The second gate of the seventh district on the east side of Sloitt City is the closest to the Running Horse Academy, and from here, you can detour to the south bank of the Running Horse River, Mo Xiang is ready to ask the director of the magic academy for a two-week long vacation, but the dean is not skilled between his wife and lover at this time, and the family dispute has tormented the famous magician, and there is no time to listen to Mo Xiang's reason, and in the end, Mo Xiang, who has no choice, can only leave a long letter to the dean, saying that he needs a short trip, and then he takes the little maid Nian Si and carries the luggage away。 Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The first rays of sunlight shine through the wooden shelves of the Drum Tower and into the stone slabs of the main street in Sloit. This is a rather old drum tower, and the young soldier is reluctant to climb up the dilapidated drum tower to ring the morning twilight bell, so he uses a delicious chicken leg for lunch in exchange for not having to climb the stairs to ring the bell, and he lazily leans on the wooden handrail of the steps, enjoying the morning sun.

On the side, the veteran walked straight up the stairs, and the wooden planks that creaked on them were in danger of collapsing at any moment, but they had been like this for so many years. The veteran will carefully observe each plank every day, and if there is any extraordinarily loose, he will pull out a hammer from his waist and repair it with a few small iron nails, but he is very smart and will never repair it completely, otherwise the lunch at noon every day will be in the soup.

A gecko that liked to catch flying insects at night slipped into the crack in the wall, and as the veteran was climbing the stairs, he saw from a distance the gate of the thirteenth block wide open, and countless light cavalry in neat formations crossed the moat one by one, and walked slowly southeast along the straight road. Such grandiose spectacles are not uncommon throughout the year. It's just that usually, there are all kinds of news coming out of more or less the neighborhood. Pre-war propaganda sometimes pasted notices at the gates of the major cities even half a month in advance.

The first people to know the news were the bell ringers at the city gates like veterans. But now the veteran looked up at the sunny weather, cursing the damned barbarians on the ice, ice and tundra. In the last few years, the abominable barbarians have become more and more unscrupulous, and they have run faster than the Guboraima, and every winter they cross the White Elephant River and rush into the hinterland of the province of Sloit.

And now. Why was there no news of such a large troop transfer in the thirteenth block where the North Wind Legion was located? Could it be that after the economic plunder, those barbarians on the back were not satisfied, and they wanted to invade in the spring? The veteran was a little puzzled, knowing that the water of the Xianghe River had thawed, did these barbarians really dare to cross the river bank?

A well-prepared team of adventurers left Sloitt just as the first rays of the morning sun were shining.

The old soldier standing on the drum tower looked at the magician sitting on the Gubolai horse at the gate of the city. It felt very familiar, and I didn't remember who that person was for a while, but it's really rare for an adventure group to go out so early. The veteran held the battlements of the bell tower with both hands, craned his neck and looked out for a long time. only to retract the slightly sour neck.

At this time, the young soldiers waiting under the bell tower were already very impatient, and were looking up with their hands pinched under the bell tower. The steel helmet on his head was held in his arms, and he squinted his eyes and put his hand on his forehead......

...... Beautiful Dividing Line......

Last night in the tavern next to the Mercenary Guild. Mo Xiang found an adventure group called "Black Mist", which is said to be in the province of Sloit. This party has a very good reputation and an excellent mission completion rate. Therefore, the price of hiring such an adventure group is all of Mo Xiang's savings in the past few years.

Fortunately, Mo Xiang is a high-paid magic teacher, and he usually lives very frugally, otherwise when it comes to the issue of gold coins, Mo Xiang is afraid that his waist will not be as straight as it is now. What the magicians lack is magic crystals......

However, the Black Mist Adventure Group was able to accept this order at a low price, in fact, the real reason was that the magicians in their team were injured in the last mission, and they have not been able to follow the adventure group for a while. The head of the group didn't want these subordinates to spend all day in the tavern and mingle with the women in the bar in addition to drinking, and at this time, a magician happened to come to the tavern to hire the adventure party. The two of them just drank two glasses of golden cider and settled the business.

So in the early morning of the next day, a group of adventurers in full gear waited at the gate of No. 2 in the seventh district of Sloitt City. Captain Angus and his men leaned against the edge of the city wall and waited quietly for the arrival of their employer.

This is a group of burly northern men who have served in the North Wind Legion and have good discipline and professionalism.

Mo Xiang rode on a horse at the front, wearing a black magician's robe, and a light leather vest was even covered on the outside of the robe. On his waist hangs the magic wand that he carries every day when he teaches. For a long time, Mo Xiang has been teaching "Basic Theoretical Knowledge of Magic" in the Galloping Horse Magic Academy, and the teachers of the Magic Academy know that he is a magician who has successfully registered in the Magic Guild, but few people know that Mo Xiang has completed the task of a trial and is a very young tenth-level fire magician.

He was followed by the little maid Niansi and the water magician Sophie, two girls riding a battle argali, Nian Si was wearing a set of full-covered armor like a tin can, this armor was very incommensurate with her cute face, but obviously the little maid Nian Si was very used to wearing this armor to ride a battle argali, and now her face was full of excitement and curiosity, like a future warrior who could save the world.

And the beautiful girl Sophie next to her has a little haggard face, although she uses a little rouge to make her face look not so bad, but after all, her body has been affected by the space magic storm, and now the magic elements in her body are still very unstable. She was able to get Mo Xiang's consent and follow her out to rescue Teacher Morath, and it was only after some struggle that she succeeded in convincing Mo Xiang. The reason that can convince Mo Xiang is that she is a qualified water magician. Support water mages are very useful in the team, and can minimize battle damage. Sophie used this reason to successfully convince Mo Xiang.

As the team was about to walk out of the city gate, three black horses with black feet and flames galloped down the city's avenue. This is a hybrid of the Hell War Horse and the Ancient Bolai Horse, it is said that the rarity of this war horse is even higher than that of the Dragon's Blood War Horse, and the Black Flame War Horse is deeply loved by various nobles in the Grimm Empire, and it has even been difficult to find this kind of famous horse.

Three flaming horses came running like a whirlwind and stopped at the back of the group, and everyone saw that three women in black cloaks were sitting on the horse, and as they ran, the wind brought up by the gallop lifted the cone cap, revealing a silver mask inside. Long blond hair fluttered in the wind at the back of his head.

Even though she was wearing a Mithril mask, the familiar smell still clearly let Mo Xiang know that the woman on the horse was Mansa, even if she covered the face that fascinated half of the men in Sloitt City, even if she used a black cloak to cover her delicate and sexy body, it still made the reckless men of the Black Mist Adventure Group grow their mouths and look over here with a demented look, and they couldn't wait to rush up and directly lift the Mithril mask shining on their faces to see what kind of beautiful woman they were inside.

Sophie. This year's best student of the Royal Academy of Magic of the Green Empire, and also a well-deserved school flower, the youngest goddess in the imperial capital is sitting on a horse at this moment, and she is actually paroded by the masked Mansa. It's like a green apple. She also looked curiously at the three women on the Flame Warhorse opposite.

Mansa looked at Mo Xiang with a smile on her horse, even if she was wearing a Mithril mask, she had a way to make everyone feel her smile. She looked happy. Then he said to Mo Xiang in a voice full of charm: "You said that you won't leave me!"

Mo Xiang explained with a wry smile: "I'm just going out for a few days, and I have something to deal with!"

"In that case. You're going to take me with you!" Mansa didn't hesitate and said directly.

"I can't ask for it!"

Mo Xiang didn't have any reason to refuse. Originally, he went to the "heaven and earth" to ask for the help of Mansa's two maids, Lina and Loki, who were arguably the best assassins he knew in Sloit.

Mansa's two handmaidens are very special beings, they are not only Mansa's personal companions, but also sign a soul contract with Mansa. The two handmaidens have lived with Mansa since childhood, and the ancient magical contract between them binds the destinies of the three together, and they are like Mansa's stand-ins or shadows. Because of the strong magic power of the soul contract, the three of them looked almost the same, no matter their body appearance or voice. Of course, there is also a very obvious difference, that is, the great mage who was responsible for helping Mansa sign a magic contract with Lina and Rocky tattooed a whole magic pattern circle on Linna's face, but there was no trace on her body. And Luo Qi is almost all magic pattern arrays, and the only place without tattoos is the face that captivates the country and the city. This is the biggest difference between the two handmaidens and Mansa, and although those magic circles have ruined their appearance, they have brought them great power, and they are inherently powerful assassins.

In this way, three more members of the team were added, and they walked southeast along the path from which Sophie had come......

...... Beautiful Dividing Line......

It's been three days since Jingyue Ellie came out of Sloit with her guards, and she didn't even go to the hospital to see her sister before she left, just to drive the barbarian warriors of the Celtic tribe out of the northern territory of the Grimm Empire before they could gain a foothold in Sloit.

But things did not go as smoothly as expected, the soldiers of the guard regiment have been in a disadvantage of being beaten passively for the past three days, between the mountains and jungles, those barbarians on the ice and snow tundra are more like the masters of this place, they use the advantages of various terrain to deal with the soldiers of the guard regiment, so that in three days, Jingyue Aili did not even find out the details of the opponent, the most serious thing is the direction of Elcheng, and the guard regiment has not received any news for three consecutive days.

It seems that there is a pair of big hands hidden in the shadows, quietly blindfolded Jingyue Aili's glasses, this situation is very bad, intuition tells Jingyue that the enemy hidden in the shadows is aiming at himself, ready to open his mouth and swallow himself at the moment when he is most relaxed.

With such a reckless blockade of news, in the face of 5,000 guards battalion soldiers, they were able to block all the information in the direction of Elcheng. It seems that the strength of that force is definitely several times stronger than Jingyue Aili's five thousand guard battalion. Last night, a letter for help to Sloit City should have arrived. The fastest emergency plan of the North Wind Legion over there has been activated, and it will not be able to send troops to support it until at least this morning.

In the center of the tent is a magic sand table, which is a holographic image of the terrain of the mountains around Sloitt City, a very high-end magic item that only those elven mages who are proficient in magic have this talent to make. This holographic map can also be regarded as Jingyue's private belongings, and only nobles with a deep background like the Ellie family can come up with such magical items. Because hundreds of years since the establishment of the Grin Imperial Capital, the Ellie family has been the true overlord of the large northern province of Sloit.

Jing Yue was wearing a knight's armor made of Mithril, with a thin sword hanging from her waist, and the red cloak behind her was casually placed on a chair. She supported her chin with one hand, staring intently at the holographic map not far away, silent for a long time. A group of staff officers and battalion commanders were discussing the map, and everyone could feel a tense atmosphere in the tent.

"There is no latest news from the scout camp yet?" Jing Yue asked dissatisfiedly, pursing her lips.

The officers were still in awe of this female commander who liked violent methods, whether it was her origin or her own strength and strategic methods, she was outstanding among young people, and the only flaw in her character was that she did not have the slightest patience and a temper like a volcano, and the current highest commander of the guard regiment was still the eldest daughter of the Ellie family. If all goes well, Jingyue Erie will officially take over the city of Sloitte after the abdication of the old Wall, becoming the first duchess of the most important province in the north.

At this time, the deputy of the scout battalion immediately walked out of the crowd. He whispered in front of Jing Yue: "This time, the battalion commander personally led people to the front to listen to the information, and I haven't received any news yet." ”

Jing Yue Aili did not speak with a cold face, and at this time, the deputy of the scout battalion standing on the side was already oozing sweat from his forehead. I can't help but complain about the camp leader in my heart, and this camp leader is also wonderful. Worried about being scolded, he would rather personally lead the team to rush into the enemy's war zone than come to attend today's morning meeting of the guard regiment. Instead, he pushed his battalion deputy to the forefront.

Jing Yue waved her hand irritably, letting the cautious battalion deputy retreat.

There must be a problem in a certain link, which makes Jing Yue feel like a shadow, just like there is always someone behind him who can peek into everything about him, even if eating, sleeping, and taking a bath will make Jing Yue very uncomfortable, even if he knows that his personal maid has been guarding his side, and has confirmed countless times that there is no one around, but that feeling is still very strong.

That taste made Jing Yue inexplicably irritable, she gently stroked the saber on her side, trying to keep herself calm, the battle had just begun!

...... Beautiful Dividing Line......

For a long time, I had a very lonely feeling.

It's like a child standing on the roof in the dark night, looking at the busy streets and colorful neon lights, but there is a kind of being outside the scenery, I am a part of the night, those prosperous scenery do not belong to me, I am a dark part, I am even afraid to see the sun in the daytime, only dare to turn out of the nest after the night comes, like a rat in a stinky ditch, carefully lived.

Yes, I'm alive.

That mood is like a dandelion flying in the wind, where it floats, it is your home.

Sister Guoguo has been gone for five years, and since these **** nights and nights, there is nothing left except for missing it. Following her footsteps, she came to the city where she lived, tried to find the shadow of her life along the streets and alleys covered with bluestone slabs, went to the magic academy where she studied when she was a child, and saw the lilac flowers in the courtyard. I had been to her house, and sat in the door of the leather shop next to hers, quietly looking at the window she had told me.

She smiled and pointed to the cozy town, as if to say to me, "Hey, Jia, you're finally here, I've been waiting for you for a long time, come and take a look here, how beautiful this little city is!"

As if I saw her appear behind the lilac bushes of the magic campus, she was bending down to lean out of her body lightly embroidered with fragrant lilacs, and the back of the navy blue magic academy uniform was cocked, revealing a piece of white and greasy soft flesh on the back of the waist.

Sitting quietly on the stone steps at the door of the tannery shop, quietly closing my eyes and listening to her standing in front of the window of the house and humming softly the song, the beautiful and intoxicating melody made me unable to bear to leave, how many times I wanted to sneak upstairs to see the room where she lived, but my feet were like a heavy shackle, not only locked my soul, but also locked the distance between me and that room forever.

That summer, I walked east along the Galloping Horse River for two months, like a lonely stray dog, before I walked into this cozy little town.

The first thing I did here was to get a certificate of residence at the town hall, and if I could live there for three years, I would automatically become a legal citizen of the town of El, and before that I was just a stray dog with no status, like the refugees who had escaped from other places, and would receive daily relief food from the government, which was sweet potatoes that the slaves ate. Of course, no wanderer with the ability to work with his hands will receive that kind of food, just as eating a sweet potato will forever be branded as a slave. They would rather go digging through garbage heaps, begging, or even stealing.

These refugees had fled from the surrounding areas, and the Grimm Empire was not as stable as it had imagined, at least in most of the northern provinces, where the barbarian tribes of the icy tundra were still attacked every winter, and they would come to capture slaves. The farmhouses would be torn down, the sheep, and the men would be taken away, but those who resisted would be slaughtered. Many people have had to abandon their homes and take refuge in these walled cities, where they have almost nothing.

Unlike them, I am not poor. I even buried Sister Guoguo's magic waist under a rock by the Benma River, and I didn't dare to walk on the streets of El Town with a magic item tied to my waist. Sister Guoguo's waist bag contains a bunch of walnut-like magic cores and several parchment magic books, which are the possessions left by Sister Guoguo.

The second thing I did was to go to the post office in El Town and send those cores in the name of Sister Guoguo, who she had at her house, and I remember that Sister Guoguo had said that she had two younger sisters.

Soon after, when I went to the town hall at the beginning of the next month, I was notified that someone was willing to adopt me, and if I didn't have a legal guardian or a good reason, I had to choose one of those families. (Check-in to prove that the wanderers live in the town)

In El City, there will always be a lot fewer boys than girls, and there are many reasons for this, the main one is that the barbarians of the ice and tundra robbed all men, including boys, in their eyes, only men can barely have the physical strength to go down the mines to mine, and only those male slaves have the strength to work!

Ordinary families often let the boys of the family reach the age of sixteen and go to the Northern Legion to serve in the military, because the Northern Legion is responsible for defending against the barbarian tribes in the north, the annual battle losses are very large, and it is these newcomers who are the easiest to die, and the veterans call these people cannon fodder. Only after military service will those who survive become the breadwinner of the family, marry a wife and have children.

The aristocratic family is the opposite, because the family is well-off, the boys will be sent to the war college to learn combat skills, once they successfully graduate from the academy, before the deadline for military service at the age of twenty-two, they can get a formal soldier status certificate from the soldiers' union, and after entering the army, they will directly become non-commissioned officers, at least they will not be used as cannon fodder. Even some aristocratic families, for the continuation of the bloodline, will let the young nobles marry early before joining the army, leaving the bloodline.

This system has also caused many ordinary families to have no boys, and many families want to be able to adopt some orphans, and it is this situation that has caused me to be adopted. (To be continued.) )