Chapter 53: Hanar Station
γSacred Sand Country, Sand Country Border, Hanar Stationγ
The place where the border of the Sand Country, the Ning Country and the Beast Country intersect is a desert, this desert is called the Night Desert, because the pedestrians walking in the desert in the night can hear the sound of the desert, so it is named.
The Night Desert is a chaotic place, and the Sand Country, the Ning Country, and the Beast Country have not taken over because of the barren land in this place. In the long run, the night desert became a haven for crime, with countless gangs and bandits large and small, who did the dirtiest business in the world, from stealing merchants and caravans passing by to buying and selling people to smuggle national treasures. But no matter how rampant they are, they don't dare to provoke **, because they still know that if they really provoke any of the three countries, I am afraid that the entire night desert will be turned upside down, and in the end, large and small businesses will become soup chickens.
Therefore, stealing the money of passers-by is the most cost-effective.
In the middle of the night desert there is a post station called Hanar Station. On the surface, this inn was used as a place for passers-by to rest and shelter, but in fact it was a place where all kinds of robbers gathered in the desert. It can be said that this Hanar post station is also notorious in the entire Holy Alliance, although the alliance has sent troops to encircle and suppress it many times, but it has always encountered sandstorms on the outskirts of the night desert, and has returned many times in vain.
Later, the alliance sent people to make an agreement with the bandits in the desert that they could no longer rob passing merchants and kidnap pedestrians, but would provide services such as lodging for passing travelers in exchange for money. The price of these bandits is very high, and it is no different from robbery, but in this way, most of the troubles in the night desert are solved.
However, are these bandits, who are accustomed to robbery, really willing to serve others willingly, rather than rob through violence? In fact, this is not the case, and many things cannot be changed, and this is one of them.
These bandits who claim to have reformed themselves are still doing those shady things, but they will handle these things cleanly, so that the Holy Alliance will not know the news. Over time, people saw the face of the desert at night, and fewer and fewer merchants and caravans passed by. The once bustling Hanar post station is also starting to become sparsely populated.
However, on this day, the Hanal Post House came to its first guest of the week.
"Is this the Hanar Station?" said the guest, dressed in a brown trench coat with a pointed collar that obscured his beard.
The two tall men in the Hanal post station walked towards the man with a suspicious face, "Yo yo yo, look, who is coming?" said the tall man in the blue-green clothes on the right looked at the man next to him.
This man has a face like a lion, and at first glance he is an orc, and his behavior and speech are very rude and rude.
"I'm asking, is this the Hanar Inn?" the guest asked calmly, the brim of the huge black hat on his head obscuring his face, but it was not difficult to imagine that there must have been a grim face under the hat.
"This gentleman, of course this is the Hanar Station, what do you need?" asked the other tall man beside the beast country man just now, respectfully and politely.
"What country is your Excellency from?" asked the guest, pressing his hand against the brim of his black hat.
"Ningguoren, my name is Yongguang. The tall black-haired man said softly, patted the tall beast country man beside him and said, "This gentleman is from the beast country, called Qi Feng, we were rude before, please forgive me." β
The guest raised his head slightly, and glanced at the two of them lightly with his eyes, "Is this the Hanar Station?" the guest asked again, and there was no impatience in his tone.
You asked three times. The man named Qi Feng frowned with a fierce expression.
"But you didn't answer me. β
Qi Feng and Yongguang were both burly people, and they were a whole head taller than this guest. Moreover, Qi Feng and Yongguang were also very strong, they looked like typical warriors, the muscles in their chests were very developed, and their arms were as thick as the legs of this guest.
Despite this, the guest's face remained unchanged.
"Sir, may I ask what country you are from?" asked Nagamitsu politely.
"I don't understand. β
"What country are you from?" Eimitsu asked again with a smile.
The guest shook his head, his hands in the pockets of his brown trench coat, and his mouth moved slightly, "I don't have a country." β
"Can't you understand people's words? There is no country, who believes it? Could it be a bandit in the desert at night?" Qi Feng raised his golden thick eyebrows and said loudly.
Yongguang stared at him viciously, Qi Feng stopped talking, and muttered as if he had made a mistake, "After doing it for a long time, I thought it was a big order, but I didn't expect it to be a poor ghost." β
Yongguang smiled awkwardly, clasped his hands into fists, and compensated the guest, "Sir, please don't be surprised, it is true that no one has come to the Hanal Post Station for a long time, and now only me and Qi Feng are left to maintain the basic operation." β
"So, this is the Hanar Station?" the guest looked up, his eyes shining, as if he was interested.
"Yes, but I don't know what you need?"
"What do you need?" the guest slowly approached Qi Feng and Yongguang step by step, muttering, "What I need is for you, the Hanar Station, to disappear into this desert. β
"What?" Nagamitsu squinted, not knowing what the man was talking about.
Qi Feng on the side felt that something was wrong, and the strange person in front of him suddenly gave him a great sense of oppression. It was as if the air in the entire Hanar post station had shrunk. The old tables, chairs and benches around him began to vibrate constantly, the scattered windows on the wall began to rustle, and a huge aura gradually formed around this person.
"Before you die, one last thing to confirm, two weeks ago, did a spiritual magician named Yan Jie come here?" The spiritual power in the man's hand gathered, and a small golden spirit circle began to form, and colorful tarot cards began to emerge in the spirit array. The man's whole body was covered with countless spirit arrays, and his eyes turned dark ink, "Did she die here?"
"Who are you?" Yongguang broke out in a cold sweat, realizing that the person in front of him was definitely not simple, and his spiritual cultivation had exceeded his imagination.
"It doesn't matter who he is, since it's all a showdown, let's start fighting!" Qi Feng saw the man open the powerful spirit array, and shouted around the Hanar Station: "Boss, you can come out, let's kill this guy together." He is also a high-level psychic and should have a lot of treasures on him when he kills him. β
After saying that, more than thirty desert bandits wearing gray hanging cloths came out of the Hanar post station, one floor, two floors, and three floors, and they surrounded the men in the center of the post station.
Among the more than thirty bandits, a young woman with a sexy figure and wearing a red tight-fitting combat uniform walked to the front with a veil and said softly: "Since you know that this is the Hanar Station, you should also know the rules of the Hanar Station! β
"Let me ask again, was there a spiritual magician named Yan Jie who came here two weeks ago?" the man asked, looking up at the sexy woman.
"You mean the female psychist? She was here two weeks ago. The sexy woman covered her mouth and smiled, "But she's dead now." β
"Her spiritual power is very strong, she has opened ten veins, and her swordsmanship is very good. Yongguang exclaimed, "However, she doesn't understand the rules of the Hanal Station, she doesn't give money, and she wants to leave alive." No matter how powerful a person is, how can he be the opponent of our group?" Yongguang looked at the more than thirty brothers around him, and continued, "Everyone here is a former excellent killer, and the worst one has opened seven veins, so please know the current affairs, the Yan Jie you are talking about should be your friend." I sympathize with your friend's plight, but I ask you to learn from it, what a beautiful thing life is, shouldn't it be cherished? β
After speaking, Yongguang made a gesture, and more than thirty people opened the spiritual pulse array at the same time, and the huge concussion sound produced when the resonance between the pulse arrays made the entire ground seem to tremble. Almost at the same moment, hundreds of spiritual pulse arrays were aimed at the man in the center of the post station.
"What's your name?" the man asked instead of getting angry, pointing to the sexy woman, ignoring Eternal Light at all.
"Eucalyptus. β
"Looks like the three of you are the heads here. Eucalyptus opened ten veins, and Yongguang and Qi Feng opened nine. There were still thirty-three bandits left, of whom thirteen were from the Eight Veins Gate and twenty were from the Seven-Vein Gate. This kind of combat power is very good, and it can be regarded as a very powerful combat power in the Holy Alliance. The man pressed his hat, the golden spiritual pulse on his right hand dimmed, and there was an extra pair of tarot cards in his hand, "However, in my eyes, you miscellaneous pieces are not enough!"
The woman named Eucalyptus smiled contemptuously, as if the man in the brown trench coat had made a huge joke: "It seems that you know us very well, and you want to avenge your friend, just now I used spiritual magic to perceive your strength and opened eleven veins, and the strength must be much stronger than your friend." The woman pointed around, and a red spiritual pulse array was formed under her feet, "We people, but even the top spiritual magicians who opened the twelve veins have been killed, let alone you?" The woman smiled slightly, extremely charming, "How do you want to die?"