Yacoste didn't care much about this, he had long known that special treatment was going to be given in special times, not to mention him as a little earl at this time, even if the king of Sambia came, they wouldn't let him in if he didn't show his identification. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"This is my noble insignia, take it!"

The Half-Elf Swordmaster took out a small badge from his bosom, raised his hand and threw it on the small leader's right hand.

This is not the noble emblem he made in the Starry Night Collar, the nobility insignia in each region of the Faeron Continent is clearly different, for example, the emblem of the nobles of Cormier is generally made of dragon violet (a purple and blue alloy), while the noble emblem of West Hartland is made of steel and sword, and the nobility emblem in the Sea of Glory is made of beast skulls, so generally speaking, except for the temple emblem, the others cannot be circulated on the whole continent.

Of course, this is not absolutely impossible, but it will be very troublesome and time-consuming to integrate the emblem of a local nobleman into the system of another kingdom, if it is in normal times, Acoste will consider using his own noble emblem as his pass in the kingdom of Sambia, because in this way, the half-elf swordmaster can legally continue to expand his territory in the kingdom of Sambia, but in view of the turbulent year now, the half-elf still wisely did not choose to do so.

The noble badge he threw out was the family crest of the fat businessman Carl, anyway, after the victory of the wealth competition, everything was the other party's own, and his aristocratic status naturally became his own.

As for his status as a baron at the beginning, he only needs to let Karazek go to Odurin to report it, which is much more efficient than using the noble insignia of his starry night, after all, Karl was originally a nobleman of the Sambia Kingdom, and xenophobia does not exist at all......

"Sure enough, it's Count Acoste, hurry up and open the city gates, hurry up and open the city gates!"

The little leader looked at the three layers of the noble insignia that the other party had thrown up, and after making sure that there was nothing wrong, he quickly ordered to his subordinates.

At this time, the year of turmoil had just begun, and although the various parts of Faeron had experienced different forms of disasters, they were not serious enough to make each kingdom uncontrollable and fragmented, and the city of Arabel was still nominally one of the many territories of the kingdom of Sambia, and the lord of Arabel City, Count Goodnet, was nominally subject to the orders of the kingdom.

Otherwise, in a few months, the situation on the continent of Faeron will continue to deteriorate, and when it reaches a node where the moral order is about to collapse, during the cataclysm, the order of the kingdom is not so easy to use, the turbulent and chaotic times, the incapable people are surviving, and the capable people want to fish in troubled waters and become kings, at that time, the demons and devils are rampant, and the temples led by the gods are inextricably fighting, and the human race is also taking the opportunity to seize power, coupled with the harsh climate and earthquakes, tsunamis, and beast tides that occur from time to time, It's really a mortal apocalypse, but an era of heroism!

"Your Excellency the Earl, please forgive me for my previous rudeness, you also know this sensitive time period, and I am also ......"

The little leader personally stood under the city gate to greet Acoste and his party, he presented the noble insignia with both hands, and then respectfully apologized to the other party there, but Acoste interrupted the other party's apology with a slight wave of his hand, and now in his realm, as long as his personality is not too vicious, who will surrender his identity to get along with an ordinary officer? It's just a shelf for the nouveau riche......

"Is there a Tavern in your city called the Tide Calling Fishman Tavern, and where is it?"

"Huh?! There is a tavern in Arabell, but it is a slum tavern, and it is filthy and crowded with coarse fools and thugs, and I think you should pay a visit to Mr. Goodknight first, my lord, he ......"

The little leader was still talking, but was interrupted by a frowning Acoste reaching out......

"I think Mr. Goodknight should be very busy at this time when the catastrophe suddenly strikes Sanbia, so we won't bother him, what do you say?"

The half-elf deliberately accentuated his tone, if the other party didn't understand what he meant, then he would be helpless, so he had to take someone to the city to look for it......

"Well, my lord, what you said is that the Tavern of the Tide Calling Fishman is located at No. 232 Blackstone Road in the slums, at the intersection of that road, you can walk straight down this way, I believe you can easily find it there, sir."

That little boss is really not a stupid person, he can get a half-official position in the context of the business kingdom, and the strength of these people is still secondary, but the eyesight sees that there is absolutely nothing to say......

It seems that this lord must have something ulterior to do when he comes here, otherwise according to etiquette, it is a must for nobles to come to a place to visit the local master, otherwise it will be regarded as rude, even if the despised city lord is not mad at the time, but this beam is definitely knotted, and it will definitely stumble you when you have a chance in the future.

And the little boss thought about it again, if the other party had nothing to do, why did they have to cross most of the kingdom of Shanbia from Iheum City to Arabelle City in this harsh climate of ice and snow and heavy snow?

"Well, thank you for your advice, this is your reward, don't excuse me."

The half-elf sword master nodded, took out a large bag of gold coins from his arms and threw it to the little leader, the other party's transformation is very in place, there are many times when you can survive in this world of the jungle, strength is very important, but the ability to see the wind and rudder must not be bad......

"Captain, shall we go and report to the city lord?"

Seeing Acoste and his party disappear into the empty streets that were deserted by the restrictions, a smart-looking guard immediately came up and questioned the leader.

"Debriefing? What do you report like the lord of the castle? The little leader was weighing the weight of this bag of gold coins, and his brain might have been smashed by this surprise that fell from the sky, and he immediately asked puzzled.

"Of course it's their entry into the city, these outsiders are too much, they are just earls, and our city lord is also an earl, these people actually put up a shelf and don't visit the city lord, are we ......?"

"Smack!"

With a loud slap, the soldier was slapped to the ground by the little boss in the middle of his words!

"You ******, if you want to die, don't pull all of us, okay, hurry up and fuck Lao Tzu!"

The young soldier was stunned on the spot, he didn't understand what he had said wrong, which caused such a big reaction from the other party, he was young and vigorous, and he wanted to get up and question the other party after being humiliated, but when he saw the other party's cold eyes, the young man still chose to shut up.

"Hmph, I don't know what is alive or dead."

The little leader snorted coldly, and after seeing that the other party was convinced, he didn't bother to continue to pay attention to him, turned around and took out the bag of gold coins that the other party gave him just now and distributed it to the other guards.

"I'll deal with this matter, don't take care of it, don't talk too much, just act as if this incident didn't happen just now, I can tell you clearly, I'll give you the benefits first, if you still don't know what's wrong, don't blame me for turning my face and not recognizing people!"

"Yes, Captain, we all know that."

How dare others oppose at this time, the other party has said it so clearly, and there is a second-class encounter not far in front of them, of course they will not do things at this time.

"Well, go back to your original post, remember, no matter what happens in the past two days, don't act rashly, if you want to live, follow my orders, you know!"

The little leader waved his hand and asked them to go back, he usually has a high prestige in front of his subordinates, and just after he got angry at this time, the others suddenly walked to their posts on the city tower like a good baby.

"Alas......"

Seeing that there was no one here at this time, the little leader breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and looked in the direction where the half-elf sword saint and they had left, and shook his head helplessly after half a sound.

His teammates can't notice anything because their strength is too weak, can he still not see the strength of the other party?

A person can accurately throw a bronze medal into his own hands standing on the wall of more than ten meters away from the city, and he can still break the metal armor of his palm when he receives it, and rub through a layer of skin in the palm of his palm, how much power does this have to cause this effect?

You must know that he himself is an out-and-out high-ranking warrior!

And according to the law of things gathering people by groups, the teammates around him are definitely not much worse than him, such a terrifying combination, not to mention that he can't stop it, Arabel City is definitely not an opponent, as for the entire Sambia Kingdom, the small boss probably can't stop the other party......

How could he not see that others were first soldiers and then saluted, first demonstrative and then polite to themselves? As for what kind of choice to make, I'm afraid it's a personal decision that can't be wrong......

"Let's hope it doesn't make a big mess......"

The little leader muttered to himself one last time, and then turned and walked towards his own defensive area.

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In fact, most of them could hear the young soldier whispering behind their back, and they also heard the way the little boss handled it.

After the strength reaches the legendary professional, all kinds of physical potentials in the human body will be stimulated one by one, and everyone's perception will be more or less improved, although there is no such exaggeration as the wind ear and clairvoyance, but if they deliberately pay attention, the whispers within a few hundred meters can still be heard.

Acoste was very satisfied with the way the little boss handled it, although even if he went to snitch, it would not affect him, but in line with the principle of keeping a low profile if things can be kept low, the half-elf sword master still didn't want to make his whereabouts known.

In this city, there is no one who can compete with him on the surface, but what about the inside? In addition to the incarnation of the tyrannical god Bane and the secret forces of his church [Tyrannical Hand] and [Dark Hand], the half-elven swordmaster also knew that there were followers of the devil Duke Maman lurking in a certain corner of Arabel City, and his team was not invincible in the world, unless necessary, Acoste would not be stupid enough to let his squad act in a high-profile manner, thus becoming the prey in the eyes of others......

After a few minutes of walking, the Half-Elf Swordmaster paid another bag of gold coins to pay off the guards stationed in the slums and commercial districts, and they finally arrived in front of the Tide Calling Fishman Tavern.

The slum is obviously more vibrant than the city gate and other areas, because in this chaotic and mixed area, there are no guards patrolling and curfews, so the slum is the freest area in Arabel at this time.

Of course, it's also the most dangerous area.

Along the way, the few cleanly dressed "strangers" who had come in from the outside had been stared at with envy, ferocity, pity and pleading eyes, and if it weren't for the weapons they wore at their waists, these hungry and cold poor people would have surrounded them and robbed them.

A few little girls with yellow faces and thin muscles had walked up to them and looked at them with their big pitiful eyes.

Fortunately for the others, Midnight and Cranvo, who had experienced this for the first time, couldn't help it, and forcibly disobeyed what Acoster had warned them at the beginning, and secretly slipped a few silver coins into their hands......

The half-elf sword master was naturally in his eyes, he didn't make a sound at first, but slowly led the adventure team forward for a few minutes, and then led everyone back to the original place.

A lewd smell mixed with the smell of blood wafted through the alley......

In the corner were three mutilated corpses, their faces blurred with blood, but from their clothes, it was clear that these three little corpses were the three little girls who had given them gold coins at midnight......

"How so?"

Ms. Liuying rubbed her hair in disbelief, seeing the three girls with red and swollen lower bodies and scaly wounds on their upper bodies, it was conceivable what inhuman torture they suffered before they died.

"You killed them!"

Without thinking about it, the half-elf sword master directly pointed to the three corpses on the ground and said to Midnight, "This is a slum, you may not know what kind of fight a copper coin will cause here, and you directly gave those three little girls who were helpless a few silver coins, and you pushed them to their deaths!" (To be continued.) )