Night Raven Master

Chapter 85
The identity of this old man should be quite high in the hunter village, as the other three came out to greet him headed by him.

And the old man didn't look stupid, as he could tell from the fact that the other party was asking a question, the old man might not have believed the reasons given by the two priests.

Otherwise, it is more likely that the question asked at the beginning was "Are you here to find a monster?"

In addition, the few of them came outside the village and stayed for less than 5 minutes. The old man already knew the news and brought the three of them over to greet him.

The status is high, and the control over the village's intelligence is not weak.

Then, he should be able to detect whether there are demon priests in the village.

Using the possible existence of scavengers and necromancers to deceive each other, the few people did not feel surprised, only panic and nervousness.

Except for the fact that his acting skills were better than his, neither the old man nor the three people behind him seemed to know about it.

Then, if the demon priest exists, it is a hidden existence, rather than the whole village becoming a demon priest.

After quick thinking, Art probably grasped some situations.

He glanced at Asius next to him: "Marshad, next you find someone to take this paladin of Asius to look around and see where the scavengers are."

"Okay, my lord." Marshad nodded quickly. Although he had never seen a nobleman like Yate, but with his temperament and the fact that other people were silent when he spoke, this should be a nobleman. It may be the Red Rose collar. No, the adults in Rose City.

Originally, Arius was still interested in watching Yate's performance without changing his face, but he didn't expect that the matter would turn to him. Reassuring: "I am the paladin Ahlius, and I can protect your safety. If there is a necromancer, we will definitely eliminate him."

Just like the inherent impression of noble wizards as "powerful, majestic, and terrifying", the image of the Holy See in the eyes of ordinary people is also linked to the image of "powerful, fighting evil".

Ahlis, who was wearing a platinum armor, and the words that seemed to have some kind of appeasement magic, immediately made Marshad feel at ease, and even the tension on the faces of the three young people behind him disappeared. Not a lot.

After Yate finished investigating the information, he raised his top hat and looked around.

Among the group, no one noticed that crows with reddish feathers quietly entered the village and the surrounding forest.

While walking into the village, Ahlius proposed in the words he had discussed with Yate just now: "Uncle Marshad, please let someone take us around the village first, let's see if there are any scavengers left behind." traces."

"Okay, okay." Machad nodded, and then said to the three young people beside him, "Pashar, Nader, Adela, take a few adults to visit the village."

Then the old man smiled at Yate and Ahlius again: "My lords, after you have finished searching, please stay here today."

There was a hint of flattery in his voice.

Necromancers may exist. For this hunter village, it is definitely not good news. If these adults are allowed to live, they can temporarily guarantee the safety of their village. Even if there are no evil necromancers, no scavenger It made him a little worried, and it would be nice if these grown-ups could get rid of that scavenger.

He will arrange it now.

Not all the houses in the village were inhabited. They also specially built a lot of houses to store prey and wood, and also provide accommodation for travelers and mercenaries to earn some accommodation fees.

Now that winter is approaching, there are not many empty houses left, so he has to make some arrangements.

"Okay." Ahlius nodded with a friendly smile on his face.

Art also nodded slightly, completely in line with the image of a wizard as "noble, majestic and not easy to get close to" in the hearts of ordinary people.

Under everyone's gaze, Mashad's old but not yet trembling body quickened his pace slightly and walked towards the other side of the village.

Although, the three young men glanced at each other, and the young man named Pashar said, his eyes flicked back and forth between Ahlius and Yate: "My lords, where do you want to start?" Check it out?"

He could understand that these two were the leaders of the team.

Ahlius blinked and looked at Yate.

What do you see me doing?You are a paladin!Fight against evil paladins, you are the leader!

Yate sneered in his heart, and then he showed that emotionless smile, and said lightly: "Start from the place where your village stores food, where scavengers are most likely to appear."

Although the "scavenger" is fake, their actions must also conform to this reason-in order not to disturb the possible demon priests.

"Okay." Bashar nodded, and then walked towards the right hand side with the others.

While walking, he introduced: "Our air-dried meat and grain warehouse is in the middle of the village, adults, please walk this way with me."

As he said that, he shrugged his shoulders: "After all, the middle of the village is the safest, but even so, there are still some bad things that will touch you."

It was originally built near the edge of the village, but not only birds and rodents, but also some thieves even came to the warehouse, and then they were moved to the middle.

Afterwards, everyone wandered around the village with the three young men.

During the period, Yate separated from the crowd on the grounds of splitting up.

Leaning on his cane, Art walked slowly, looking around.

From time to time, with a little awe, from men and women, Art seems to be unaware of the scrutiny.

The whole village is as expected, not too small or too big, and each house can accommodate three or four people.

Art walked around for a while, and then a slightly open space appeared. A tall wooden wall stood there, looking like a fan. The carcasses of deer or similar hoofed creatures, if you look carefully, you can also see the carcasses of the dried prey, like water stains after washing, which seem to be drying in the sun.

On both sides of this place that looks like a drying wall, there are platforms built by several wooden shelves, less than [-] centimeters from the ground, on which are placed several bloody hare corpses and a wild wolf The wound on the corpse looks very new, it should have just come back from hunting today.

Immediately, he took a few steps and glanced behind the wooden wall where the dried prey was hung.

Behind the wooden walls, at intervals, are houses, nothing special.

Everything looks like a normal hunter village.

However, Yate felt a strange feeling. He didn't know why, but he always felt that there was something wrong with the scenes he saw.

However, even thinking of it he didn't think of why for a while.

At this moment, he heard a slight noise.

He followed the sound and saw a black-haired hound ten meters away to his left, and when Art looked over, the hound turned and ran away.

The reason was not him, but a middle-aged hunter with a skinning knife.

Noticing Art's gaze, the man saluted with a smirk, then turned and walked away.

Art shook his head. He didn't find any signs, and was about to turn around and leave. However, at this moment, he suddenly thought of something, and gave a command to a crow servant in his heart to let it come and watch here.

When Yate's back disappeared from here, an inconspicuous black spot also fell in the sky.

When everyone gathered, the sky was completely dark.

Marshad, who had already prepared accommodation and food for several people, saw Yate and the others, immediately walked up and asked, "Masters, have you found any traces of monsters?"

His expression was a little anxious and a little hopeful.

"Not at all." Yate leaned on a cane, his face was indifferent, with a standard aristocratic posture, "There are no traces of scavengers here."

Ahlius next to him also echoed: "Tomorrow morning, we will search the neighborhood again. If we can't find it, we will leave. If you find anything later, you can send someone to Red Rose City, um, to the servants. Just report to the Military Guild, right?"

Finally, his gaze turned to Toke and Fan Di.

The two nodded cooperatively: "If no trace of the monster is found tomorrow, Uncle Marshad doesn't have to worry too much. This time it may be a false report."

"Okay, thank you, my lords." Mashad heaved a sigh of relief, if only there were no traces of monsters.

Immediately, the warm smile from before appeared on his face, and he turned around and led everyone to the room where the food was prepared.

Art keenly saw that when the other party turned around, the enthusiasm in the smile faded a little.

"Really." There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but it was just a sneer.

It is still not completely sure whether the danger exists, and the old man's attitude has become like this.

Although it is understandable, preparing the food needed for six people requires some food for such a small village.

But how much food do six people need?Maybe there are mercenaries who often swindle food and drink in the name of entrusting tasks?

Even so, he saw the old man's attitude.

but
This also shows one thing.

That's this old man named Mashad who really doesn't know what exists in the village.

Yes or no?

Art narrowed his eyes, and then he walked to the side of Ah Lisi and made a gesture.

PS: _(:з」∠)_ I always write my own scripts as a KP leader, and I like to give all kinds of hints. I have an old problem, and I write it as a puzzle-solving reasoning unconsciously. You are willing to use your brains to guess.

PS2: This is an additional update during the recommendation period, and it will be updated twice a day until the end of the recommendation.

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