Chapter 597 Orange Cat Mimi

Chapter 597 Orange Cat Mimi. Part 1

A caravan with 15 guards was carefully traveling through the dense forest trails in the south of the Holy Empire. The merchant on the carriage was nervous and worried.

Although he held a dagger tightly in his hand, from the amplitude of the trembling, it was obvious that fear filled the heart of the merchant.

In fact, it was not just the merchant.

The coachman on the side.

The guards of the caravan were all like this.

Everyone was afraid.

Because——

A month ago, a demon cat appeared in Saint Sis!

At first, everyone was dismissive of this rumor, thinking that it was another trick of some damn wizards or witches.

Or simply some fools were making a fuss.

In the Holy Empire, such things happen every year.

Every time the Holy See would send the deacons of the Inquisition to investigate, and some times they even alarmed the "Knights Templar" and went together.

But every time it was a false alarm.

What goats learn to walk upright like humans.

What about an unmarried lady giving birth in the cowshed.

What about the archbishop of a certain place loving a little boy.

It doesn't exist!

It doesn't exist!

It's all rumors!

So, a month ago, everyone had the same attitude towards the rumor of a demon cat appearing in the south of the Holy Empire. It was not until the death of the deacon of the Inquisition sent to Saint Sis that people exclaimed that there really was a demon cat.

"Sir, what do you think that demon cat looks like?"

The driver asked subconsciously because of his uneasiness.

The merchant, who was also terrified, lowered his voice after hearing the driver's question.

"It is said that it is a cat that can change into human form. It is very fast, even the deacons can't catch up, and its claws are sharp and can tear steel.

It can even be invisible and undetectable.

If the employer of this order of goods was not a guy I could not offend at all, I would never come to Saint Sis!"

The merchant complained, his face full of helplessness.

Merchants originally liked this kind of order of long-term supply of living materials to a certain place. No merchant doesn't like stable income.

Especially when the other party offered a high reward, the merchant was delighted.

Of course, the merchant knew very well that the little money he earned was far less than that guy's.

You know, that guy found six merchants like him to supply him.

As for where the goods went?

Probably to a military camp somewhere.

Moreover, it was a camp for new recruits.

Apart from the military camp, the merchant couldn't think of any other place.

'The war in the north of the empire has made the military quartermasters in the empire exhausted, right?

Should I try my luck in the north, maybe I will become rich! '

The merchant would have such thoughts from time to time, but he would quickly dispel them every time.

War is no joke.

It will really kill people.

Or this kind of safe and stable income is more suitable for him-although he also wants to replace that guy and supply the military camp directly, he doesn't have such a relationship, let alone sell inferior brown rice as refined rice.

'Those new recruits probably want to kick that bastard's ass, right?

You kicked this guy's ass, but you can't kick mine! '

The merchant thought to himself and stood up from the carriage.

The merchant saw the fire at the agreed location.

The agreed location was different every time.

And this time it was the farthest.

The merchant was not puzzled by this.

That guy would definitely make trouble in order to make a lot of money. If it were him, he would be more careful.

As for testing and asking?

The merchant didn't dare.

He knew very well what the consequences of being talkative were.

You know, the deacons of the Inquisition are very happy to interrogate such talkative guys.

"Hurry up and unload the goods, and then we will leave immediately!"

The merchant shouted loudly.

He didn't want to stay in a place like Saint Sis for a minute.

The guys of the Chamber of Commerce quickened their pace.

Like their masters, they didn't want to stay here.

The guards of the Chamber of Commerce were diligently investigating the surroundings. Two of them went to the temporary camp first. Of the remaining thirteen people, five guarded the caravan, and eight were divided into twos and scattered. Every once in a while, a whistle would sound to indicate safety - this is the most common reconnaissance method used by mercenaries. Although it is simple, it is very practical.

The intermittent whistles made the whole caravan feel at ease.

Until -

Da Da Da!

The sound of horse hooves was rapid, and the two guards who had gone to the temporary camp to scout came back.

The two looked ugly and breathed rapidly.

"Go! Go!"

A guard shouted loudly.

"All dead!

All dead!"

The other guard had obviously suffered a huge mental shock, and the whole person became a little confused. While mumbling to himself, he fell off the horse.

Ka!

Everyone in the caravan heard the sound of the other's neck breaking.

The sudden death made everyone in the caravan nervous.

The team that was originally moving forward immediately turned to backward.

But,

it was useless!

The continuous and dense whistles became rare.

Finally, they stopped.

Except for the panting of the people in the caravan and the sound of the horses' hooves stomping on the ground, there was silence all around.

When the caravan began to lose people, the merchant's face had already turned pale.

The driver was trembling all over, and his teeth were trembling.

Because the driver just saw a furry claw drag a horse guard beside him into the shadows.

Silently, the guard was gone.

There was no dragging sound, and no screams.

The driver saw it.

The rest of the caravan saw it too.

When the merchant was also dragged into the darkness by the claws, the whole caravan collapsed-

"Cat demon!"

"It's the Saint Sis cat demon!"

Screams came one after another, and the caravan fled in all directions.

And soon, all such screams disappeared.

Then...

Footsteps!

Tap tap tap!

In the clear footsteps, two people in black clothes and wearing unique weapons walked out of the shadows.

The weapons on the right hands of the two men were furry and orange, with sharp spikes with barbs on the fingertips.

They looked like two enlarged cat claws.

On the left hands of the two men was a test tube.

"What fools!

Just because of a little money, they stepped into the trap!"

One of the men who came out said softly.

"We should thank these fools. If it weren't for them, we wouldn't have found the experimental materials that the adults needed so quickly."

Another man laughed.

"Come on, we have to move these guys into the base before the adults wake up.

Otherwise, we will be whipped."

As the man said this, he began to gather the caravan's carriages, moved the unconscious caravan members onto the carriages, and began to move towards the secret base.

Neither of them noticed that a ginger cat had entered the caravan.