"Be content, if it weren't for the demonic invasion and Asa Constance's quick decision, the Constance family might have ended a hundred years ago." Shen Yan didn't want to talk about this topic anymore, the more he knew, the more he would feel that this matter was boring...... It makes people want to burn some blood, but they can't burn it.

Even if most people pretend that everything is normal, there are still a small number of people who know what is going on, like the hunting party that has been fighting these days. Shan Di and Shen Yan were dressed in formal clothes and prepared to go through the entire western front city wall to the crematorium to attend the cremation funeral of their comrades.

Yes, there's also a crematorium here - the bronze fortress is so big it can fit almost anything.

The two walked on the wall and found that what was the army barracks yesterday had turned into a large market today.

"I remember this was the garrison of the Guards, and they had just left for a day!"

This spontaneous bazaar, from the carriage of goods to the merchandise store, some even spread a piece of cloth on the ground and began to put goods for business, and the things sold were also varied. Merchants are also buying all kinds of supplies, and they don't refuse to come, from the tips of the claws of the demons to the weapons stolen from the barracks.

When the soldiers got the money, they got into a couple of large colorful tents at the end of the market – there were no signs, but everyone knew what was there.

"Isn't the back door of the fortress locked, where did these people come from?"

This scene was so ridiculous that Shen Yan wanted to find out if there was a big wooden sign nearby that said "There are XX days left before the big war".

"Through the bronze dwarves, they have their own passages. The dwarves knew the fortress inside out, and the Empire had little binding power over them, and now the Dwarves refused to cooperate with the Empire...... Legend has it that they built a secret passage connecting the two sides, but no one ever found it. ”

"It seems that even the dwarves know not to be dragged down by the Empire...... Nobody cares about that? Shen Yan pointed to a soldier who sold his bow and arrows to a hawker for money.

"Alas~ things have changed, and now everyone turns a blind eye. The war has been fought for a hundred years, and it has long been different from that year, and besides, there are all nobles standing behind these businesses. "Wars cannot be won by sacrifice alone, and there are countless exchanges and compromises of interests.

"And what's going on with those people down there?" Shen Yan saw another group of "deserters" who were escorted back, and the number was almost a thousand. When he was captured, he saw the same number of "deserters", and Shen Yan thought it was accumulated over a period of time. But now that I saw that another group of "deserters" had been arrested, and the trick of "the emperor's amnesty" continued to be staged in the square, I knew that there must be something wrong with my guess.

"Actually, just like them, they all went to the Bronze Fortress to make a fortune." Sandy smiled bitterly and pointed to the merchants in the market and said, "But those people outside can't afford to pay the entrance fee." Originally, the empire also turned a blind eye to them, but they didn't expect that they didn't know what to do, and actually surrounded and killed lone soldiers to grab equipment! Therefore, there are stricter orders to come down, and all those caught are sent to the front. ”

Shen Yan shook his head.

The Constance family, as it was first known, was the image of an impassioned and heroic legendary hero; However, as more and more information is learned, the privileged family, the god family, and the monopoly family ...... and so on, so that the name gradually becomes less and less glorious; After knowing the entanglements surrounding the deals, compromises, interests, and so on behind this fortress, Shen Yan no longer felt anything—the name Constance had also completely turned gray in his heart.

*****

"You are really ......" Seeing the young shoot that was rooted in Shen Yan's artery and stretched out the branches through the skin that pierced his wrist, Mitchell said half a sentence excitedly, but stopped abruptly. However, this half sentence has also revealed enough information to Shen Yan - Mitchell is really related to Yuegui!

It's just that I don't know if it's the elven guards he trained, or the colleagues of the "Light of Order".

In that action, Laurel and a legendary mage teamed up to assassinate the Lady of the Ring. There were two times before and after, forcing the lady to use weapons: one was the Killer Arrow made by Laurel in an extremely evil way; The other time was the "soul arrow" that grew on his wrist, watered with his blood, and grew into a "soul arrow" that connected with the cultivator's heart.

This shows the power of these two archery techniques...... This is also an archery technique that Shen Yan has not been able to master so far, and he can't even figure it out.

Moreover, Shen Yan learned from Yuegui's memory that these two can be called unique archery techniques invented by him. In a way, though, the "Soul Arrow" is Laurel's highest skill - he never specifies what the purpose of this archery is used, in other words, because the "Soul Arrow" can be used for any purpose.

It's just that the materials used to make these two arrows are hard to find, one requires a strong bone full of resentment, and the other requires the seeds of an ancient elven tree. Shen Yan was not interested in the first type, and he was confused about the second type...... The multiverse is so big, where do you ask me to find some kind of ancient tree seed?

Looking at Mitchell's excited eyes, Shen Yan hurriedly pointed to the cremation ceremony, signaling that it was inconvenient now, and that he would find an opportunity to talk in detail - in fact, he needed time to think about what to say, I had nothing to do with Master Laurel's death...... Wait a minute! Laurel was killed by the Lady of the City, what is my heart?

Penny: "Ahem~ Think again?" ”

"By the way, and Penny! You said that I will hand you over directly in a while, is it all right? ”

Penny: "......"

I miss spending time with my lady now. "The years are quiet" means "the years must be quiet to be good", and now I live with this person who wants to strangle to death as soon as I talk, which is not good at all!

Mitchell nodded at him, his hands in a position that others could not see, and he cooperated left and right in an extremely complex set of sign language.

"At seven o'clock in the evening... The 4th Military Region... The second door to the left of the entrance... See you or leave you. Roger that! Shen Yan softly interpreted the meaning of those sign languages, and subconsciously replied skillfully...... After doing all this, he suddenly regretted it, because the set method was the tactical sign language that Laurel had invented, and used by the magic archers he trained to communicate with each other.

Now it's getting more and more unclear...... Just now, he was like a laurel possessed, and subconsciously interpreted it and answered skillfully.

"Okay, now think about how to make it up to get by."

*****

When night fell, Shen Yan quietly left the tent on the wall of the Western Front and sneaked towards the Fourth Military Region. There are a few patrols to dodge along the way, but it's not difficult, and everything inside the fortress is designed for demons.

"First...... The second door. Shen Yan found exactly where Mitchell said.

Strangely, Mitchell didn't wait at the door at the appointed moment, which is a bit strange.

Shen Yan pressed his hand on the door, and with a slight push, the door opened a few centimeters back...... It's not even locked? Well, it's getting weirder! I've heard that elves are two-way ...... But thinking about his face, Shen Yan has a little more confidence in the world.

It's impossible, hehe~ He can handle such a face, then he can face the wall directly!

Shen Yan finally convinced himself and walked in boldly. The room was pitch black, and the elves couldn't see anything, but they didn't feel any danger. On the contrary, there is a kind of ...... A faint fat powder taste.

"What's going on?"

Just when Shen Yan wanted to turn around and leave, a pair of arms suddenly wrapped around him from behind.

"Hold your breath, my dear."

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PS: It's a little late, the third one.