Chapter 13: The Returnees of Graveyard III.

The lich gentleman who had been kind enough to save them from prison, please forgive Angela for not knowing his name until now, and the words he said to her at the moment of parting - although the content may sound vague, it must have had his purpose. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

A set of numbers, to report to the Church of the Holy Radiance?

Angela thought about it, this matter didn't seem to have any risk to the five mercenaries, she glanced at her companions, and with expectant glances on their emaciated and pale faces, she nodded.

They then stood up, and once again Mitch came forward, and learned the information they needed from the seemingly cold-hearted waitress - this was the junction of the Norgo Territory and the Aflong region, the town of Creek, and then continued a hundred kilometers along the northeast traffic artery to reach the port city of Afron. There, there is a church of the Church of the Holy Radiance.

"Damn, more than a hundred kilometers! But we don't have horses now, and we don't have Rael. ”

Walking out of the tavern, Mickey lamented. Such a distance would be a very hard task to think about if you relied solely on walking. As mercenaries, it is not uncommon for them to travel long distances, but at the moment they only have some soup and water in their bellies...... Well, boiled radishes really don't count as dry goods.

The lone Thor was still clutched in Mickey's hands, his head swaying from side to side, and in this town near Afron, the streets were far less crowded than the rest of the Northlands, and from time to time merchants in sheepskin hats, men in short linen robes, and some comrades with swords and swords jumped from the horse-drawn carriages parked by the streets—Mickey's gaze only paused slightly on them, and quickly moved away.

He's looking for a target, and if he can get on the line, maybe the current situation will be turned around, and maybe he will get a good reward - in his wandering sight, the merchants also noticed the five ragged guys, and they couldn't help but clutch their pockets, and those colleagues who didn't know the five mercenaries drew their swords in a warning gesture.

Treated like a thief!

Norman discovered this sad reality. This famous "tiger" of the Boomer Mercenary Guild couldn't help but feel a little sour on the tip of his nose...... He leaned against the wall of the building beside the street, the sun casting a shadow in front of him, and he saw a group of knights running towards them on horseback.

"Hey! Feed! Did you see that? ”

The knights were getting closer, and Mickey shouted. His eyes were fixed on one of the ladies in the white peaked priest's hat, who was riding on a horse with a serious expression - the priest Winnie was not a smiling girl, and she was already exhausted after this adventure, and she was only trying to ride with all her strength.

Mickey jumped into the middle of the street with a whoosh, and he raised his hands to stop the knight in front of him, a handsome but cold young lady with long blond hair. The young lady grabbed the reins, her expression seemed to be slightly angry, and she stared at the black figure in front of the horse's hooves, and a layer of frost suddenly hung on her face.

Does he know that it is dangerous to stop a galloping horse like this?

Miss Alyssa was about to reprimand the reckless fellow, but found that the figure was gone again in an instant—Mickey went around behind her, and in the presence of the priest Winnie, he made a non-standard church salute with his right fist on his chest, and cried out loudly:

"Wait, Lord Priest! I have a very important debriefing about the evil spirits of the underground. ”

His voice was so loud that almost half the street could hear it. The merchants, the men, and the mercenaries stopped and discussed:

"Are the undead reappearing?"

"How is that possible? Maybe it's just that this down-and-out man is trying to cheat him out of a little reward. ”

"The priest, a very young girl, I hope she will not be gullible. The kid looks like a liar, yes, like those pesky outcasts. ”

……

These untruthful onlookers gossip, judging people by their appearance is their consistent principle - the mercenary Mickey's appearance is not very good, especially after more than half a year in prison, his image is a little more decadent, and his dark round face, the beard on the lips is more lush than someone in the knights' ranks.

Glo stopped the horses beneath him, and Lady's small hands wrapped around his waist, and she pressed her head against the back of the bandit leader, the bumps in the road made her a little confused. By inertia, her flat chest pressed against it—through the layers of clothing, Glo faintly felt two "peanuts" hurt his back. He quickly knew what it was, and with a cough, Miss Mage straightened up.

"What's going on?"

Radia looked at the street and turned her head to Glo again.

"Someone blocked our way. You see, he seems to be talking to Winnie about something. ”

The distance between the riders was not too close, but it wasn't that far. Radia craned her neck to look over Glo's shoulder, and she saw the short, dark-skinned man gesticulating for a moment, and then the priest Winnie suddenly jumped out of the saddle.

"This is a true story, Priest."

Mitch emphasized, and he led the goddess to the side of the street, where Angela and the other three mercenaries were approaching the two-

"I'm sorry to disturb you, Priest."

Angela said that instead of telling the story of their adventures like Mickey, Angela said the numbers straightforwardly, as the Lich Mr. had instructed.

"One coordinate."

Priest Winnie nodded in confirmation, she thought about it again, and said, "It should be in the territory of Nogo." The word "undead" was not mentioned in her words, but she quickly extended an invitation:

"Can you come back to church with me? We need to understand these situations in detail. ”

Priest Winnie was clearly very interested in the story that Mickey had just told - as a member of the Church of the Holy Radiance, she had a natural aversion and a sense of the land for the dead, and any information about those evil creatures must be taken seriously. She didn't think about the fact that a few people in front of her deceived her, and under the investigation of lie detectors in the church, the fake words could not stand up at all.

"It's an honor, Priest."

Seeing the opportunity coming, Mickey immediately made a statement.