Chapter 70 Migration and the coming of troubled times
Middle Territory, Kingdom of Falorland, Brook Town.
"Assemble! Assemble! Noon has arrived. Anyone who wants to leave should come quickly. We won't wait if it's late!"
"You untouchables, move faster. The Baron is kind and kind, so he gave you a lift. Don't delay!"
A dozen knights wearing armor and holding sharp swords stood in the middle of the street in the town, shouting loudly.
Under their impatient urging, a group of sallow-looking men, women, and children quickly gathered over carrying large and small bags.
This small town, which is mainly supported by the planting industry, is located on the northern border of the kingdom. Although it is not prosperous, people used to work at sunrise and rest at sundown, and they lived peacefully.
But now, everything has changed.
The wave period is coming, a large number of demons are awakening from their slumber, strange beasts are rampant, and wars in the southern plains have all affected the order of the town.
Now the town has become very depressed, with ten households and five empty. Now another group of people are preparing to move, and it is estimated that it will be completely deserted soon.
"Follow me, we're about to set off."
"Follow the big army, if you fall behind you will suffer the consequences."
The knights patrolled the streets and urged the crowd.
This team was large in size, with nearly a thousand people, most of whom were ordinary workers, tenant farmers, and a few freedmen and even nobles riding on horse-drawn carriages.
At the front of the team was a luxurious four-wheeled carriage, with the lord of the town, Baron Hunter, sitting on the carriage.
He was wearing a brown vest, with regular features and two beautiful moustache. He looked good, but his fat beer belly ruined his image, and his gentlemanly demeanor was completely covered up by the appearance of a greasy uncle.
Baron Hunter stuck his head out of the carriage window and said:
"Captain Kelly, I have to rely on you on this journey."
Kelly Douglas is the leader of the Tomahawk Mercenary Group. He is a tall man, wearing heavy bronze armor, and his unshaven face shows a bit of vicissitudes of life.
Hearing the baron's words, he grinned, raised the gray double-edged battle ax in his hand, shook it, and said:
"Don't worry, as long as I'm here, no bandits or strange beasts can intrude on this team!"
Baron Hunter nodded, looking at the strong Captain Kelly and the hundreds of people under his command, he felt relaxed.
A mercenary group with master-level extraordinary beings on staff, plus several groups of guards from his family, should be enough to escort them to Tampa County.
The team began to move south along the main road of the town.
After leaving the town, there are vast mountains. On the road leading to Tampa County, an important city in the north of Faroland, there are not only all kinds of ferocious birds and beasts, but also some powerful bandits, so going back and forth on this road
People who go up usually travel in groups. Most people even spend money to hire some mercenaries to ensure the safety of their lives and property.
Team leader Kelly took the lead and walked at the front of the team.
He is a middle-aged man of about forty years old, who looks smart and capable. He is riding on a behemoth, which is an earth dragon (a kind of sub-dragon containing thin dragon blood).
This earth dragon is about two feet long, has a single horn on its head, and has shiny black scales. It looks like a giant lizard and looks quite ferocious.
There was an earth dragon clearing the way, so it was calm and calm along the way.
The bandits knew very well that those who could ride beast king-level mounts such as the Earth Dragon were master-level extraordinary beings, so even though this team seemed to be quite promising, they did not dare to rush up and rob them.
The strange beasts in the mountains and forests were also frightened by the earth dragon and did not dare to attack the team.
When passing by a grassy area, the earth dragon's pace stagnated, and its yellow eyes like light bulbs opened wide, staring at the young man on the grass with a somewhat uneasy look.
The man had black hair and blue eyes, a handsome face, and was wearing a black windbreaker. He was sitting on the grass eating barbecue.
The barbecue is a bird, the meat has been cooked, the shiny silver feathers are scattered on the ground, and there are lightning stripes on the feathers, which is very extraordinary.
The Lightning Silver Eagle has an extraordinary bloodline. He is the king of beasts when he reaches adulthood. He is more powerful than ordinary master-level extraordinary beings and is the overlord of the sky in this area.
Because they are birds and strange beasts, they are extremely fast, and ordinary saints cannot do anything to them.
But today it died and became a meal on the plate, which made the earth dragon deeply uneasy.
Captain Kelly looked at the man in the trench coat beside the grass, his face was very solemn, he put his hand on the ax handle and said:
"Who is your Excellency?"
It looks like a human being.
But the strangers in the wilderness are not trustworthy. They may be bandit leaders, or more likely, they are hunters disguised as demons.
"A passing witcher."
Renn took a bite of the bird leg meat of the Lightning Silver Eagle, chewed it to pieces with the bones, and swallowed it, "Don't be nervous, I am also a noble of Faloran."
As he spoke, he shook his left hand. On his middle finger, a demon hunting ring made of holy silver shone brightly, with holy texts on it.
Captain Kelly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.
Holy silver is a metal full of radiant power. If it is engraved with holy writings, it will be like a high-temperature soldering iron to the devil, and it will be injured if touched.
Therefore, the tokens of demon hunting masters are often holy silver rings.
"Where are you going?"
"Tampa County."
After hearing this, Renn finished eating the Lightning Silver Eagle's meat in three strokes, stood up, and said with a smile:
"We're on the same road, how about taking me with you?"
After arriving in the Central Territory, the one-horned white horse flew away and returned to the Norm Empire.
He is not in a hurry for the moment and doesn't mind taking a look at the current situation in various parts of Faroland.
Captain Kelly had some hesitation on his face and said: "This..."
"Let this master go with you."
Behind, Baron Hunter spoke on the luxurious carriage. He patted his bulging beer belly and said with a smile, "With one more demon hunter master accompanying us, our safety will be better guaranteed."
Captain Kelly felt helpless and had no choice but to nod in agreement.
Renn successfully joined the team and got on the best carriage.
Baron Hunter saw that this young man was heroic, distinguished in temperament, and probably had a good background, so he ignored the warnings in the eyes of Captain Kelly and the guards and enthusiastically invited him to ride in the carriage together.
The two started chatting and laughing all the way.
The baron kept bragging about how wise and powerful he was, leading the townspeople to repel the attacks of the beast herd again and again, and also wiped out many troublemaking demons, repeatedly thwarting the dark camp's conspiracy.
For this reason, his eldest son died gloriously some time ago. He was killed by a vampire female marquis and his blood was sucked dry.
The relocation of the people this time was in response to the king's call, and it was definitely not because he couldn't bear it...
Ren listened for a while and concluded that this guy was basically bragging.
It was because I was afraid that I wanted to move to a big city for refuge.
However, it can also be seen from this that troubled times have come, and ordinary civilians are living a very difficult life in this era, displaced and precarious.
"Mr. Gao Wen, you said you just came back from Beihai?"
Baron Hunter looked at Ren with a look of disbelief, and exclaimed, "Oh, Goddess of Light, it's incredible. That's the northernmost point of the continent, and the distance is tens of thousands of miles."
The guards, Captain Kelly and others also looked surprised.
Now is the era of war and chaos. It is very difficult to walk from the North Sea to the Kingdom of Falorland alone.
Ren, whose pseudonym is Gawain, said with a smile: "It's okay, it's not too far, as long as you have feet."
Captain Kelly: "..."
Baron Hunter: "..."
You're making it impossible for me to answer the phone.
The Baron looked at his short legs, laughed awkwardly, and said:
"Mr. Gawain, I would like to ask, why are you traveling all the way to Beihai? I heard that a lot of big things have happened there recently. Pluto has returned, and two monarchs from the dark camp have died."
Ren smiled faintly: "I participated in that battle and even entered the Tomb of Hades."
"What?!"
The Baron's eyes widened and his jaw almost dropped. He instinctively said in disbelief, "Goddess above, that is the battlefield for kings!"
Ren waved his hand and said modestly: "It's a small scene, not worth mentioning."
Captain Kelly: "..."
Baron Hunter: "..."
If you keep doing this, we won't be able to continue talking for the rest of the day.
Renn looked at the weird looks in everyone's eyes, shrugged, felt that he could no longer pretend, and changed the subject:
"Is your lordship a religious man?"
"Um."
Baron Hunter nodded, with a pious look on his face, pulled out the silver cross necklace from under his neck, and said, "I am a devout believer in the church. My Lord is in heaven, and the glory will last forever."
Seeing his arrogant appearance, Ren's heart moved and he asked:
“What are the Seven Commandments of St. John?”
"ah?"
"..."
He was sure that this guy had just become a believer.
It seems that the church has increased its missionary efforts in Falorland, and some small nobles in some places have begun to believe in religion.
In other words, it is easy to proselytize in troubled times. The precarious poor people live in dire straits and can only place their hope on a certain kind of faith.
Even some small nobles easily fall into the arms of religion in order to seek peace of mind.
Renn: [Sister, how is the progress?]
Artoria: [It will take a lot of time. Defeating the soul imprints of the saints has also consumed a lot of my mental energy. It is slowly being consumed now.]
There are only 7 saints' brands left, but they are all relatively strong, and some of them can be beaten.
Renn: [Come on, I’ll go to the southern plains first.]
Artoria: [Well, be careful.]
Feeling his sister's concern, Renn smiled slightly and closed the contact platform.
The team moved forward in an orderly manner.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, they finally walked from the rugged mountain road to the commercial road.
This trade road is very spacious, running through the north and south of the kingdom. It is one of the most important trade routes in Falorland. There is a large flow of merchants every day, and various large and small caravans can be seen along the way.
At this point, the Baron and the others truly relaxed and no longer worried about the various dangers on the migration journey.
"So many refugees."
Renn looked at the busy road with lots of people and sighed.
Not just caravans, there were also many refugees who had left their homes on the road. They carried large and small bags, pots and pans, farm tools, and tents. They formed several long queues along the road and moved forward slowly.
Baron Hunter shook his head when he saw this and said:
"Border towns can no longer stay. This is the only way. His Majesty Charles has issued a relocation order to concentrate the population in big cities. This is the general trend."
In troubled times, one can only join a group to keep warm.
The situation on the front line is tense, and the kingdom's troops and security forces have been concentrated on the southern plains. Without strong men in charge, remote towns will naturally find it difficult to survive.
It is unrealistic to expect the local nobles to protect one party. They are famous for seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages.
Baron Hunter, who is willing to take civilians with him when running away, is already relatively conscientious. There are many nobles who simply leave the old, weak, women and children alone.
Renn took a breath, his eyes flashed, and said: "Maybe it's time to end this war."
The mainland of Saigon is too big for him to control other places.
But he is still capable of handling Farolland.
When Baron Hunter heard what he said, he laughed dumbly and said:
"The courage of young people is commendable, but it is too difficult to end the war. At least it is unrealistic in the past few years. Falorland is the first training ground selected by the dark camp."
With a calm look on his face, Ren said: "They will retreat, as long as they are hurt."
Baron Hunter and Captain Kelly shook their heads after hearing this.
Beat up the dark camp?
This is so difficult that even Charlemagne could not do it.
Being able to block the forces of the dark camp in the southern plains is already a blessing among misfortunes. If the battlefields were everywhere, it would be hell on earth...
Seeing them shaking their heads, Ren smiled and said nothing, having made a plan in his mind.
As night fell, the migrating team gradually stopped.
Some people began to bury pots for cooking and set up tents, and more people started to eat cold dry food. Some people did not have tents, so they used the sky as their bed and the ground as their quilt, and lay directly on the grass to rest.
In the night sky, the huge moon wheel hangs high, shining brightly, and the stars are like shining diamonds, dotted under the dark curtain.
Some bonfires were lit on the ground, and the flames danced and illuminated each camp.
Not everyone was pessimistic. The nobles drank and had fun, sang and danced, and some common people also had fun in their misery, singing majestic folk songs and earthy folk songs.
Renn sat on a big rock at the top of the small slope, watching this scene, and for some reason, he suddenly remembered the words in Alves' letter.
"Busy people are running around for life. Even if life is hard, they still live tenaciously.
Their lives are as humble as flowers in the dust, and when they bloom, they will have a scent of fragrance.
Did you know? If a person is separated from the masses and lives on top of the clouds for too long, he will not be able to understand the pain of the common people at the bottom.
It’s really sad that I want to raise the butcher’s knife and be the careerist and executioner in troubled times..."
With these words echoing in his ears, Ren looked at the night sky and muttered:
"That guy is very compassionate. He is not like a demon, and can understand the pain of ordinary people better than most powerful humans. It's a pity."
That bastard Samael forced Alves to massacre a small town, leaving his hands covered in blood and his temperament changed drastically. There was no turning back.
"You actually care about the life and death of these ants?" A slightly joking female voice sounded.
Ren sat still, his shadow stretched a bit under the moonlight.
The moonlight rippled, and his shadow began to squirm and deform. A graceful figure rose from the shadow, and its snow-white arms wrapped around his neck from behind.
Lilith hugged him, put her seductive red lips against his ear, and exhaled softly:
"Don't sympathize with the weak, that will become your weakness. Of course, if you are just pretending, then please continue to maintain it, it will help you win people's hearts."
Renn chuckled lightly, grabbed her chin, and said:
"As expected of a female devil, she speaks all famous quotes about villains."
"I'm just not as hypocritical as you guys. If I'm bad, I'll be bad. I'm just that kind of bad woman with a vicious heart and no sympathy."
Lilith raised her chin high, like a proud white swan, "I hope everyone will crawl at my feet, love me like crazy, please me, fight for me, and die for me."
Ren rolled his eyes when he heard this. Just as he was about to say something, his expression suddenly changed.
boom!!
In the center of the camp, a blue will-o'-the-wisp suddenly appeared, and the yin energy swept in all directions.
