It has been corrected, sorry that I didn't get it done just now, and there have been more things in the past two days, although it's all my own fault.
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The teleportation dizziness lasted for only a moment, and the gradually clear vision made the young man hold his breath.
A ginkgo pine opened its thick limbs, its branches and leaves and torso were wrapped in strong coloured vines, and formed a low wall with an unknown shrub, which also covered a large area of shade in the narrow area.
On the gravel road, and outside the sparse tree canopy, the sky is narrowed by the extension of the valley, the glimmer of the lake brings a little wave of light in the forest, light blue, light green and dark green, the scenery and reflections intertwined into
A beautiful scenery is intoxicating, with slight ripples on the mirror-like lake. Looking around, it seems that the trees are growing in the water.
All kinds of birds are running in the air, water birds, white-billed ducks, wild swallows... But the most are still those white, light gray and black figures. Their long necks bent down, and the reflection on the water surface is the
The life of people's gratitude is so free and unrestrained.
Swan Mountain, Swan Lake, and Swan Castle.
Little Ryan took a deep breath and finally found the familiar place in his sight. The scenery also awakened him, turning his gaze to the black burqa beside him that seemed to be blended into the shadows of the trees.
"That...His Excellency Edward."
Seeing the figure moving indifferently, the little noble finally couldn't help but speak: "What are you going to do?"
"Go and have a look. If you can get it, get something you like."
"You, you... are you crazy? Only... are the only two of us?"
This random answer is obviously too ridiculous. So the little guy unexpectedly tachycardia: "Run to this place? I... we will be discovered soon! More than a thousand people live in the Swan Castle.
The famous soldier, and at least three mages... No, maybe more, after all, this is...you, no, if you want to investigate, you should at least bring out more people, right? Just two of us
Individuals, they will only, only... be caught!"
Unfortunately, during his excited time, the figure had already moved forward for a distance without any worries.
"It's just a reconnaissance. What's the matter?" The psychic warlock's voice was slight: "Are you scared? That's simple. Just stay here and wait until I come back to pick you up..."
Little Ryan couldn't help but be stunned. He thought about the tempting points in this suggestion, and then he found sadly that if he left here, his most likely ending would probably be the prey of the surrounding patrol cavalry, let alone guaranteed.
I had to bite my teeth and start following the guy. But I also observed the surroundings timidly, and was frightened by every bit of storm.
Is it possible that this weird mage wants to use himself as a bargaining chip?
When this thought emerged in my heart, Little Ryan had no time to notice that his eyes were red and tears were also spinning in his eyes.
Of course, the embarrassment of the little noble will only make a certain unscrupulous psychic warlock smile.
In fact, he originally planned to bring some capable subordinates, but it seemed that since yesterday, he could not find Miss Lisa's shadow - in the end Edward finally asked in the small temple in the city
Her whereabouts, but the answer given by the two priests at the door was that the saint of this religion was meditating. It would be better not to disturb them.
What a wonderful thing is that Dahni has been sleeping all the time. The answer is that she had a ritual to contact the gods before, so she needed to supplement her sleep...
As for the others... it seems that there is no need to bring them with me. Claudia has good combat power, but it does not particularly help this infiltration. Whether it is a dwarf or a half-elves, or those few
An old mage who was unwilling to come to the territory again, their strength was probably not enough to protect themselves under the siege of the other party... It was conspicuous to mobilize the troops. It would be better to stay and defend, so as not to have another strange obedience.
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In fact, Edward wanted to take Master Ashari with him. But the problem is that the tutor is also closed and the luster of the magic traps on the door is enough to make anyone give up the idea of knocking on the door.
So after thinking about it, the psychic warlock simply took the young master back to his city.
Of course, if you are a guide, the older you are, the more you know, the better... Unfortunately, there are not many choices.
Those knights may not be familiar with the inside story. If they were brought by the violent and reckless lady, things might not be enough for her to mess around. Especially the previous attempts of the spiritual probe made Edward notice that the little girl's mental power was surprisingly tenacious.
, it has considerable resistance to mental abilities, and some ordinary abilities are forgot. abilities such as charm directly act on the opponent's spirit, which is very likely to cause unstable effects.
The road ahead of Swan Castle is a bit narrow and can only pass through a carriage, but it does not make people feel crowded. The gravel paved beside the road has been baptized by moisture and wind and rain, and it seems to have become a unique and unique feeling.
The living shape makes people unable to help but speed up their pace.
So, after turning a corner, the entire castle appeared at the junction of the lake and the mountains.
This small town is located in the Haleran Valley, next to the only mountain range. The geographical advantage makes it a noble leader here when the territory of Tuminis was expanded into the Western Fenice. Therefore, as this ancient one, it is a land of nobles.
In the center of the territory, Swan Castle has a medium-range outer city. The city walls more than 20 feet high are built with light brown red clay and rock blocks. The color makes the viewer feel like the iron-blooded age.
However, in the sun, the color has become a soft halo. The main body of the castle poked out the towering blue-gray spire from the red clay walls. Since the Anson era, humans have often built ancient bronze tiles, and
At the intersection of the lake and the mountains, the beautiful scenery around it blends into one, making it seem like it has only appeared in fairy tales.
It’s just a pity that as the journey gets closer, this peaceful beauty gradually dissipates...
At the intersection outside the city gate, the green field gradually revealed the trampled solid yellow soil ground. The dust raised up rendered the originally unique city wall into a dim color. At the end of this dust, cross nails are set up.
The horses made of wooden stakes were crossing the road. So the sparse flow of people who were moving on the road stopped here, and the lengths of 1,500 and 600 feet were piled up, carriages, carts and
On the side of the road outside the city gate, a simple thatched hut was built, and five or six soldiers were squatting inside. These people shrank their necks and looked at the long dragon lazily.
But at this moment, the person responsible for the inspection was not their companions, but a group of ragged and messy guys, who were wearing hats and holding sticks in their hands. The inspectors, as long as they were looking more beautiful, were the same as the inspector.
Beautiful women are inevitably beaten by them and teased them freely. They will not let go of the loading trucks and will always take away something.
So such a slow inspection made the already piled up more uneasy. Some cargo owners argued with it in dissatisfaction, but most people chose to swallow their anger. After all, it was an extraordinary period now, and there were not many offending such a guy.
The advantage is that it can only curse irrelevant people loudly or lowly, curse speed.
"This group of damn..." Little Ryan, who was nervously about to go crazy, finally got some comfort... Edward pulled out a burqa and covered him with his whole body. Therefore, he had time to examine other issues: "
These decadent and short-sighted borers! What did he regard the lord of the Kingdom Saint as? He would actually collect taxes privately..."
"Speak less. Otherwise you know what the consequences will be." Edward blocked his mouth with the words of his heart.
In fact, the psychic warlock thinks that these people have good vision and know who can provoke and who can't provoke. When two figures in robes follow the crowd and come to the roadblock, how many
A guy looked at each other and suddenly came up with a nodding and bowing guy.
"Two masters, although I'm sorry, I have to do a routine... Well, this, ah, you can go there..."
Of course, such a guy is simply white for a psychic warlock. He just took out something and shook it casually. So the guy didn't have any doubts at all and called for a release... But what's interesting is
When the two walked past the gatehouse, a guy stopped them and claimed that they wanted them to follow behind.
"Don't worry about you two, I just took you to the hotel. There is a curfew in the city now, so you, a foreign guest like you, cannot walk around casually."
Edward raised his eyebrows and noticed that the city had almost become overdepressed. Apart from the sporadic civilians leading the way at the city gate, there were only teams of soldiers left.
Well, in fact, it was the soldiers who raised these people a little. The ordinary Tuminis official soldiers were equipped with a locked mail inside, and a plate armor or breastplate outside, with cast iron on the head
Helmets, with round shields or eagle shields in their hands, holding long spears. Some internal personnel can also obtain the right to hang light crossbows.
But the guys passing by... Well, let's call them the security team. The best thing is just a piece of iron armor - this thing is a simple armor nailed on a thick cloth with iron sheet. The protection effect is not satisfactory and not as good as
Leather armor, but the advantage is that it is cheaper than chain mail, and depending on the thickness of the iron sheet, its defense cannot be considered weak. But even this kind of thing is a bit stretched... At the end of this team, some guys who look unlucky
The only thing on the body is a thick cloth robe, with some wood pieces symbolically nailed on it.
Moreover, those people also looked decadent and their dragging posture were enough to show their helplessness.
"There are insufficient troops here?" asked the psychic warlock lightly.
"Sorry, Master Master, I... don't know much." The leader stumbled and stopped talking.
The group soon arrived at the destination. It was a small hotel, but it seemed to be a popular place here. Although there were only a few tables in the store, it was cleaned quite well.
Clean, twill striped wooden lattice windows cast into the afternoon sun, and the bright space has a sense of comfort. There are dozens of bottles of various types on the wine cabinet, and several seem to be bandages, lighting sticks, ropes, etc.
The commonly used items, on the top of the shelf, a dark axe was placed very carefully, as if showing off the boss's past glory.
Edward's eyes swept over the parchment boards on the right, took on the work, recruited people and wanted orders, but he did not find anything related to his trip, although the most
On the two obvious parchment papers, the portraits of two nobles, one man and one woman, were drawn, but the dust had been discounted. Obviously, it was hard for the people here to imagine that one of the two wanted people was a little courageous.
Return to the city.
Of course, the hotel seemed to be doomed to have a bad business at this time. The boss was wiping the tableware while wiping out the tableware. He argued with a few fully armed mercenaries, and the few who were not taking care of them, and the guests had their jobs in the afternoon.
Push it to a plump and overly maid.
Little Ryan's eyes fell into the corner of the store as soon as possible.
There was an annoying guy sitting there... In this not very hot weather, he only wore a small vest that could cover his shoulders, and a black half of his body, a fire-breathing dragon tattoo was due to the movement of his muscles.
Twist and jumping like he was alive, but his slightly bloated belly destroyed his amazing body like a champion. His two thick and scattered eyebrows, hooked nose and a pair of eyes hanging on the corners of his eyes perfectly matched his face.
The ravines squeezed out by the horizontal flesh almost tattooed the words "rogue head" on their face.
"How could there be such a guy? Who did those damn guys put in?"
The low complaints around Edward curled his lips.
This guy is obviously not just a scoundrel, although it looks very similar - if you look closely, you can notice that the traces of sun exposure on his face have already exposed his feet. The strange y-shaped mark on his skin
Only guys who have a helmet on their helmets can be exposed to the sun. Calluses on their hands are concentrated in the palms and tiger's mouth rather than knuckles, and are obviously the best type of grip for regular knight swords.
This guy is a private soldier of a nobleman...at least he changed careers later, and it happened not long ago.
"It's really rare for two masters... Are you here for the first time?" As they guided the two of them to sit down, the waitress shook her overly plump buttocks and answered the question in a 'science' voice. Her eyes were like fruit cores, but
He never left the cheek of the young man in front of him in an instant: the latter couldn't help but frown.
"What's wrong with you here? Why are there so many soldiers?"
"Ah...Who knows, it is said that the Duke suddenly started recruiting soldiers and put all the soldiers in the city..."
"You're not going to die?"
The boss behind the counter suddenly knocked on the plate in his hand. So the waitress couldn't help but tremble all over. Then she realized that she had told the truth for some reason, so she threw down a menu and turned around and left.
Edward raised his eyebrows, and his words reminded him of those scenes of cruel officials in those braided dramas... Spying spies everywhere, trying to lure the common people to say things that violated the ban. Then he used this as his political achievements.
Now it seems that if he is caught, he is definitely not the only one who is unlucky. After all, there will be no oil on him. Those spies will definitely try their best to involve the owner, and sometimes even affect the people who stay in the hotel.
Everyone is now pretending to be deaf and dumb as much as possible, and people who are not familiar will not talk at all.
"Defending the mouths of the people is more important than preventing the rivers. If the river is blocked and destroyed, many people will be injured, and the people will be the same." He snorted: "This kind of idiot basically doesn't even understand the rule... There is probably a riot.
It's all about morning and night."
"Hisser Edward, what did you say?" The young master who had just sat down couldn't help but be stunned. He couldn't even understand a word of the words he said. He could only vaguely feel that it was a very mysterious thing.
The rhythm seems to pay great attention to the ups and downs of each tone...
But the question was not answered.
Just as I ordered the meal, the conversation at the counter seemed to have ended. A guy with red hair was talking to the boss. He turned to see them and looked at them for a few glances. He gritted his teeth and walked towards the two of them with a strange expression.
"Hey! This is a hotel, not a place where little kids can come. Drinking is just a waste. It's better to go back to your mother's arms to eat milk early." He pulled out a scimitar from his waist, and he used it.
The sharp pounded the table and made a sharp laugh.
Edward didn't care about this kind of provocation at all, and just focused on finding similar things on the menu. This level of thing is obviously a temptation, and something must be followed by it...
But as the noble Lord Ryan, obviously he couldn't accept it, he turned his head and glared at the guy.
"Do you want to fight? Then draw the sword early! If you don't have the courage, get out quickly." Obviously, this action will only make the other party happy, and the words will make it even more provocative: "Oh, sorry, I thought it was a man, it turned out to be
Are you two little girls?" After laughing, he actually coughed and vomited thick phlegm on their table!
The shadow on the black robe who was well versed suddenly, and a little silver luster popped out from the darkness and flashed away.
Then everything disappeared again, as if the man just raised his gaze bored and took a look.
But at the same time, the big red-haired man let out a terrifying scream as if he was bitten. He suddenly abandoned his weapon, hugged his head and took a few steps back, and sat on a single piece of it.
On the chair, the simple furniture couldn't stand his fully armed weight, and it scattered into a pile with a thud. The tables behind it were knocked over, and the sound of crackling and slamming into a whole lot.
At this time, Edward had already retracted his gaze and pushed the table in front of him to one side, pulling the other one in front of him.