"Why is it so cold here?" the natives who stood guard at the top of the ruins shivered in the night wind of Ashubi, and the woodcutter born in the central mountains of New Eden had never felt the chill of the stormy sea.

His companion gave him a blank look: "You should be glad that this is not the winter of Ashbee, I have heard that in Ashupi, people can freeze to death in the winter night, and the chill will kill you." ”

"Then I should be lucky. With a sigh, the aboriginal noticed the procession of torches marching in the street below, and out of professional ethics, he leaned out: "Password!"

"Kocha River!" This is a river in the north of New Eden, the river of the hometown of the old man of the Rodagan family, because he is here, so he uses this river as a password today.

After passing the password, the aboriginal waved his hand at the group, and then just lay down on the railing: "Hey, old Jim is in big trouble this time, the eldest son of the old man of the Rodagan family died like this, and the old man took the matter out of their heads, and it was said that he wanted to let them die, and I am happy at the thought that this old thing is going to die." ”

After waiting for a while, and finding that his friend had not answered, he turned his head and saw an arrow in his old friend's head, and the little thing that had just climbed to the top pointed a musket in his hand.

When seeing the muzzle flash, the aborigines were a little puzzled - where was the gunshot?

With such doubts and regrets, he fell to the ground.

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"Empty. Jiuye put away the small musket with the silding inscription barrel in his hand, turned around and dragged Yang and Akemi below.

Akemi walked up to the aboriginal sitting in the chair, looked at the arrow that pierced the entire brain, and nodded, "Marceau, you shot this arrow well." ”

At this time, the battle boat with the silencer tile flew over the ruins, Marceau and Flame jumped down, recovered the gold-seeping all-metal arrow from the corpse, put it back in the quiver, Marceau hugged the three girls: "Take care to protect yourself, I have ordered the commandos below, if things change, they will do their best to cover you." ”

"Don't worry, we'll take care of ourselves. The girls kissed Marceau goodbye and began to set up their firing positions.

Marceau and Flame slid down the rope to the bottom, and joined the troops on the street, and it was Miyazawa who led the torch, and the little hen with this kid's face now met the unwilling appearance of the weasel, but he was unwilling to return to unwillingness, and he still had to do business: "Old Vandal is resting in the city lord's mansion in the central area. ”

"Wait a minute, I remember half of the shells blowing them off. Mo whispered and looked at the map in his hand.

"It's been repaired there, and the old thing called a few mages from the army to fix those lives, and I really don't want to wronged myself at all. Speaking of this, Miyazawa was angry, as far as the performance of the new Eden nobles was concerned, even the nobles of Ashubi were inferior.

"Isn't it good, this is a mausoleum that he prepared for himself. Marceau said.

"That's a good explanation, let's go. Mo whispered, the girl dressed as a dwarf looked around, and finally looked at the corner of the street not far away with Marceau: "We seem to have guests." ”

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"Damn it! I've never been so angry as I am today, old Jim, you're going to judge!" a few New Eden infantrymen stepped out of the corner, and in the middle of the night, drunk, they found a cellar, and the dwarves and humans finally chose not to get drunk.

As a dwarf, the dwarf with a loud voice spat bitterness at the old man in front of him while retreating: "Commander Zheng Yaoxian is so good, but he is treated unreasonably like that, it's really too much!"

"Don't mention it, I'm worried about this matter, Commander Zheng Yaoxian is now under house arrest in a black prison, that is the territory of the Military Intelligence Agency, even the old duke can't do anything about him, let alone us little soldiers. ”

A group of seven walked through the ruins, and old Jim froze for a moment, then looked up: "Hey, Carter, why don't you ask me!"

A dry cough drew the attention of the infantrymen to the side, and out of the shadows was Miyazawa in a gendarmerie uniform: "Drunk, that's why you talk about the commander in vain?"

"Captain Miyazawa! I'm sorry!" the infantry immediately lost their temper - in their eyes, Miyazawa, as a subordinate of Commander Zheng Yaoxian, had always been trusted, so they lowered their heads one after another, and the dwarf looked at him with some unwillingness: "Your Excellency, we are crying out for the commander." ”

"What's the use of calling for grievances, the old duke made it clear that the chariot and horse wanted the commander to take one life for another...... So, don't be aggrieved, we have to trust the Excellencies of the Military Intelligence Agency. ”

“…… All right. The dwarf nodded.

And old Jim turned his head to look at the top of the ruins, and then turned his head to look at Miyazawa with some puzzlement: "Your Excellency, my countryman is on it, why doesn't he speak." ”

"You're not stupid! I've already seen Captain Gong!"

"There's something wrong with you, old Jim, let's go. His teammates said with some trepidation.

"Yes, let's go. After the old man finished speaking, he drove their teammates forward, and after they walked out, the old man suddenly turned his head to look at Miyazawa, and in the darkness where the torches were not completely touched, and there was no complete untouchable, he bowed his head and stroked his chest and saluted: "You are always willing to help Commander Zheng, right, Captain Gong." ”

“…… Yes. Miyazawa nodded at him.

The old man saluted again, and then hurried after his teammates.

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Marceau, who came out of the darkness, turned his head to look at the top: "This old thing has found something wrong. ”

"What to do. Miyazawa frowned.

"Don't you notice that these aborigines are happy to see it. Marceau shook his head: "They are not fellow villagers at all, and their accents are different. ”

“…… Then they must be enemies, this old thing looks happy, and he is dead, and someone has come to save his commander, if I were him, I would definitely take someone to hide. Mo whispered and also walked out of the darkness: "Let's go, so as not to have too many dreams at night." ”

"I think so too, and we're going to get there soon, and the wind is still blowing in the sky. Marceau turned her head to look at the sky.

"Honey, do you finally remember me. A long exclamation came from the Arcane headphones: "It's really cold in the sky." ”

"We'll pick up the pace, by the way, is the black tea on the Arcane Heater any good?" Marceau asked with a smile as she followed the group.

"After all, you chose it for me, of course it's delicious. "The long voice was full of pride.

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