Sixteen is already an adult, General Bloan. And this is his wish. Don't forget that General Booth was already in the army when he was fourteen or fifteen."
"Hmph, you know very well. Then I have nothing to say. And this is your subordinate. You can do whatever you want with him."
Bloan crossed his arms. The Demon King knew that he suspected that he was the culprit, but he definitely didn't have any evidence.
"Count Anzla has information about the North. He's still useful to us, but now he's been assassinated. As his protectors, each of you has a responsibility. So, I want you to atone for your crimes. Find the culprit, and according to military rules, guard the camp for a month."
"Yes!"
Everyone heaved a sigh of relief. Although it was very painful to guard, especially on a winter night, when they were sleepy, cold, and tired, it was better than losing their lives.
Bloan didn't say anything. He didn't like the count either. His death was satisfying. What he cared about was the murderer. To be able to avoid the eyes of more than a dozen soldiers, kill the soldiers guarding the gate, and kill the count as well as his two wives and daughter in a short time.
If it wasn't done by one of their own, then it was done by someone powerful. This wasn't a good sign.
After all, the Kalis Empire was a small country. There were no famous people like the Hero. The famous people were either poached by the Union or went to the Dragon Boat Empire or the Luas Empire, so there didn't seem to be any talents here.
For a big country, this war was just a child's play in a neighboring village. There was no threat.
"If I were you, I'd hang him immediately instead of letting him be killed in front of me. Of course, unless you don't want to dirty your hands."
He said with a sullen face.
General Bloan was very straightforward, but he could see very clearly that the Demon King wouldn't let the count live for too long. If he wanted to control this country, he needed some people who would obey him.
Everyone held a hasty funeral for the count. The cause of death was that he was cut by a heavy weapon and died on the spot.
The only survivor, Fra, was crying. The soldiers couldn't help but feel sad for this noble daughter who had lost all her support. Of course, most of them wanted to protect her for the rest of her life.
But what they didn't know was that even so, the other party wasn't someone they could reach. The Count's inheritance in the North would make Fra an item that other nobles would fight over.
Raas knew this and felt that he had failed Fra. He didn't protect them well.
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