The two never looked at each other again along the way, but Hao Yun no longer looked at the scenery outside the window and the tragedy that was happening. He didn't want to quarrel with Xiaobai anymore, just like Xiaobai said, so many people die every day on this continent, can he save it. It's just that he is a young man who grew up in a peaceful era, and the country is rich and powerful. When you see a living person die in front of you, you will inevitably be unbearable.

He still thinks Xiaobai is too cold-blooded.

The carriage swayed towards the city gate, where two guards stood up with spears in their way. A tax collector approached, and after a while, Rigwo got into some arguments with him:

"Poll tax 4 gold coins?! I was still 3 when I came last year! The mercenary man shouted dissatisfiedly. There are more than a dozen people in this mercenary group, and the entry tax is also a big expense.

The fortress guards sneered disdainfully: "Last year? You know it was last year! Why don't you say that a hundred years ago, the poll tax was only 2 copper coins. If you don't have any money, get out! ”

"Boy's mouth should be clean, Uncle Ben ......"

"Okay, don't make noise!" Cynthia tossed a bag of gold coins to Rigwo, "I'll pay for it." ”

The cunning mercenary leader smiled happily, and he beat his chest and bowed: "Your will, ma'am! ”

After entering the fortress, the group came to the vicinity of the camp of the city defense army. Originally, Cynthia had planned to go directly through the fortress to Kaliheri, which was only a little more than ten days' journey away. However, Farah's resistance made her anticipate that the road ahead would be more fortunate, and she chose to try to add some guards between concealment and safety.

After thinking about it for a long time, she decided to turn to the supreme governor of the Semilga Fortress, the veteran Augustine. This is an old acquaintance of my father during his mission to Kalihri, and he can be regarded as an elder who watched him grow up.

After being briefed, Cynthia followed the guards into the barracks. She will report to General Augustine about the mercenaries' movements, and ask the general to send a team to escort her to the royal capital.

"Grandpa Raman."

Cynthia meets her long-lost elders in the office of the barracks. Augustin Rahman was nearly 70 years old, and his hair was pale and somewhat disheveled over his head. But he was in good spirits, stubbornly wearing armor instead of regular clothes to handle military affairs at his desk.

Seeing Cynthia approaching and giving a ladylike salute to herself, the old general was in a trance for a while. The little girl in my memory has been slim and slim, and this parting has been more than ten years.

The old man sighed in his heart and was very happy. When I thought of my children and grandchildren, I was very annoyed. For a while, it was really mixed feelings.

"Cynthia has grown so big, time has really passed in a flash." The general sighed and asked Cynthia to sit down.

Then he ordered the two guards who were watching Cynthia in, "Go and get the wine." ”

"How is the Duke doing?" After taking his seat, General Augustin put down the documents in his hand and began to pull up the routine, "I don't know if I came to see grandpa for so many years?" ”

Cynthia was like a granddaughter, and he rejoiced in his heart. The secretary next to him saw the general put down the papers, and hurriedly picked up the pipe and tobacco next to him.

"Father is all right, thank you Grandpa Raman for your concern." Cynthia took the pipe from the secretary's hand, stuffed the tobacco for the old man and lit it, "Didn't I miss my grandfather, so I came to visit." ”

Regardless of aristocratic etiquette, he just sat next to Augustine, leaning on the old man's arm like a granddaughter who pleases his grandfather.

The veteran squinted his eyes and smoked two puffs of cigarette, looking quite comfortable. After a while, he laughed: "Erion, that nerd, how did you raise such a little slippery head as you?" ”

"Grandpa Raman!" Cynthia's big chest leaned hard against the old man's arm.

"Alright, alright." Augustine patted Cynthia's hand and motioned for her to let go. The guard walked in with two glasses of wine.

The old general picked up a glass of wine and stood up, he shook the gold wine glass in his hand, so that the aroma of the wine came out faster. He walked slowly to the window and looked out at the scenery in the bazaar.

"Tell me, old man, what can I do to help?"

Cynthia paused, she looked at the elder's back, and said, "I'm going to Kaliheri." ”

"To see Princess Tirene?" Augustin looked back and teased.

Cynthia buried her head in a low bow, "I'm going to see His Majesty, Princess...... Will see you for sure. ”

"You guys...... " The old general had a smile in his eyes, and he looked back out the window, where several people in the bazaar looked like they were clashes, and two groups of people were facing each other. The old general took a sip of wine and sighed, "When you reach my age, you will see everything." ”

Cynthia didn't answer him.

"Okay, let's not talk about that." Augustine laughed at himself in his heart, what are you involved with the affairs of young people, "If you want to go, you can go, do you want to borrow a few fast horses from me, or borrow two stick guys as honor guards?" ”

"Borrow the guards, at least a team of elites."

Cynthia stood up and said her request bluntly.

General Augustine's gaze turned cold in an instant, he stared at Cynthia, and the female mage stared back with blazing eyes.

The old general thought for a moment and waved off the secretary and guard.

"Tell me, what's going on."

Cynthia told the story of the attack two days ago, but withheld the names of Farah and the Shadow Assassins, only saying that they were particularly powerful mercenaries and assassins. She didn't want to hide anything from this kind elder, but the stakes were high, and now was not the time for her to care about her personal feelings. Augustine knew that the whole plan could only be a secret letter from King Trich, not a mouthful of her here.

Augustine is an old man, how can he not hear the doubts in Cynthia's words. The mercenaries on the mainland are in trouble, and the matter of roadblocks and robberies is not news. But two successive deathmatches, encirclement and assassination, this is not the style of mercenaries who are interested in seeing money or lust.

Cynthia's purpose in going to Kaliheri was not simple.

The little girl has grown up...... The old general sighed, how could he embarrass this prospective granddaughter of his.

"Semirja's garrison is not sufficient, but I will send you an elite of no less than two hundred people, don't worry." The old man summoned the secretary and arranged it.

"Thank you, Grandpa Raman!" Cynthia leaned on the old man again and coquettishly.

"Okay, okay, it will take some time to transfer, let's finish a meal with the old man and leave." The old general couldn't figure out how that idiot of Erian could raise a daughter with such a sweet mouth.

"Oh, there's more." The old man pointed out the window, "I wanted to ask you just now, are those two your friends?" It looks like a fight is going to start. ”

"Huh?!" Cynthia threw herself in front of the window and saw Xiaobai and Hao Yun surrounded by a group of people in the middle, "Hao Yun! Xiaobai! ”