A few days later, it was DR3715-8-12. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At noon, the scorching sun scorched the shallow sand, and it was so hot that there was not a breeze blowing.

Iron Slag squinted his eyes and looked at the cascading sand dunes in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh. Playing the insect flute, he walked in the sand sea for more than ten days, and met two groups of sand sea hunters and three teams of sand sea traders who hunted sand worms, but he couldn't find the slightest trace of Lena.

The time was getting shorter and shorter, and he had to leave, otherwise he wouldn't be able to make it to Furnace Town before the twenty-fiveth. He knew that life and death were uncertain, and wanting to see her for the last time had become a luxury. She was the first woman in his life, his first harbor and last underground refuge. At this moment, he is like a fishing boat that is tired of sailing and cannot find a port, a migratory bird that flies across the hemisphere cannot find its home, and a person who has been attacked by an air raid cannot find an air-raid shelter.

Anyway, it's just depressing......

He used to see her every day, but he hid everywhere, like a mouse seeing a cat. Now it's the other way around, he's looking everywhere, she's hiding everywhere.

"When I'm dead, you'll never see you again." He said indignantly. Unconsciously, there was a bit of sourness and resentment in his tone, if other girls heard it at this moment, I am afraid that they would be so frightened that they could not speak. This bullie in Iron Mountain Town, a stinky fart guy all day long, actually has a time to complain about others, it is really June when frost flies and bamboo trees bloom.

Then, with a twist of the accelerator, he kicked up a cloud of dust and sped away in the direction of Furnace Town.

A few days later, the iron slag came near the Rock Bridge.

From a distance, this steel suspension bridge spans the turbulent Heishui River, towering between heaven and earth. After filling up the gas station of the HH company in front of the bridge pier, he slowly drove onto the bridge.

When passing through the checkpoint, the guards guarding the bridge did not come forward to stop them, nor did they prompt them to charge. Curious, he struck up a conversation with the guards guarding the bridge.

"It's hard time now, everyone used to rush to guard the bridge, but now they have no power and no power to be assigned here." The guard guarding the bridge sighed.

"Why don't you take the money?" Iron Slag couldn't help but ask.

"Yes...... It's like this......" The guard guarding the bridge hesitated for a moment and whispered, "I heard that five years ago, there was a squadron leader who didn't open his eyes, and he didn't know what happened, and he offended the third lady of the Lombal family, that is, ...... It's the same ...... now," the guard's voice was even quieter, "Princess Templar, she brought a lot of people that day, caught a large number of people on the spot, shot them by the river, and then announced that the bridge could not be tolled in the future, otherwise she would blow it up." ”

"Hiss......" Tie Slag couldn't help but take a breath of cool air, and had a new understanding of You Ge's squint.

After crossing the bridge, he caught a few gerbils in the wasteland, roasted them carefully, and packed them in a lunch box. He used to rely on this trick against Lina to quell countless volcanic eruptions.

By the time of DR3715-8-20, after a long journey, he had finally arrived in Fireheart. With five days to go, he stayed at a local bar.

Huolu Town is slightly smaller than Iron Hill Town, but it is also quite populous, and the streets are bustling with workers and farmers. However, compared with Iron Mountain Town, the people here are obviously much richer, and their faces are generally more ruddy, and there is no feeling of malnutrition. The townspeople here are also relatively gentle, slow and soft-spoken, and rarely scold in the streets.

In addition, the streets here are relatively clean, even the street stalls are neatly arranged, and it is obvious that there are special people in charge of them. According to the booklet that Mu Yuqin Xin gave him before, the security level of Huolu Town is very high, and the town hall is directly under the fifteenth Silver City, Mantuo Shahua City. Unlike Iron Mountain Town, two sheriffs were sent by Shacheng to come over, and in addition to the regular payment of taxes, they tossed as they wanted. This also creates the problem that if the people in power are not of good character, the townspeople will be miserable.

Before Lena came to Iron Mountain, there was hardly a sheriff who was competent. or they are greedy for money and expropriate violently; or be greedy for sex and hunt for beauty everywhere; Otherwise, they don't have the ability to hide in the office of the Autonomous Council and read the newspaper every day; It's rare to have a good one, who was transferred out within a few days, or was assassinated by some organization in the town because of the uneven distribution of benefits.

After entering Furnace Town, Iron Slag felt several pairs of eyes watching him wherever he went. From the moment he entered the town, he knew he couldn't go out anymore. The only one who can avoid his search and spy on him can only be a Saint-level powerhouse. If he wasn't mistaken, there were at least five or six Holy Orders staring at him at the moment......

"As for it?" He asked to himself.

Now that the matter has come to this, he doesn't think much about it. Every day after breakfast, I wandered around the town with a group of Holy Steps.

When passing by the gas station where he used to refuel, he turned into it by surprise. But as soon as he entered the gas station, he saw five dried corpses hanging from the high wall on the side. After asking the clerk, these five people were the five ruffians who embarrassed him and You Ge back then.

Suddenly, he had a deeper understanding of You Ge's retribution.

I can't eat a small loss......

Looking at the corpse on the height, he couldn't help but think about what it would be like if he were hung on it. The only regret in his heart at this moment is that he didn't put You Ge back then. Later, when You Ge brought another man here to see him, he would point to his corpse and say, "Honey, look how stupid that person is~"

In his thoughts, he left the gas station, bought a bacon omelette, and squatted on the side of the street to eat it.

Today was the twenty-third, and there were still two days left before the appointed date, and he decided to eat something good and drink some good wine, so as not to live that day. But he didn't have much money with him, only about sixty gold coins.

So, he spent a dozen gold coins to buy a bottle of a poorer Kraken red wine, and a smoked pig's trotter, and then chased away the homeless man sleeping on the bench on the side of the street, and ate while watching the passers-by.

At the same time, on the roof not far from him, several figures hiding in the shadows were talking in low voices.

"Do you need so many people to spy on this little guy?" "This is the task that Miss San personally assigned, so you must be cautious." "Hmm." "No matter how you look at it, it's weak, I can trample him to death with one kick." "We can't be confused by performance, after all, the wisdom of the third lady is not something we can figure out." "Hmm......" "Hmm......" "Marquis Valentine, you're right, I'm a little arrogant, I'm sorry." "Earl Maxwell, you're serious."

Elsewhere, several figures hiding in the shadows were also talking in whispers.

"What is he eating?" "It should be...... Smoked pig's trotters. "I really want to go down and beat him, you know, the most powerful people in the entire Golden Triangle are watching him eat pig's trotters." "Lord Grote, I want to eat it too." "Count Aldrich, are we going to eat on the side of the street, like him?" "Why don't you get a table?" "Dining without a valet is undignified." "Is it decent, that we watch him eat?"

After eating and drinking, Iron Slag wiped his mouth with his sleeve, wiped his hands on his body, and then fell asleep on the bench.

When the people who were hiding in the shadows saw it, they began to talk about it.

"You see, how unseemly he is taking a nap on the street, just like a bum." "Oh my God, the third lady also canonized him as a guardian knight, and this alone can kill him a million times." "Marquis Valentine, for the glory of the family, I am willing to go down and beat him." "Don't, the third lady once told us that as long as he doesn't leave Furnace Town, we can't make a move." "Alas......" "How about we pay someone to beat him?" "Hmm...... This proposal seems to be good......" "Friends, if you are not afraid of being pulled by the third lady, go ahead." "Uh......"

Another handful of people were also talking.

"He's sleeping, let's play bridge." "Count Aldrich, Lady Melinda, and Lady Greta, have you noticed that there are more Holy Orders here today than at last year's Feast of Praise." "Isn't it~ more than when I slain the dragon last year." "Ah~ Could it be that he is the Darkscale Demon Dragon? No matter how you look at it, you look like a rookie~" "I think it's also ......" "Lord Grote, this is a task personally issued by the third lady, and we must complete it with a pious heart and the highest respect." "Count Aldrich, you are right." "Hmm." "The radiance of the true God will cleanse the world from all evil." "May the Light be with us." "Long live the princess." "Hooray!"

A few hours later......

The iron slag woke up sleepy-eyed, twisted his neck, yawned, and walked around the corner of the alley......

The people who were hiding in the shadows began to talk again.

"Oh my God, what is he doing?" "It's so unseemly......" "What about the town managers?" How did no one stop him. "Who runs Furnace Town?" When you go back, you must be severely reprimanded! "How is it enough to reprimand, dismissal!" "Throw it into a deep-water prison."

At the same time, another handful of people were talking.

"This guy is really undignified...... "The true God is above, hasn't anyone taught him basic etiquette?" "Count Aldrich, Lord Grote, Lady Melinda and I will avoid it for a while, and I will leave it to you here." "Rest assured, Ms. Gretta, we'll leave it to you."

After a while, the iron slag returned to the bench and sat in a daze. He didn't dare to contact Hagrid and the others rashly, for fear that they would expose their target. Although the communicator in his hand is a special line for Notre Dame, the temple and Notre Dame have infiltrated each other since ancient times, and it is difficult to ensure that his communications will not be eavesdropped, and everything is based on security.

Perhaps it won't be long before Hagrid and Zhao Wenke will be able to establish a foothold in Desert No. 5, gain a firm foothold, and then build a ship and further develop towards the Mirror Sea plane. As long as you slowly accumulate strength, and cooperate with the guardians of the Cangwolf Legion, you can form a powerful army.