According to common sense, how could this ordinary girl have the smell of blood on her?
Moreover, from the outside, there was no blood on her body.
As for whether her period had come, Ainola was sure it wasn’t.
Because Iyali was of the Beast Clan, and the Beast Clan only had heat cycles, not that monthly visitor.
So after thinking it over, there was only one possibility. She had gotten blood on her and then washed it off.
With that in mind, Ainola kept her expression unchanged and still spoke with a gentle smile.
“Do you know where George was taken? I’ll rescue him.”
“He’s in an attic on the outskirts, Sister Ainola. Let’s hurry over!”
Iyali said impatiently, but there was no worry for George on her face.
This urgency might have been for another reason.
Ainola didn’t say much.
She raised her guard internally while pretending not to notice.
“Alright, Iyali, lead the way. Let’s hurry over.”
“This…”
Iyali hesitated for a moment.
She didn’t want to walk in front of Ainola, so she said.
“I… I’m a little scared. Can I follow behind Sister Ainola?”
“No can do. I don’t know the way. Aren’t you very familiar with the roads on the outskirts, Iyali? Don’t worry, I’ll protect you.”
Ainola spoke with a beaming smile.
Inside, she was as cunning as a fox, but nothing showed on her face.
Iyali was even more troubled now.
Perhaps after struggling internally for a long time, she finally gritted her teeth and said.
“Fine, I’ll lead the way. Let’s rescue George quickly.”
With that, the girl walked in front of Ainola.
But even so, her gaze kept glancing back, as if she was worried about something.
Ainola naturally noticed her gaze, but she still pretended not to know and followed Iyali closely.
The two young girls soon arrived outside an attic on the outskirts.
Iyali pointed at the attic with its doors and windows tightly shut and said.
“George is inside. Let’s go in quickly.”
As she spoke, Iyali opened the attic door.
Her body was stiff, and she seemed quite nervous.
It looked like she still wanted Ainola to go first.
But of course, Ainola wouldn’t fall for it.
The girl scratched her head and said.
“It’s really dark inside. How about you go in first, since you’re from the Owl Clan? I can’t see a thing…”
Ainola could see perfectly fine.
With her night vision, how could she not see through such darkness?
This was just part of her disguise.
And now she also understood why Iyali had been trying to get her to go first—because she saw a small dagger hidden behind Iyali’s back.
There were still some traces of blood on it that hadn’t been wiped clean, and whose it was, she didn’t know.
“Huh?”
Iyali hadn’t expected Ainola to know her race.
Even if she wanted to brush it off, she couldn’t.
She had no choice but to steel herself and walk ahead, then said stiffly, “Don’t get lost.”
But before she had taken a few steps, she reconsidered.
Since Ainola couldn’t see anything, while she herself could see everything, wasn’t this the perfect opportunity to strike?
Thus, a flicker of malice flashed in her eyes.
She drew the dagger from behind her back.
At that moment, she was like a drawn bow, ready to kill Ainola with one blow.
“Die!”
But when she struck, she found Ainola looking at her with a mocking gaze.
Then, with a sidestep, the dagger grazed past Ainola’s cheek.
“Heh heh~ The cat’s out of the bag. So you’re not pretending anymore?”
“How can you see me?!”
Iyali couldn’t believe that Ainola had dodged her attack.
She spoke in disbelief.
But Ainola just gave a mocking smile and said.
“There are plenty of things you don’t know. Since you’ve dropped the act, I don’t have to play along anymore~”
Ainola pulled out her hand crossbow and pressed it against Iyali’s temple.
If the girl dared to move, Ainola would blow her brains out without hesitation.
Faced with the crossbow pressed against her head, the malice in Iyali’s eyes vanished, leaving only endless terror.
Her dagger clattered to the ground, and she slowly raised her hands, saying.
“Don’t kill me… I was forced!”
“Explaining to me won’t help. I’m an assassin, not a knight who preaches justice.”
Ainola pulled the trigger without mercy.
Blood splattered, and a vibrant life faded away.
But before Ainola could even sigh, several sharp attacks came at her.
The fierce killing intent forced her to dodge.
Ainola sidestepped away, and the next moment, several magic arrows struck the spot where she had been standing.
Following the direction of the arrows, she saw four assassins looking down at her from above.
Among them, three were Cyan Gold-level assassins, and one was a Dark Iron-level assassin.
Although Ainola’s strength was not weak, facing four assassins at once was still somewhat difficult.
She could escape, but the contact lying over there couldn’t.
Winona had three bloody holes in her back, and blood was still gushing out.
From the severity of the injuries, it was easy to tell that the culprit was Iyali.
Sure enough, it proved the saying: It’s easy to dodge a spear in the open, but hard to avoid an arrow in the dark.
Even someone as strong as the contact could fall to such a treacherous ambush.
Not far from Winona lay the body of a young boy.
The boy was George.
There were no visible wounds on him, so what had caused his death?
Ainola guessed it was the plague.
As mentioned before, the reason Winona had been searching the ruins was to cure the plague in the orphanage children.
Yet even with such good intentions, she was betrayed by Iyali.
It really made one sigh.
You can’t raise a thankless wolf.
Of course, none of that was the main point.
The main point was dealing with the four assassins in front of her.
Ainola looked at them and said in a mocking tone.
“The Moon Shadow Society is generous enough to send a Dark Iron-level assassin.”
“You’re the Red Sparrow who once made the entire capital of Hail City panic. If we didn’t send enough people, it would seem like we’re looking down on you.”
The Dark Iron-level assassin, the second tier in the Moon Shadow Society, was equal in strength to a Judgment Knight—an elite among elites.
Along with three Cyan Gold-level assassins wielding bows, dealing with this situation was indeed tough for an ordinary person.
“Give me the Eye of Wite.”
The leading Dark Iron assassin extended his hand.
“Heh… If you want it, you’ll have to come get it yourself.”
Ainola adopted a ready stance, looking as if she was prepared for a fight to the death.
The assassins watched her warily.
But instead of the expected attack, they saw Ainola grab the severely injured Winona and bolt.