The banquet in the manor lasted until late at night—

Most of the members of the mercenary group were finally fortunate enough to see the wonderful life of the nobles, but this was not the most important thing, "Redbeard" Red, Scott, Oliver, Levine and Paine, all of these single dogs, all started a beautiful relationship with one or more young girls at the banquet, even the seven-year-old little Nuno, taking advantage of the other people's inattention, secretly kissed a six-year-old girl on the pink face, even provoked the little girl to raise her little fist and give the little guy a few blows.

"Ahh

At night, the lights are lit up, a bright moon hangs high, and a cool evening breeze blows in the forest near the town. On the short journey back from Baron Cardinal's estate to the tavern "Foxes and Berries", Oliver on horseback could not help sneezing, rubbing his nose and saying:

"I seem to be a little allergic to fat powder."

"Hey, Oliver, how many girls did you kiss today?" Levine laughed.

"One. Her name is Tricy, Tricy Cardino. She is a lovely young lady and to be honest, I am looking forward to her future if possible......"

"So, what about the merchant lady we met in Kartha?" Levin said again.

"As I remember, the merchant's name was Vera. Oliver, you liked her so much. ”

Scott casually mended.

"Oliver, it's a shameful thing to see something different!"

This is Gross on horseback and turning his head - Miss Mage Lady's Lady, Lady, Radia is by his side, and as for the truth of these words, it is up to everyone.

"My experience has taught me that you should never step on two boats, otherwise it is easy to capsize ......"

Red, "Redbeard," touched the beard on his chin and joined the impromptu discussion.

But the nature of the discussion seems to have turned into a rotational critique of Oliver.

"Hey, you guys, don't ignore a man's sincere and passionate feelings, I promise, for Vera, for Miss Tricy, I'm absolutely sincere—"

The journey back to the tavern was not long, and when Oliver protested loudly, the group was already on the verge of reaching the "Fox and Berry" tavern, and some passers-by nearby saw Oliver's behavior and immediately cast their eyes-

At this moment, Oliver stopped talking, and with a calm face, he was the first to jump off the horse.

Then the crowd burst into laughter.

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Early in the morning of February 28.

The sound of horses' hooves came from far and near.

On the road from the town of Faun to the town of Talen, a tall and divine horse galloped all the way, it passed one pedestrian after another carrying packages along the way, crossed one carriage after another full of goods, the horse's hooves raised billowing smoke and dust like a winding earthy yellow dragon, when people looked up to see the knight on horseback, but only saw a back in a gray cloak in the distance—

It's the end of February.

The farmer appeared scattered in the fields along the way, this time was supposed to be the time for the crop seeds to take root and sprout, but because of the invasion of the undead, because of the damned war, the farmers had to flee to other places, and a large number of acres were deserted, so that now, except for a few fields that had begun to sow seeds, most of them were already overgrown with clumps of weeds—

There is no one to take care of it.

Or rather, there are not enough people to take care of it.

Even the aristocracy, who owned large tracts of land, was troubled by the number of farmers.

Gross's body undulated with the gallop of the horses, and he observed the scenery along the way—the soil of Nogo was not barren among the three collars of the Northland, but all this was already quietly telling him a heavy reality, perhaps by this autumn, the local food output of Nogo would be greatly reduced.

The little vitality that has been finally recovered since the "Fog Pine War" seems to have been lost after this undead invasion.

Everything seems to be overlapping with the image in my memory.

But Gross can be sure that one thing has already changed—the undead have been completely lost in the ruined and desolate land before him.

But the situation is not cause for optimism.

Because, he knows very well that the "rebellion of ambition" that broke out in the Ensada region and gradually spread to the whole of Nogo, and even the "rebellion of ambition" led by Lazis is just a foreplay of the "Seven Years' War" between Elantra and the undead-

Defeating Sask and Notson would have given the land a brief respite, but he could only feel deeply uneasy about the future facing the long-planned land of the dead.

Will everything ever happen the way it did in history?

He had no way of knowing.

The sun shone on the mountain, and as we approached the Tarun fortress little by little, the scene in the distance was a rolling mountain range, tall and straight pine, oak, birch and spruce, and all kinds of unknown shrubs all over the mountains formed a cluster of different shades of color, layered on top of each other in this endless mountain range, the sun filled the mountain forest, and the golden light made the smooth leaves refract a series of shining and dazzling spots-

The horse's hooves still echoed through the road, and as the golden mountains became more dazzling, Gross could see the vague and unclear outline of the Tarun fortress on horseback—

Just like remembering.

Near the fortress are the mountains of Nogo, and among them are forests that are darkening under the setting sun, and wild beasts are everywhere, and if you listen closely, you can even faintly hear the howls of wolves.

The wolves of Talen, the wolves of Nogo, and the "Count of Wolves" in the fortress, Savalen Wolfe. Perhaps, now another wolf has arrived.

The road soon widened.

Gross, however, was moving much slower than before.

He had come to the town outside the fortress.

Streets of varying widths divide large swaths of buildings, and when dusk comes, many houses are already lit up, and everything in view looks very much like the stars that are gradually appearing in the night.

However, when he looked up, he saw the towering walls in the distance, connected to each other, and the towering watchtowers were lined up like spears, and the entire fortress of Tarun was integrated with the lush and gloomy mountains, looking like a giant beast dormant.

Fortress of Tarun.

He remembered the deeds of "Bald Brother" Fred, who players had analyzed on the game forum that the reason why "Bald Brother" Fred achieved a career was because of his great innate advantages. The so-called "time, place and people", aside from the "time" and "people", this strong fortress built hundreds of years alone is enough to make the Wolf family invincible-

Even if other forces tried to force their attacks, the price they would have to pay would be unbearable.

As the little black horse walked slowly along the bustling streets, Gross jumped off the horse, holding the reins and navigating the liveliest and busiest neighborhoods of the Tallon region.

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