Baron Cullen

The three demon-hunting arrows, two aimed at the heart and one at the tip, completely extinguished all of Red Rose's life.

Then her body began to rapidly dry out and turn black, turning into a pool of foul-smelling, sticky black ash, like ashes from burnt paper, which slowly drifted to the ground.

At this moment, the "Night Rose" tavern was deathly silent.

Jack and the others, the Order Keepers who had been brought by Tyrone and narrowly escaped death, and some daring patrons who hadn't gone far, all stood there stunned.

Everyone stared in utter fear at the young figure standing in the middle of the street, their hearts filled with shock and gratitude.

They knew very well that if it weren't for this young man, many more of them would have died!

At this moment, Karen put away the three Demon Hunter Arrows along with the Demon Hunter Silver Crossbow, and first went to the tavern entrance to check on the injuries of Jack and the others.

Fortunately, thanks to Maria's previous treatment, the toxins in the three people's bodies have now been largely removed.

However, his strength had not fully recovered, and his face was somewhat pale.

Karen breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that her teammates were alright.

He glanced again at Tyron, who was leaning against the outer wall of the gate not far away…

The wound on his right shoulder was so deep that the bone was visible, and blood was slowly seeping out, but he was still emitting a low wail.

Hmm, looks like he won't die anytime soon.

Turning her gaze away, Karen walked straight across the street to the black ash where Red Rose's body had turned to.

He drew his longsword and fiddled with it, quickly finding a familiar badge.

Clearly, this red rose is also a member of the Mystic Order.

Her strength was not much different from that of the vampire woman in Blackwood Village, except that the latter was a wizard, while she seemed to be a warrior or assassin or some other extraordinary profession.

"This is…!"

At that moment, Karen's pupils contracted slightly.

Because he saw something else that was extremely familiar in that pool of black ash…

A piece of parchment with crooked handwriting!

It was clearly a note written by Randall!

He immediately examined the contents of the parchment.

"The infiltration operation in the City of No Breath is proceeding as scheduled. Your job is to use your identity as 'Red Rose' to contact mid-level personnel of several major forces."

If you encounter obstacles, both of your companions may sacrifice themselves.

After reading the note, Karen's face turned extremely pale.

The secret society had indeed begun to infiltrate the city in secret, and according to the contents of the note, it seemed to have been going on for some time.

After all, the top dancer of the Night Rose Tavern, "Red Rose," has been famous for a long time.

And most importantly, there are actually two secret agents of the Mystic Guild lurking in this "Night Rose" tavern!

Bringing her thoughts back, Karen quickly raised her right hand.

On her wrist was a magical communication crystal bracelet given to her by Fiona when she joined the Order Keeper branch.

"I am Karen Waller, from the Order of the Warriors' Seventh Squad," Karen began calmly, speaking rapidly. "Is...Is Ms. Fiona here?"

A few seconds later, Fiona's voice came from the crystal on the bracelet: "Hmm... I'm here, go ahead and say it."

Karen first recounted how Tyron had given him the mission, and how he and his teammates from the Seventh Squad had used the pretense of relaxation to gather information.

After saying that, he began to report: "Ms. Fiona, I have now killed Red Rose."

From the ashes of his body, I found a tribal badge of a member of the Arcane Order and... a note written by Randall!

Judging from the contents of this note, there might be other spies in the tavern. I suggest immediately sealing off the area and conducting a thorough search!

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the communication.

Then Fiona's voice rang out again, this time with obvious seriousness: "It's that guy again..."

Karen, you did a great job. I will send Deputy Chief Sherman with men immediately.

Until then, you have equal power with me: control the situation and don't let anyone escape.

"clear."

Communication was cut off.

Karen immediately turned to the surviving Order Keepers and said calmly, "I have just made contact with Leader Fiona, and Deputy Leader Sherman is leading a group of men to this location."

Before that, we need to help stabilize our injured colleagues, then seal off the entire tavern and prevent anyone from leaving the scene!

The shaken Order Keepers instinctively obeyed his orders and began to act.

Although Karen was not their captain, or even just a member of the Order of the Nation.

But the strength and composure he just displayed undoubtedly made him the backbone of everyone present.

At the same time, Karen walked over to the dying Tyron.

He crouched down and examined the wound he had treated.

The black necrotic tissue at the wound is slowly spreading; the vampire's blood magic is indeed troublesome.

After a moment's thought, he took out a bottle of purification potion from his pouch, pried open Tyrone's mouth, and poured it down his throat.

The purifying potion temporarily suppressed the worsening of the injury, but this injury was too severe to be completely healed easily.

Karen looked calmly at Tyron's pale face.

This man had repeatedly tried to harm him, but now he was reaping the consequences and nearly lost his life.

This is ironic.

But Karen felt little pleasure.

The more important thing right now is the conspiracy between the Arcane Society and the vampires, and people like Tyrion are no longer worth his time.

...

Deputy leader Sherman Robbins arrived even faster than Karen had anticipated.

Less than twenty minutes after the communication ended, the sound of heavy footsteps and the neighing of horses could be heard in the distance on the street outside the Night Rose Tavern.

Karen looked closely and saw that it was two whole squads of Order Keepers!

Upon arriving at the scene, these Order Keepers immediately dispersed and sealed off both the front and back doors of the Night Rose Tavern.

The man leading the group was nearly two meters tall.

He wore heavy plate armor and carried an extremely heavy greatsword on his back.

Even from a distance, Karen could feel the intense pressure emanating from this person.

Tier 4 Warrior!

Sherman Robbins, the last deputy leader of the Order of the Nation, now has three deputy leaders in charge of frontal combat and armed suppression.

Karen had seen him a few times at the branch, but they had never spoken.

It is said that this deputy leader is meticulous and decisive, and is known for his tough and ruthless style in missions and battles.

After dismounting, Sherman first scanned the area, his gaze lingering for a moment on the black ashes across from the tavern, before finally settling on Karen.

"Karen Waller?" His voice was deep, his words brief and to the point.

"It's me, the deputy leader."

"Although the chief has already given me a brief explanation of the situation..." Sherman gestured for Karen to follow him, "as the one reporting, you should still tell me the details of the situation here."

The two walked into the tavern while talking.

Karen gave a brief summary of what had happened that evening.

He didn't hide any details, including the part where Tyron tried to frame him but ended up getting seriously injured instead.

Sherman listened quietly, his face expressionless.

After a long silence, he suddenly spoke: "That note...can I see it?"

Without hesitation, Karen handed over the mithril badge and parchment she had found in the ashes of Red Rose's body.

"Is this what those guys from the Arcane Society use to prove their identity?" Sherman took it, looked at the badge, and frowned slightly.

Although he wasn't in charge of the Arcane Society's missions, he had naturally heard about it from Fiona and the other two vice-leaders.

This organization seems to be causing quite a stir both inside and outside of Breathless City lately.

He looked away and opened the note in his hand.

After quickly reading through the above content, his face immediately darkened.

"I never imagined this organization could infiltrate so silently..." Sherman's eyes were sharp as knives, and his voice was terrifyingly low. "It seems that, just as the leader said, there is indeed something in this city that they are determined to obtain."

He returned the parchment and badge to Karen, then looked at the trembling patrons standing to the side in the tavern.

"Karen, do you think the other two lurking enemies..." His gaze swept back and forth among the people, "could be among these people?"