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Chapter 671 The Holy See and the Black Dragon Escort You

The Western Continent and the Northland are adjacent.

But if you take the normal trade route, it will take about ten days to reach the Northland. However, if you directly cross the Amician Mountains that span the two places, this time can be shortened by more than half.

The journey on the first day was very uneventful. The mercenary group kept a low profile. Even if they passed by the fort, they would not stop too much and would only rest temporarily.

And on this day, neither the black dragon nor the Holy See Army were pursuing him at all.

This also slowly relieved Sola's tense nerves. Even though he was still not very stable at night, he at least got a relatively comfortable rest.

Finally no more sneak attacks in the middle of the night!

Early the next morning, the team stopped at the foot of Bailang Peak.

From here they need to enter the Amician Mountains.

However, the team took a half-hour break.

Sola sat in the carriage, listening to the noise outside. When he felt a little bored, he opened the window curtain of the carriage and stuck his head out to take a look.

The mercenaries are reorganizing their ranks.

Previously, when we were still on the trade road, in order to hide from others, mercenaries disguised as caravans were gathered in the middle together with the carriages.

But now that they were about to enter the mountain, the caravan also withdrew from the protective circle and formed a convoy formation behind the carriage.

In this way, dozens of people in front opened the way, dozens of people in the rear stood behind, and there were also mercenaries on the left and right to protect them.

The carriage in the center provides a sense of security.

Since this day, the mercenary group has taken care of the two of them in every detail.

Although mercenaries also work for a fee, it is not surprising that this mercenary group can have a good reputation on the mainland if they treat every business transaction so thoughtfully.

Sora looked at it for a while and then looked away. His neck was really crooked and a little sore.

She quietly looked at the young man sitting opposite.

The other party is reading quietly.

I have been reading a book since yesterday.

Of course, yesterday, Sora also pretended to be nonchalant and inquired about what the book was, and the other party did not hesitate to turn the book around and show it to her.

Then she couldn't understand a word.

The script world will give players a basic understanding of the world, such as writing and communication instincts, but it will only be limited to those things that the characters know.

For example, the elves speak Elvish language.

Then if the player becomes an elf, he will not open his mouth and say "Abba Abba". The character's instinct will make him speak familiar spoken language.

But I won’t speak dragon language without a chance.

Unless the character himself knows the language.

This is the most basic communication ability between living beings, and it is also the beginning of the development of a world's civilization. It is an instinctive cognition that will become instinctive after reaching its peak.

The moment they enter the script, every player's communication perception is changed.

No one thinks it's weird that they can talk.

Because this is instinct.

So after Sora saw the glyph fonts in the book, he regretted why his character didn't learn another language. I heard that the book was also a magic book, but it was a pity that he couldn't understand a word of it.

As a descendant of elves, I don't even know the elvish language.

This is really a tragedy for a mixed-race family.

Sora sighed secretly.

But after she asked about it yesterday, he seemed to notice her depression. The young man very gently said that if he saw any suitable magic in the book, he could teach her.

Sora immediately pushed forward and pushed further, and then she harvested a small ice and snow magic.

It can make snow fall in an area as big as your palm.

That's right, it's the palm-sized area after she opens her hand.

Sora: "..."



Sora complained in his mind, resting his head on the wall of the carriage, looking at the young man opposite him calmly.

The window curtain on the opposite side was also opened halfway, and the rising sunlight slanted in, and a beam fell on the young man. The fingers holding the spine of the book were shrouded in light and were as white as jade.

Her long silver hair hangs down on her shoulders, and a tuft of braided hair is exposed at the side of her ear.

Even though the other person hasn't washed his hair for two or three days, his silver-white hair still looks smooth and smooth, with a divine shimmer cast by the sun.

However, the next moment, the young man who was focusing on reading seemed to notice something.

He naturally raised his hand to twist up the exposed lock of silver hair, and then hid it in a white scarf to prevent it from being exposed to direct sunlight.

As a result, the hair that seemed to be shining brightly just now lost its brilliance and was covered with a layer of gray in the shadows.

Then, Xu Shuo raised his head and looked at Sora.

The girl who was secretly sizing him up suddenly came to her senses.

She subconsciously quickly looked away.

But then, as if he felt that his reaction was a bit too obvious, Sora looked over again in embarrassment and gave an awkward smile.

Xu Shuo's eyes flickered, and then he slightly curved the corners of his mouth.

"What's wrong?"

he asked warmly.

Sola said uncomfortably: "It's nothing, maybe I'm a little nervous because I'm about to enter the Amician Mountains."

Hearing this, Xu Shuo said with relief: "Actually, there is no need to worry too much. The Maple Leaf Mercenary Group is very powerful. They will escort us safely to Castle Castle. We can arrive at most tomorrow evening."

Sora nodded absently.

She combed the hair hanging in front of her forehead with her right hand, then turned her head and looked out the window, the look on her face seemed to be attracted by the movement outside.

But judging from the girl's pursed lips, she still seemed a little nervous.

Xu Shuo raised his eyebrows slightly, said nothing, picked up the magic book of the Holy See of Light and continued to read.



Half an hour later.

The mercenary group set off again, and the vast team took advantage of the bright sunlight and walked into this ancient mountain range surrounded by towering trees.

And right behind this mercenary group.

There was also a mercenary team following closely behind, but the distance was only a few kilometers away.

This mercenary team consists of more than thirty people, wearing dark chain mail clothing and steel helmets so that their faces cannot be seen clearly. They line up neatly and follow strict laws and regulations.

At the front of this team, Zuo Fangma, who was also dressed in the same attire, took the lead.

What Sora didn't know was.

Although she no longer encounters black dragon attacks.

But both the Holy See and the black dragon are escorting her to the North.

This is a great honor!

The maple leaf mercenary group in front is naturally real, but the mercenary group is under the Holy See of Light, and there are still many Sun Knights in the team.

The aura of the Sun Knight is too dazzling, and as long as he fights, his aura of light will inevitably be exposed.

Therefore, Zuo Fang only arranged for ten knights to enter.

He himself did not follow.

The main reason is that the person has already shown his face in front of the descendant of the elf, and the second reason is that his fighting style is actually quite unique, and he will be exposed as long as he fights.

In addition, Zuo Fang still needs to keep an eye on the dragon.

Luo Kun followed the knights and was hanging at the back of the team.

The young man lay lazily on his back on the horse, his dark red eyes staring directly at the sun in the sky without hesitation. His body was bumping up and down with the rhythm of the horse's running, and he was not afraid that he would be knocked off.

Moreover, his dark horse was led by a sun knight because the boy was too lazy to drive the horse himself.

He has a very playful attitude.

Under the sun, the two teams entered Bailang Peak one after another.

The Sun Knights did not approach the mercenary group rashly, but kept a distance of about ten kilometers from the Maple Leaf mercenary group at a neither fast nor slow pace.

It is the kind of distance where you can catch up in case of emergencies, but will not be found because you are too close.

The Amician Mountains are difficult to travel through, and there are bound to be many risks along the way.



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