readx;? In an alley away from the crowds, Ian leaned against a dark corner and watched the silver-white procession pass by. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info It wasn't until the convoy disappeared from sight that he turned around and silently disappeared into the deserted alleyway.

The cardinal archbishop came.

For others in the North, it may be thought that God's glory is finally about to be sown in this barren land. However, for him, who already knew the truth, this meant that the hands of disillusionment had begun to be reversed.

In the past few days, he has traveled to a lot of places, not only revealing the information of the Demon Tide to the people he knows, but also warning the upper echelons of the Northern Regions as much as possible through Lady Amanda. However, his efforts have had little effect.

After all, Lady Amanda is only a warden, not a legion leader in the Northern Regions. She may be able to admonish and warn, but she can't command an army after all. What's more, since the Northern Regions Council, although the rest of the nobles have not pointed out this lady who used their private power to search Count Bell's mansion, they have been extremely wary of it secretly.

It's not that they don't really believe in the news of the Demon Tide at all, but because the patrol team outside the giant wall has not heard any alarm, so they are suspicious and lucky, thinking that even if the Demon Tide breaks out, they can drag it out with that giant wall and wait until the arrival of the Lord of the Firmament. In their opinion, as long as this supreme power can be here, then both the Demon Tide and the troubles of Assharis will be solved, and they don't need to worry about it at all.

Ian naturally scoffed at this.

Why didn't the overseas exploration team send an alarm?

Of course, they won't sound the alarm! These noble sons and daughters who are accustomed to walking their horses under the huge walls may not be able to see far from the sentinels on the city walls. And when the sentinels can see the magic tide, where else do they need to pass on any alarms?

Harris was right, it was too late. Even if the upper echelons of the Northern Regions are now convinced that the demon tide is coming, there is no time to organize battle preparations and call for reinforcements. And when they really believe the news, they may not really make the above moves, and they may have fled overnight

So now, there is very little he can do.

Thinking so, Ian laughed to himself, quickened his pace slightly, and returned home by noon. And as soon as he arrived at the door, he found a neat carriage parked there. He pushed open the door and went up to the second floor, where he found Yelena and Harris sorting things out, turning them out and putting them in their suitcases.

Since learning the news of the Demon Tide, they have also made preparations to escape. In fact, if it hadn't been for the days that Elena had spent convincing the people in the Balance Society to leave, they would have been on their way to Rusbell, and might even have been there.

"Ian, are you back?" Elena sensed his arrival, turned her head and smiled and asked, "How's it going out there?"

"The cardinal archbishop of the Most High Church has arrived. Ian said casually, and a middle-aged gentleman understood what he meant: "Supposedly they should have arrived, I really thought they weren't coming." ”

"But seriously, we've got to hurry. Harris pressed the pile of clothes hard, then closed the box with difficulty, and said in a happy tone, "Blessing to the gods, there are almost no people in the northern region who have traveled far from the city recently, so I hired a carriage for eighty percent of the usual price." We're not going to go tomorrow morning, we'll leave as soon as we're done!"

"You said the same thing as my friend. Ian chuckled and stepped forward to help. In fact, at this very moment, the employees of the Platinum Chamber of Commerce are doing the same thing as them. A few days ago, Ian had already informed Alvin of the news of the Demon Tide, and at that time, the friend replied: "I'll go and tidy up my things right away, and I'll leave as soon as I'm done!"

This blonde boy is more self-aware than anyone else, he knows that when the demon tide breaks out, a powerless businessman like him will actually have no point in staying here except for his life, and he will become a burden to Ian's actions, so his answer is extremely decisive, and he doesn't care about the "friendship" with Ian at all.

To be honest, although Ian had the intention of persuading him to leave from the beginning, when the bastard replied directly, even if Ian knew the other party's thoughts, at that time, Ian really had the idea of beating him.

But fortunately, this bastard is "duplicity" after all. Although the others decided to leave, they left behind most of the medicine, food, clothing, etc. in the Chamber of Commerce, and Ian handed them over to Ms. Amanda to deal with. If the Northern Regions can survive the initial onslaught of the Demon Tide, then these supplies may save many lives.

A carriage was also prepared in Ms. Amanda's mansion, but it was her nephew, Aurora, and Aunt Susan who were loaded onto it. They will depart tomorrow morning, first to Rusbel, where they will drop off Aurora, and then the carriage will be diverted to the imperial capital of Arig.

As for Ms. Amanda herself?

Ian didn't say a word of advice to her.

At such a moment, there are those who are destined not and cannot leave. Like that lady, like a certain capable little girl, like Fei'er, like himself

So as dusk approached, and Harris motioned for him to take Phil out and prepare to leave, he stopped where he was, raised his head, and said to the two men with suspicious faces, "I want to try." ”

"Ian?" Elena let out a soft snort, and Harris frowned, "Boy, this joke isn't funny. ”

"Because it's not a joke. Ian shook his head, then said firmly, "I want to see if I can defend the Northern Regions." ”

"Who do you think you are?" Harris sneered, "Isn't the Sword Saint amazing, he didn't even see what the Demon Tide was like, so he thought he could turn the tide on his own?"

"I've seen the Devil's Tide. Ian looked him in the eye, "I used to practice in the depths of the Purgatory Wasteland, and I know what that Black Sea is like, and of course I know that in that sea, I can't even splash a little wave, but even so, I still want to try." ”

Harris and Elena were slightly stunned, they could see from Ian's gaze that he was not lying, he had indeed seen the so-called demon tide, but they still couldn't agree with him. The situation in the Northern Regions was rotten, and Harris didn't think they would survive the initial wave.

"You're probably going to die!" he looked straight at Ian, his gaze sharper than ever. However, just as Ian was about to contradict him, a slightly hoarse voice rang out behind him: "He's not going to die." ”

"Fei'er?" Hearing this familiar voice, Ian quickly turned around. There, the pale-faced girl was leaning against the wall, standing quietly: "I won't let him die." (To be continued.) )