The racecourse here is not formal. According to William Mark, there is indeed a rental service.
Of course, they cannot be racehorses like ‘Supernova’. They can only be trained on the track specified by the racecourse to avoid damaging the precious horses’ feet.
However, there is not much problem in hiring some ordinary horses and going out for a ride or even hunting.
After all, Aaron is a major customer and he has the potential to purchase multiple hunting horses!
Aaron walked around the stables and finally selected a black stallion.
It has a bad temper and is said to have kicked and injured several keepers, but when faced with Aaron, he behaved very docilely.
Aaron didn't use any extraordinary abilities. He just used his experience as a knight to easily subdue the fierce horse. After two laps on the racecourse, he rushed into the forest with a shotgun on his back and a tour guide behind him.
"Mr. Yugos, you are such an excellent knight!"
The guide at the racecourse is named Old Rem. It is said that he is a native of Green Forest. His ancestor was once the groom of a lord. He is very familiar with horse breeding and training, as well as the nearby mountain and forest terrain.
But at this time, Old Rem was still very impressed when he saw that Aaron was able to command 'Black Jack' with commands after just a simple training.
Aaron drove the horses at will, seemingly aimlessly, but in fact he was approaching the location of the ruins.
Wearing a hunter's uniform, he raised his hand, aimed at a rabbit, and fired a shot.
Bang!
In the thick smoke, the rabbit was severely frightened and ran away quickly.
"Follow me!"
Aaron seemed to be interested and immediately chased after him, firing from time to time, but none of them hit the target.
'This gentleman is a good horseman, but his marksmanship is terrible. He is just a rabbit. He shot three times and still didn't hit it... When I was a kid, I could kill a whole nest with just one shotgun...'
Old Rem cursed secretly, whistled too, and chased after him.
The two of them rushed out of the forest and climbed a small hillside.
Aaron suddenly reined in the horse's head and looked towards the hillside not far away. There were some strong men active there. Some of them were cutting down trees, and some were dressed as farmers and digging in the ground with hoes.
A few cloaks were tied up near these people, and it looked like they were going to live here permanently.
'This is where the ruins are...'
He deliberately drove the prey here. At this time, he pointed his riding crop at the temporary camp and asked: "Old Rem, where is that place?"
"Bah...it was originally a wasteland. I don't know when a group of foreigners came and surrounded it, saying they wanted to build a farm or something..."
It was obvious that old Rem despised foreigners.
"Tsk tsk..."
Aaron secretly admired: "This is using reclamation as a cover to blatantly rob graves!"
He paused and asked, "No one cares?"
Old Rem immediately replied with some sourness: "Those barbarians seem to have a gang background. The local farmers dare not take care of it, and the big shots above are too lazy to take care of it... It is said that they are working to buy this land..."
"So that's it."
Aaron seemed to have lost interest and returned to the racecourse with Old Rem.
By this time, it was already afternoon.
He did not go back, but pretended to be in high spirits, stayed directly at the racecourse, enjoyed a meal of barbecue that was said to be local style, and then called a local girl and entered the room.
"Sir, you are so handsome, I like your eyes!"
The girl named 'Chanivet' was about twenty years old, tall and sexy, with long fiery red hair, and a very bold style. She took off her coat immediately after entering the room.
"I'm not only handsome, but also very stylish..."
Aaron smiled and came to the table on the side, opened a bottle of red wine, poured it into two glasses, and handed it to Chanivette: "Here's to a wonderful night."
"Here's to the night!"
Chanivette swallowed the red wine into her red lips, her eyes gradually becoming blurred.
Aaron laid her down on the bed and threw a charm over her.
"crimson!"
He recited a sentence in a low voice in the language of the spirit world, and activated this charm belonging to the nature of 'red'.
Strictly speaking, it's not even a spell, it's just a little influence made using the "red" essence left behind by the "beast", which can make people have an erotic dream that seems real and fake.
Not long after, Chanivette kept murmuring and squirming on the bed.
"It's a pity..."
Aaron changed his clothes with some regret and climbed out of the window...
Ruins camp.
A dark shadow wearing a mask appeared, it was Aaron!
He looked at the lights in the tent and suddenly threw a coin.
Immediately, using the hidden cover of the 'shadow ring', he directly touched the outside of a tent.
"The soul-expelling ointment is almost gone again and must be replenished immediately!"
"During today's noon exploration, Huck did not escape and died in the ruins... Damn it, how many lives will it have to swallow before it is satisfied?"
Hidden conversations were heard.
Aaron's eyes flashed, and various clues were quickly connected together.
'They are the organization behind the 'Beast'... After discovering that they can't trick the Extraordinary into coming to work for their lives, they have no choice but to end up on their own?'
'Exorcism ointment'? It seems that they are also a big buyer of 'Jazz'. No wonder 'Jazz' has not sold other potions recently. It turns out that they are all meeting the needs here... This organization is really rich! At the same time...
...It can be determined that there are probably a large number of evil spirits threatening the ruins!'
He walked around the tent for a while and saw a tunnel entrance surrounded by the center of the tent.
Near the entrance, there are two night watchers guarding it at all times.
"I have predicted before that the danger level of this operation is not high..."
"No one in this camp gave me the feeling of fatal danger. The premonition of danger did not warn me in advance, so they did not have a strong man of the fourth essence to take charge..."
Aaron stretched out his hand and touched the 'Shadow Ring', and a phantom appeared, rushing towards the entrance of the tunnel in a swaggering manner.
"who?"
"There is an intruder!"
The two guards were immediately alerted. One of them roared, his eyes glowing red, like a wild beast.
Another man took out a shotgun and pointed it at the intruder.
The noise alerted the surroundings, and several people rushed out of the tent and chased the 'intruder'.
Bang!
The guard fired.
Countless lead bullets turned into smoke and passed through the phantom.
The intruder was like a soap bubble, exploding instantly and disappearing.
"Damn it! It's Wood's ring!"
A two-meter-tall white man cursed: "Watch the entrance!"
At this time, the guard realized that he had unknowingly moved far away from the tunnel entrance.
At this time, at the entrance of the tunnel, the shadows squirmed, and an inexplicable human figure appeared, seemingly surprised.
'At the entrance of the tunnel, there are also spells arranged, are they visible?'
Aaron was slightly surprised, then rushed directly into the tunnel and disappeared from the sight of his pursuers.
"what to do?"
All the members of the evil organization looked at the dark tomb passage and unanimously fixed their eyes on a man wearing a black trench coat.
"Guard the entrance, there should be some of our people inside...send someone to give chase!"
It seemed that the leader of the men only paused for a few seconds before making a quick decision: "He must be killed, and the secrets here must not be exposed!"