A month later, the pearl of the desert, Rugoin, the largest trading center in the Western Kingdom.

It is a city of strange sophistication, on the one hand, it faces the desert, endless winds and sand invade the city every day, the scorching sun covers the sky here all year round, hot and dry, people wear light veils and turbans, and at the same time face the baptism of sand and dust.

But on the other hand, Rugoin is backed by the Twin Seas, which not only bring beauty and sophistication, but also allow the inhabitants to never be bothered by the heat, and the abundance of products brings them a rich life.

Outside of Lugaoin, on the gravel wasteland, a caravan moved forward slowly, tall camels carrying heavy salutes, and several travelers led them silently on the sand, leaving a few rows of footprints in the distance on the unchanging desert.

It has been a long time since the monastery was occupied by Andariel, no caravans have come from this direction.

And the arrival of this caravan seems to indicate something.

In the procession, Mo Wen looked up with a wide turban, and under the blazing sun, Lu Gaoyin in the distance was as blurry as a mirage in the desert, but the fishy smell of the sea wafting into his nose told him that they were indeed going to the place.

"Hey, Varref, is that Lugoin?"

Mo Wen asked a man in blue-gray clothes beside him.

"Well, it's Lu Gaoin ahead, it's taken a few weeks, and we're finally here, Lord Hero, this is the largest trading center in the Western Kingdom, and it's also the most prosperous city, I'll build yì You can take a look around here, Lu Gaoin is not only beautiful, but also has a lot more-"

Seems to be in a good mood, Varif keeps talking.

"We're not here to play, where's that damn wanderer?" A tall figure beside Mo Wen interrupted Varif's words.

"Bruce!"

Varif's expression was a little sneering, "My lords, I'm just a caravan leader, how do I know this?" But if you want to find out anything, you might be able to go to Jehein, the king of Rugoin. ”

"Jayhain, is it?" Mo Wen narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the magnificent city in the distance.

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Varif's words are right, Lu Gaoin is indeed much more prosperous than the Rogue camp, walking on the quaint sand road, Mo Wen saw a lot of pedestrians, although it is not called shoulder to shoulder, but it can also be said to be a sea of people. There are all kinds of stalls on both sides of the street, and the proprietors are going out of their way to sell their wares.

Along the way, Mo Wen could feel the prosperity here, but he didn't know if it was his illusion, he felt that the faces of the people here seemed to have a faint worry on their faces.

In front of a gorgeous palace, Varref's caravan stopped, he began to direct the men in the caravan to load and unload their luggage, and then walked up to Mo Wen and said: "That is Jehein's palace, he is the ruler of Rugoin, if a few adults want to inquire about something, you can go to him, I think with your strength, you will definitely get his attention, and I will stay here for a while."

Now that Andariel is dead, I can travel back and forth between Camp Rog and Rugoin as a matter of course. When I'm done doing some business in this place, I'll leave to go back to the monastery. If you want to go, just sù me. I'd love to work for a few adults. ”

"Okay, I'll get back to you if there's anything you need." Mo Wen, as the captain, replied.

Lilian snorted coldly, they who were chasing Diablo obviously didn't need to go back to the Rog camp, of course, in her eyes, some people seemed to want to go back.

Variif said goodbye and left, Mo Wen and the others glanced at each other, and finally Mo Wen said: "Since you have come here, let's pay a visit to the ruler here!" ”

"That's right." An old voice rang out.

"Instead of returning to hell to recuperate, the Dreadgod has come to distant Rugoin, and I'm sure it came to rescue his brother, the youngest of the three gods, Baal, who was sealed by the most illustrious mage of Hradik, and who slept in this ancient tomb deep in the desert with Tarashia's body, and we must find it first."

In addition to Mo Wen and a few people in the team this time, there is also an old man, Dick Kane.

After this old guy was rescued by Mo Wen and them, he had recovered after a period of rest, and after hearing that Mo Wen and they planned to hunt down the wanderers, he took the initiative to ask to join in, considering his rich knowledge, Mo Wen and the others agreed.

Seeing that several people had looked over, Kane stroked his gray beard and said: "I have already inquired when I entered Rugauin just now, and Lugauin has not been peaceful recently, although there are strong walls and well-trained troops, but recently many guards have been killed by the demons that suddenly appeared, and the rest have been ordered to go back to the palace, where something seems to have happened." Jayhain has now announced that he has banned the city, and he has hired Grez and his mercenary forces to defend the city. He's doing a good job, but that's all, no one can solve Jehine's troubles. I think this must have something to do with the arrival of the Fear Demon God, and at this moment, the King of Lugoin may be eager to meet a few brave people who have defeated the Demon King who is only under the Three Demon Gods. ”

As Kane said, they met Jehein very smoothly, and after passing through a few guards, the lord of Rugauin actually walked out of the palace himself.

This is a man in a blue coat with a red and white stone on his turban, he is about thirty years old, with the temperament of a superior between his eyebrows, but his face is a little haggard.

"Hello, famous adventurer. I am Jehein, King of Ru-Gaugin, and I salute you for coming to my port city. I am glad to find that caravans are once again free to trade with the Western Passage. From some time ago, we have been surrounded by an evil force that we don't even know what it is. Strangely enough, it all started when a dark wanderer passed through the area and began to search for the graveyard of Ta-Rasha. No one knows the correct burial place for the defenders of Ta-Rasha-Bal, but the only thing that is certain is that it must be in the far side of the desert. Now, my people whisper legends that the dead will crawl out of their cemeteries, and terrible creatures will lurk among the moonlit dunes. Even I can't explain what I'm seeing. I have ordered the closure of the harbor, and all merchant ships to drop anchor until I can be sure of the safety of the city. Atma, the innkeeper, will give you an extremely important task. Please go and meet her right away, you can find her on the other side of town. Now, I have to go back to the palace. I'm sorry, but I can't invite you in. Now some things are more troublesome than a mess.

If you want to trade something magical, you'll have to go to Dragognam or Lessander. Drognam is one of the most knowledgeable men I know—no one compares to him in magic and ancient knowledge. Poor Reshander was almost deaf, but he was a trustworthy pharmacist chemist. Want to go back to the West, to meet Varref, someone you should have known well. Our own family, Farah, is a good and honest merchant, and she can heal your injuries too. Aegis is the innkeeper and has something to trade. Grez is the boss of the mercenary group, and I hired him to guard the gates of Lou Gain and keep order in the town. There were others in the city. I'm sure you'll see them soon, just look around

With each passing hour, things get worse. I know that a qiē looks normal, but trust me, it's not like that in my bones! ”

It seemed that he had been bothered by these things for a long time, and Jehein shook everything out of his mind almost in one go, and the tiredness between his brows became even stronger.

PS: On the shelves on Friday, I'm trying to get a few more chapters these days, I'm really afraid that my grades will drop all of a sudden.