Northern Inquisition of the Merchant Alliance.

About 10 days south of Winterfell, a pure black inquisition sits on the plains, and within a radius of nearly 5 kilometers is a forbidden area for the Merchant Alliance.

This is the Merchant Alliance, the ruling center of the northern underworld.

The officials here are either the highest justices, who are in charge of the law of the North; Either the consul of the highest seat, who is in charge of the administrative aspects of the north.

And the most powerful of them are the nine chief referees.

They are a group of supreme commanders who combine administrative, legal, and military forces.

There is also one person in this group that Sherlock is familiar with, and that is the goblin Onion.

As the former lord of Winterfell, after the crisis of Winterfell, Onionhead, who was petrified all the way, became one of the supreme inquisitors of the Northern Inquisition.

This is, of course, due to the fact that Lord Onion has been running Winterfell for many years, as well as his outstanding work ability.

Of course, the most important point is that he has money.

In the world of the Merchant Alliance, money is everything, and money can buy everything.

Although it is a bit unclear to say this, the amount of money you make is really related to your personal ability, at least in the merchant alliance.

And the onion head of the new official is already very familiar with the content of his work.

Even his office had been planned according to his time, just like he had once been in Winterfell.

Onion Head sat in his chair, he looked at his surroundings as if he was still a city lord, but now he was no longer a city lord, but one of the supreme judges of the Northern Underground World Merchant Alliance.

"Judge Onion, there's someone who wants to see you. But he didn't make an appointment. ”

Just as Onion was sitting in his office, the secretary who was outside knocked on the door and said to him.

"Who? Who?"

Onion didn't let him in at the first time, but asked.

"He said he knew you, I told him I couldn't come in without an appointment, but he was waiting at the door and said that you would see him if you saw this."

Hearing the secretary say this, Onion thought strangely and stood up, then opened the door, and the secretary outside handed over a strange badge with the words "Roki Lang Kaimi" written on it.

"Let him in."

The onion head said to the secretary, and after thinking about it, he turned around and said:

"Don't let too many people see it."

The secretary was stunned for a moment, but walked out quickly, and it wasn't long before a slime monster walked in, wearing a gray coat and a pair of sunglasses.

Although it has such a complete disguise, anyone with long eyes can see that this is a soft mud monster.

"Long time no see, Onion Head City Lord, ah no, it should be called Onion Head Referee now."

When Onion heard the ooze monster, he seemed to know himself, and he showed a puzzled look, after all, he had never seen the ooze monster in front of him.

But he waved the secretary out anyway, and then made a gesture to invite the ooze monster to sit down.

When he saw the ooze sitting down, Onion didn't take the lead to speak, he was waiting for the ooze to explain what he meant, and why was he holding a Roky Langkaimi badge?

"Onion Head City Lord." The ooze monster gave a meaningful smile:

"It's all a reincarnation, none of us can stay out of it, the final plan has already begun, we need your help, Onion City Lord."

"I'm sorry, I think you may have misunderstood me, I don't plan to participate in any conspiracy or plan, I'm in the service of the Merchant Alliance, not a conspirator."

Onion played with the badge in his hand and said to the ooze monster in front of him.

"Really? Then why did you let me in when you saw the badge of Rogi Lang Cami?"

The ooze monster took off his sunglasses and put them on the table, the liquid on his face smiling:

"As I thought, the onion-headed referee should also be concerned about the archdemon Roki Lang Chemie, and now, the resurrection plan should be started."

Onion Head showed an expression of disbelief, feeling the ooze monster in front of him:

"How could it be ......?"

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In the Dukedom of York, a group of strange human goblins with green symbols on their heads appeared, as well as elves.

They rampaged through the villages of the Duke of York, each with the confident smile of a victor on their faces, and the people from Victoria made the entire Duke of York tremble.

They would go into the homes of the villagers, rummage through the cabinets, but take nothing, and complain before leaving:

"Why don't you have any equipment? It's good to have a small medicine bottle. ”

Only the nice clothes and furniture of the nobles, as well as the weapons and equipment used for decoration, will be taken away by these players, and they will not even take a chicken in the village, when a villager wants to take out an old hen he raised and give it to a Victorian "officer", hoping to introduce him to join Victoria's army.

But the player didn't accept the old hen he sent, but quickly shook his hand and said:

"I don't dare to ask for the chicken god, when the time comes, the whole village will come to beat me."

By the way, the so-called Victorian officers, that is, the presidents of the unions, because when they enter and leave the village every day, they are followed by many players, that is, their union members, so in the eyes of the common people, they are like officers.

Because there is really nothing in the villagers' homes that will catch the player's eye, the result is that the players will not take a penny from the villagers.

This also makes Victoria's players much taller in the minds of the general public, and the official propaganda that they are bandits and bandits who have come to destroy their homes has also been self-defeating.

On the contrary, it was the rich aristocrats who were unlucky.

However, this situation lasted only a few days, as players soon discovered that wandering around the village and the Dukedom of York did not bring them any benefit.

Because there was no way to get back to Free City Victoria quickly, they didn't have a way to get their daily quests, and they didn't have a way to get any rewards and reputation rewards from the three hamsters.

What's more, the prestige of the most important crossroads at the moment still needs to be completed at the crossroads stronghold, if the Wanjia families are in the Duke of York, there is definitely no way to go to the crossroads stronghold to complete the task, and as a result, their reputation has fallen a lot behind other players for several days in a row, especially the players in the dungeons of the Eternal Kingdom, when most of the players start to exchange their first loot, the players in the Free City of Victoria can change their reputation, but the number of rewards is very rare, Even though they had stolen a lot of furniture, equipment, weapons, and so on from the Dukedom of York, they were nothing compared to the rewards Sherlock had offered.

In addition, the distance of the respawn point is very far away, and if they accidentally die while exploring freely, the equipment will be lost in the wild, and there will be no player partner who can help them pick it up, let alone redeem their equipment in the degree of freedom.

Moreover, the competition between players and players is also very fierce, especially the vendettas between guilds and wild fights are common. After a few days, more and more players chose to return to Free City Victoria and return to Crossroads to continue their work, after all, these places are a little more content.

But there are also many players who are keen to explore, and they find that the ground world map is much bigger than they thought, especially with so many nobles, and it seems to them that after the factions have left the Duke of York, the nobles of the entire kingdom are the targets of their contact.

Although the number of players who can get out alive is not very large, there are always a few lucky ones and people with good strength.

A few of them got in touch with the nobles outside, because the victory in the Duke of York made the Victorian Free City players more powerful, and the news quickly spread throughout the kingdom.

When a player takes the lead in getting in touch with the nobleman and agrees to bring his guild members to work for the noble, and only needs to get a certain amount of money and weapons and equipment rewards, more and more nobles begin to find ways to hire this group of magical mercenaries at a relatively low price.

One Baron was fortunate enough to hire a player in Victoria, and that Baron's domain was on the edge of the Dukedom of York.

At that time, the situation was still more critical, the baron was because of the inheritance of the territory, and his nephew, that is, the other earl next door was preparing for a battle, his nephew claimed his title, although the difference in strength was a little large, but he did not intend to give up, but happened to find the warriors of the Victorian Free City, and soon 100 warriors accepted his invitation, and on the day of the battle, 100 warriors with hundreds of Victorian Free City warriors participated in the battle.

Needless to say, the brave Victorian warriors had beaten the count's army to the ground, and when the Victorians appeared on the battlefield with a shout, the green symbol above their heads had already scared most of the enemy away.

In the battle with the Duke of York, I heard that they can cut off people's heads, can stuff people's eyes into their mouths while talking and laughing, and can cut their arms while playing chess for treatment, and even some people are at most almost like monsters, calling for wind and rain, wearing shabby clothes, and can release unimaginable magic, and even ugly guys, He was naked, holding a hammer, and his whole body was full of holy light......

Who is this? It's horrible.

More and more nobles have also set their sights on the side of the Free City of Victoria, a strange force that has just emerged, although it has declared hostility with the kingdom, and even their king, Potato II of the Kingdom of the Gods, has declared war on them to seize the Duke of York.

But there is still no big problem in secretly hiring these Victorians, and besides, it is also a question that has not yet been determined when the kingdom's army will set out to attack Vic Victoria, maybe they can be bought with money in the end?

In any case, the fame of the Free City of Victoria has been put on the beaten path.

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The blonde George rode his horse, wandering wearily through the woods, and he hadn't eaten anything hot for two days, and every day he ate insects or rabbits that he could only catch.

Even if he caught a rabbit, he didn't dare to live to roast it, he feared that the smoke of the flames would attract the people of Free City Victoria, and it was difficult to say whether he would be let go again.

The blonde George was beaten by those Victorians and had completely lost his temper, and he had been slowly grinded to death by them with this refueling tactic before, but he didn't expect that this time the counts who came to the rescue were grinded to death by this tactic again, and just like the situation he encountered, when the battle was in the final stage, those counts' troops planned to escape, but the Victorian army was already all around, and they didn't know when they had surrounded them, and even all the escape paths were blocked.

What a defeat to remember.

The blonde George fled on his own horse, not even paying attention to his lord, the Duke of York, whose pride and confidence had been completely shattered by the Victorians, and the once formidable knight was now like an attack on the outside.

Looking around to make sure there were no Victorians with blond hair nearby, George finally breathed a sigh of relief, he tied his horse to a tree trunk, dismounted, found one, and sat down.

He picked a stick of grass on the side and put it in his mouth, chewed it carefully, there was nothing to eat now, of course he was not eating grass, but this chewing sensation made his stomach feel full.

This is the knowledge that his teacher once taught him, and George, the blonde who had always been free of food and clothing, did not expect to be able to use such knowledge one day.

His eyes were rolling around, and he was about to see if there was any other prey that could fill his stomach, when he heard some movement in the woods in front of him.

He hurriedly stood up, one hand on the hilt of his sword, and watched warily at the branch in front of him.

He originally thought it was some kind of small animal or something, but if you look at the movement, the other party's size seems to be quite large, is it a tiger?

But there shouldn't be any tigers around here.

Could it be a Victorian?

He wasn't sure, and he didn't know if he should hurry now, but there weren't a lot of people listening to the voice, but two people at most, and as the voice got closer, he was sure that there was only one person coming, and that he should be on horseback.

The blonde George was heartbroken, and he decided to kill the person who was chasing him, otherwise his whereabouts might be exposed to Victoria's people if he followed him all the time.

The blonde George stood behind the trunk of the tree with the hilt of his sword, waiting for the man who was chasing him, he had conceived in his mind countless ways to kill the chasing man in an instant, and he was absolutely confident in the duel.

But the plan never changed, and as the man rode through the bushes, the blonde George swung his sword at the man's upper body, and according to his calculations, he could avoid the horse at an angle that would cut the tip of the sword through the man's neck.

Of course, this is just the plan.

The horse rode past the trunk of the tree where the blonde George was, and the Kin George's weapon did swing towards the knight on the horse, but the knight was extremely fast, quickly dodged the blonde George's attack, and rolled off the horse.

The fallen knight quickly drew his weapon and slashed at the blonde George, who almost instinctively raised his arm and blocked the man's attack with his sword.

Just as he was about to attack again, he was suddenly stunned, and the person in front of him was actually none other than the defeated Earl of Siu Mai.

"It's you?!"

The two lost souls looked at each other and said in surprise.

In the woods, the Earl's horse was tied to the side of the blonde George's horse, and sat down with the blonde George beside the trunk, grabbed a handful of grass, stuffed it in his mouth and chewed it.

The two men were quick to tell of their own escapes, how, in the midst of the scuffle, they rode through the Victorian resistance and into the forest to escape their pursuit.

"Where are you going?"

The blonde George asked, looking at the dejected Earl of Siu Mai.

"I don't know, anyway, escape from the Duke of York's territory first, and then think of some other way."

The Earl of Siu Mai lowered his head and replied honestly.

"I'm afraid it's a bit difficult, I originally wanted to escape from the territory first, but the outside of the territory is full of notices offering us bounties, those guards who were originally loyal to the kingdom are now loyal to the new Duke of York, and Queen Victoria, if they see us, they will definitely catch us or even kill us."

Blonde George continued:

"I just just got out of town."

"Do you have any good plans?"

Count Siu Mai asked with concern.

After all, the blonde George is a knight who grew up on Duke of York's Ridge and has been active in the Duke of York's territory all year round.

He must know more about the situation of the territory than the Earl of Siu Mai, many blonde George nodded, and then pointed in a direction:

"We go there, in the direction of the Victorian Free City, but also in the direction where there are the least number of Victorians along the way, and we break out from there!"