In the woods at the junction of Baron Gould and Gribill, a huge carriage dumped there. Chitra leaned against the carriage and looked through the gap at the fading red outside, stroking and stuffing it together.

The packhorse entering the carriage.

"Lord Baron, are you awake?"

"Well, I can't sleep." Chitra sighed, and then was slightly surprised, "You didn't sleep either?"

"It's okay, but you pulled my hair all night long." The guard complained in his voice and moved his head away.

Chitra looked back and saw that she was holding down the packhorse's head and grabbing the guard's hair.

"Oh, sorry." He quickly let go and said apologetically.

"It doesn't matter." The guard smoothed his hair, which was almost bald, and asked doubtfully, "I can't even tell the difference between hair and mane. Is there something on your mind, Lord Baron?"

"I was very panicked. This rarely happens to me. I remember the last time the count came home suddenly." Chitra looked at the roof of the carriage and sighed, "I just escaped by grabbing the window edge. I almost escaped that time."

Just die."

"Then what's the reason this time? Baron Sarin, Knight Simon?" The guard raised his body and looked at Baron Chitra opposite the horse and guessed, "Could it be the witch?"

When the guard mentioned the witch's name, Chitra's heart palpitated suddenly. He sat up suddenly with such force that the carriage jutted.

"That's the witch!" Chitra looked at the guards and her eyes widened in fear, "Do you know why I left suddenly even though I had already fallen out with them in the Knights?"

"You must have your thoughts, but you didn't say anything along the way." The guard had a complaining expression on his face, "Then what's the reason?"

Chitra swallowed, with horror in her eyes, "That's because I didn't cut her neck open when I cut it."

"No incision?!" the guard exclaimed after hearing this, "Tough skin? She is a titled warrior, no, she is a witch?!"

As soon as the word witch came out, both the master and the servant felt their heads buzzing. They never dreamed that an errand to check weapons would turn out like this.

Regarding the levels of witches, there is a detailed introduction in the Papal Absolution - The Most Sincere Hope. Because it involves hunting bounties, their corresponding professions are also divided into nine levels. The third level is the witch, and the third level is the witch.

, the upper three levels are ladies.

The so-called third-level lady is not a hostess who runs a salon in the city and is favored by writers. It is a title given by professionals to a witch who has some kind of power. After all, after reaching that level, one must maintain the title.

Awe.

This is a bloody lesson learned by a group of low-level professionals in a certain era who talked about monsters.

As for why you don’t call God, you think that the Church of Creation God is just eating dry food?

"But my Lord Baron, I have felt before that she is not a professional. Were you too nervous at that time, so your hands were shaking?" The guard calmed down after a brief panic, "Do you think a

The witch will tie you to a stick and beat you?"

"Why do I, who is known as Peter Pan in the capital, have trembling hands? You can't say for sure what a witch is. Maybe she has a cursed object that hides her strength. What purpose does she have in the knighthood? She can't reveal her identity in front of Sarin and Simon.

, after all, this is the period.”

Chitra analyzed with a sad look on her face. After thinking for a moment, her eyes lit up, "But this is a danger and an opportunity at the same time. Isn't there nothing out there? Let's go right away. Reporting this matter will be a great achievement.

!”

As Chitra spoke, he kicked the packhorse. The packhorse had experienced countless wild nights and knew it was time to work at dawn, so he immediately stood up and jumped outwards. Then there was a snap and the packhorse fell to the ground.

The guard who was about to get off the carriage was stunned. He looked at the iron arrow trembling on the horse's neck and was completely stunned.

Chitra, who sat up, was also shocked. As soon as his horse jumped out, he was shot to death. Moreover, looking at the parchment stuck in the iron arrow, it seemed that it was an accidental injury.

"Who shot my horse to death!" Chitra reacted and shouted angrily while sitting in the carriage.

Milos, who had already run two hundred meters, heard words of thanks coming from behind. He couldn't help but stop and turned around with a smile, "No need to thank you. If we can meet again in the earldom, I will tell you that my name is

Milos.”

Immediately afterwards, Milos found the horse he was tied to, got on it, and quickly rushed towards the earldom.

Lichtra looked up at the sky in the carriage. The sun had not risen yet, and the woods seemed a bit cold.

The guard pulled out the iron arrow, opened the parchment, took a look, and then handed it to Chitra.

"My lord, you are right, we are indeed in danger."

Chitra took the scroll and glanced at it, then looked at the horse under the carriage unwillingly, and said insincerely, "This is also a good thing, otherwise we will definitely be overtaken if we keep walking on the road in the carriage."

"Your Majesty is right, but let's leave quickly. As long as we reach the living area, we can survive." The guard said calmly, but the steps that kept moving still betrayed him.

"It's a pity that the carriage cannot be returned to Baron Salin. I hope he can be safe in the territory where the witch is." Chitra said, jumping out of the carriage, and the two of them ran towards the place drawn on the parchment, their pace getting faster and faster.

, and finally couldn’t help but start running.

A quarter of an hour later, Alison rode her horse to the carriage. She rode her horse in a circle around the carriage, then jumped off the horse and looked at the body of the packhorse, which was still warm.

She took out the damaged Sinan car, and with the sound of the gears turning, the little human finger on the Sinan car in her hand pointed to the northeast.

Alison looked at the lush forest in front of her that was not suitable for war horses to run, and then looked at the road under her feet. Finally, she mounted her war horse and followed the road around while looking at Sinan in her hand.

She wanted to take a detour and intercept Chitra.

The war horse continued to set off after a short pause. Alison ran for about half an hour before stopping the war horse, and then tied it to the side of the road. Then she looked at the Sinan car in her hand and walked towards the dense forest below.

Go in.

In the dense forest, the two people who were walking like monkeys were exhausted, especially the guard, who was wearing armor and carrying a large shield behind him. Now that he could walk, his physical strength was improved.

"Hurry up, we can't stop here." Chitra, dressed in simple clothes, urged.

"Lord Baron, please allow me to remove my armor, so that I can definitely keep up with you, or you can just drop my shield." The guard said with great effort after hearing this.

"What are you talking about? As a guard, how can you leave those things behind? What's the difference between you and a refugee?" Chitra refused righteously.

"Then we" the guard wanted to slow down, but was interrupted by Chitra.

"Hurry up." Chitra said impatiently. His palpitations became more and more obvious, as if he had entered the forest as a child and was stared at by a wild beast.

"Ouch~"

Suddenly, a terrifying scream rang out in the forest, making it difficult for people to tell the direction. Chitra, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped. He looked at the guard behind him and asked nervously, "Did you hear something just now?"
Chapter completed!