Invincible witch

I galloped wildly for a day and a half, and finally arrived at the refugee camp on the border before the agreed meeting time with Rutger.

The road is very peaceful, which is really rare in today's troubled world.I was not entangled by any forces such as wild soldiers, refugees, bandits and bandits, and it went so smoothly that even I was a little surprised.

Is the security situation in this area so good?It's no wonder that Rutger chose to hide here.Such a peaceful area is especially rare in the chaotic Griffin Empire, it is so beautiful that it is hardly real.

As I sighed, I flew off my horse outside the refugee camp.Snot Pao'er has also been running hard these days, and is panting heavily.When I was looking at the shape of the refugee camp, it suddenly started to jump, which was quite dishonest.

I had no choice but to turn around and grab its rein, and by the way, Enwei rebuked it in a low voice, "Good boy, don't cause trouble when you go out!" Fully dressed, ready to enter.

There is no shortage of lush forests on the borders of the Griffin Empire.The so-called refugee camp is actually just a slightly larger simple wooden house, half hidden in the depths of the dense forest.A small yard was surrounded by dilapidated wooden railings outside the gate, and two wooden poles were used to pick up a dense skull of a skeleton at the gate of the yard.The exterior of the two-story wooden house is strewn with old and faded bricks, and the wooden roof is also dilapidated.At the highest point of the roof, a wooden pole lifted the same skull, giving off a cold and bleak feeling in the evening wind.

I hadn't even entered the courtyard of the refugee camp when some mistresses appeared.They hid secretly behind a tree not far away, and whispered hello to me.

I was a little stunned, thinking to myself that I was so angry at Fan Dan's attitude, but I forgot about it.But as Jezebeth, I still have to be perfect. I walked back from the gate of the courtyard, walked up to them, and said coldly, "Is there something unusual these days?"

One of them, Mei Ji, smiled flatteringly and said, "No, no. We've been following them with great care, and nothing suspicious happened. Not even a single unowned soldier who came to this refugee camp."

I smiled, but my complexion did not improve, and I said lightly: "Very good. You can go. After I finish meeting with Rutger today and get the 'Heart of the Griffin' he voluntarily handed over, this person is right We are useless. Your mission has been successfully completed and you can go back."

Those mistresses were slightly taken aback, as if they didn't expect to complete a task so easily; but my authority in front of them has always been unquestionable.So they laughed together, wei wei kept talking, and quickly disappeared into the ground.

I brushed Darelle's long wine-red hair behind her head, then turned around and walked over, walked through the small courtyard in front of the door, and pushed open the dilapidated wooden door of the refugee camp.

There were not many people in the hall downstairs.At the table in the innermost dark corner sat a vampire.There were two dwarven berserkers sitting by the window, which was almost half a hall away from them. On the table in front of them were their weapons—bright red gloves with sharp blades.At this time, the two berserkers were giving disgusted and angry eyes to the vampire in the corner.Although the vampire looked indifferent, he probably looked down on the poor-looking dwarves because of his status, so he occasionally glanced coldly at the two long, curly faces. On the berserker with blush and beard.

In normal times, these two types of people must have met each other on the battlefield.It's just that they are both degenerates in Tianya now, so it's not easy to cause troubles, they can only continue to fight with their eyes swishing back and forth in the air.

As I walked through the hall, I found that my presence had attracted the attention of both parties.After all, there are very few women here, not to mention that I am much more energetic than them, and I don't look like a poor person who has nowhere to stay and has been reduced to this place.

I didn't care about their wary and suspicious gazes, and went straight up the wooden stairs that creaked every time I stepped on them.

The aisle on the second floor was covered with dust, and it hadn't been cleaned for a long time.There are spider webs on the corner of the wall, it doesn't look like a refugee camp, but more like an abandoned tower of the undead.

The aisle was empty.I walked carefully along the aisle, bypassing several holes in the ground that had been cracked along the way.Suddenly, a mouse came out from nowhere and ran past my feet.I was caught off guard, and couldn't help taking two steps back, covering my chest with my hand, and almost didn't cry out.

After I calmed down, I couldn't help but swear in my heart, and then I continued to move forward.

Most of the rooms on both sides of the aisle have their doors wide open. When I pass by, I will look in carefully. Those rooms are not occupied by anyone, and even the simple furniture in the room is covered with a layer of dust.

The door of one room was tightly closed—but the wooden door had rotted in places, and I looked into the room through the hole in the door and realized that this was the room of the two dwarf berserkers.

Far away from this room, the door of another room was ajar.I only glanced through the crack of the door, and saw the thin-skinned coffin impressively placed in the center of the room.This discovery made me smile a little.

It really is a refugee camp with poor facilities.Even vampires who have always lived only in ornately carved coffins have to succumb to the cheapest thin-skinned coffins on mass graves?

I went all the way to the end of this aisle.One of the doors there was closed.The rotten holes in the door were carefully plugged so that no light could come through, let alone peeking.

I stopped outside the door and pursed my lips into a smile.

In such a remote place, this caution is too conspicuous.Fortunately, there have been no dogs from the Red Templar to visit recently.Otherwise, in this leaky refugee camp, such a densely packed door would definitely attract unnecessary attention.At that time, even if I make up my mind to fight against Byara, it will be difficult for the strong dragon to overwhelm the snake, which will be very troublesome.

I collected myself and pushed the door open as soon as I stretched out my hand—unexpectedly, although the holes and gaps on the door were tightly blocked, the door was not locked.

Rutger, indeed, is a prodigal son who always does things unexpectedly.I thought with a smile.

The door opened slowly, and I saw him at a glance.

He looked much more laid-back than before, his originally short blond hair had grown a bit, and it was a little messy, with a few locks hanging unruly on his forehead.

He sat sideways on a wooden chair with his back half facing the door.However, he was neither surprised nor flustered when he heard the sound of the door. His right arm seemed to be resting leisurely on the back of the chair, and he slowly turned his head.There seemed to be a trace of vicissitudes and calmness in his eyes after the ups and downs. Although his facial features are still as handsome as before, I understand that he is no longer the famous prodigal son of the Griffin Empire when we first met.

When he saw the person standing at the door, his pale blue pupils lost their former composure at that moment.He cried out, "Why are you?!"

The author has something to say: Update on September 10:

RP bursts out suddenly...

Is it really the impetus brought by the appearance of the male supporting role...^^