The glimmer of dawn drove away some darkness for the earth. Heras was suspended on the edge of the woods, looking at the shadowy stone city ahead. This city built beside the mountains has no walls. Although it was once called Kingsoft, it was actually just a small mountain range composed of hills. The hills in the mountains were dug up and were riddled with holes. The foundation of the building was directly laid among the hollowed-out open-air mountains in the Jinshan waste mine area, and the city was connected along the waste mine area.

The building materials of this city are all made of local materials, and are directly made of stone taken out of the mountain. The style of the building can no longer be described as messy, it is simply abstract. And it is not the kind of abstract that humans can appreciate... For example, the conspicuous building like broken egg shells mixed with some kind of mucus. If it weren't for seeing many goblins climbing up and down on the exterior wall of the building, Herath would have thought it was the nest of some kind of monster.

There were gravels scattered around the Jinshan abandoned mine area, and only some sparse plants grew in the cracks of the gravel. Since Ricca had no walls, Heras found a relatively flat place to land. He didn't want to fly over the city where races lived like a target. After putting down the druids, Heras briefly ordered: "Lead the way."

Aksu glanced at the gravel mountain roads and said in a pleasing manner: "You can ride me up, so faster." After saying that, the black fur robe on the druid tightly wrapped him up, and when he rushed forward, he turned into a strong night-blade saber-toothed tiger.

Heras twitched his lips, and he asked expressionlessly: "Aren't you afraid that I'm addicted to riding?"

The brown-yellow streaked pupil of the Night Blade Saber-toothed Tiger obviously showed a little regretful look. He said flatteringly with a low roar: "You are a mid-level mage who can fly, and of course you don't look down on a mount like me..."

"That's possible." Heras said as he stepped onto the tiger's back. The black fur was soft and smooth, and it felt quite comfortable to touch.

The Night Blade Sabertooth Tiger was so disappointed that he used his front paw to dig the gravel. He regretted it very much now. Why did he do this forever? It is not a glorious thing to be led shopping...

The first time he rode a druid, Heras was in a good mood. He patted Aksu on the head and joked: "Go forward, boy."

Upon hearing this, the druid leaned down on the ground, and his limbs bounced violently, and ran away quickly along the gravel mountain road at a speed beyond the horse.

The streets of Ricca City are covered with garbage and all kinds of odors. Some orcs urinate on the streets by the road and make the streets smell like toilets, while trolls like chopping off the heads of those prey and hanging them in front of the door and drying them, making the streets smell as disgusting as morgues.

As soon as he entered the city, Heras couldn't help but cover his nose, but Aksu seemed to be used to it. The druid said while running: "The territory of humans and elves is much better. There are specialty trading products brought by various races from their settlements. A lot of taxes are contributed to the Inheji Kingdom every year."

The residents on the street looked at the running night-blade sword-toothed tiger. This strong mount was so sturdy. Just as the druid turned into an alley, an old and thin troll came out of a house built by animal bones on the street. His fangs were dry and cracked, and his mottled hair hangs from the top of his head to his heels. He used his thin right hand to push his hair open, revealing a pair of turbid eyes, "Aksu! That guy is not dead...and he was regarded as a mount by a human?"

The druid was so agile that he could avoid various obstacles in the alley. The debris piled on both sides and the brackets stretched out from the windowsill did not affect his speed at all. As he passed a windowsill, he slapped a big green fist from it, "Get away, elves!" With a loud roar, his fist hit Aksu with the whistling wind.

Before the fist could approach, a light wind blade quickly slashed through the air and cut the green fist down to the wrist.

The druid kicked the broken arm with his front paw and jumped over the alley wall with his strength. "Nok, thank you for your help!" He mocked him happily. The orc beat him up several times and fled in a panic. If he hadn't been riding an intermediate mage, he wouldn't have dared to take a shortcut from this.

After the druid leaped over the wall, the blood from the broken wrist gushed out. Only then did the orc feel his fist fall off. He roared in pain, "Aksu, I'm going to chew your head!"

"Without fists, you can survive in this city first." The druid didn't care about this threat. While he was complacent, a cold air spreading from his head and neck made his whole body stand up, and his scalp became numb.

"One more, I promise you are much worse than that orc." Herath threatened lightly. This druid dared to use his power. Even if he had never had much temper, he couldn't help but become angry at this moment.

"It's definitely not what you thought! Dear Emma Scholar, I took a shortcut when I saw that you couldn't stand those dirty streets. Look, the Sinwasa Guild is right in front!" Aksu explained in panic.

Heras moved his hand away from the druid's head and neck. He had just cast a consciousness identification technique on the elf and found that what he was telling was indeed the truth, otherwise Aksu's tiger head would have rolled to the ground at this moment.

Shortly after they left, crackling sounds of fighting began to come from Nock's room, accompanied by various explosions. Those people of all races who took advantage of the situation could no longer contain their greed. It seems that as long as they lose their strength in this city, the ending is generally not very optimistic...

The windowsill opposite Nok was pushed away by a pale hand, and two figures covered in black robe looked quietly at the bloody scene in the room opposite. One of the men in black robe had a dry face, and there was only a layer of gray dead skin left. The blue soul fire was burning in his empty eyes. The other person could not see his face clearly. He could only tell from his chest that she was a woman. Some pale smoke was twisted in her cap covering her face. It seemed that countless souls were wailing and screaming in the rolling white smoke.

"Edwin, this orc corpse is mine..." The man in black robe with his eyes burning with soul fire said hoarsely, his pronunciation made people feel that his throat had hardened into jerky meat. "I urgently need powerful fresh flesh and blood to supplement brain nutrition! Now I feel that my intelligence is getting lower and lower. Except for those spells engraved in the soul, other magic is extremely laborious even with precise gestures and spell assistance!"

"Anyway... Rotander, you should have died long ago. Anyway, I would rather die than become a lich with low intelligence, and I am more interested in that Emma." Another man said rustling, his voice like two rough thigh bones rubbing against each other. The smoke that twisted her face rolled up regularly with her breathing, and a trace of smoke that radiated smelled like the burning smell of a corpse.

"You are getting more and more delicious... Edwin, if you need it, I can let you enjoy it later." Rotander sucked and said intoxicatedly. After that, he rubbed two finger bones with only a layer of dry skin, as if showing off some function he had already lost.

"Of course I need... your sharp nails make me unable to stop..." Edwin said with a 'sweet tone, changing his charming to the point of rubbing two pieces of cartilage...

Aksu jumped lightly to a lawn. There was no stench floating on the street. Instead, there was a faint smell of wild flowers. There was a large area of ​​artificially planted green space among the surrounding chaotic stone buildings. There was a clear artificial lake in the green space. There was an elf-style building in the middle of the lake. The exterior walls were painted with hollow patterns. The pillars of the building were all thick tree trunks covered with green leaves. At the top was a spacious terrace, covered with some tiles made of bark. The wooden staircase seemed to grow directly from the trunks supporting the building, and were woven from rattan to a staircase with trumpet-shaped petals.

"Aksu?! You actually let a human ride on you!" Heras just got off the druid's back and a crisp voice shrilled with incredible anger.

"Oh, dear Palina, if this respected scholar Emma saved me, you might not have seen your lover. I think it would be too much to let this gentleman ride it." Aksu said slickly, trying to cover up his flattery.

"But you have never let me ride!" Palina said angrily, and without waiting for her lover to protest, she stepped heavily on Aksu's back. Her slender hands gracefully grabbed both sides of her lover's ears, "Run for me! Hurry!"

Heras looked at the speechless scene and somehow took the initiative to say: "It was me who saved him. At that time, he was being chased by trolls and was almost dead."

Hearing this, Palina grabbed her lover's hand and froze, "The King of Eternal Night is on... Aksu, have you really taken that mission?" As she said that, she burst into tears and knocked the druid's head hard, "You hide it from me again..."

"I just want to unblock the meditation space..." Aksu turned his head and licked the female elf's hand with his tongue, sootheed her a few times before saying, "You know, Palina... I don't want to be a second-level druid for the rest of my life."

Palina just burst into tears silently when she heard this, and kept scratching the Druid's ears with both hands.

"Okay, come down, I want to take this noble Emma guest to see the president." Aksu said softly.

After waiting for a while, seeing that Palina had no reaction, she hugged his neck tightly from behind. Aksu had no choice but to say to Heras: "Then go like this, don't mind, dear Emma scholar."

"Don't mind." Heras said expressionlessly. He remembered his wife in the Federation again. He didn't know if she could bear it after learning the news of her death...

Aksu slowly stood up when he heard this, his movements were as gentle as if he was afraid that the female elf would fall down. Then he carried his lover in front of him to lead the way for Heras...
Chapter completed!