"Lord Sheriff! It's the courtyard in front! I saw with my own eyes a carriage entering, followed by two attendants on horseback!"
"They still have crossbows in their hands!"
On a dilapidated street, a skinny homeless man pointed to the yard not far away and said flatteringly.
In front of him were two teams of knights.
A group of people wearing black robes and holding silver swords were obviously Demon Hunt knights. The people leading the group were Carla, a female knight of the second level of Silver Moon, and Lenno, the son of the Duke. They were also followed by the anxious-looking old servant Ka of the Castel family. Simodo.
The other team was uniformly dressed in leather armor. They were the city guards of Boulder City. They were led by a mustachioed nobleman in robes.
It was the robed nobleman who spoke to the tramp.
He pinched his mustache reservedly, nodded slightly, and then looked flatteringly at Leno on the other side:
"Lord Lenore, this should be here. This used to be the manor of the Count Broglie. It was abandoned after the disaster ten years ago."
"We received a report more than ten minutes ago that someone was galloping in the city. The description of the carriage is very similar to the Castel family's carriage. It is probably the hijacker."
Leno nodded solemnly, and then looked at Kara.
Kara did not speak, but directly rode in with the demon hunting knight.
Leno was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to follow him, but after glancing at the homeless man who looked eager to please, he stopped again and reached into his pocket to fumble around.
The tramp's eyes gradually brightened, full of hope.
But after touching it for a while, Leno looked a little embarrassed.
He and the homeless man looked at each other, coughed dryly, looked away unnaturally, and said to the others calmly:
"Captain Kara has already gone in, let's follow him quickly."
After saying that, he rode up and followed.
The tramp sighed and looked at the robed nobleman who was the Sheriff.
Robed nobleman:…
"Why are you still standing there? Get out of the way! The Demon Hunter is doing something, can you afford to delay it?!"
With a straight face, he whipped the whip in the air and shouted coldly.
Then, he also rushed in with the remaining city guards.
Only the homeless man is left to eat ashes in the dust stirred up by swearing:
"Bah! Those aristocrats who dig at you! Curse you for giving birth to children without buttholes!"
…
As everyone entered the courtyard, the strong smell of blood hit their faces.
Everyone's expressions almost changed.
Kara's eyes swept over the bloodstains on the ground that looked like wild beasts. She turned over and dismounted, knelt down on one knee and grabbed a handful of blood-stained soil.
"The blood stains solidified not long ago. It should have been fifteen minutes to half an hour ago. Judging from the traces of the battle, it should be some kind of small monster, more humanoid."
Leno also followed, glanced around and said.
Kara glanced at him in surprise and said nothing.
Her eyes followed the bloodstains to the broken carriage and the hideous corpse not far away.
"Two attendants had their hearts ripped out, and one... hiss... was a bit miserable. He looked like he was the first to encounter a monster."
Leno clicked his tongue.
As he spoke, he pinched his chin and thought thoughtfully:
"This killing method...is a bit like -"
"Blood Demon."
Kara continued.
Her eyes kept wandering around, seeming to be looking for something.
"Blood...blood demon?! Master Kara, do you mean that my master has encountered the blood demon again?!"
Quasimodo's eyes widened with a look of horror, and large beads of sweat broke out on his forehead almost instantly.
"Don't worry yet. Your master is not here. This is a good thing."
Lenno comforted.
After saying that, he stepped forward to investigate, but tripped over something under his feet.
Lenno looked down and found that it was a hand crossbow.
He picked up the hand crossbow casually, looked at it for a few times and was about to throw it away, but suddenly his expression changed slightly.
He looked at the crossbow handle seriously for a while, and his face became increasingly ugly.
After quietly glancing at the demon hunting knights and city guards who were searching the scene, he silently put away the crossbow.
The scene in the courtyard was horrific.
After some investigation, everyone has determined that the three people who kidnapped Countess Castells are dead.
Even the packhorse of the carriage found corpses in the forest.
However, the kidnapped girl disappeared.
Quasimodo's expression became more anxious and worried, and the faces of the demon-hunting knights gradually became solemn.
And at this moment, a crazy roar suddenly came from deeper in the courtyard:
"Roar--!"
The female knight Kara did not hesitate and rushed over almost instantly, and the remaining demon hunting knights followed suit.
Leno hesitated for a moment, and then chased after him with the sheriff and city guards.
Everyone walked around a forest and had a wide view.
What comes into view is an abandoned garden. A silver cage of light is very eye-catching in the night, and a rickety humanoid monster is trapped in it.
It has a pair of sharp fangs, and its long tongue is dripping with mucus. It roars while constantly struggling in the cage.
Leno's eyes condensed slightly, and a cold light flashed in Kara's eyes:
"It's an out-of-control blood demon."
"Yo! You're finally here, meow!"
A hoarse voice attracted everyone's attention.
Everyone turned their attention and saw a fat black cat lying lazily on its side on the incomplete sculpture not far from the Cage of Light.
One of its front paws humanely supports its head, while the other front paw is yawning:
"Yawn... If you don't come back, Mr. Cat, I will fall asleep."
"Lord Nice? Why are you here?"
The demon hunting knights were slightly startled.
Female knight Kara was not surprised, but asked directly and concisely:
"What about her?"
"Yawn...it's in the carriage behind!"
It pursed its lips behind it.
There, there was an intact carriage parked there.
The moonlight was like water, and the night breeze blew open the curtains of the carriage, revealing the scene inside.
In the carriage, a petite and beautiful girl was curled up in the corner, sleeping peacefully.
Her breathing was steady, her white dress was very neat, her slightly bulging chest rose and fell gently, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she occasionally smacked her lips, as if she had a good dream.
"Owner!"
Quasimodo was overjoyed and rushed forward.
"Shh-! Keep your voice down! You're still asleep!"
The black cat quickly raised a paw in front of his mouth, blew on it, and said with glaring eyes.
"Uh...ohhhh!"
Quasimodo was stunned for a moment, then he quickly covered his mouth and nodded, his movements becoming gentle and careful as never before.
Black Cat was relieved.
At this time, Kara looked at it, and her voice was as cold as ever:
"What happened?"
"Hey, what else could there be? It's bad luck for those three idiots. They chose this courtyard as their stronghold. Who knows, but there's an out-of-control blood demon hiding here!"
Black Cat pouted.
As it spoke, it said bitterly:
"That is really an ugly and cunning blood demon! Cruel! And evil!"
"If Master Cat hadn't been following me secretly, Castel's eldest lady would probably have suffered too!"
"Okay, it's good if you guys are here. Maintaining order in this cage makes me exhausted!"
"You? You saved my master?"
Quasimodo looked grateful.
Black Cat's expression was a little unnatural.
It coughed dryly, glanced guiltily at the sleeping girl behind it, and then said arrogantly:
"Well, Mr. Cat has also been entrusted by others to protect your young lady in the recent period! If you want to thank... just go and thank Raoul from the Mission Hospital!"
When it came to the name Raoul, it almost gritted its teeth.
"Thank you! Thank you very much! The Castel family will never forget your kindness!"
Quasimodo kept thanking him.
The crowd's voices seemed to wake up the sleeping girl, and a delicate moan came from the carriage.
Quasimodo perked up and hurriedly greeted him, pleasantly surprised:
"Master! Master, you're awake!"
The long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the girl slowly opened her sleepy eyes, her eyes slightly confused.
Seeing Quasimodo's ugly and worried face, her eyes gradually returned to focus, and a sweet and innocent smile appeared on her delicate and charming face. Her delicate and crisp voice was very nice, like an angel:
"Oh! It's Quasimodo..."
"Are we home?"
Nice:…
