Didn't you say it sooner?" I glared at Mo Cha fiercely and ran around the city. So everyone saw a young man with a bit of temperament running around the city regardless of his image, and his expression was as if there was a fire in his house. My beautiful image was ruined.

When I rushed out of the city, I felt that I couldn't open my eyes, as if I saw the dazzling stars in the sky.

Countless men stood in front of the city gates, and the horsemen were all on horseback, wearing crimson armor and silver-white gauntlets, each carrying a spear longer than theirs. The infantrymen were dressed in the same attire, except with a giant sword in their hands, something that ordinary people could wield. As for the crossbowmen, each of them has a heavy crossbow in their hands and wears a pot helmet, which shines in the scorching sun, making you feel as if you are standing in front of the sun, and you can't open your eyes or breathe in fear.

Sure enough, Svadia's army is not an ordinary army, and my army is like a militia in the countryside compared to what is in front of me!

At the top of the list is the king of Svadia, the ruler of the name, King Haraus! At first glance he looks like he is about to be in his 50s, and the years have carved wrinkles on his face. However, even the passage of time has not taken away his majesty. He wasn't tall, but he looked down on everyone. He was the only one in this army who was dressed in silver-white armor and shone like the sun. The Swadia lion is about to show his strength again.

I couldn't help but sigh for Kujitt, now they are going to be unlucky again. Saga Khan must have sent an emissary to ask for peace by now.

But none of this is my business, politics is too sinister for me to play, so I'd better be my messenger with peace of mind.

King Haraus narrowed his eyes slightly, "I've heard of you, Resarit. Your fame is coming faster than your people! Maybe we should have a good fight in the arena to see who is braver!"

I'm in a cold sweat, what is this?

King Harauth frowned: "If you have anything, just say it quickly, don't delay me from leading the army to fight." ”

I took a deep breath and knelt down on one knee: "King, I have been commissioned by Count Chanda Arassis to deliver the Count's handwritten letter. As I spoke, I respectfully took out the letter from my bosom and handed it to the messenger beside me. The messenger hurried a few steps and held the letter in both hands.

Mr. Ha took the letter with a suspicious expression, tore open the seal, and pulled out the letterhead. I looked up and watched King Harlaus's expression change. However, he had no expression, not even a look of surprise, as expressionless as a statue. I can't help but admire the psychological qualities of King Haraus, a king is a king, and it is really extraordinary.

King Harauth read the last word and returned the letter to me: "The Dark Order? You earl should focus on his poor town and not on something inconsequential. ”

"But, this ......," I was about to say a few more words, and King Harauth had already turned his horse's head: "Warriors, go!

All of a sudden, the crowd began to surge, and the sound of thousands of horses galloping was like thunder, and I couldn't open my eyes from the reflected sunlight. King Harauth had long since melted into the crowd and was gone. In a few moments, the huge army vanished as if it were no longer there, leaving only billowing clouds of smoke to prove that they had just left.

I sighed helplessly, feeling that I had failed to do so, that neither king cared about the dark. If there is no way to unite as one, can the Darkness be defeated?

I wilted and stood up and threw away the letter in my hand. Although my mission is only to deliver letters, I have always hoped to win some allies on my own. But now it seems that they did not care at all about a messenger from the backwoods.

"Mr. Emissary, please stay. "I was just about to go back to town when a voice stopped me. He is an academic-looking person, wearing a sleeveless shirt, a pair of nomadic boots, and a felt hat, how he looks like a person from the lower class.

I turned my head a little confused: "Uh, may I ask who you are?"

The scholar waved his hand: "My name is Tangier, and I am the chief advisor to King Haraus, and I am very interested in the Dark Order you mentioned. ”

"Really?" I grabbed him with a twinkle in my eyes, "You're interested in darkness?"

Tangier smiled: "Yes, I also know some things about the dark. The king told me what was in the letter, so I came to you to find out more about the situation. So did you really meet the dark ones?"

I nodded, "Yes, but they're still a rabble and don't pose a threat for the time being, but it's hard to say what will become of them in the future." ”

Tangier sighed: "It's exactly the same as before." ”

"What exactly is the same?" I asked curiously.

Tangier took a deep breath: "It was the same when the dark invaded two hundred years ago, when the countries were fighting each other, they didn't pay attention to the darkness at all. In the beginning, they were only pilgrims, and their bad deeds were limited to robbing peasants. But gradually, some more powerful troops appeared, similar to those of the pirates. At last the kings were alert, but it was too late. Medius launched a lightning attack, and within a month, all parts of the country fell, and finally Medius conquered the continent and ascended to the throne. It is a dark history, which most people do not know, because it is the equivalent of the black history of kings, and it recounts the great mistakes made by kings. ”

My scalp tingled as I listened: "Do you mean that the power of darkness will soon become stronger?"

Tangier shook his head: "I don't know much about this, I only know so much about darkness. But I know a person who has a deep understanding of the Dark, and he has even restored the chronology of the Darkness's invasion of the continent. ”

I'm starting to get excited, maybe if we find this person, we will know more about the darkness, and we can take precautions: "So, what's the name of this person you are talking about? Where does he live now?"

Tangier smiled: "He's a university scholar named Trapp, who lives in Azgod, and you should be able to get some help from him." ”

"Thank you so much!" I grabbed his hand warmly, "Would you like to stay for a drink?"

Tangier politely rejected me: "I want to too, but the front line can't do without me, and I still have to give advice to King Harlaus." Then say goodbye, Ressarit. Good luck and hope we'll see each other again in the future!"

I waved at him, "Thank you, and good luck!"

Later in the evening, we set out on our journey to Azgode. Due to the exhaustion of the journey, I only brought veteran cadres like Wiggins and tigers like Kradus to visit Trapp. Also, if I brought that many soldiers over, I would probably be treated as an enemy.

In the distance, I saw the village. At first glance, the village looks dilapidated, the livestock have not been fed for a long time, the ground is overgrown with weeds, and the residents are yellow-skinned and have either died of illness or gone out to find work. The cattle and sheep are sick and sick, and they can't lift their spirits. The crops were growing crookedly, and the bones of animals and people were everywhere on the ground. It's clear that this is a war-torn village. I couldn't help but sigh in the face of such a sight.

"Boss, what happened up front?" As a marksman, Ryan made full use of his strengths, and at a glance saw that there seemed to be an argument at the village gate.

"Let's see!" I waved my whip and led the people to the village gate. Where, a dozen Swadiya infantrymen with weapons in their hands stared at the villagers. The leader seemed to be talking to the village chief, and his attitude was aggressive, because the village chief rolled up his sleeves from time to time to wipe the sweat on his face.

Wiggins said nonchalantly, "Probably taxes or something, which happened a lot when I was working under Eden. The villagers didn't want to pay taxes, so they sent troops. It's no wonder, looking at the dilapidated nature of the village, they certainly don't have the money to pay taxes. ”

I turned to Wiggins with interest, "Have you ever experienced something like this?"

Wiggins gushed, spitting stars, "I've heard people say that once Lord Eden sent someone to collect taxes, and that man was beaten by angry villagers and his nose and face were swollen. Naturally, Lord Eden then mobilized his army to suppress the rebellion, then seized all those who led the way and hanged them in the same way that the pirates were executed. In fact, in order to continue the war, the army spent a lot of money, but the army was only for the benefit of the lord, which made the village long unprotected and often looted by the enemy, so they were actually very miserable. ”

"So......" I somewhat understood, looking at the soldiers. Everyone slowly approached and listened intently to their conversation.

At the moment, it was obvious that the soldiers had the upper hand, and the village chief kept wiping the sweat from his hands: "My lord, we really don't have the money to pay taxes, and besides, didn't we just pay taxes last time?"

The soldier's eyes glared: "Last time it was with Nord, this time it was with Kujit." No money, cattle, sheep, and wheat can all be used to pay taxes!"

The village chief was very embarrassed: "The harvest is not good these days, the crops can't grow, and the rest of it has to be used as seeds, and we really don't have anything to pay taxes." ”

The soldier waved his sword in his hand with some annoyance: "What do you say? We are fighting bloody battles on the battlefield desperately, and you are going to wait and see? If it weren't for us, you would have fallen into the hands of the enemy! We have been protecting you, and you are going to be ungrateful? The soldiers are fighting bloody battles on the front line, and you are going to make them hungry?"

The village chief cowered and said, "With all due respect, my lord, you are protecting the lord's castle, not our interests. ”

I chuckled in my heart, and my heart said badly, the village chief, you are going to be killed if you say this!

The soldier was furious for a moment: "Brothers, he actually said that about us! Find a rope and hang him!"

The village chief's face turned to ashes for a moment, as if he had suddenly changed from a human to a ghost. He couldn't help but fall to his knees, his mouth was full of words, and his legs trembled like chaff: "My lord, please have mercy on us, we really don't have anything to pay taxes!"

The soldier ignored him at all: "Brothers, find a rope, all those who don't pay taxes, you will end up like this old man!"

The village chief raised his hands to the sky and pleaded bitterly, but the soldiers ignored him. Seeing that the rope was about to be put around the village chief's dead branch-like neck, I couldn't help it, and stood up and yelled: "Put down that old man!"

At this moment, I finally felt a little heroic.

The soldier turned his head and stared at me viciously: "Outsiders don't be nosy, or I'll hang you!"

My blood suddenly welled up in my head: "Ha, you want to hang me, then you have to ask my sword if you agree!" With that, I pulled out my sword, and pointed it straight at his throat.

"Hey, don't be impulsive!" Mocha jumped up and stood between me and the leader, and stopped me with open arms. The atmosphere in the air suddenly became tense, reaching the level of saber rattling.

"Stop, this man is mine!" Suddenly, a very majestic voice came from the side, not loud but terrifying.

I turned my head to look and just happened to see this guy, the sun was behind him, which made me unable to see his face clearly. He wears a leather-sleeved shirt and rides a brown-black hunting horse. He frowned, looked at me with displeasure, his expression as if he were looking at a beggar, and his eyes were full of disgust.

It seems that the person who came was not good and wanted to trouble me. I clenched the sword in my hand and secretly cheered myself up, it was time to show my leadership style!

But why did they all look at me like that? Kradus and Mark looked at me in disbelief, and their eyes were full of doubt. Wiggins, Ryan, Yoda, and Jager all had treacherous expressions of "I understand", what do they know? As for Jamila, she lowered her head and played with the corners of her clothes, and I couldn't see her face, only that it seemed gloomy and terrible. It's really strange, why did they become like this?

I really don't understand this group of people. I turned my head and continued to stare at the soldier with a very strong look, and he seemed to be unhappy: "Hey, where did you come from?

Anger immediately appeared on the man's face: "I'm in charge of his business!" With that, he rode his horse and galloped in front of the soldier. The others also drew their weapons when they saw that the situation was not good, and I couldn't help but sweat for that person.

Suddenly, something very strange happened.

Like hellfire, a purple mass suddenly appeared around the man, enveloping him in the middle, burning fiercely. I could even smell the weeds being burnt. Before the leading soldier could react, the man slammed into him, and purple flames instantly surrounded it. The soldier immediately dropped his sword and lay on the ground, rolling and wailing to extinguish the flames. However, no matter how he rolled, the purple flames seemed to wrap around him as if they had fixed him. Gradually, the soldier stopped moving, and the familiar smell of roasted meat filled the air.

I almost bit my tongue, Wiggins nearly dislocated his jaw, and Kradus was dumbfounded. As the three most combat-ready people in the team (Mark's ability is not clear yet, let's put it this way), this kind of fighting method is simply unheard of, beyond the cognitive ability of ordinary people! He can actually kill the enemy without a sword or a bow! Who is this man, why does he have such a strong ability? Why did he find me? A series of questions crossed my mind, and I couldn't help but shiver, and a little chill appeared in my back.

The rest of the soldiers reacted, but it was too late. Just as I was about to stop the man, he had already killed all the soldiers. The wailing was incessant, and it made me feel irritable.

The man looked down at them, without a hint of expression on his majestic face. This man may be too good at disguise, or he may be a murderous guy who doesn't blink, a demon of hell.

I said to him a little angrily, "Hey, you don't have to kill them all! they are human after all, it's enough to scare them, there's no need to be serious, right?"

The man snorted through his nose: "These brutes, death is the best punishment for them. Why do you want me Finreal to do it himself, what are you and your men going to eat?"

I suppressed my dissatisfaction: "My men and I don't want to get into trouble, you will be in danger in this country in less than three days! Besides, you shouldn't kill them all, how can they change their minds if you don't give them a chance to repent?"

Finreal seemed to be a little angry: "You guys are really stupid! People like them are more than innocent of death, and you still help them speak, it's simply hopeless! Do you think there is any tolerance and mercy in the world? Tell you, the rules of this world are violence, and people who are not strong enough are not qualified to call the shots!"

I shook my head, disagreeing with him. Violence is important, but it doesn't have to be used if people are submissive. For example, Count Arassis, who relied on his own way of ruling to bring all the free forces around him, and had nothing to do with violence.

Finreal turned his horse's head: "Someone like you has sent me to kill you, in my opinion, you are simply a little worm, vulnerable." ”

I had a little suspicion that I had misheard: "What did you say? Say it again! Who sent you? And who wanted to kill me?"

By this time Finreal had already gone away, and the wind brought his answer: "I can't say that, but you will sink in the torrent of history anyway, and I won't need to kill you personally." ”

I stood there and looked at his back with mixed feelings. The torrent of history? Are you a demon or a poet? I thought to myself, and I was a little more afraid of Finreal. I always feel that there is a bigger force behind him.

The village chief next to him was stunned when he heard this, but when he saw the corpses all over the ground, he immediately reacted and beckoned the young men in the village to prepare to dig a pit and bury them. There were only a dozen people in total, lying there in all directions, lifeless and motionless, all turned into roasted meat.

I suddenly patted my head and remembered the purpose of this trip: "By the way, village chief, do you have a person named Trapp here?"

The village chief looked up, "Trapp, are you looking for Trapp?"

I smiled all over my face: "Yes, village chief, we are looking for him." Excuse me, is he at home now, is it convenient to visit?"

The village chief nodded with some confusion: "You can go whenever you want, but don't you know?"

On the contrary, I was a little confused: "Village chief, I don't quite understand what you mean, can you say it more clearly? What do we not know, what do we not know?"

The village chief looked at us with a surprised expression: "It turns out that you don't know about this yet? It's no wonder, this place is too remote, and there are not many people in normal times." Let me tell you, Trapp, the scholar, died two months ago, and the house was burned to the ground, leaving nothing behind. ”

I froze: "How can this be? Village chief, do you know how the fire started?"

The village chief shook his head slowly: "Well, I don't know very well. But that day, the fire was really big, and there were so many weeds that the whole village was almost burned down. ”

Two months ago, it seems that it was the end of the war between Svadia and the Nords, could it be that the Nords did it? No, no, the lords would not have burned the village in such a subtle way, they could have gone to the center of the village with great power, looted all the belongings, and then arrested everyone and sold them as slaves to make a fortune from the war.

So who did it? I thought to myself, frowning. The village chief next to me saw that something was not quite right, and said tremblingly, "Uh, what is the matter with you looking for Trapp?"

I immediately came back to my senses: "Oh, it's not a big deal, I just want to ask him to translate a few books from other continents." So be it, since I can't see him here, I'd better go. That's right, Manid, Manid!"

Manid immediately walked over in a hurry: "Boss, what do you want me to do?"

"Go and count our food, and give them as seed as much wheat, and we should have some money in our purse bags, and give it to them. ”

Manid patted his chest: "Don't worry, it's on me!"

As the sun slowly sank in the west, our group walked in the afterglow of the setting sun and quickened our pace towards Parabun. On the way, Mo Cha looked at me with some confusion: "Boss, what is that Tangier, why do you want to see a dead man?

I shook my head a little confused: "I don't understand what he meant by doing this. Perhaps, as the village chief said, it was too remote, and although remoteness was just enough for a scholar to meet his need for purity, it was difficult to send any news from there or get there. But I didn't know for two months, and this is really suspicious. ”

Yoda interjected on the side and said, "yes, yes, and that Finreal, that move is really powerful, directly turning people into barbecue!"

At this time, Manid exclaimed, "Roast! Yes, I see! Boss, don't you think Finrier's killing style is very similar to some people?"

I didn't turn my mind around: "I don't think so, who do you think you are like?"

Manid's next words were like a thunderclap: "Like a dark pilgrim burning at the stake!"

For a moment we were all stunned, no one spoke, and the horses ran with us, not noticing that we were going in the wrong direction.

At this time, I also remembered one thing, the name Trapp gave me a bad premonition from the beginning, I don't understand how this premonition came from, but just now I finally figured it out.

Trapp ...... Isn't that ......!!!