Luckily the main story is at Hogwarts

Outskirts of Oz.

Grace was wearing a black windbreaker and was walking in the woods with her men.

"It's fun here, you don't have to worry about satellites, you don't have to worry about drones."

The third in command of the mercenary group, Grace's brother Oliver said with a smile.

“It’s great as a base.”

Their fathers, Old Lewis and William Lewis, did not participate in this mission, and there were also five or six mercenaries staying in their hometown.

Grace brought out the rest of the people, 11 people in total.

To be honest, although they have cooperated with Ciel once, the trust between them and Ciel, the wizard, is not high, and they always have to keep a hand.

Grace said nothing.

Although she seems to be undisciplined, she is actually good at keeping vigilant.

Stay professional.

This is her mantra.

"Safety."

Soon some mercenaries made a safety signal, and then they changed their formation and continued to disperse for reconnaissance.

Next to Grace, a short Asian woman, Jing, threw her submachine gun behind her, took out a pen, bit off the cap of the pen and began to quickly smear on the cardboard.

The task given to them by Ciel was very simple, which was to conduct reconnaissance.

The mercenary group is all about money, but they don't want any money. At least they don't want money for selling their lives to death. It is definitely impossible to give them money and let them charge against the army, because there is no hope of winning.

Scoutable terrain, it's so easy.

Grace didn't refuse.

And just as she expected, it was really safe here.

Unlike the past when we went deep into enemy-occupied areas, or dealt with those country fools who refused to leave, this place was sparsely populated, not to mention there was no resistance, not even a single person.

Their mapping work is safe.

But Grace also knows that this kind of security will not last long. Enemies exist, otherwise they would not be needed.

"There is a situation."

Sure enough, it didn't take long before a reply came from the mercenaries at the front.

There are new changes.

Grace, Oliver and the others took two quick steps, occupied a discovered hidden spot, and quietly observed outside under the cover of the dense forest.

It's a village.

"How to do."

Oliver asked in a low voice.

Although he is the older brother, in terms of strategy and tactics, his sister Grace is obviously more talented, and their father is also more optimistic about Grace.

It makes no sense to Oliver that he is the second-in-command, and even throwing away Lewis's last name, he is a completely replaceable leader.

Because that's exactly what it is.

Grace said nothing.

After waiting for about a minute or two, Jing came over.

"Only in this village, the surrounding terrain within 500 meters has been detected, and we can take a detour."

she whispered.

Finally, Grace responded.

"Detour, no."

She spit out the gum, put it into the waste paper, and put it into the tactical pocket in front of her.

"Fix them."

"They are all farmers."

Jing said subconsciously.

Indeed, they were not found in the village in front of them, and there were not many people there. There were only about a dozen households, and scattered farmers and peasant women were walking among them, weak and looking a little numb.

Even children who are running and jumping are very lack of energy.

When he came here, Charles briefly told Grace about the background here. Grace knew that these idiots in front of her were farmers living in a closed Middle Ages.

Numbness is normal.

"Do not."

Grace shook her head again.

"It's the enemy."

"Every living thing we find is an enemy."

………………

Three snipers occupied the dark spot, and two firemen blocked other routes. Grace led the others out of the dense forest in a swaggering manner.

The mercenary group could not refuse Grace's order.

In other words, they didn't intend to refuse.

The reason why the Black Swan Mercenary Group is notorious is that they have done this kind of thing more than once. They do whatever it takes to achieve their mission. In non-war years, their behavior can be said to be very bad.

However, Grace was right.

That's exactly what Ciel told her.

The land of Oz has become the base camp of witches. There is nothing here except the power of witches, so everyone who happens is the enemy.

Ciel said so.

"Hi!"

Grace walked at the front, and after reaching a certain distance, she shouted loudly.

"This is where?"

The village was immediately awakened by this group of people walking out of the dense forest. The farmers and peasant women walked out of their homes and looked at this group of strangely dressed strangers with curiosity and fear.

They had no idea what they were about to bring.

And this is what Grace wants.

If it was in an enemy-occupied area or a resistance area, she would not do this, because the opponent also had weapons. Although the mercenaries had high combat literacy, in modern warfare, they would be shot to death.

Grace wouldn't take any chances.

But it's different here. The medieval farmers behind this community probably don't even know what firearms are, so there's nothing to be afraid of.

Afraid of their forks?

And by coming forward directly, all the farmers can be exposed as much as possible. Although they are just a group of medieval farmers, Grace still intends to make a quick decision.

After all, they still have real enemies, and it would be bad if they were alerted.

One, two, three, four...

Grace's eyes quickly drifted through the village, falling on the half-open gates and the farmers and children standing on the village roads.

There were about 20 people.

While she was observing, she was gesturing behind her, assigning everyone to the mercenaries behind her as targets.

It's just a little strange. The faces and expressions of these people look strange... But considering that this is a backward and closed medieval world, Grace is not surprised.

After all, she didn't know what real medieval farmers were like.

"Go!"

"Oh!"

With a gesture, she immediately raised her gun and was the first to shoot.

The gunfire rang out, and the bullet hit a farmer who she thought was the strongest. Blood spurted out from his chest, and then he fell down.

This group of farmers obviously had no idea what was going on. They did have a moment of commotion, but they didn't even think about escaping.

"Bang bang! Bang bang! Bang bang bang bang!"

The next moment, there was a loud sound of gunfire, and the mercenaries opened fire together, immediately targeting almost all the villagers. After all, their marksmanship was practiced on the battlefield, and they were not vegetarians.

Only then did the few remaining people seem to realize what was going on. They screamed and tried to dodge, but it was too late.

"Boom! Boom!"

Snipers in the dark opened fire and took away any living thing that could still be seen in the village.

"Cleaning."

Grace made a gesture, instructing others to enter every house in the village and check, leaving no one alive.

The mercenaries filed out, passed by Grace, held their guns, lowered their bodies, and began to rush in.