Ten wagons departed from Coldwind City and headed south along the path carved out in the wilderness. The carriages were all heavy-duty models, and the carriages were closed, as if they were transporting goods to a warehouse of the Harmony Chamber of Commerce.

When the convoy left the city gate, the horsemen who drove the carriage raised their whips and drove away the displaced people who gathered around them. The whip crackled and was scary. But the outcasts would rather be whipped than come forward.

Inside a carriage in the center, Old Banker's gaze could clearly see the situation outside through the observation hole in the carriage.

The long-legged family has been driven away for more than half a year, and the city has changed greatly.

Along the way from Broken Bridge City, Old Banker noticed that the roads around Coldwind City had been completely repaired. The road surface is widened, rebuilt, compacted, drainage ditches are added, and there are special personnel to maintain them.

Some of the ramps and curves have also been dug flat and straightened, and the amount of work is not small, but the traffic environment has been greatly improved.

When the roads are good, the circulation of people and materials will be convenient. Although the periphery of the city is still poor, the lives of the residents have improved dramatically.

As for the outcasts outside the city, they have been there for decades. They are bankrupt farmers or urban populations who have no choice but to work outside the city.

The Longlegs family had never taken care of these homeless people, and they didn't know how many there were. The aristocracy only treats the outcasts as psoriasis, and clears a wave at every turn.

Victor. When Hugo became the owner of Coldwind City, he did everything possible to inventory the population. After the inventory of the inside of the city is completed, the liquidation of the outside of the city will be carried out, and efforts will be made to compile a realistic population roster.

Old Banker couldn't understand the purpose of the move. But when roads and populations are identified, at least the city becomes orderly as a result. That alone is a great deal of good governance.

Because every day the city will accept a part of the foreign population, and if you are lucky, you can become a city person. The homeless people desperately gathered around to find a job to make ends meet.

Because the opportunity is rare, as soon as the city gate is opened, no matter who comes out of the city, the homeless people will come up. Even if it wasn't the foreman of the hired man, it didn't matter if he was whipped a few times.

Besides, the 'master' in the city is much more polite now, and it doesn't hurt much to beat people.

But the convoy out of town didn't come to hire workers. The coachman whipped up and drove all the way south. Ten heavy-duty wagons pass through shanty towns outside the city, through surrounding village farmhouses, and through the woods and meadows of the wilderness.

There were several other people in the same carriage as Old Banker, but he didn't know him, only that it was from the 'Special Weapons and Tactics Squad' of the Coldwind City Inspection Agency.

It's a strange name, it's completely confusing. But the people in the city called this team the 'Hunting Team', and the captain was Adrian, a close confidant of the city lord.

There are more than a dozen members of this team, and they are basically at the fifth or sixth level. There are orc warriors, half-elven archers, halfling wanderers, and priests of the 'Mother of Plagues', who specialize in wet work for the lord of the city.

Even after repeated cleanups, there are still a large number of bandits and evil cults around the city, including even circulating wild beasts. Anyone who dares to cause trouble around Coldwind City will be cleared by the 'Hunting Squad'.

This squad doesn't have a good impression of the aristocracy.

Like that halfling wanderer, a variant of the thief. He was mute, constantly bouncing around the carriage like a monkey, staring at Old Bank's neck with an eerie grin, hissing and trying to cut it open with a single slash.

There were not only hunting squads on the ten wagons, but also Hugo's guards. More than twenty orc warriors, a water of aluminum alloy plate armor, a battle axe with pure gold plating.

Aluminum alloy has considerable magic resistance, and the gold-plated battle axe can break demons. This is a team that is specifically designed to charge into battle.

Leading the team was Todd, a stupid-looking orc brute.

In addition, there are the necromancer Mondinor, the alchemist Jason, and even the druinar, who has always been not very active, and the dwarf witch doctor Old Borg have also been pulled in.

The lord's maid was also there.

Old Banker even saw a girl with flowers tied on her head and wearing a black and white dress joining the team. In the name of beauty, it is said to take care of the lord's daily life.

But the girl pursed her mouth, cried and mourned, and kept muttering behind her back, "I can't cast spells, what if I really fight?" ”

If it weren't for her two bags full of magic gems, maybe Old Banker really felt sorry for her.

But now even the chief prophecy wants to stay away from her. lest you really fight and be inexplicably bombarded to death by this girl.

Because of the good road conditions, the convoy arrived in only half a day near the town of Dense Fog, which is 50 kilometers away. After a few kilometres, the convoy slowed down because the roads were full of fleeing people.

Unkempt and panicked, the people fled north, hoping to take refuge in the City of Coldwind. Just by asking a few words, you will know that the town of Dense Mist has been attacked by the Banshee Castle army, and the town has been lost.

The town of Fog belonged to the Lehman family, and Baron Bishop refused to surrender and hanged his members one by one on the gallows outside the town.

Soldiers looted the town, looted finances, and captured slaves.

Today, His Excellency 'will' rest the night in the town. Tomorrow he will lead a few hundred knights and a few thousand infantry to meet the 'rebellion' of Coldwind City, which has been hastily gathered.

It stands to reason that the Baron will also be attacked by a 'powerful' cavalry at a critical moment in tomorrow's battle. He had to lose a dozen wizard priests, more than a hundred noble knights, and hundreds of infantry before he could win a crushing victory.

Even the baron himself will be killed by Uncle Zhou, who has entered the second state, in the 'battle'.

Fortunately, Uncle Zhou himself was not happy, he played tricks on reading the file.

As ten heavy-duty wagons approached Fog Town, Old Bankman assumed that Hugo was joining forces with Lehman and the Minoan family. He dismissed this, feeling that Hugo was bound to lose, and sooner or later he would flee back to the Black Forest.

But when the heavy convoy approached Fog Town and chose to bypass it, Old Banker couldn't understand what his new allegiance lord was going to do.

Fog Town is the border between Coldwind City and Banshee Castle, and beyond Fog Town, the road becomes very bad. The speed of the convoy decreased.

There will be some checkpoints along the way, and on the surface, it is a blockade of Coldwind City. But as long as the driver gives some money, he can still pass smoothly.

If anyone tried to check what was on the wagon, they would either be lured into letting it go or lose their lives.

Before dark, the convoy crossed a distance of more than a hundred kilometers and approached the Banshee Citadel from Coldwind City. More than 40 people in the convoy entered an inconspicuous village to rest.

The village was right under the noses of the Buchi family, less than three kilometers from the Banshee Castle. The people of the village were not at all surprised by the convoy of outsiders, and there was a special person to guide the coachman into a closed hay field.

When Old Banker got out of the carriage, he heard Hugo, who was leading the team, instructing the coachman: "Take care of the horses, and feed them all the beans and alfalfa that have been prepared." Let them rest for the night, and the day after tomorrow will have to rely on them to rush back to Coldwind City. ”

Hearing this, the Chief Prophecy was suddenly startled. The situation in front of him completely disrupted his expectations.

Something isn't right, something seems to have changed.

"Your Excellency, can you tell me your plan? Maybe I can help. Old Banker walked up to Zhou Qingfeng and asked.

"Oh, don't worry, I'll use you. I need your help tonight. Zhou Qingfeng patted the old wizard on the shoulder, "You can rest first." Eat something, you'll have to have a big night out. ”

Upon arrival at the Banshee Castle, the atmosphere in the team became tense. Even the lord, who is not afraid of the sky and the earth, also seems worried. Now than in the past, he doesn't have so many bonds to read the file repeatedly.

You have to be careful every step of the way.

The village arranged rooms for everyone in the party, and Old Banker was surprised to confirm one thing - Hugo had secretly buried a hidden stake near the Banshee Castle.

Upon entering his room, Old Banker immediately cast astrology in an attempt to gain some foresight of the future. He'd done the same arcane magic before, and he saw flames blaze in Coldwind City.

But this time, nothing.

The Void didn't give an answer, only darkness and emptiness.

At the same time, a carriage rushed to the gates of the Banshee Fortress to close the city.

Powell, who was in the car, landed and looked around the city streets, greatly relieved.

"Ah......, I'm finally out of Coldwind City. I'm finally away from the damn Victor. Hugo. I finally don't have to worry about it. ”

In the carriage were Johnson, the illusionist and his pet Doodo, who were reluctantly dragged by Powell. Johnson didn't say anything, but the cheap bird cried out, "Poor ghost, maybe you'll be even more unlucky?" ”

Powell was furious, "Damn the bird, you shut up for me."

I managed to rent this carriage and drive for two days, just to get away from that bastard. I'm free, I'm relaxed, I'm out of bad luck.

I don't believe Victor. Hugo can come to the Banshee Castle. It's impossible! ”

"What if he comes?"

"I ate my shoes."