The royal capital of Lorain, the city of Netheranrui. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The road at the main gate of the royal capital is a large road that runs through the royal capital in a north-south direction.

The paved road was paved with stones, and the road was wide enough for three or four caravans to cross side by side.

The royal capital, which has a well-developed drainage system, has also dug sewers underground, which can ensure that the original appearance of the royal capital can be maintained even in heavy rain.

Huge trees are also neatly planted on both sides of the road, with the presence of wood-based mages, and when necessary, these rows of huge trees can go through the spell of "activating life" to become the fighting power of the royal capital, guarding the safety of the royal capital.

Such a highly prosperous Dayu City, even in the most prosperous center of the continent, the Babylonian Empire, was only able to overcome its imperial capital.

Moreover, because of the martial arts of Luolan, this royal capital, which was connected to other trade routes, was able to quickly obtain supplies from other regions with abundant products and developed trade.

Netheranrui is also a military powerhouse.

In fact, this is also the case, this road connects the royal capital of the Lorrain Kingdom, the city of Naiser Anrui at one end, and the other end connects to the port city of Ferro, the largest military port and commercial port of the Lorrain Kingdom, which is very developed in commerce and military in the north.

A young girl walks down the road.

She looked up, and to the west, she could see a huge wilderness, and at the end was a huge forest, dazzling greenery, which seemed to become a curtain of trees and leaves, and to the east, she was greeted by tall mountains, endless, like giant beasts lying on the ground. Along the mountains, looking at it from afar, with the sight of a young girl, you can dimly see the huge fortress above the stretching mountains, and the tail that gradually lowers at the end.

In fact, this towering mountain range is one of the borders of the Kingdom of Loland, and one of the ten legions is stationed in the huge fortress.

After climbing this tall fortress and looking west, all the scenery that catches your eyes is already out of the sphere of influence of the Lorrain Kingdom.

In this series of vast lands from the eastern border of the Kingdom of Lorrain to the north of Port Ferro, the fertile plains belonged to several great lords, and several grand dukes of Queen Lorraine's vassals, although they were nominally vassals of the kingdom, but these grand dukes were more ambitious than the other.

To the west, at the end of the wilderness, the sea of green, is called the "Mangro Forest" - a huge mangrove forest, and below the Mangro mangrove are several large counties, including the Viscountate of Colenza, the Barony of Ludi, and other baronial viscounts.

Of course, the area of the Norda Forest occupies one-fifth of the territory of the Lorain Kingdom, and even the inhabitants of the Mangro Forest themselves cannot observe every corner of the forest.

This huge forest near the coastline has many rare plants.

As a result, in the busy town of Ringu outside the forest, there are no more than three kinds of outsiders coming and going - merchants, mercenaries, and adventurers.

There are several small towns in the middle of the mangroves, perhaps because the land is located in the center of the human world, and the inhabitants here are relatively much more open and welcoming than the royal capital of Loraine.

Although they are also like other people in the Luolan Kingdom, people who have no talent for spells, everyone can practice martial arts, and a large number of training grounds have also been set up in this territory.

In the other people of the Loran Kingdom, the people here are a little strange, but after all, they are still willing to communicate with outsiders.

Moreover, the people of this place have also set up a large mercenary group called "Mangro", which is entrenched in the vicinity of Mangro and carries out various tasks.

As a result, the Mangro Forest, which was a little deserted back then, also became lively in this way.

Of course, this is off topic.

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The city of Netheranrui.

Santir appears to be a mercenary, a mercenary who goes on missions and earns some commissions in order to experience the adventurous life.

He was dressed in neat and clean leather armor, with a sword of ordinary quality hanging from his waist, and he led a horse, and a round shield of his hung from the saddle.

He doesn't look like a powerful warrior, his clothes and equipment seem to be very ordinary, and the horse he leads is just a pony, such a grade exists.

It can be said that this kind of dressed danger or mercenary is a typical example of the mercenaries existing on the Bright Continent, and it is not surprising that there are more than ten or twenty such mercenary organizations every day in the mercenary union of Nether Anrui.

However, when he pushed open the tavern next to the mercenary union, he found that everyone's eyes were attracted, and the noisy drinking scene appeared in front of him.

The reason is very simple, along the line of sight of the people around him, he can see that two girls who seem to be dressed as ordinary adventurers, but their looks are too different, are sitting in front of the bar of the mercenary tavern.

One of the girls had beautiful silver-gray hair, neatly groomed, a ponytail combed behind her head, her royal blue eyes were incomparably bright, but they had a wonderful sense of warmth, her face was spotless, her fair complexion was a healthy pink, and even if there was a hint of helplessness at the corners of her mouth, it was still a good impression at first sight.

The other looked more mature, and looked like a stalker, with black hair also tied up in a ponytail, a mask that covered half of his face, eyes and nose tightly covered, and a few sharp daggers pinned to the other's waist, flashing with a sharp light, but the other had a long sword pinned to his waist.

Compared to the black hair that can be seen from time to time, the appearance of silver hair and blue eyes is not a common feature, except for a few variations, only in the Babylonian Empire in the center of the continent, there are some, as a member of the royal family of the Babylonian Empire, this skin color will be possessed, some rare.

And such an aristocratic girl would be more coordinated if she appeared at the ball of a big nobleman in Netheranrui, or even in the ball of the royal city.

But the other party appeared here, and such an existence made some young mercenary guys blush slightly and wanted to come forward to show their goodwill.

Of course, this is only a possibility.

In fact, if I had seen this silver-haired girl sitting in front of the counter just now, she had just held the huge silver-white cross that was a man tall and almost smashed a giant man into the air, and these people might have really come up.

At this moment, from behind the counter of the tavern, a shout resounded throughout the tavern:

"Alright, alright! You stinky men, give my wife and me good drink! How! Still want to harass the little girl!? Ha!? And you! Santil, you give me the old lady! ”

The awkward silence in the tavern lasted for a few seconds before quickly turning back to the rhythm of the hustle and bustle.

Santir, who had been shouted by name, scratched his head in annoyance in the eyes of the slightly crowded hall, especially the eyes of the two striking girls.

For some reason, the originally manly Santir seemed very natural when he made what he thought was awkward—carefully and strangely avoiding the crowd and stumbling in front of the tavern bar.

"By the way, two, you are mercenaries from other places? Or aristocrats? ”

Santir glanced at the gesture of the landlady who was also a waitress wiping the wine glass in her hand, and asked in a bold but imperceptible tone as she squinted at the two girls.

Although Santir was neatly dressed, in fact, his eyebrows and beard were slightly gray, and he was obviously middle-aged, but his body was still healthy, his skin was a dark red like rust, and his face was covered with scars - from a businessman's point of view, such an unkind appearance was very disadvantageous, but for the tavern of mercenaries, which mainly received adventurers and mercenaries, this limit of "hideous appearance" was still within the acceptable range.

Besides, Santir wasn't a guest, but a partner in the tavern.

However, the two girls did not reply, as if they did not want to deal with him.

Santir smiled awkwardly, took a glass of ale from his friend, and drank it down.

"It's not the first time you've come to this royal capital, are you?" The waitress looked at the two girls sitting in her place and greeted them with an attitude that was neither indifferent nor enthusiastic: "Would you like something to drink?"

"Bring me two glasses of ale, maybe some sugar?" The silver-haired girl propped her cheeks and glanced at the dark-haired girl beside her, "Sister Dilan, what about you?" ”

The black-haired woman didn't seem to think about it, the corners of her mouth moved, and she said in a hesitant tone, "I don't think I need to drink it now."

The waitress glanced at the two girls with a strange gaze, and she always felt that they were both looking at her, but in fact, the two men should be looking at each other, but she didn't say much. She brought a glass of ale and some sugar.

The silver-haired girl looked at the ale in her glass, added a spoonful of sugar to it, sniffed it, and took a big sip.

"Well, with this familiar taste, it's enough for me to travel from the south." The silver-haired girl put down her glass and spoke highly of the unknown drink, "Thank you, boss!" ”

The silver-haired girl threw out a silver coin, picked up a huge cross placed on the side, and shouted to the dark-haired girl, "Sister Dilan, it's time for us to go!" ”

"Wait a minute! Roni-sama! ”

The woman named Dilan hurriedly answered, and then followed.

The two girls disappeared into the tavern.