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Speaking of which, the structure of this house is indeed different from other houses, Nathanos did not attract attention at the beginning.

‘The style of the house is exactly the same as that of Gilness, that is to say…’ Nathanos looked slowly at the floor. He walked out of the door and found the entrance to the basement - a wooden board attached to the ground. The surrounding soil was turned over, which means that someone had entered and left the place not long ago. Nathanos opened the entrance and sniffed it. There was no bloody smell, but it was pitch black inside. He walked carefully down the stairs, and the bow and arrow in his hand were ready to go, ready to destroy the enemy that might suddenly rush out.

"Don't die me!"

"What?" Nathanos heard the voice of human beings, and in a tone of despair and fear, the other party was frightened in horror. "Who?" he asked.

"I'm still alive, I'm still alive!" Giseti turned sadness into joy when he heard the other person's voice. The other person was also a human. "Save me, save me." He ran out of the corner and rushed towards Nathanos. The boy subconsciously kicked the human being asking for help in the face of this situation.

The man fell to the ground in pain, "Ouch!"

"Answer my question." Nathanos pointed the arrow at him, and the man was so scared that he immediately covered his face with his hands.

"No, don't kill me, my name is Batulo Gisetti, I'm a fisherman, that's all."

"Everyone here is dead, but you are still alive?" Nathanos asked.

"Of course, I have been hiding here, outside, with many screams, I dare not go out, thank goodness, I am still alive." Giseti knelt on the ground and told Nathanos about what happened last night and how he survived. Nathanos sighed heavily, he took the bow and arrow back to the quiver and said to Giseti: "You can't mention a word to others what you have experienced, get up, I'll take you to Nanhai Town."

"Really, thank you, thank you!"

Unexpectedly, there were survivors. Nathanos looked at the excited Giseti. The first thing he thought about now was to take him to a safe place, and then he had some important information that needed Giseti to tell him.

Nathanos knew in his heart that the real war had not begun, and this attack was just a prelude. The main force of the tribe had not arrived here yet. If the current situation was based on the advantage of large numbers, the alliance should indeed launch an attack on the tribe, but the real killer move was here. This sneak attack can be said to have scared most of the alliance to fear. Not only did they lose their fighting spirit, it is also very likely to cause rumors and seriously affect the morale of the army. In summary, it is the first thing that the alliance is unable to counterattack in a short period of time. The pressure that Losa has to face will be several times as much as before. He must regroup the troops, arrange defense lines, and then try his best to boost morale.

If Nathanos wants to get these, Orgrim must have it. This is the most critical step in his plan. The purpose of the tribe is to gain a foothold here in advance. In the previous attack, Orgrim did not appear on the battlefield. The purpose of this is to make the leaders of the alliance dare not act rashly. If Lothar knew that Orgrim had arrived at the front line, he would attack immediately regardless of the situation, but the cunning Hammer of Destruction happened to hide. Will Lothar think Orgrim had arrived here? Of course he thought so, but this was just a guess. Lothar had just experienced failure and he could not take huge risks at this time. Whether it was strategy or decision-making, the alliance was at a disadvantage from the beginning.

The tribe did not set up defenses around the coast, and the villages here had no resources to use after they were looted. Orgrim would definitely set up his base camp in a place with at least water sources.

After the two arrived in Nanhai Town, Nathanos immediately asked Giseti to take a shower in the lake, and then took him to the hotel, watching Giseti gnaw on the bread frantically.

"Thank you."

"You have said these three words sixteen times."

"This is what it should be. If it weren't for you, I might still be in the basement, maybe I'm already..."

"Shut up." Nathanos glared at him, fortunately no one around heard their conversation.

"Now I'll ask you some questions, you have to answer me," said Nathanos.

Jisetti nodded.

"What other noises did you hear? Last night."

"I told you all on the way."

"In that case, your mind will not change. Your consciousness is always receiving the sounds around you. There must be something you missed. Think about it carefully." Nathanos handed him a glass of water.

Jiseti took a sip and said, "Can you give me some tips or something?"

"Apart from the rude sounds you hear, and..." Nathanos continued, thinking of the screams of the villagers, "Is there anything else besides the yelling sounds? Of course, the sound of the tide does not count."

Gisette held the bread and lowered his head to recall carefully. The scene was very chaotic last evening. He was trembling alone in the darkness and did not dare to see what was happening outside at all.

“It’s dark around me and I can’t see anything.”

"It's very smart. The other party knows that he can't set fire." Nathanos said, looking around again, making sure no one noticed them.

"I heard the begging for mercy by my neighbor Peter," said Giseti, his eyes magnified slightly, and he wanted to return to that nightmare night. "He seemed to say, I'm not an elf."

"What?" Nathanos was shocked by the message. "Why did he say this? Are you sure you heard it right?"

"I'm not sure, but I vaguely heard him say this." Giseti unknowingly pinched the bread into pieces of debris.

"Okay, you don't have to answer my questions anymore." Nathanos stood up and prepared to leave.

"Where are you going?"

"This is not something you should care about." Nathanos put five silver coins in front of Giseti, which was enough to keep the man alive. "You stay here, it's safe, I'm going to do something more important."

Giseti's words made Nathanos very puzzled, but he told him in his heart that this was very important news.

"Is this possible?" Nathanos said to himself as he walked on the road. "I am not an elf, what does this sentence mean? He is begging for mercy?" He was thinking about useful clues in his mind. "That village seems to have other traces besides the footprints of orcs." Nathanos seemed to have returned to that village, with very chaotic surroundings, and the houses and fishing boats were full of traces of weapons.

"By the way, it's a voodoo doll!" Nathanos flashed with a flash of inspiration. He didn't care too much when searching for a house. At first he just wanted to find survivors, so he didn't pay much attention to the items scattered on the ground, but now he remembered it. It was not an ordinary doll for children to play with. Nathanos had seen this kind of thing, right in Quelsellas.

"Trolls! Did the trolls join the tribe? But why didn't the tribe see the trolls when they attacked the alliance?"

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Chapter completed!