In "Ripp", similar BUFF scroll Roddy has also used a lot, but even in 597, when he was a level 59 Ranger, the highest level scroll he ever used was only a blue "Fine-level" "Extreme Lion King Power" - and the effect of that scroll was to increase the amount of power by 20, increase the constitution by 180, and last for 6 minutes.

From here, you can see why the effect of [Molochi's Blessing] is so rebellious: usually the scroll has a duration of 15-6 minutes, but this scroll is only 6 seconds...

If it lasts 6 minutes, it would probably be a legendary scroll with the prefix "orange", but obviously this thing is powerful, but if you really talk about "practicality", it doesn't break the balance of the game.

It sounds awesome, but Molochi's Blessing is just a one-time consumable... And because it doesn't have an effect similar to "magic immunity", if you are unlucky to take a few control skills in a row after opening it, you can only watch this epic scroll go to waste...

In terms of effect, although "strength improvement" is inevitable, how many people can fully adapt to the sudden acquisition of a large number of skills after the level is suddenly raised? 6 seconds, before I have time to understand the "skill description", it is over.

Therefore, for ordinary people, the most useful effect of this scroll comes from the explosive increase in attributes after the level increase and the doubling of the attributes of 100.

But Roddy is not an "ordinary person", but one of the few guys who can take this scroll to the extreme

Holding this scroll, Roddy felt that the harvest of a month in Holier City was really beyond imagination.

Looking up at Sodrore's sad face, he smiled and asked, "By the way, you should already know about the baron's award, right?" ”

Speaking of this, Sodrore was silent for a moment, but his tone changed to a little resistant: "I... Didn't understand what you're doing. ”

In fact, no one would understand Roddy's choice - just this afternoon, Roddy refused Duke Angmar's request to grant him the title of "Baron", and instead gave it to Sodrore, who already had noble blood... Although Angmar eventually agreed to his request, it was clear that he was also slightly unhappy with Roddy's choice.

"You'll understand these things later, and you don't understand them now that I've explained them, so it's easier for you to treat me as a guy who likes to retreat behind the scenes and engage in some conspiracy?" Roddy lifted the curtain of the carriage, looked at the wall where the torches were lit in the distance, measured the distance, and added, "Of course, I don't mean to manipulate you as a puppet, I just hope that we scouts will have a good place to go." ”

Sodrore is such a smart person, he naturally understands that Roddy may have some of his own troubles, and he remembers that Roddy said similar things when he chatted casually in that hotel before, and after thinking about it for a while, he sighed a little helplessly: "Since you have made this decision, then I will be diligent and good as this lord." ”

"I know what you're worried about." In the dim light, Luo Di's expression at this time was indistinguishable in the shadows, "You are afraid that with the change of status, the original simple things will deteriorate... Will the brothers who are born and die covet comfort, lose their motivation, or – one day, you, me, or these once-familiar comrades will become enemies? ”

Sodrore replaced the answer with silence.

"Actually, such worries are all right, I have also had such thoughts, and it is precisely because of this that I decided to make you this baron."

Roddy's voice was not hidden, so Ruger, who was driving, could hear him, "You have the big picture, you have more education than all the scouts, and you are familiar with the operation of the territory, so it is best for you to be the lord." But that's just on the surface..."

He paused, then continued, "Just because Sarota is dead doesn't mean that the orcs won't have such an aggressive leader; And the day after tomorrow, after we solve the problem of the undead, the Ansadine of the Tasman Kingdom will definitely come to find trouble, these are two problems, and there are... Although the infidel of the B Cross may not make much movement for a while, they will eventually find some clues and come to the door. ”

"You see, orcs, undead, and pagan lunatics can threaten our lives at any time, what do you think will happen next? Farming and herding sheep to make women enjoy Qingfu? ”

Luo Di shook his head, and his voice was very deep in the slight noise of the carriage: "If we don't work hard, I'm afraid we will end up with no bones left sooner or later..."

Such words silenced Sodrol and Ruger, who had already relaxed a little—if it weren't for Roddy's point-out, they almost all thought that the rest of the day would be smooth sailing.

Not to mention them, the rest of the scouts didn't have the idea of "going back to enjoy the blessings after all this", and even Carter had already discussed with others how to collect rent if he had a few acres of fertile land...

"In the end... These are the times of war. ”

With Roddy's soft sigh, the carriage slowly disappeared into the dim street corner.

September 25th.

In the Cobb Forest, the team of Assassins disguised as the "Git Comptoir" continued to move at that unhurried pace.

It is autumn, and it is the most active period for the beasts in the forest before winter, so at this time, walking on the main road, you can often meet the hunters or mercenary teams that enter the forest to hunt, and occasionally one or two elk or wild boars that do not have long eyes will rush to the front of the marching team, and the consequence is naturally to be hunted directly by the mercenaries of the caravan.

However, these guys, who were originally undead, didn't eat those fatty fresh meats at all, but only used them to exchange some information with other teams they met by chance-

"Lord Magda, I just got the news that Holier City has recently suddenly imposed a curfew, and only the west gate is open during the day."

With his head poked forward, Derby bent down to report the news to Magda, who was sitting in the carriage. The "Blighter", who was sitting in the carriage with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes and asked in a deep voice, "Why?" ”

"I heard that on the 20th of September, the original speech was interrupted by a group of infidels, and many people died, and today the speech is being re-held, and tomorrow the Duke of Angmar will hold some ordination ceremony, so the military movements in the city these days are not small... I guess I was scared by the previous incident. ”

When he said this, Derby also quoted the news he had inquired about: "It is said that the Bishop and the Governor of the Cross were almost killed directly in the square by the infidels, and it is estimated that they were afraid of losing this old face." ”

Magda's gaze turned to the window, and after a moment of silence, she whispered, "When was the last time the news from the contact point arrived?" ”

"An hour ago, sir." Derby took out a piece of parchment, on which was a message from the eyeliner hidden in the market in Hollier, "Lord Ansatine has planted an inner line in the city, and I only know that we will arrive on the 26th, but I don't know how many of us are and what we are disguised..."

When such words are uttered, they rule out a lot of possibilities – and it is clear that Derby would never believe that the identity of this team would be revealed.

As the top decision-maker of the entire team and the main executor of the assassination, Magda still had a little suspicion in his heart just now, but because of the confidence brought by his own strong strength, the little sense of crisis that was not obvious quickly disappeared with Derby's report.

"Heh... It's just a lord of a small city, and it's not worth my attention. ”

Magda finally made up her mind and waved her hand: "The team continues to march and strive to arrive early on the 26th, and if it can catch the duke's investiture ceremony, then it will be directly to complete the task."

This feeling, like going to a place to kill a chicken and then turning around and leaving, sounded like overconfidence, but Derby, who was at the second level of the advanced "Assassin" level, didn't think that Magda's words had any "arrogance" at all, he still bowed his head and saluted respectfully, and then jumped out of the carriage to deploy the order.

It was early in the morning, and by this time tomorrow the convoy would arrive in Hollier.

At the same moment, on the city square of Hollier, Sally finally became a "priest" of the sect under the official declaration and appointment of the Exgeshop, and among the flying rose petals, she was smiling and receiving the blessings of the faithful and the Exgelimit.

The lavish speech stirred up the mood of the faithful, and after the cheers continued until the end of the ceremony, the Exgey began to circle the city in a carriage and begin to "bless" the city of Holier. More than 1,000 believers followed behind the carriage, and as the procession walked across the wide main road, the magnificent carriages, the mighty guard of honor and the devout followers formed a unique picture of this era.

The road is filled with the smell of roses, and the panic caused by the "Pit Viper Cross" is gradually calming down. Shortly after the Exgere's carriage had been driven, the Duke's Court convoy of Titus and the Wellington Knights also appeared on the road in the city, but instead of following the Exgere's group, they turned onto the road to the West Gate.

The heavy carriage drove smoothly down the avenue, and in the carriage, the mellow red wine in the goblet was rippling slightly, reflecting the face of Roddy, who sat opposite the duke.

"Sally's matter is also settled, so I'm much more relieved."

Duke Angmar didn't speak loudly, but there was a little loneliness in his tone, perhaps because he remembered the past, or because of the upcoming parting, the old man didn't seem to deliberately hide this emotion in front of Roddy. When he looked out the car window, he shook his wine glass slightly, and then asked: "By the way, in tomorrow's plan, the North City Gate will prepare a group of people and a convoy alone... Is it for me? ”

"Yes, Lord Duke, that's the last way back."

Luo Di raised his eyes slightly, and said bluntly: "If the worst happens, it will naturally be arranged for you to leave here." The road from the Duke's Palace to the North Gate is the smoothest, and if it goes well, you can reach the Bol Fortress in one day. ”

As these words were spoken, Angmar was raising his glass to taste the soft taste of the wine in the glass, and some exclamation in the duke's eyes was not seen by Roddy through the act of drinking.

"When I was fighting in the past, I never thought about which way I would escape..."Angmar smiled after putting down his glass, but there was no mockery in his words, "It is a shame for the lord to leave his own capital, what if I choose to refuse?" ”

"Then all I can say is... Now you don't choose to refuse. ”

Being able to sit in a carriage with the Duke is enough to show that Angmar attaches great importance to Roddy, although the two are much older than each other, but at this time the conversation does not seem to be too different in identity. Roddy's answer was a bit casual, but it was as straight to the point as his archery skills - "I'm not denying that 'it's so bad to die in honor, but Sally can't afford to hold up Evta's territory now... So if you are really faced with the choice between life and death, I don't know what to do in the future, but now, you will definitely not refuse the opportunity to live. ”

This is a declarative sentence, and there is no question of the tone.

Hearing this, Angmar smiled and sighed, silently admitting that Roddy's words were indeed to the point—but then he pointed to the parchment in Roddy's hand and asked, "I've always wondered why the core of this plan doesn't revolve around you?" Your strength..."

"This battle is not something I can participate in at my level, and if I want to dominate the battle, I'm afraid it will only add to the chaos."

Luo Di shook his head, "In the case that the number and strength of the enemy are unknown, the current plan can only ensure the maximum 'adaptability', and success or failure, the variables are not at all I can predict, so what can be done is to make all preparations and do my best." If it succeeds, everyone is happy; Failing, I can guarantee that the Roussiflon family will be ready to make a comeback at any time. ”

After hearing these words, Angmar nodded approvingly, drank the red wine, and said softly, "Okay." ”

It's just a one-word evaluation, but the weight speaks for itself.

Although Roddy's statement sounds too objective and rational, Angmar understands that the reality is what it is... Romanticism is just a façade, and when war comes, there is never any room for illusion.

"When Rubens' parade is over, all the Temple guards will gather here," Roddy checked the plan one last time, then set the parchment aside, "Next... I can only hope that everything goes well. ”

The carriage stopped in front of the West City Gate, and when Luo Di got out of the car and walked into the sun, he could see that he was wearing the military uniform of the "City Defense Team" at this time, and there was a badge representing the "squad leader" on his chest.

Carrying a short bow, the scimitar at his waist was replaced by a standard longsword, the "Ranger Suit" under the military uniform was worn a lot, the ring that was extremely lethal to the undead was worn on his hand, and the [Molochi's Blessing] scroll was placed in his pocket - as before the start of every mission, Roddy checked all the skill and experience status bars, waved his hand to close the list, and opened the "Peripheral Character Status Bar" and "Peripheral Item Status Bar".

His gaze swept over the dense text that appeared around him, he took a soft breath, turned around and made a gesture of "everything is normal" to Duke Angmar, and then walked to the tax collection office outside the west city gate, taking over the soldiers who were originally responsible for tax collection and registration, leaning on the stone wall under the city gate and began to wait silently.

"The pit is dug ready, let's see who will jump in..."