The gates of Uxhall were locked, and the guards on the walls were at least five times as strong as usual. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Within ten miles of the great city of Uxhall, at least a hundred makeshift watchtowers were built in eight directions, these watchtowers were built of solid fir and pine wood, thatched roofs, the top floor, nearly seven or eight meters high, was a small space that could only accommodate five soldiers, and a stove was installed on the top of each watchtower, which contained air-dried cow dung, and once the situation was discovered, it was immediately lit and released wolf smoke, and other watchtowers a mile away would see it, and the wolf smoke warning would also be lit.

All of this has undoubtedly shown the Svadian civilians of the central continent of Karadia that war has been ignited on their soil!

Wars, to the civilians who passed through the depths of Svadia, used to be just words on paper and an excuse for the annual lord to demand taxes, but now, they really happened, the villages turned into a sea of fire, the fields became the Shura fields, and the families of strong men were forcibly recruited and sent to the battlefield with no result.

"This is really a troubled time...... "Old G looked up at the high city gate and couldn't help but sigh.

"You're wrong, young man. An old man, who was also waiting in a line to enter the city, sat on a high pile of wheat pulled by a mule cart, and while drinking bad wine made from an unknown one, he said: "Calradia has long been in trouble, and since the disappearance of the old man of the Holy King Leon thirty years ago, Calradia has been mired in thirty years of constant war and strife. My old man was fortunate not to die, but my three brothers saw me in my dreams every night. They said, 'Brother, are you okay now, are you still peaceful over there?' and I said, 'No, brother, it's not much different from yours here.'......"

Old G smiled politely, turned his head to look at the solid huge gate of Uxhall, and muttered, "Troubled times...... When will the troubled times end?"

"There is no rest!" said the old man, laughing, and gesturing to the guards at the gate in front of him who were checking the luggage of the entrants, just as a sergeant recklessly pulled out a fine velvet from a caravan of caravans, and threw it into the sentry. The old man said, "As long as those fellows can stand at the gates of this city, the troubled times in Calradia will not stop." Uncle, I can see through, the good times of thirty years ago are long gone, and now, hehe, die early......" said as he said, picking up the wine bag again and pouring it up.

Old G shook his head with a wry smile, and nodded again: "Troubled times......"

Old G's emotion was not over yet, at the location of the city gate, the dragon pushed the flow of people through: "Old G, OK, let's go in." ”

"What did you do? Could it be a threat to kill his whole family if he doesn't let us in?"

"What are you kidding. The dragon pouted disdainfully, "I met their gate guard chief last time in Uxhall, and this time I saw that guy was still there, so I just had to say hello." Let's go, it's time to close the gates when it's too late, and now Uxhall is only open for two hours a day, and these guys have been standing in line here for three days. ”

Old G glanced back at the old man, who was looking at him with a dead gray gaze. Old G thought for a while and said, "Uncle, will you go in with us?"

The old man shook his head, the chrysanthemum-like wrinkles on his face became more dense now, and he smiled bitterly and said, "Don't dare to be, I'm an old man, don't dare to enjoy such an honor, you can go by yourself, hehe." ”

Old G sighed, stepped on his horse, and squeezed through the crowd with the dragon, and entered the city through a side gate.

The old man sighed softly and said in an undetectable voice, "...... When will Calradia be without people like you, then it will be considered peaceful, right?"

After entering the city, the dragon was as familiar as his own home, first took Old G to walk around the city as if he were sightseeing, and then took Old G to see the tavern where he had fought against the dryer before, and the inn where Emmons stayed.

"Who, that little guy, come here. Old G jumped off his horse and said strangely.

"Uh, huh?" the little guy raised his head, and was suddenly stunned, and the flattering expression that he had just squeezed out suddenly froze on his face.

"What's the matter? Did anyone smash the field?" A woman in a dirty peasant outfit pushed open the door and walked out with a crisp female voice, "Ah...... You, why are you here!"

Old G was dumbfounded, and along with the dragon next to him, his jaw almost fell on the instep of his foot.

"No, no, no, hallucination!" Old G rubbed his face, "Dryer, Longxi!, why are you two here...... What are you doing?"

The little guy leading the horse turned out to be a dryer, the infantry coach of the Chanda City Defense Army, and the old subordinate of Lao G;

"Excuse me, just kidding, I thought you were dead, and I said that I would take a month's leave and not lose contact, and then you would play the world evaporation! I invited the dragon to follow you, and you actually managed to get rid of him, what kind of farmhouse did you play here?! You, you are kidding!" Old G jumped to his feet and scolded, looking ungraceful.

The dryer smiled awkwardly, straightened his unkempt hair, and said: "This, in fact, is also an accident, you look at the one-month vacation you gave, isn't it only two-thirds of the way through now, and I haven't played the world evaporation, you look at this hotel that we have plated, since the matter of Emmons, I have taken down here, and the turnover here is thirty percent higher than before, plus I fired those waiters who don't use dry food, relying on me and Longxi, I can net more than 1,600 dinars every day!" That's a lot more than the 10,000 dinars you promised me, and I'm wondering if I should just quit my job and start a business...... Hey, there's something to say, what are you doing with your sword, hey, calm down, help......"

Old G cleared his throat: "So, continue the topic we just had, you two, how long do you plan to experience the farmhouse here?"

The dryer rubbed the corners of his swollen mouth and said vaguely: "But, even if you want me to put down this business, you have to wait for me to find an agent who can help me take over or something...... Ah, hey, I'm okay to talk about it, don't do it, you fight back like this again, calm down, help......"

Old G rubbed his hands and said, "Longxi, you are much more mature than this guy from the dryer, what do you say?"

Long Xi's hand kept holding a dirty rag and twisted it non-stop, and suddenly lifted the rag and threw it on the dryer's face: "All day long is to make money and make money, the old lady is fed up, have you considered my feelings, say anything after getting married, listen to me, the old lady wants new clothes, want a new hairstyle, but you will ask the old lady to cook vegetables, and the nine cows can't pull back you, the money fan, the old lady is fed up! Today, the old lady is talking here, if you have to make this broken shop, the old lady will divorce you! You can do it yourself!"

After saying that, Long Xi didn't look at the dumbfounded old G and the others, turned his head and rushed into the store, and didn't forget to bring the door of the store to the sound.

The dryer looked at the door of the store that was crumbling by Longxi with tears on his face, and whispered: "She wasn't like this before......"

Old G looked at the direction Long Xi left weirdly, and wiped his sweat: "I said dryer, after a woman gets married, she will become a demon, you kid is counted, cough cough, it is a wake-up call for us." ”

After making a fuss for a while, the smile on Old G's face gradually solidified, he looked at the dryer's shop, and said, "Dryer, equip your armor and weapons, let's go meet Harlaus, there are some things that need to be clarified with him in person." ”

Uxhall, Halaus Residence.

King Haraus, with his blond hair and lion-like hair, sat quietly at the long table, reading a roll of parchment in his hand, the expression on his face was indistinguishable from anger or confusion.

"Where did this come from?" said Haraus's hand, trembling slightly.

Standing in front of him was a gorgeous young woman in a military uniform, and under her slender eyebrows were a pair of charming eyes full of devilish charm. She said softly, "It was sent by a falcon yesterday afternoon, and I have never seen a falcon trained as a means of communication." ”

"Are you sure it's for Ruth?" said Haraus's voice, a little hoarse.

"When we caught this falcon, it was in Ruth's room, and animals don't lie. "Woman and ami airway. "That'...... Where's Ruth? where is she now?" Harlaus slowly put down the parchment, and his whole body seemed to be ten years old.

The woman waved her hand, and a woman covered in bruises was escorted up by two guards, and her delicate and bewitching face had been whipped with a leather whip, and a hideous whip mark crossed her cheek from top left to bottom right, and it could be seen that the torturer must have hated this face.

That's Ruth.

Harlaus's hand trembled for no reason, and he said quietly, "Why? Why did you betray me?"

Ruth seemed to have suffered a lot, and her whole body seemed to have been sucked out of her bones, leaning softly on the arms of the two guards, and smiled miserably: "I have never betrayed you......"

A flash of anticipation flashed in Haraus's eyes, and he reached for the parchment on the table.

But Ruth then said, "...... For I have never been loyal to you. ”

Harlaus's hand froze in mid-air, but in the end he still picked up the parchment with difficulty and put it in front of Ruth, his voice became cold: "Is it true that it says that you want to contact Acrylic, cause trouble in the hinterland of Uxhall, and blame the Light Alliance? Who are you working for?"

Ruth smiled and gasped, as if she was about to die.

The woman suddenly stretched out her hand, pinched Ruth's cheeks like iron pincers, and shook it hard, Ruth's chin was dislocated, and a black medicine bag the size of a small fingernail fell out.

The woman picked up the medicine sachet, put it under her nose and sniffed it, and said, "Aconitum grass, a hundredfold dose of refinement, is the Dark Order. ”

Haraus's eyes were full of compassion, he sighed heavily, and waved his hand: "Take it down, watch it, don't let her die......"

The two guards set up Ruth, who was whining and screaming, and was about to drag her out.

"And ......," Haraus suddenly spoke again, "I know how you usually deal with female prisoners, this woman is very special, you ...... Stop bullying her. ”

One of the two guards visibly shuddered, a drop of cold sweat dripping down his cheek, and they answered the promise and lifted Ruth up and quickly retreated.

Haraus closed his eyes and leaned feebly back in his soft chair, the Swadia lion looked much more tired and old. The flamboyant woman immediately stood behind Harlaus, and a pair of white hands rubbed gently on both of Harlaus's temples.

It's just that the tips of the two fingers seem to have a cold edge flashing away.

"Cecilia?" Haraus, ...... suddenly, "hasn't Gaon been contacted yet?"

The woman shook her head: "Not yet, I went to the blacksmith shop, but found that there was no one inside, I heard that the blacksmith shop has been closed for more than a week." Strange to say, many shops in the city have been closed recently, and it is not convenient to buy anything. ”

Harlaus's eyes snapped open, and for the first time, a hint of fear flashed in the eyes of the man who had always been tough, and no one else could understand.

"What do you mean? That blacksmith shop is closed? and many of the shops that have been established are closed?" said Harlaus, getting up from his seat and turning to look at Cecilia Zhang.

At this time, Cecilia Zhang was obviously aware of Harlaus's expression, the lion's eyes were bloodshot at the moment, and a look of fear that had never appeared on his face actually climbed up his cheeks. She was also a little flustered, nodded and said, "That's right, that's the case, I also specifically asked the neighbors around me......"

Harlaus kicked down the chair he was sitting in, and swept the papers, candlesticks, and other objects on the long table to the ground, snorting and panting like an angry bull.

"Gaang, you actually didn't keep your promise!Holy Sword Knights, are you out of the mountain again...... What the hell are you trying to do?" Haraus clenched his fists.

At this moment, there were several dry knocks at the door.

"I said don't bother me!" Harause roared.

The knock on the door paused for a moment, and then, a man's calm voice came: "Old G, the leader of the Bright Alliance, bring the dryer, the acting deacon of the Zowug mercenary group, and meet His Majesty Harlaus." ”

"What are you kidding, you say?!" Haraus kicked the table aside in a fit of rage, "what kind of bullshit did you Bright Alliance to undeclare war on us first, killed so many of my people, took so much of my land, and now that you're full, you fucking say you won't fight?" What are you kidding, the man who killed me back and spit out the land that took me!"

Old G dusted off the saliva sprayed on the armor on his chest, and said with a wry smile: "Your Majesty King Haraus, I think you may have misunderstood us a little, we only recently arrived in this area, and the previous battles in the Parabun region had nothing to do with us, as for the Knights of Glory, uh, it was purely provoked by someone's conspiracy, and his purpose was to hope that we would both lose and lose, and then he could take advantage." ”