"You mean, you're going on a trip to the City of Fortune with Kruvien?"

Claude frowned slightly.

Just as the elders didn't want their children to go to some unorthodox places, the old bishop of the goddess of war didn't want Roland to go to places like the City of Fortune at all.

It's not a question of whether Roland will learn badly during this trip, but a question of whether Roland can come back.

Claude is worried about what will happen if Roland is deceived in the City of Fortune. Once Roland's identity as a half-goblin is discovered, or simply targeted, Roland's status will lead to trouble.

The City of Wealth, the Land of Lawlessness

Claude had heard one of his students say it. In the slave trade in the City of Wealth, instead of sending back the children of the nobility and the Church as is the tradition elsewhere and collecting a portion of the legal ransom, they sold them as ordinary, even rare, goods.

They did not care that this method of perverting the noble and the inferior would defile the sacred and noble bloodlines, but instead used it as a gimmick to increase the value of the commodity.

- It's presumptuous!

Claude could not accept such a man who defied authority. Even Bansar's move to lift the ban on luxury some time ago and allow merchants to sell fresh beef and mutton to civilians is very incomprehensible to Claude.

He firmly believed that whatever grade of food should be given to what rank of people. It's like in the slums of Bansa, when the temple has to give out white bread and milk, and the poor people have diarrhea for a long time after they have eaten a feast. Claude believed that this was their lineage that did not allow them to consume this noble food.

Distinction between dignity and inferiority – this is Claude's bottom line.

He liked very much what the god of Tyre had said—not knowing humility, that is, not knowing fear.

If all men were equal, as the Arriites preached, perhaps the untouchables would have lost even the fear of the gods.

This is something that Claude cannot accept in any way.

In Claude's opinion, Roland should never be mixed with someone like Kruvine. Roland is a half-goblin, his body is mixed with some silver blood, and he is not the same as the vulgar, violent, and stupid mountain people.

Inferior blood is contagious.

"If possible, I still hope you don't go to the City of Fortune. It's not a good place to be. ”

Claude said to Luo Lan completely sincerely.

"I know that too. But I do have something to go there. Roland's tone was calm and firm.

Claude sighed and nodded.

After all, Roland is not a member of their team, although he has something in his heart to say to him, but because of his position, he can't say it.

Claude also knew in his heart that he was not Roland's person, and he had no position to say anything.

But from the standpoint of an elder, he still pulled Roland aside and muttered something to him in a serious voice. Roland also listened to Claude's kind admonition with a serious face, and nodded from time to time.

Immediately after Esther left, Roland went to meet with Cruvine and told him that he had a trip to the City of Fortune, hoping to let him take him with him.

In addition to going to the City of Fortune to find clues about the death crow's job transfer, and by the way, taking advantage of the prophet to get some things, Roland also has his own plans.

He must act with the group of Macen.

To be precise, Roland wanted to follow An Ruosi to the White Tower.

However, it is still the same sentence - there is no position.

Not only did Claude have no position to interfere with Roland's thoughts, but Roland also had no position to follow Marken and them all the time.

Whether it was the position of a Doyd or a rescued shipwreck, Roland had no reason to continue following them after arriving in Carral.

After all, Marken is a mercenary on the surface. They are the guardians of the God of Contract, and only they can guarantee their trustworthiness. If any person can be as reliable as a mercenary, then what else do you need a mercenary for?

Even if Claude trusts Roland, he has to consider the thoughts of Marken and others who are "mercenaries". It's obviously not good to hire a group of people and at the same time want to drag another person into the team - whether that person is a protector or a protected person.

So Roland intends to exit from their field of view first. When Claudia received that Edward, Marken, and Cruvine had left the team to report the information to their superiors, Roland joined the team as a friend.

It just so happened that Roland also needed to go to the City of Fortune to take advantage of the prophet to get some things, and by the way, see if he could find some information about the transfer to the crow.

…… And, reasonable monster farming and leveling.

"Then, Roland and I will go first."

Kruvine pushed the door open and entered, a heavy bag of luggage on his bear-heavy back. But as if he didn't carry anything, he smiled heartily with great ease.

Claude nodded secretly.

The City of Fortune is not allowed to enter the Golden Rank and above. With Kruvien's combat experience, this level of combat should not be difficult for him.

In this way, Roland's safety may be guaranteed.

"Kruvine, after you finish the customs clearance papers, protect Roland by the way, and then you will come back when Roland's matter is settled. We'll meet up in Lutheran then," said Marken, in a deep voice, "Anros! ”

"In!"

The young wizard with the monocle clenched the crystal wood cane in his hand a little nervously, and a little excitement reflected on his face.

"Kruvien is no longer in the team during this time, and the safety of the eldest lady depends on you."

Marken patted An Ruosi's shoulder and said earnestly.

"Yes!"

An Ruosi's face was serious, and a shallow light flashed in his eyes.

Roland saw it in his eyes, and he didn't speak, just smiled.

He turned around and called Cruvine out of the room.

When they were out of the inn, Roland had not taken a few steps before he suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong? Our swordsmanship genius? ”

Kruvien looked back and said with a teasing smile.

Roland slowly raised his head and said in a strange tone, "Nothing. I seem to have heard a few bird calls just now, but I didn't hear its species, so I was a little curious. ”

At that moment, Kruvien's face changed drastically.

Then he pretended not to care and laughed loudly, and slapped Roland on the back hard: "Ahaha, as a druid, your basic skills are not good!" ”

But Kruvien no longer walked in front of him, but inadvertently fell backwards, on par with Roland.

"Where?"

The moment Kruvine lowered his head, his mouth moved slightly, and he asked quietly in a voice that only Roland could hear.

Roland shook his head.

"It's about local," Roland replied in a normal voice, in a normal tone, "leave it alone." It's almost winter, and it's hard to catch birds that can still be bouncing outside. ”

Kruvien was silent.

Roland's words weren't just ordinary complaints, but code words from Kruvine's legion. It is mainly used to communicate in the event of being watched.

He could tell from Roland's words that their current situation was dire: the watchers were locals, most likely the local authorities, but he didn't know how many there were, and he couldn't determine which force they belonged to.

Moreover, Roland, as a professional in magic, couldn't hear how many people were following behind. This means that the Stalker's strength must be at least above the Silver level.

There was no doubt that the plural Silver Rank—and the plural stealth class Silver Rank—was definitely something that the two of them could resist.

…… Something big is wrong. And it's for himself and Roland.

Kruvien's heart was as bright as a mirror.

He just hoped that the two of them would not be seen when they walked out of Marken's room, and that they would not be affected by the fact that they did not know anything about it.

"So, let's go faster?"

With a last of his hopes, Kruvine asked Roland.

But Roland shook his head: "No need, just walk slowly." ”

The moment Roland's words came out, Kruvine knew that the battle was inevitable.

There is no need to go fast - this shows that they are not targeted because they are outsiders or simply robbing money. The enemy was indeed coming at the two of them. And one who dares to hunt down a druid in the city can only be another druid.

In this case, even if Roland and the others fled the city quickly, it would not make any sense. Since they dare to do it in the city, it means that they will not let them go because of Roland's admit.

So, instead of spending a lot of physical energy on running and then being caught up by others, it is better to walk slowly, find a place to relax, and ambush them.

Just as he gritted his teeth and was about to pull out the dance shield from his back to strike first, Roland stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Don't worry," Roland replied in a low voice, "they're coming towards me. We separated, and you gathered at the south gate after throwing off a small group of enemies. I'll go to you then. ”

"So what do you do! What is your friendship as a mountain people! ”

Kruvien snorted in anger.

"You're going to hurt me if you keep following me," Roland whispered mercilessly, "I have a way to get rid of them, but your goal is too big to reveal my identity." ”

…… In that case, what's the point of going to the assembly?!

Kruvien sighed deeply in his heart.

Until now, he can only trust Roland. I believe that Roland can run away.

Just because the two of them are no longer hiding their words, the surveillance around them is growing at a rate that is visible to the naked eye. After such a short period of effort, even Kruvien's perception could feel several pairs of eyes staring at him hotly.

I realized that if I didn't run, I really couldn't run away. So Kruvine gritted his teeth, turned around and ran to the west.