Seen from a distance, Booma Town is quiet and peaceful.
But once the distance got closer, it became eerily quiet.
There wasn't a single sound.
There were neither insects nor dogs barking, nor the security guard who was supposed to be guarding the town gate.
Peters stopped the carriage immediately.
He grasped the hilt of the sword tightly with one hand and knocked on the carriage with the other hand.
Boom, boom.
When Peters knocked for the first time, Jason had already opened the carriage door and walked out. Earlier, he had already smelled the surroundings carefully.
There is no smell of any food.
Looking at the extremely quiet town, a little uneasiness immediately rose in Jason's heart.
This feeling reminded him instinctively of the first time he stood in front of the 'Moon Mask' door. When he was about to open the door, Jason asked without hesitation: "Are there any other options?"
"have!"
"There is another village about 20 miles away from Buma Town."
Peters said with certainty.
"Go to that village to rest."
After Jason finished speaking, he got on the carriage.
Then, Peters turned the carriage and headed towards the village.
But just after Jason's carriage left, the wheels left on the ground when they left, and the traces of the horses' hooves disappeared.
It's as if an invisible person has swept away all these.
…
About two hours later, a team of twenty people suddenly appeared in the distance of Booma Town. They were wearing uniform red uniforms, black hats, long white legs and black boots.
Every war horse he rides on is tall, straight, with slender limbs, and he runs extremely swiftly.
It only took four or five breaths to arrive at Boomer Town from afar.
Moreover, when stopped, everyone is uniform.
"Captain, the traces disappeared here."
One of them squatted down and searched carefully on the ground, then subconsciously looked at the strange Bulma Town.
"Oh, it's just pretending to be a ghost."
"There are too many tricks like this on the mystery side."
"Not to mention the heir to the 'Cat Cave'."
"However, he can also do little tricks like this. We know far more secrets of real combat than he does!"
"he?"
"Vulnerable!"
The leader sneered, and then waved his hand.
Immediately, the whole team rushed in.
The confident leader is no exception.
However, when the war horses rushed into Buma Town, the sound of horse hooves disappeared.
Even the horseshoe marks left outside the town disappeared along with it.
Not just the neighborhood, but the marks of the horses' hooves along their journey.
It seemed as if they had never been there.
Or...
They never existed.
…
Tower city, ruins.
After a whole day of cleaning, the remnants of Taur's "Deep Keepers" were finally found in the ruins.
There are no intact bodies.
The energy generated by the explosion center directly tore them apart.
In fact, these are the 'Dark Guardians'. If they were ordinary people, their bones would probably be gone.
After relying on some mysterious means to confirm the identities of all the 'secret guards', the adjutant walked into the temporary tent with a serious face.
In the tent, Baron Malol, dressed in a light-colored knight's uniform and riding boots, was reading seriously with several secret letters in his hand.
As the person in charge of this emergency incident in Tower City, Baron Malol is not that old, in his early thirties, with a mature and handsome face, especially when he is serious, his eyes are bright.
The adjutant made no sound, but waited quietly.
It wasn't until Mallor put down all the letters that he handed over the report.
"Everyone including Cronin was wiped out?!"
Looking at this report, Baron Malol frowned even though he was already prepared in his heart.
Because he knew very well what losing an entire team of 'Dark Guardians' meant.
Not to mention that each of the 'Dark Guardians' themselves are extremely talented people and are built with countless resources. Just the forces and organizations represented by these people are enough to give people a headache.
The genres of the old days have long since disappeared.
However, new forces and organizations have also been established.
Just like his 'new aristocrat'.
They are all the beneficiaries of the last war.
And he was even luckier.
He inherited his father's 'trophies' and became a baron among the new nobility.
Thinking about the significance of this mission.
Planning for the greatest benefit, the baron spoke slowly.
"1. Increase efforts to hunt down members of the "Revival Society."
"2. Verify whether the 'piper' is true or false."
"3. Seal all news here, and deal with all those who have escaped."
In a calm tone, he said extremely cruel things.
The adjutant was not surprised at all.
He knows very well the behavior of his commander.
"Yes, sir."
The adjutant bowed in response, turned around and left the tent.
The baron sat in the chair again and picked up the secret letter on the table again.
These secret letters are from Jie Danlun.
There are detailed records of Peters in recent years.
If it weren't for the conclusive testimony of more than a dozen eyewitnesses, the baron would not have believed that the heir to the "Cat Cave" actually chose to be a coachman, so he sent someone to contact Jie Danlun's spies.
And now?
The baron knew his chance had come.
The baron couldn't help but smile when he saw the information in the secret letter that the heir of the 'Cat Cave' became a coachman of a graduate of the 'Gryphon Camp' and headed to the 'Hans' seaport.
The graduates of the 'Gryphon Camp' are of no importance at all.
Although it is a 'Gryphon Camp', it is a small place like Jeddanlon, not the 'Gryphon Camp' of Goersai.
What he needs is the heir to the 'Cat Cave'.
The guy who is remembered by many big figures in the federation.
He has sent a team of cronies to capture the opponent.
As long as he catches the opponent or brings back the opponent's body, it will be enough for him to attract attention among the new nobles.
Maybe the title can be upgraded to another level.
His Excellency Viscount Mallor?
No, Lord Viscount Malol!
What a nice title.
Thinking of the bright future, the corners of the baron's lips curled up even more.
But the next moment, the smile on the baron's face solidified.
His face became extremely pale.
Then……
puff!
A mouthful of blood spurted out.
However, Baron Malol didn't even bother to wipe away the blood. He lowered his head and tried to twist the ring on his left index finger.
This is the ring that communicates with his cronies.
He needs to know what happened and why someone died.
But just when his finger was about to touch the ring——
Puff puff!
Nineteen mouthfuls of blood spurted out uncontrollably.
If the baron looked pale before, now he looked as if he was dead.
Moreover, he could no longer sit still.
With a thud, he fell to the ground.
The guard on duty outside the door heard a strange noise and rushed in immediately.
