The herald who posted the notice, looking at Rooney and Babylon the Great with blank eyes, was completely dumbfounded with his mouth grown.

The herald looked at the mercenary leader rolling all over the ground and wailed, and his mind couldn't turn for a while.

Just now, the mercenaries were divided into several camps, and then the old man, who was over half a hundred years old, came over and began to attack these mercenaries indiscriminately without saying a word.

After the mercenaries had all lay down for four or five, they knew that they had joined forces to besiege the old man.

You must know that these are mercenaries who pin their heads to their belts all year round and live a life of licking blood with knives every day.

It's a pity that just this group of brave men let an old man and a big guy divide them all by two, it's like beating a dog to death.

Moreover, when these mercenaries are compared with these two people, they act as if they are docile and good people have encountered thugs who have been doing murder and selling goods all year round.

The mercenaries only knew how to throw off their arms to attack, and the old man not only shot quickly, but also attacked fiercely, basically defeating the enemy with one move, but whenever he touched it, his body fell to the ground as if he had been under magic, and wailed.

And the big man, who can knock a strong mercenary away with a single punch, and the other mercenaries hit him like a tickle.

Babylon the Great had already developed a good habit, and he had just not been addicted, so he made a very careful round, but whoever had the strength to roll and wail, one of them gave a kick, and all of them kicked and fainted.

Alan walked over slowly, patted the herald on the shoulder, and said, "Twenty-four strong men are gone, just our brothers."

The herald swallowed and didn't reply for a long time.

Alan asked, "Do you know what your city's main twenty-four strong men do?"

The herald shook his head.

Alan asked again: "Then if we go with you, can we meet your city lord?" ”

The herald nodded.

"Lead the way."

The herald wanted to refuse, but these three guys were not locals at first glance, and they looked like thugs, maybe they were some kind of guys with bad intentions, if they were brought to the city lord, what if the other party had bad intentions again.

However, after seeing Babylon the Great light up his casserole-sized fist, the herald nodded indiscriminately.

The herald, who was already frightened, took the three of Alan through the Midtown and the City Lord's Hall, and came to the outside of the south of the city.

Alan squinted at a huge, enclosed factory, six tall chimneys, emitting thick black smoke.

This kind of scene was all too familiar to him, and when he was first in the camp, when De Niro and his dwarves of the plains were smelting steel, they needed to erect this thick chimney to emit smoke, because Esther had resisted it, but it was later suppressed by Allen's language.

Outside the factory, there are five steps, one post, three steps and one sentry, and the defense is very tight, and the guards and patrol soldiers in the factory shuttle among them, looking at them with a wary face.

Alan discovered that the guards and patrol soldiers were not wearing the uniform of the Rubble Fort, but the clothing of the family private, with a family badge on their chest, apparently the family private army of a certain big man.

Moreover, the momentum of these family private armies is like that of elite veterans who have experienced battles, and it is not at all comparable to those guards of the Gravel Fort who maintain law and order.

After entering the factory, the herald told the three to wait where they were before running away.

Rooney frowned and whispered: "The defense force here is very strong, many of those private soldiers are first- and second-order fighting warriors, there are some assassins lurking in the shadows, there is a high-level magician on each of the four corner towers, and the position where we are standing is exactly within the range of their spell casting." ”

Alan also found that several watchtowers had a lot of heavy archers on them, and this defense, as well as the overall defense of the Rubble Fort, should have been made by a single person.

"What kind of place is this, a place for weapons smelting?"

Rooney shook his head and said, "Not only that, but I felt very faint elemental fluctuations, not from those magicians, but from those factories. ”

"Damn, it's not going to be a batch of magic items, is it?" Alan was taken aback.

"How is it possible, the Holy See doesn't have so many resources, let alone the small Gravel Castle." Rooney whispered.

The three of them waited for a while, and a fat man sweating profusely walked from the depths of the factory, and every time he took a step, the fat on his body trembled back and forth like waves.

The three of them who watched Alan had a chill.

Rooney whispered, "It's the city lord Monrui!" ”

Alan nodded: "I'll see the situation later, I always feel that this dead fat man is not simple." ”

Squinting his eyes, Alan finally saw the scene in the distance.

Eren has seen a lot of arrogant guys, such as Sword Shengtai, and the Transcript Wood Dragon Brad, such as Conslet.

But this big fat man Meng Rui refreshed his cognition, not only arrogant, but also underbeaten.

This guy kept cursing the hot weather all the way, and the four attendants and the four Dharma protectors around him protected him in the middle, one of them shielded him from the sun with his hands, and the other held a pu fan to fan him constantly.

This dead fat man also walks in a very arrogant posture, touching his big belly with his hands, with a huge gemstone ring on each finger, and a gold chain like a leashed dog around his neck.

It was precisely because his head was looking at the sky that a small pebble was trampled under his feet by Meng Rui.

Meng Rui snorted coldly and took a step back.

A dog-legged man beside him was actually a fighting warrior, and after stimulating his fighting spirit, he pouted his ass and lay on the ground, his hands kept patting, and the small stones on the ground were smashed into pieces.

Eren remembered Hathaway's Guard, the Feldslith.

Both of these guys have elevated the profession of doglegs to the height of art.

After seeing the small pebbles in the way being lined up into powder, Meng Rui nodded with satisfaction, and walked towards the three Alan with two small short legs again.

After walking in front of the three of Allen, Meng Rui was in a certain shape, and with a flick of his fleshy hands and paws, one of the gemstone rings flashed a few traces of magic fluctuations, and a huge metal box appeared in the clearing.

Alan and Rooney glanced at each other, but they didn't expect this guy to be so crazy that he actually put a magic prop on his finger.

One of the attendants opened the box and brought out a huge wooden bench and a soft cushion from it, and after Meng Rui found a comfortable position to sit down, the dogleg next to him took out a pergola from the metal box and quickly installed it.

Meng Ruigao raised his arm and snapped his fingers.

Dozens of meters away, on a corner tower, a magician in a water-based magic robe poked his head out and began to chant incantations.

A moment later, a dark cloud appeared out of thin air above the pergola and began to rain cold.

Meng Rui touched the gem ring on his other hand again, and a large pile of ice more than half a human height suddenly appeared in the clearing.

The temperature of the air drops dramatically, and there is no longer the slightest hint of heat.

As soon as Meng Rui stretched out his hand, one of the attendants next to him took out a dagger and a metal plate from his waist, ran to the ice cube and dug up a skular-sized ice cube, put it on the plate, and sent it to Meng Rui.

As soon as Meng Rui grabbed it with his big hand, he picked up the ice cube and began to gnaw on it.

Alan and Rooney looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

This damn fat man。。。。。 It's so arrogant.

And it's a lot of money.

Not to mention anything else, the ten gem rings on the dead fat man's hand alone seem to be storage magic props.

It is estimated that even the Great Pope is not so arrogant, and the storage props of this dead fat man are not weapons and armor or the like, but ice cubes and food.

The entourage beside Meng Rui, his eyes squinted, swept over the three people one by one, and finally his eyes fell on Rooney's body, and said dissatisfiedly: "Why is such an old guy here, it won't be the gold coins that deceive our city lord." ”

Without waiting for Rooney to speak, Meng Rui said angrily: "Joke, is the city lord short of gold coins?" ”

"No shortage, no shortage!" The four doglegs shook their heads like rattles, neatly and in the same direction.

After gnawing on the ice, Meng Rui glanced at Allen and said leisurely: "Once upon a time, the lord of this city was also a radiant, tall, handsome and handsome nobleman, but unfortunately, he was a ruthless little bitch over the years, and he ruthlessly destroyed my spring-like flowery years. ”

Alan was a little sick to his stomach and had a chill on his face.

Meng Rui looked at the Great Babylon again, shook his head slightly, and said: "You guy is very strong, the lord of this city gave you a golden and jade good word, remember, wisdom is the most powerful weapon of our human race, can you be stronger than a giant." ”

Big Babylon smiled stupidly, he felt that the fat man in front of him was more arrogant than his own chief, and the guy who was generally more arrogant than his own chief was basically not far from being beaten.

After finishing speaking, Meng Rui looked at Rooney again, tilted his head and asked, "Eh, why do you seem to have seen you somewhere?" ”

Rooney was slightly surprised, he had changed his appearance, how could this dead fat man still remember himself?

"Oh! Come to think of it! Meng Rui suddenly realized: "You are a little similar to my once dead personal butler, that old guy fell in love with the female guard guarding the gate of my city lord's mansion, and finally committed suicide because he couldn't stand the long-distance relationship." ”

A dog-legged man standing behind Meng Rui said with emotion: "It's only my master's City Lord's Mansion that I blame, hey, who called our master rich." ”

Rooney "。。。。。。。。。。。 ”

This druid magister wanted to directly cast a forbidden spell and blast this arrogant dead fat man into pulp.

After muttering to himself for a while, Meng Rui nodded and said, "Three warriors, listen to my herald, you have put down dozens of mercenaries, haven't you?" ”

Alan and Rooney nodded disappreciatively.

Meng Rui narrowed his eyes, the stupid big one on the right side was okay, although he looked like a big black bear, but he looked harmless to humans and animals, and he didn't have much wisdom at first glance.

But the young man in the middle and the old man on the left always give it a sense of inexplicable danger.

Especially the young man in the middle, although he was smiling all the time, his eyes were extremely aggressive, and a casual sweep seemed to see through the soul as chilling, as if he was about to pierce the sky, telling countless blood and fire.

Those eyes seemed to be indifferent, always scanning the direction of the Assassin hiding in the shadows.

Meng Rui was a little dazed, and found that the eyes of the young man in front of him were actually black, you must know that only a few pure-blood noble family members on the continent have black pupils.

"Admire the seats!" Meng Rui waved his hand.

A group of doglegs lifted four more wooden benches out of the box.

After the three of Allen sat up, Meng Rui rubbed his chin and asked, "Look at the three of you, I'm afraid it's not a nameless, why haven't I seen the three of you in the Gravel Castle?" ”

As a powerful actor, Rooney took the lead in speaking: "Lord Monrui, the three of us came from the Outpost County, and when we heard that the Duchy of Sadidore had seceded from the Holy See, we rushed to the Gravel Castle, only this is a free place, not under the jurisdiction of the Holy See." ”

"Outpost?" Meng Rui's eyes lit up and asked, "That's the land of heroes, the land where the children of chaos rise!" ”