Xu Yichen found the warrior in the mud beside the pool with a dagger from the broken bone. The dagger was squeezed into the mud nearly twenty centimeters deep by the warrior's clenched fists.

Obviously, during this period, the drug has begun to work.

The demon hunter began to look for the warrior's relics around the pool. He did not believe that this person who dared to use such tragic means to fight the plague would not leave any useful information for the latecomers.

It turns out that the Demon Hunter's guess is correct.

A sturdy cowhide backpack was hung on a branch not far from the body, and a one-handed sword full of notches was nailed next to the backpack.

Xu Yichen took the weapon and backpack back to the warrior's body, sat on the ground and opened the backpack.

"Let me see what useful news you left for me. If you are still alive, we will definitely come." Xu Yichen washed the mud on his hands with the accumulated water next to him.

There is a water bag that has been drunk in the backpack. The edges are worn and slightly translucent, and are in a semi-scrapped state.

Some jerky that looks very suspicious is black and extremely hard. Even from Xu Yichen's perspective, this thing is out of the scope of food.

The teeth above confirm his conjecture, and the soldiers also worked hard, but failed.

A simple map with blood stains, as shoddy as ever, simply outlines the Fengxi Castle and the surrounding terrain. A coastal town people pressed a blood-red handprint, which was the final destination of the warriors.

Xu Yichen picked up the map and looked at it carefully for a while, compared it with the map in his hand, and found that this small town was the nameless town that Yang Yuefan and the others had not found before.

On this map, the town is marked as the House of Sailors in the Far South.

He carefully folded the map and stuffed it back into the storage space at his waist with his own map. This map can save him at least five days of itinerary.

Below the map is a dirty diary, with the outer protective skin being worn a little severely. Obviously, the owner of the diary often treats it roughly.

This is somewhat beyond the expectations of the Demon Hunter. In the Far South Continent, it is difficult to say whether there are many professionals or many people who can read and write.

In addition to casters and priests, even fewer people possess both abilities.

The demon hunter suppressed the curiosity in his heart, put the diary aside, and continued to search for the warrior's backpack.

At the bottom of the backpack is a metal tube wrapped in layers.

Xu Yichen unscrewed the metal container and found a finger soaked in the light blue liquid inside, as if he had noticed the breath of a living person. His fingers were like caterpillars, arching one by one, trying to crawl out of the test tube.

"Plague sample?" The Demon Hunter re-tightened the metal tube and put it into the storage equipment at his waist: "Who are you going to bring it to?"

Xu Yichen checked his cowhide backpack again, and after confirming that he had no omissions, he sorted out the warrior's body: "I guess you don't want your body, and it becomes a new source of infection. May your gods protect your soul. I witness that you are a brave person!"

A whole bottle of good rum was drizzled with the Demon Hunter, which was the best wine that Anthony Dagang could buy, because of Vitoria, the members of the Retribution Team had a deep understanding of the city's wine culture and could always buy good wines that others could not buy.

Good wine is the most appropriate way to match the warriors.

Then Xu Yichen spread another distilled liquor of higher magnitude and ignited the body.

In front of the flame, he cut his palm with the long sword in his hand and sprinkled his blood into the flame. The red flame suddenly turned into a silver-white flame.

The corpses in the flames gradually blurred. The demon hunter threw the dagger, the warrior's sword and cowhide backpack into the flames, turned around and left.

"February 21st, today is my lucky day. I finally passed the test of the Viscount and became a member of the Brotherhood." On the way, Xu Yichen opened the warrior's diary and found that most of the content was composed of irrelevant content composed of a few words or even one sentence.

It is more of a memorandum than a diary.

"On March 27, I never thought there would be such a large underground space under Viscount Amos' castle. I hope I could quickly integrate into the fraternity so that my father would not have to worry that I could not inherit his knight title."

The demon hunter frowned. Although he had dug a secret room under the castle himself, he still maintained innate hostility towards such a hidden organization.

Since ancient times, there has been no good organization for those called Brotherhood.

He skipped over a dozen pages of trivial daily life, most of which were about the satisfaction and pride of the original owner after joining the brotherhood.

This organization called the Brotherhood seems to be a semi-public organization in Fengxi Castle, and the leader is not the owner of Fengxi Castle, but is chosen among nobles under the age of forty.

Most of its members are elite members among young nobles, and some excellent civilians will be admitted exceptionally.

Joining the Brotherhood and in the city of Fengxi Castle is equivalent to entering a real high-level circle, and members will take care of each other and use each other.

"On August 21st, today is the new member assessment day for the Brotherhood every six months. Before I knew it, I have become a member of the Brotherhood for half a year. I have to face challenges from the new members. Campas bless me so that I will not let my father down."

"On August 22nd, the new member is simply a monster! I didn't even have the courage to fight back in front of him. When did this Seris appear? I had never heard of this person in Fengxi Castle before. Fortunately, he defeated half of the members of the Brotherhood alone, and no one would think I was a coward."

Xu Yichen looked at the records in the diary and smiled. If he guessed correctly, the Cyris people here might be a player.

In Fengxi Castle, there is a player from New China, who is his natural friendly army.

"On September 1, the Cyris asked me about the history of the Brotherhood, and seemed to be interested in the members of the Brotherhood when it was first established. I told him everything I knew. Hell, he looked at me like he was looking at the dead, and I almost turned around and ran away."
Chapter completed!