There was chaos on the pier.
Those soldiers who had just got off the boat and whose legs were still weak had not even taken a breath when they saw their general rushing over like a gust of wind, cursing and not stopping at all.
They could only brace themselves up and stumble to follow.
"You guys, go east and search that village! You guys, follow me to the sentry tower over there!
For the remaining people, go door to door and check for me, and don't let go of anyone you see holding a weapon!"
Dawg Russ's voice is so loud that it can be heard clearly from a distance.
Redd stood on the pier, looking at him and his people rushing into the village on the island, the corner of his mouth raised slightly.
The captain of the guard next to him came over and said in a low voice, "Your Highness, Dawg Master Lass... worked very hard this time."
"He is trying to make up for his past mistakes." Redd said lightly, "Lys thinks he failed in the fleet incident."
"Not really. He did a great job."
"I know, and he knows too." Redd turned around and walked towards the only decent stone house on the island, "But it's not a bad thing to make him nervous."
The captain of the guard nodded knowingly and said no more.
Behind him, there was a noise in the distance.
Redd looked back and saw that Dawg Russ had led people into the village and was kicking down the doors from house to house.
Several villagers were pushed out of the house and squatted on the ground shivering. Dawg Russ stood in front of them, asking something condescendingly.
After asking a few questions, he seemed dissatisfied. With a wave of his hand, his men immediately dragged the villagers aside and rushed to the next house.
Redd withdrew his gaze and walked into the stone house.
At the same time, in the village on the other side of Bloodstone Island, Dawg Russ was fulfilling his promise to "dig deep into the ground".
"What are you talking about? You are not from Daemon? You are not from Daemon. Why are you running away!"
He kicked a thin man on the buttocks, knocking him forward. "I want to ask you, has Daemon been here? Where is he now?"
"Sir... sir, have mercy on me! I really don't know!"
The man lay on the ground, crying for his father and mother, "Daemon Master... No, Daemon that thief, he did come here, but he left three days ago!"
I really don't know where I've gone!"
"Three days ago?" Dawg Russ narrowed his eyes, "What is he doing here?"
"He... he summoned the defenders on the island and took away all the ships they could. He said... he wanted to go to Lys."
"Lys?" Dawg Russ frowned, "Took them all away? What about the defenders on the island?"
"Everyone... was taken away." The man cried, "There weren't many people on the island originally, but when he left, we were the only ones left fishing and farming.
Otherwise... or we would have run away..."
Dawg Lars was stunned for a moment, then slapped himself on the forehead.
No wonder the sky over the island is like this. It turns out that bastard Daemon took everyone away - to Lys to support that Governor Menander.
"Then why don't you leave?"
"Where... where are we going?" the man said pitifully, "Our ancestors have lived here for generations, where can we go if we leave here..."
Dawg Russ was too lazy to pay attention to him anymore, turned around and shouted to his men, "Continue searching! Search every household for me!"
Also, have the people going to Gray Gallows Island set out yet? Tell them to search there carefully for me, and don't miss a single blade of grass!"
"Yes!"
The men immediately agreed and continued their sweep.
Dawg Russ stood at the entrance of the village, hands on his hips, breathing heavily.
After searching for a long time, I found nothing except a few shivering fishermen.
Daemon's people? None. The whereabouts of Daemon? No one knows.
How can he explain this to Redd?
"No, we can't go back like this." He gritted his teeth and yelled at his subordinates in the distance, "Bring me those who look like the ringleaders! I will judge them myself!"
Half an hour later, three tied-up villagers knelt in front of him.
Dawg Russ squatted down and looked at them with squinted eyes.
"You three are the leaders of this village, right?"
The three people nodded desperately.
"Well, let me ask you, where did Daemon live when he came here? Who did he come into contact with? What did he say before he left? Tell me honestly and I won't embarrass you."
The three of them looked at each other, and finally, the oldest one spoke tremblingly, "Back to... Sir, when Mr. Daemon came, he lived in the stone house in the north of the island.
He... he took several men in black robes and stayed in the room talking all day long, not allowing us to get close.
You guys... you guys really don't know what they said..."
"People in black robes?" Dawg Russ frowned, "What kind of black robes?"
"It's just... that kind of black robe that wraps you from head to toe, and you can't even see your face clearly.
There are... there are three or four people following Mr. Daemon, mysteriously."
Dawg Lars' heart skipped a beat.
Man in black robe?
He vaguely remembered that he had seen a similar shadow during the naval battle near Lys before - but the battle situation was so urgent that he had no time to think about it.
"Which direction did they go?"
"To... in the direction of Lys." The elder Li Zheng said, "Before Mr. Daemon left, he... left a message."
"What words?"
"He said..." Li Zheng swallowed and tried to remember, "He said that Stepstones is his territory, and no one can use it.
Wait until he comes back from Lys, and then... settle the accounts with the person here."
Dawg After hearing this, Russ was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.
"Wait until he comes back from Lys? Okay, very good." He stood up and patted the dust on his knees, "I'm afraid he won't come back."
He waved his hand. "Let them go. For the rest, continue searching!"
The subordinates looked at each other. "Sir, are you still searching?"
"Search! Search thoroughly! After the search, I can go back to His Highness!" Dawg Russ stared, "What, are you tired? Why don't you go swim in the sea for a couple of times to wake up?"
The men dispersed in a hurry and continued their sweep.
Dawg Russ stood at the entrance of the village, looking at the sea in the distance with a meaningful smile on his lips.
Man in black robe? Lys? Daemon?
His Highness will definitely be interested in this news.
The more he thought about it, the more beautiful it became, and he even began to make mental drafts, thinking about how to report to Redd later so that he could appear both capable and humble, hard-working yet unassuming.
On the distant sea, the setting sun was setting, dyeing the entire sea area golden red.
Dawg Russ took a deep breath and strode toward the stone house in the center of Bloodstone Island.