Amber City, Garrison.

A heavily armored warrior hurried into the room and said to the two people who were arguing inside, "Oh no. ”

"Sir Callas!"

"More than a dozen people disappeared in a row last night, and it looks like those degenerates did it!"

The argument in the room came to an abrupt end.

Sir Callas, a man in his forties with a thick beard who had fought in the war in the north, raised his head and said angrily, "What? ”

"Someone is missing again?"

"You bunch of shit! It's been five days, and we haven't been able to find the nest of the rats! ”

"What is the council paying you for?"

Opposite him was a knight with a solemn face, and when he heard these words, he immediately stopped him and said in a deep voice: "Now is not the time to talk about this! ”

"The Council of Nobles must delegate authority!"

"Now that the severity of this matter has gone beyond the scope of the world, it must be handed over to the church in the city to deal with!"

"I'll contact the Just Hand right now and have them send the Paladins to conduct a large-scale investigation."

Is it really going to be a Paladin?

There was a hint of struggle and hesitation on Ser Callas's face, the paladins were dead brains who couldn't tolerate sand in their eyes, and once they were dispatched, it would mean that there would be a large-scale 'detection of evil' event. Few of the nobles in Amber City are clean, many gray areas are controlled by nobles, and once the Holy Warriors go out on a large scale, it means that Amber City will be purged!

It's not just these wicked depravities that will be brought out.

The gray interests held by many of the great nobles in the city will also be purged by the holy warriors.

At that time, the strength of the nobility will be greatly reduced, and the influence of the church on the city will be greatly increased, and in many cases, unless there is no way, the nobles are trying their best to suppress the influence of the church. Pan-faith and fanatic are two extreme concepts, and if the paladins are released, the gray area of Amber City will be swept away, and he will offend many members of the nobility.

Smuggling, **, slaves, black market!

Behind the gangsters who hold these gray interests, which one is not supported by a nobleman.

"No way!"

Sir Callas gritted his teeth and retorted, "The Ninth Corps has been retracted. ”

"We still have a lot of strength."

"Now I'm going to go to His Excellency the City Lord, and then fight for the highest right to search, and I will definitely find those hateful rats today!"

Search power at the highest level.

It means that they can also go in and search the nobles' homes, and after not getting a clue for so long, he already wonders if any nobleman has fallen into the dark realm.

"That's good."

The solemn-faced Templar nodded, and said in a deep voice, "You go and apply now." ”

"If you can't get it before dark."

"Then I will unite with the churches in the city to deal with it myself, so many people have disappeared in a row, I suspect that they are preparing some evil sacrifice ritual!"

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Outside Amber City.

Three hours had passed since Sauron left, and the caravan had really said it would go, without a moment's delay on the way.

He rode his traveling horse to the back of the caravan, and Vivien sat in front of him, the little girl barely weighed, and the traveling horse carried the weight of the two of them more easily. Originally outside was a large area of cultivated farmland, and Amber City was surrounded by dozens of villages and towns, from which all the supplies needed in the city were transported. Donkey carts, ox carts, and bucket wheels (bucket carts) can often be seen on the roads, and small farmers and traders bring the goods they need tomorrow to the city in advance.

However, as the distance from Amber City became farther and farther away, the amount of farmland began to thin out, and large areas of wild forests began to come into view.

Occasionally, there are sparsely populated small villages.

The farther away from the city, the more danger there becomes, and these small villages are all on their own militia guards, and very few Amber City guards come to clean up the nearby monsters.

Unless they take the initiative to ask for help, or their own lords!

When I first left Amber City, the road was more than ten meters wide, but now the road has shrunk to five or six meters.

The road surface has also become potholed, because it has rained some time ago, and the road looks very muddy, and sometimes it is necessary to push it through when the big car passes through the guò.

The caravan escort is already fully operational.

Some of the guards scattered around on horseback, some began to check the road ahead, and some began to scout the surrounding environment.

Thirty kilometers after leaving Amber City, you can be considered to have entered the range of wild creatures!

Sauron was quiet all the way.

Vivien was also very obedient today, she didn't make any noise on the road, she just looked around curiously with big eyes, and if she didn't understand anything, she would ask Sauron.

The caravan didn't pay much attention to the follower, and the merchants were busy with their own business.

The mysterious caravan owner didn't show up, and it was her three stewards who were in charge of handling the matter, and it was a large caravan.

There were more than 30 guards alone.

If you add the men, servants, and slaves accompanying the caravan, it is enough to have hundreds of people.

This is a relatively common lineup in the Northlands, where ordinary merchants attached to the caravan master need to organize their own carriages, men, and goods, and then seek the protection of the caravan master during the journey, and after completing a journey, a third of their profits are given to the caravan master!

- Descendant of the mysterious Northland witches!

There was a sound of horses' hooves.

The leader of the caravan escort rode to Sauron's side, and his vision had deteriorated considerably, with dense weeds and woods affecting their vision, and there was barely much human being around.

"Wanderer?"

The captain of the guard looked at Sauron and said in a deep voice, "There are some situations ahead. ”

"Come with me and have a look."

Vivien nervously reached out and grabbed Sauron's sleeve, but he patted the little girl's shoulder soothingly, and then said, "I want to take care of my sister." ”

"Look."

"She was too young to ride a horse on her own."

As soon as Sauron's words were finished, a curtain suddenly lifted from the carriage in the center of the caravan, and then a veiled Miaoman woman poked her head out, she glanced at Vivien not far away, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and said gently: "This little girl can come to me." ”

"The inside of the carriage was comfortable and safe."

Sauron hesitated for a moment, then glanced down at Vivien.

The little girl tilted her little head and thought for a moment, then nodded, "Yes." I like that big sister. ”

"She's not a bad person."

Vivien's perception is as high as 18 points, which means that her instincts are good.

Sauron thought for a moment, nodded slightly, and said, "That's good." ”

"You go and stay in the carriage first, and I'll go with them to the front and have a look."

Straggler.

This is the official name for thieves, they are the golden fingers of the profession, and they are involved in almost most fields.

In the wilderness, the Wanderer's detection ability is second only to the Ranger's 'Survival in the Wild' talent!

The two of them quickly galloped towards the place where the problem had occurred in front of them.

The caravan's advance also slowed down a bit, and only after the guards were sure that it was safe in front of them did they speed up the degree of pass.

"Boss!"

"You're finally here."

Sauron turned a mountain path, and the woods in front of him became more and more lush, and not far away were the escorts of three caravans, all of them old and stable melee professionals.

One of the guards, who had obvious Northland characteristics, crouched down, pointed to the footprints on the ground, and said to the two of them, "Look! ”

"These are goblin footprints."

"Judging by the number of them, there are dozens of them, and there may be natural warlocks in them!"

"You can't kill these annoying things."

"Solved this year."

"They'll have a big litter next year!"

Goblins have a short growth cycle and are tenacious in surviving, even if they eat grass roots.

They are like weeds in the wild, one batch is cleaned up and another batch pops up.

"Goblins, indeed."

Sauron glanced at the footprints left near the road, some of which had been washed away by the rain, but the approximate number could be calculated.

But.

This goblin would not dare to fight the idea of a caravan.

According to Sauron's knowledge of the goblins, these timid creatures must be five or ten times more numerous than the enemy before they dare to attack them.

Any five-person adventure party can handle them.

As if seeing the confusion on Sauron's face, another caravan guard pushed aside the grass next to him and said in a deep voice, "The key is not this. ”

"Look here."

It was a distinctly different place, the earth was so fresh that it seemed to have been turned over, and it was about five feet wide.

There were blood stains within five meters of the vicinity, which could still be seen even though it had been washed away by the rain.

"Apparently these goblins have encountered something."

The leader of the caravan guard grabbed a handful of dirt and put it on the tip of his nose to smell it, and said in a deep voice: "This thing is not small, and it is very dangerous!" ”

"There's no way a goblin can hurt it!"

Sauron's expression became solemn as he pushed the others away and walked over, pulling out his scimitar and stirring it in the soft dirt, frowning, "Digging worms?!" ”

"If that's it, it's going to be a problem."

"They're gregarious!"

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