Chapter 45: Some Gossip on the Road
From the city of Tarakhan to the town of Loka, it took about four days at the normal pace of what is called a "rapid march"βthat is, about three hours longer than the average army when they were on the road during the day, eating only dry food, cooking without fire, and camping with restlessness.
This is also the reason why when the barbarians invaded, the rescue force led by the former earl was belated-the late former earl was very meticulous and cautious, and no loopholes would be found for others.
Of course, the traversers did not need to be in such a hurry, they took advantage of the carriage and set off every morning, and in the afternoon it was almost time, and they rested when there was another village. It's like a group of ordinary adventurers, and there's no hurry.
It's been so long anyway, and if "Erica the Fraudster" wanted to do something, it would have been done long ago. If she hadn't had time to do it, she wouldn't have raced against time to do it now.
Reality is not a game, and there is no possibility that things will start immediately knowing that the player triggers a certain branch story.
This group of them stayed overnight, and from time to time they let Lao Liu, who could fly, go out for a walk around to find out if there was a bandit camp nearby, and if they found it, they would make a little extra money by the way. After a few days, I gained a lot of money.
"I've always had a question. Sitting in the carriage, playing with a few sparkling gems, Lao Liu suddenly said thoughtfully, "Are there so many bandits in this world? Why do we meet from time to time along the way? And they are so rich......
"Actually, it's not too much. Sword Thirteen said with some certainty.
Xingzhao replied even more bluntly: "It is recommended that you change cars in the afternoon and go to the sleepless car to ask questions, there are two-legged bookcases and strategy maniacs, and they will definitely be able to give you the answer." β
"Little sister Xingzhao, can't you be polite?"
"Why should I be polite to the guy who shouted 'Where did you come from!' Sword Thirteen, do you believe in peace religion, is this your child daughter-in-law?"
Lao Liu's fierce face suddenly collapsed, and he said weakly: "I drank too much and talked nonsense! How many years have you been talking about, and you are still thinking about this ......?"
"Why don't I care? β
The griffons hung their heads, and simply clumped together, and shrank in the corner of the carriage to sleep.
He used his wings as a quilt to cover his body, but it was also quite warm.
In another car, Panda and Tiger are discussing the Battle of the Lord of the Magic Sword.
"I think you should use the method of stealth warfare. "You can turn into shadows or fog and hide in places where no one else will notice." Then suddenly struck and sprinted directly at three times the speed, and almost no one would be able to react. β
"This method is stable, but it is too negative. I want to fight more aggressively. β
"Then you have to practice diligently and try to get used to the high speed as soon as possible. Panda shook his head, obviously not very optimistic about it, "But to be honest, I don't think there's much hope." The acceleration of your magic sword is not the effect of 'changing one's own time' like the acceleration technique, but simply 'increasing speed'. It's not easy to get your reflexes up to three times faster by exercising. β
"Actually, tiger, you can consider finding some red dye, bleaching the middle of your hair, and then using glue to make a horn shape. Horus touched his golden beard and said with a smile.
Of course, Tiger understood what he meant - red has horns and three speeds, which is a famous joke on the Internet, from the famous character Char from the Mobile Suit Gundam series. One of the first anime masked people, he claimed that any mech could triple its speed by painting it red and adding horns......
"Then do I still have to change my surname to Xia?" he asked with a smile.
"Xia Laohu? Then it's better to change your surname to Lei. The book laughed wildly and quipped, "Convince people with virtue Lei Laohu, this is a celebrity!"
Everyone imagined the appearance of Tiger Wen Crepe coming to "convince people with virtue", and they couldn't help laughing.
For them, life is easy and stress-free.
But for the city defense officers and intelligence officers of the city of Tarakhan, life was trembling and miserable, and it felt like a year.
After being reprimanded by the Count again, the two men, who had had many conflicts in the past, and who were now sympathetic to each other, walked down the road with sighs and sighs, like two defeated roosters.
"It's strange, why can't I find any clues?" said the new intelligence officer with a sad face, "It doesn't make sense! It is impossible for a legendary paladin or a demon believer who can build a manor without leaving clues!"
"The hotels in the city have been thoroughly checked, and there are no people who look like old holy warriors among the occupants in recent months. The city guard also said with a bitter face, "It's really unreasonable! Among the legendary holy warriors, all the young and strong ones are still alive, and not even one of them has any problems." If you want to say that the one who died this time could only be an old man in a church who has retired from old age......"
The two men looked at each other, shook their heads incessantly, and each returned to the official residence, urging his subordinates to continue the investigation.
The Count stood at the window of the study, watching them go away, before he sat back in his chair, silent.
After a while, he asked, "Any clues?"
"I have mobilized the followers of my Lord to patrol the area, and judging by the current situation, it is not necessarily the legendary paladin. "There was no one else in the room, but there was a sharp voice.
The Count frowned and asked, "What do you mean by that?"
"The aura of the legendary paladin, even after a long time, I can clearly feel it. To be sure, there are absolutely no legendary paladins in the city of Tara Khan and the surrounding area. β
"So, what's going on with that 'damnation'?"
"I don't understand either. The voice hesitated, "I've been there to see it, and it's indeed 'damned.'" But the power seems to be weaker than the average 'Damnation' - our lord has also faced the 'Damnation' in the first place, and the final blow of a legendary paladin sacrificing himself should be much more powerful than that. β
The Count was silent for a moment, showing a little concern, and asked, "The paladin...... Could it be that they are here to track me down? Will something between us leak out?"
"This is a question for yourself. β
"Except for myself, even my wife and son don't know about our dealings. The count's expression calmed again.
"I really don't know whose faith it is, trying to make trouble with me!" After a long time, he said to himself with gloomy eyes, "If I let me know, I promise he will regret why he lives in this world!"