Chapter 16: The Red-Haired Griff

Susal is worthy of being called the Pearl of Longhu, and the area of the city-state alone is comparable to the sum of more than a dozen Jiaoxi Cities. The streets www.biquge.info are also wider and cleaner, with guards shuttling through almost every avenue, and occasionally even knights wearing cloaks emblazoned with purple dragon motifs.

As a former member of the Knights of the Purple Dragon, Kylot was well aware of the responsibilities of these young men and the power of their hands.

"What are you worried about?" A beautiful woman dressed in fine clothes walked onto the balcony and stood side by side with Kellot, her golden hair like another sun under the clouds.

"I just received a letter, and soon, Horn Creek City will welcome a group of guests from the White Bone Cemetery." Kylot's familiarity with the woman made him discern it by the sound alone, and he didn't look back, his eyes still on the beautiful street in front of him.

"Those necromancers? Need my brother help? ”

"No, I'll report this to the king personally, and Philip has already gone to Shining Star Castle to find help."

"So what is there to worry about?" Benise grabbed the crook of Kellot's arm and looked at his deeply furrowed brow, her face full of distress.

"The lizardmen of Hiroze went south, not only ransacking the mines of Chestero, but also razing the harbor of Walm to the ground."

"When?" The expression on Benise's face instantly froze, and she looked very surprised.

"The day before yesterday, it was the old man Chestero who said it himself."

"But Walm is not far east of Horncreek, so why does he know better than we do?"

"That mine is the largest of his near our territory, and I'm afraid Byron is mad."

"What a goddamn monster!" Even with a frown, the lady's delicate face still has a charm that drives men crazy.

"I'm most concerned about our children right now, and Azales is not far from the point of the incident, and if he rashly fights those lizardmen, I'm afraid it will be more than lucky."

"There is no doubt about Azales' strength, he will definitely be able to save the day."

"I hope so."

Looking at the resentment on Benice's face, Kylot smiled slightly, held the woman's slender palm tightly, and walked slowly towards the back room.

In fact, there is another point that Kailot did not tell his lover, after all, Lukka is her most beloved child, if she knows that Ryan has severely damaged him physically and mentally yesterday, I am afraid that she will be impatient to fly back to Horncreek City.

I can only hope that this incident will teach Lukka a lesson, after all, Barnard needs a ruler who deserves the name, not a slightly immature conspirator.

As for Ryan being brought to O'Dulin, maybe it's a good thing for everyone, at least he doesn't have to worry about this kid being killed someday. Silently glancing at Bernice's beautiful side face, Kylot's eyes were full of helplessness. What woman would want her man to care about his illegitimate child? Not to mention that his lover is still a member of the royal family. The palms and backs of the hands are all meat, but the backs of the hands are always colder than the palms.

Shortly after Midsummer, Ariel's sunny days seemed to be gone, and after a series of oppressive clouds from the previous few days, the rain was pouring from morning to early afternoon. The road was muddy, and in order to avoid damage to the carriage and illness of the horses, Ryan and his party found a nearby field tavern to rest.

Unlike the Giant's Tavern in Horncreek City, this inn called Wild Rose is not as large as the former, but it is not as lively as the former.

Most of the people who come and go on the Moonsea Avenue are human merchants, but the guards they employ are uneven, from halfling wanderers, dwarven warriors, and even elven rangers to all common races seem to be found in the inn.

This was the most surprising thing for Ryan, who had once faced a group of NPCs, but now was flesh and blood standing in front of him, which made him unable to contain the excitement in his heart.

"This must be the first time you've seen so many people of other races, right?" Philip would obviously be mistaken, but it doesn't make a difference if you really want to go into detail.

"yes, it doesn't feel like the guards say they are."

"Oh? What did the guards say? Philip took a sip of ale and asked Ryan curiously.

"They say male elves are thieves who rob their wives."

"Well, people rely on their faces to seduce, if stealing is also stealing, that's right."

"Dwarves are brainless drunkards."

"Huh? There are a lot of dwarves in Horn Creek City, and they are really bold. ”

"They also say halflings...

"It's okay, let's talk about it." The smile on his face remained the same, but the attentive Ryan noticed that Philip's fingers holding the wooden wine glass were gradually whitening.

"Well, halflings are a bunch of kids who don't grow up."

"Isn't it a childish upskirt voyeur?"

"Huh? Is it? I've never heard of it. With a look of surprise on his face, Ryan shook his head.

"Huh." Silently glancing at the accompanying guards who were drinking not far away, Philip was not as angry as Ryan imagined, racial discrimination exists everywhere in this world, if you really want to care about these, I am afraid that you will be angry to death, as an optimist halfling, this kind of death will be laughed at by the same clan for 10,000 years.

Creak! The heavy wooden door was slowly pushed open, and the sound was a little muffled, perhaps due to the dampness.

As a group of soaking wet guards walked in, the noise in the hall gradually faded, and the rain on the equipment quickly fell, and it was far less sophisticated than Ryan's entourage.

A man completely encased in a wide cloak walked in, presumably a woman from the crimson hair exposed.

Seeing the woman sitting quietly in the corner, and the guards showed no signs of making a fuss, everyone began to talk in whispers.

"Cormier is the only one who has hair of this color only the Griff family, I heard that they only have two daughters, it seems that Clemmont has recently married her eldest daughter and Boudia, she doesn't have much chance to go out, this should be the little one, Sophia."

Hearing Philip say this, Ryan remembered this less remarkable family. Clemmont Griff, a long-established supporter of the royal party, not only held the post of prime minister in Susar, but was also a marquis, a close friend of the current king of Cormyer, Reynold Obska.

Griff had been married to Oberska for many years, but Cremont had always held a grudge against Reynold's sister Bernice Oberska after she had a lifelong contract with Kellot.

Recently, there was news of a marriage with Barnard's number one enemy, Budia, which dealt a big blow to Barnard's prestige in Cormier. You know, Azales is young and promising, almost an aristocratic model for Cormier's younger generation, and more importantly, this handsome guy is still single, and many people think that Griff will eventually join forces with Barnard, a fast-rising warrior family, and almost no one is optimistic about Boudia's ailing only child.

However, the reality is always full of surprises, and in the end, the old king party chose a business predator that even Reynolds had a headache for. I'm afraid no one wants to delve into the obscurity.

And Griff's bloodline has a very magical characteristic, its blood descendants are usually red-haired, and there were even rumors that Griff's family founder was a red dragon dragon vein warlock, but due to the holy war, the caster has been severely excluded, and such rumors have gradually been deliberately suppressed by those who have a heart.

"In other words, there are purple dragon knights among these guards?" Ryan didn't dwell on Griff's ties to his family, but became curious about the guards around the woman. He had encountered quite a few Purple Dragon Knights in the past, but due to the need to maintain allegiance to Cormier, few players took up positions. However, their strength is indeed strong, and if they have a strong mount, a small team of purple dragon knights can even overturn a city-state!

However, raising war horses has already made the Chancellor of the Exchequer complain, let alone raising griffins or bipedal wyverns in large quantities that eat more than four times as much as war horses, it is better to send a knife to his neck.

"Not necessarily, without a war horse, the Purple Dragon Knight may not be able to beat the soldiers of the same level, looking at their obvious appearance, the Purple Dragon Knight is completely a burden."

"Far away? Where do you see it? ”

"Why are you so stupid? Not to mention that there has obviously been heavy rain in the past few days, if you are not in a hurry, how many aristocratic girls are willing to get wet? What's more, with so many guards, do you really think that they don't need to pay extra money? ”

"Well, that's true." Although it felt like what Philip said was reasonable, Ryan always had some weird feelings that couldn't be explained.

"Besides, I've just looked at their convoys, and except for the little girl's carriage, the others are filled with a change of clothes and dry rations. Seriously, I told you a long time ago, why didn't you even bring a change of clothes? ”

Seeing Philip suddenly change the topic, Ryan's face was instantly embarrassed, and he quickly explained: "Who said I didn't bring it?" ”

"Just a few underwear? Please, can't you buy another set of leather armor? Think you're going to wear this thing for half a month... Tsk, Ryan, you'd better stay away from me. Covering his nose, the halfling seemed to smell a strong smell of sweat coming from Ryan's body right now.

Damn, there's no such thing in the game! Although he knew that Philip's dislike was a joke, Ryan was also a little helpless in his heart. Empiricism kills people.,It seems that I still have to look at Ryan's own memories more.,Otherwise, this day is really unbearable.。。。