Chapter 138: The Ruins (1700+ words, requesting subscriptions for the fifth update!)

The horse farm here is not official, but according to William Mark's introduction, it does indeed have rental services.

Of course, it cannot be racehorses like 'Supernova'; they can only be trained on the tracks designated by the farm to avoid injuring their precious hooves.

However, hiring some ordinary horses to go out for a ride, or even hunting, is not much of a problem.

After all, Aaron is a big client, and he has a potential need to purchase multiple hunting horses!

Aaron walked around the stables and finally chose a black stallion.

It had a fiery temper and was said to have kicked several stable hands, but it behaved very docilely when facing Aaron.

Aaron did not use any Extraordinary abilities; he simply drew upon his experience as a Knight to easily subdue the wild horse. After circling the farm twice, he carried his hunting rifle and, followed by a guide, charged into the mountain forest.

He looked at the lamp lit inside the tent and suddenly tossed a coin.

He whispered a sentence in Spirit World Language, activating this Talisman belonging to the aspect of 'Red'.

Strictly speaking, it could not even be considered a Talisman; it was merely a minor influence created using the essence of 'Red' left behind by a 'Beast', capable of making a person have a dream that felt both real and fake.

Two guards were immediately alarmed; one let out a roar, red light emerging from his eyes, as if he were a beast.

"I divined it before; the danger level of this operation is not high..."

"This gentleman, you are truly handsome; I like your eyes!"

"What should we do?"

"Crimson!"

Near these people, several tents were also pitched, clearly indicating an intention to stay here for a long time.

"Chase him!"

"Damn it! It's that ring of Wood's!"

But at this moment, Old Rem, watching Aaron simply train the horse and then command 'Black Jack' with voice cues, was still very impressed.

It was evident that Old Rem held outsiders in great contempt.

"It's really a bit of a pity..."

Dressed in hunting gear, he raised his hand to aim at a rabbit and fired a shot.

'At the entrance of the tunnel, there is also a Curse layout; is it of the manifestation type?'

The young woman named 'Chanivette' was about twenty years old, tall and sexy, with long, fiery red hair. Her style was also bold; she took off her coat immediately after entering the room.

"To the night!"

"I am not only handsome, but also have great style..."

Countless lead pellets turned into mist and passed through that phantom.

Immediately, using the concealment of the 'Shadow Ring', he slipped directly outside a tent.

'They are the organization behind the 'Beast'... after discovering they couldn't fool Extraordinaries into risking their lives, they had to take the field themselves?'

The two, one after the other, rushed out of the mountain forest and onto a small hillside.

Aaron seemed to have taken an interest and immediately chased after it, firing shots from time to time, but none hit the target.

A masked Shadow emerged; it was exactly Aaron!

Aaron drove the horse casually, appearing aimless, but in reality, he was closing in on the location of the ruins.

"During the exploration at noon today, Hake didn't escape and died in the ruins... damn it, how many lives does it need to consume to be satisfied?"

"No one in this camp gives me a feeling of fatal danger; my premonition of danger did not warn me in advance, so they don't have a powerhouse of the Fourth Primordial Substance sitting in command..."

A sharp light flashed in Aaron's eyes as various clues quickly connected together.

Aaron changed his clothes with some regret and climbed out of the window...

Bang!

That guard fired his gun.

Aaron praised inwardly: "This is using land reclamation as a cover to blatantly rob graves!"

"There's an intruder!"

'This is it, the location of the ruins...'

The horse farm's guide was named Old Rem, said to be a local of Green Forest. His ancestors were once grooms for the lord, and he was very familiar with raising and training horses, as well as the nearby mountain forest terrain.

Aaron was slightly surprised, then charged directly into the tunnel, disappearing from the sight of his pursuers.

"The Spirit-Dispelling Ointment is almost used up; I must replenish it immediately!"

The intruder burst like a soap bubble, instantly exploding and vanishing.

Aaron smiled and walked to a table on the side, opened a bottle of red wine, poured it into two glasses, and handed one to Chanivette: "To this beautiful night."

'This gentleman's Horsemanship is not bad, but his marksmanship is too lousy. It was just a rabbit, and he fired three shots without hitting it... When I was a child, I could bag a whole nest with just a bird gun...'

Aaron suddenly reined in his horse and looked not far from the hillside, where some burly men were active. Some were cutting down trees, and others, dressed as farmers, were carrying hoes to dig the ground.

"Pah... that was originally a piece of wasteland. I don't know when a group of outsider barbarians came and fenced it off, saying they wanted to build a farm or something..."

Old Rem muttered to himself, also whistled, and chased after him.

Aaron seemed to have lost interest and returned to the horse farm with Old Rem.

He had deliberately driven the prey here; at this moment, he pointed his riding crop at the temporary camp and asked: "Old Rem, what place is that?"

The other person took out a hunting rifle and aimed it at the intruder.

He did not go back, but instead pretended to be very interested, stayed directly at the horse farm, enjoyed a meal of what was said to be local-style barbecue, and then called for a local woman and entered the room.

By this time, it was already afternoon.

Aaron reached out and stroked the 'Shadow Ring', and a phantom emerged, swaggering toward the tunnel entrance.

"Mr. Yugesi, you are truly an excellent Knight!"

All the members of the Evil Domain stared at the pitch-black tomb passage, unanimously fixing their gazes on a man wearing a black trench coat.

Chanivette swallowed the crimson wine into her red lips, her eyes gradually becoming hazy.

The ruin campsite.

Bang!

Amidst the thick smoke, that rabbit was intensely startled and fled rapidly.

Aaron laid her down on the bed and tossed a Talisman over.

Near the entrance, there were always two night watchmen on guard.

At this moment, at the entrance of the tunnel, the Shadow squirmed, and an inexplicable humanoid figure appeared, seemingly also somewhat surprised.

"So that's how it is."

"Tsk tsk..."

Only then did the guards realize that, without knowing it, they had already moved far away from the tunnel entrance.

He bypassed this tent, walked a distance, and saw a tunnel entrance surrounded by tents in the center.

The noise startled those nearby, and several people rushed out from the tents, chasing after the 'intruder'.

Not long after, Chanivette kept murmuring in her mouth and began to writhe on the bed.

Sounds of a Secret conversation drifted out.

A two-meter-tall white man cursed: "Watch the entrance!"

'Spirit-Dispelling Ointment? It seems they are also big buyers from the "Gentleman", no wonder the "Gentleman" hasn't sold any other potions lately; it turns out it was all to satisfy the demand here... This organization is truly wealthy! At the same time... it can be confirmed that inside the ruins, there is likely a massive threat of vengeful spirits!'

Old Rem replied with some toothache: "Those barbarians seem to have gang backgrounds; the local farmers dare not interfere, and the big shots above are too lazy to care... It is said they are working on buying this piece of land..."

He paused and asked: "Is there no one in charge?"

"Who?"

"Guard the entrance, our people should still be inside... Send men to pursue!"

The man who seemed to be the leader only paused for a few seconds before quickly making a decision: "He must be killed; the Secret here cannot be exposed!"

(End of this chapter)