Chapter 66: Refuge
The gates of Haoyue City were wide open, and corpses were piled up all over the ground under the city walls.
The city was filled with the smell of blood.
After more than half an hour of fighting, the army led by Xiyan entered Haoyue City, and then marched along King's Road from the city gate.
Their goal was clear, to the King's Castle.
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At this time, the residents of Haoyue City were taking emergency evacuation according to Prime Minister Dilan's instructions.
Crowds of people rushed to the underground shelters that had been prepared in advance for such an emergency.
At the same time, the Magical Society's teleportation hall is open to the inhabitants of the city, teleporting them to emergency shelters outside the city.
Those who failed to take refuge in time hid in their homes, closed their doors and windows, and did not come out.
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! β
"Get out of the way, the enemy is coming, I don't want to die here yet."
In the teleportation hall of the Magic Society, a bloated fat man shouted.
She pulled the others away from the back of the crowd and squeezed her body forward.
This behavior has aroused the disgust of many people.
However, when they saw her wearing very gorgeous clothes, the ordinary residents around them felt the difference, whether it was out of inferiority or inexplicable fear of the upper class, and although they were pushed away by her, they did not say anything.
The fat man pushed the others away with his arm and walked to the entrance to the front of the teleportway.
The teleporter stood at the entrance, looking up at her with a blank expression.
The fat man in front of him had a thick double chin and was wearing gold jewelry on his neck and hands.
The whole person revealed a vulgar burst of businessman's atmosphere.
According to the edict of the Kingdom of Itnair, the portal in the city requires a two-way key if it needs to be teleported.
This key is applied for by the teleporter after checking the personnel who need to accompany him, and is used to avoid the random entry and exit of some illegal personnel.
But in an emergency, such as this time today, because of the invasion of the enemy, the secret key was temporarily canceled and teleported at a fixed location instead, as long as you walk into the teleportation array, you can reach the emergency shelter outside Haoyue City, where you will be greeted by a special person.
In this way, the entire process can be streamlined and residents will be able to pass more efficiently.
It's just that when Prime Minister Dylan gave this order, he didn't specifically order [priority].
In other words, here, in front of this teleportation entrance, there is only one and only one rule -
Line up.
The fat man didn't care about the eyes of others, and stood at the teleportation portal and waved his hand.
A group of servants came from outside, dragging heavy carts loaded with large and small boxes, squeezing through the crowd and entering.
Just as the fat man was about to step into the teleportation tunnel, the teleporter reached out and stopped in front of her.
The fat man was stunned for a moment, stared at the teleporter for a moment, and then smiled on his face.
"Don't you just want money, I'll give it to you!"
The merchant took three silver coins out of his purse, and when he was about to pull them out, he put one back with his thumb.
She spread the two coins on her right hand, then tugged at them with her left index finger to spread them out completely.
"I know you don't make much money in a month, two silver coins are enough for you ......"
"No, I think you're mistaken." The teleporter interrupted her.
The merchant's smile froze on his face as he looked at her in bewilderment.
"Please move these things out of the way, you're blocking the people behind." The herald pursed his lips and his eyes fell on the pile of goods she had brought.
"This ...... How can this work......"
The merchant looked at her with a sigh of relief, and although he cursed in his heart for the harassment of the teleporter I don't know how many times, he still continued to have a flattering smile on his face.
She has been in business for many years and deeply understands a truth -
All the entrances or levels are used to stop the poor who don't have money.
There is no place in the world where money cannot pass, and if there is, it only means that the money is not enough.
"Don't you think it's enough, I," she said, looking down and gritting her teeth with determination, "I'll give you ten silver coins to let me go first." My life is not comparable to this garbage, you know......"
"Roar, I see." The teleporter glanced at her sarcastically, "So my colleagues who died at the city gates, they just went to die for some garbage?" β
"Ah, no, no, that's not what I meant......" The merchant was visibly flustered, his face dripping with cold sweat, and he regretted that he had angered the teleporter by saying nothing.
"Hurry up, I don't have the patience to wait for you to talk nonsense here." The teleporter raised his chin and looked serious, "The only order I received was to evacuate the inhabitants of the city. β
"It doesn't matter what your identity is, whether you cut the queue just now or not, but these things you brought are obviously not so easy to pass through here."
The teleporter glanced back at the teleportation tunnel behind him.
The passage was not very wide, and if the merchant's cart had entered, it would have taken up almost half of the passage, and the weight of the goods on it would have slowed down the whole crowd.
Even if the conveyor route is actually less than 500 meters, this process is very likely to cause the residents to not be evacuated in time.
"Throw these useless things away, and hurry up and let me in!"
The teleporter snapped.
"This ...... This is not good, these are my treasures, and if I lose them, my life will be over! The merchant clasped his hands to his chest, still not intending to give up.
"Then you're going to die with your pile of riches."
Airplanes......
It was at this moment that the teleporter drew his sword.
"If you ignore the law again, I'll cut off your head now!"
The merchant instinctively took a step back, his face pale with fright.
"Ten seconds for you, 10!"
"Don't ......," the merchant shook his hands to his chest in a panic.
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"Okay, okay, I got it!"
She put her hands on her chest and looked back at her servant and the contents of the cart, and her heart ached to death.
"Let's put it here first, my life is still more important."
After she finished speaking, she didn't care about the people behind her, and ran into the teleportation channel inside.
Listening to the sound of her heavy, fading footsteps, a smile appeared on the teleporter's face.
"Next!"
She looked up at the residents behind her.
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Dilan, the current prime minister of the Kingdom of Itnell, stood on top of the city's clock tower, his eyes calmly looking at the firelight in the distance and the people who were being evacuated below.
Under the light, Dilan's face was covered with wrinkles, and his white hair was shiny.
In her right hand she held a silver-chained pocket watch.
The hands on the dial are 9.12 minutes.
The night is dark, and the situation is now taking a turn for the worse.
She took a deep breath and turned her gaze to the rear.
I don't know when, a dark shadow stood behind her.
An existence that is easily overlooked, it seems to blend in perfectly with the night.
But Dylan knew that even in a well-lit day, you wouldn't be able to see the person if she wanted to hide.
That's a special ability to erase the sense of existence.
"Lord Dilan." The other party opened his mouth and said.
The ethereal sound seemed to come from the horizon.
Even now that she was so close, Dylan found that she still couldn't see the other person's face clearly.
However, she had long since given up on this idea, knowing that it was in vain.
For the kingdom, this man and the organization she leads are the true eyes of the kingdomβ
Known as the spy agency of the moon pupil, eyeliner is everywhere.
"Do you need to use the power of the moon pupil now?" The other party continued to ask.
"It's not that time yet."
Prime Minister Dylan closed the pocket watch in his hand and closed his eyes.
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