Pioneering

Chapter 33 Ceremony
"Patriarch, we have already checked, and there is no problem with the secret passage." A brown-gray giant wolf reported to Andre Kelei.

"Patriarch, the clansmen who sneaked into Bog Village confirmed that there is a high probability that this information is true." Joanna planed the ground excitedly, and said bitterly, "Father, this opportunity must not be missed!"

Andrekre thought for a long time, then said slowly: "Then inform all the clansmen that tonight, when the silver moon and the blood moon alternate, launch a full-scale attack on Borg Village."

At that time, it was the time when the second round of patrols in Bog village alternated at night, and it was also the time when the security was weakest.

"Patriarch, do you trust that Tritter that much? What if it's a trap?"

A gray-haired giant wolf with an older voice asked.

"Mirael, that's a good question," Andrek said appreciatively, "but even if it's a trap, relying on our strength, it's just a resumption of frontal confrontation."

Andrew said confidently:
"Borg Village doesn't have the strength to create a trap to trap us!
That being the case, why not give it a try?

We have nothing to lose, do we?

And there is a high probability that it is true, that is, the benefits far outweigh the risks, so it is worth taking the risk, isn't it! "

"I will lead the trainee knights outside the village to raid Borg village from the church's secret passage," Andrekre continued, "I will inform the trainee knights who have sneaked into Borg village to fully cooperate with us, cooperate internally and externally, and give priority to strangling Bog The Grammar Musketeers."

The resources of the werewolf family are limited, and the resources must be concentrated on the most talented group of people. All werewolf apprentice knights are all bronze.

"The non-knights of the bronze race, in groups of three, roam around hunting down the militia patrols in Bog Village," Andreklie said murderously with cruel and bloody eyes in his eyes, "The rest of the iron race The clansmen, scattered and surrounded Boge Village, once they meet the villagers of Boge Village who broke up and fled, they will be killed without mercy!"

"Although the Principality of Andreia has been weakened in recent years, it is not something we can contend with. If there is a massacre of a village, we will definitely intervene in the investigation."

"So tonight, everyone must go all out and make a quick decision," Andre Kelei said, "After slaughtering Borg Village, collect property and food, and we will head to the Principality of Dimen overnight."

……

The last piece of afterglow finally fell under the blue corona.

At this moment, Homan, who had been busy all day and tried his best to appease the villagers, could finally take a break and think seriously about how the werewolf lurks into the village.

"There is no security outside, so the werewolves must have been lurking inside Borg Village for a long time."

"But after killing so many village chiefs in Zoya, I know everyone in the village clearly, and I haven't seen anyone with any suspicious signs today. How did they lurk in here? Is there a ghost?"

"Although a werewolf can transform into a human form, I haven't heard of any ability to change faces?"

"No, potion! Why did I forget this, maybe the werewolf has some super potion that can be easily used!"

"It doesn't matter, let all the villagers touch Mithril one by one tomorrow, and take it on the spot if there is a sign!"

Homan, who was thinking wildly, could not bear the physical and mental fatigue of the past few days. Wearing iron armor, holding a silver-plated long knife, and a gun loaded with mithril bullets beside his bed, he fell asleep exhaustedly.

……

The west end of Bog Village.

"Aunt Laurie, are you here to deliver food again?" A gray-haired young man who was replaced greeted Laurie.

"Hoo~" A young man with yellow hair who was replaced whistled youthfully and said, "Auntie Laurie's food is delicious. I don't know if people are more delicious?"

When Laurie heard the molesting words, she retreated in panic, and retreated behind the team leader who came to replace her.

"Don't give me #￥@% to talk nonsense to me," the patrol captain who came to take over looked like a tall man, punched the yellow-haired youth, and cursed, "I have worked so hard for you guys! You bastard, keep your mouth clean when cooking! Otherwise, watch out for my fist."

"After eating, go to training quickly, finish training early and go home early to sleep!"

After the young man with yellow hair was beaten, he took a long look at the burly team leader, and rolled away to eat while muttering.

Recently, the villagers of Boge Village have gathered in the church to prepare for war during the day, and can only go home to rest at night.

The militia patrols are alternately patrolling day and night, and the replaced armed forces have to concentrate on training for a while before going home.

The Musketeers are concentrated in two shifts.One class trains during the day and rests at night; the other class rests during the day and trains at night.Once you receive the distress signal from the patrol team, all go to support immediately.

Due to the death incident last night, most of the elderly, weak, women and children did not dare to come out to deliver meals to the militiamen who had been replaced. It is indeed quite rare for someone as enthusiastic as Laurie.

After the militiamen who were replaced by shifts finished eating, they patted their buttocks and left cleanly.Laurie packed up the tableware, said hello to the militiamen who took over and several villagers who delivered the meals together, and then turned to say goodbye.

Under the dark night, there seems to be endless fear lurking.

But the strange thing is that Laurie didn't go straight home, but came to an inaccessible corner, took out a bottle of ink with an indescribable color from the delivery basket, and dipped her hands in the ink , excitedly and eagerly drawing something on the ground.

Horizontal, vertical, horizontal skimming, easy hook, vertical folding, vertical skimming, skimming point...

As Laurie continued to sketch, a strange pattern appeared on the ground.Small, numerous, chaotic, and intricate symbols actually form a weird and mysterious eye!

"Come on, come on! Finish this last place! We'll see you soon, Ryder! We'll be together soon!" thought Laurie.

"Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn!..." After drawing the pattern, Laurie knelt and sat in front of the mysterious eye, like meaningless babbling, but also like the most devout prayer.

As Laurie kept talking, the strange unknown light flashed along the strange route of the pattern, and the mysterious eyes seemed to come alive, sending out chaotic gazes through the ground.

This gaze is so charming, blind, dumb, and ignorant, just like the vainly distorted and moving stars in the shining sky of stars, which makes people unable to restrain the curiosity in the deepest part of human genes that is never willing to succumb to the suppression of human reason.

The indescribable pattern shone with obscure light, more and more frequently, as if calling for something, and as if luring something, and disappeared suddenly with the disappearance of Laurie's last syllable.

The pattern on the ground also disappeared.

Suddenly there was a sound of something being stepped on behind him, which startled Laurie, who was in an unconscious and wonderful experience.

Laurie suddenly turned around and looked back. It was the yellow-haired young man who had been transferred from the patrol team.

It turned out that the daring yellow-haired young man knew that Laurie would always go back and forth to deliver meals alone, thinking that he would not know if he could survive this werewolf attack on the village, so he just had a good time!
The young man with yellow hair shot back after changing shifts and left. He wanted to follow Laurie, who was alone, to a no-man's land and do some indescribable things. But he saw Laurie come to this corner. Draw something wacky.

Then he was deeply attracted, and then deeply shocked, and watched the whole process in a daze, feeling an unparalleled fear of the unknown.He wanted to escape, but the chaotic consciousness made him fall to the ground, alarming Laurie.

"Did you see it? You saw it." Laurie stared at the yellow-haired young man with a gloomy expression, as if she was asking, but also as if she was confirming, and said, "You saw it all! You saw it all!"

"No, no," the yellow-haired young man begged for mercy tremblingly, his limbs were weak, and a smell of fishy smell came from his cotton pants, "I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything!"

"Ah~!"

With this scream, the rising blood moon in the sky appeared bright red again.

(End of this chapter)