Chapter 127: The Problem
In Calradia, the meaning of Skyrim cannot be the edge of the sky, but it can only refer to the mysterious continent called Skyrim Province on the far side of the North Sea. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Although sometimes there are people crossing the North Sea and coming from behind the fog over there, they are reluctant to mention what is happening on that mysterious celestial continent, as if there is an invisible prohibition.
Therefore, even if the Sakya had opened the business of the Glasco family to the Skyrim Continent, there was still no useful information to send back, and it seemed to be another isolated continent, only known that there were also swords, magic, and even dragons.
Now a man from the skyrim appeared alive in Little Wami's room, holding a sharpened wooden horse that was obviously for Little Wami, and he said that he was from that mysterious continent, which was a bit beyond my expectations in any way.
I nodded politely and held out my hand, "Welcome to Calradia...... The world of horseback riding and slashing. (What am I doing with this?)
Tello nodded and said, "Since I came to Calradia, there are two names that I have heard the most, one is Old G, and the other is you, Emmons. I've seen old G, and it's well deserved, but there's a dragonborn there that I don't like, and now that I see you, it doesn't seem to be as three-headed and six-armed as the rumors, but it seems to be a little embarrassed. ”
I looked at my empty right hand and smiled wryly, "That's what you're talking about...... yes, I feel embarrassed too. Have you seen old G? What do you mean by you appearing in front of me now?"
Turroe thought for a moment and said, "I originally wanted to work with you...... If you can be as good as Lao G, it doesn't matter if I am your subordinate, but I'm not used to working with people with disabilities, I'm sorry I speak so straight, if you can show me some ability, I may consider changing my mind. ”
I frowned and moved out of the way: "I don't have the habit of crying and shouting and begging for someone to be my subordinate, if you have this idea, forgive me for not keeping you, maybe the old G side is more suitable for you." ”
Tello clearly didn't expect me to be so direct, and he choked up and looked at me with a dumbfounded gaze, as if he wanted to say something more.
At this time, Vicente's tired voice came from behind me: "My lord, I, I'm coming!"
I nodded, took one last look at Tello, and said, "Okay, I'm busy right now, you don't have anything else to do, just go." With that, I picked up little Wami and turned around and walked towards Vicente.
"Hey, don't be so cold!" exclaimed Tellus, "why don't you show your desire to keep or love talents." ”
I ignored him and snorted.
Vicente walked up to me in a few steps, glanced at Tello behind me, and whispered, "My lord, what is this guy doing?"
I shook my head: "Who knows, some zealous crowd." What's the matter?"
Vicente glanced at Telo again and whispered, "The brothers have arrived, and the dwelling has been decided, these are small things. There are two things I would like to report to you, one is that we have found a large number of prisoners in several dungeons of the Fourth Legion, at least more than 3,000 people, which should have been kidnapped by Stallone earlier, I want to ask you what to do with it?"
I thought about it for a moment and said: " Let's lock it up first, it's too late today, I don't have much time to deal with it, wait for tomorrow to screen it well, let those with criminal records go to work as coolies, I see that there seems to be a blacksmith shop or something in the base; 。 ”
Vicente nodded and said, "Second question, we got news on the way here, Captain Ling Zero has left Nabal and is converging with us, but on their way, there are 10,000 Dorodok troops of Illya, should we take it?"
I was stunned: "Ling Ling left Nabal?"
Vicente said: "It seems that a man named Peter, when he came to Nabar, he said that Old G was coming and asked him not to attack the Rhodok army, so Nabar became suspicious, and Captain Ling Ling didn't dare to take risks, so he broke away." ”
I frowned: "Ling Ling...... Foolish, such a good opportunity! That Peter I know, except for brute force, has no brains, and is not difficult to deal with. It's a pity that now that Ling Ling has left Nabar, a lot of things are like admitting it, after all, although my eldest brother is a little stupid, he is not really stupid...... Fortunately, there is still room for things to turn around, you should find a way to inform Ling Ling, don't rush back first, let him sneak attack a few Rhodoc outposts or small camps as a pirate, it shouldn't be difficult for him. After that, it is possible to retreat in the direction of Djerkhala, but the harassment cannot be stopped. If you can't let Nabar attack Nadok, let Rodok attack Nabar, in short, the chaos in the northwest of Paravon can't be stopped!"
Vicente nodded and turned to leave, but I grabbed him.
"Anything else, sir?" Vicente scratched his head.
I smiled and said, "You know, I'm from the jury, right?"
Vicente's face changed, he nodded, and said in a voice that only I could hear, "I know...... That time, yes. ”
I smiled and said, "Do you want to join the jury?"
Vicente's eyes widened immediately, and then his eyes flashed with enthusiasm and earnestness, and he said excitedly, "I can't ask for it!"
I patted him on the shoulder, smiled and said, "Then, from now on, you are the second-level judge of the jury." Directly bypass the third-level trial envoy. Tomorrow, I'll have the relevant people contact you to get ready. ”
Vicente nodded excitedly, turned and jumped away.
I watched his back as he left, and the corners of my mouth curled unconsciously.
"You don't really plan to let him join the jury, do you?" said Shirley, looking at Vicente's back as she left, thoughtfully.
I smiled and said, "What should I say about you? There are some things that I really can't hide from you." The first time I met him, it was on the eve of the failed siege of Eldeig, and his background was an officer who had broken away from the Swadia army, but he showed no courage and skill that an untrained rookie could do. With so much I've been through in the jury now, I can probably guess something...... It's funny to have a lion's tooth that is still dead. ”
Shirley seemed to want to say something, but I immediately stretched: "I've been tired for so long, I can finally get a good night's sleep, go and rest, don't bother me with anything." ”
Shirley sighed and said, "yes, I won't bother you either." Now that you've joined the Fourth Legion, you shouldn't be in any more danger, and my mission is complete. The High Priest also said just now that he wants me to accompany him around Calradia and look for the night show by the way...... We're leaving tomorrow morning, so do whatever you want. ”
It was as if something had whipped me in my heart, and I almost jumped up: "Looking for a night show?!! This ......"
"That's right...... Shirley lowered her head, "I don't dare tell him about the night show yet, he has been in retreat for twenty years, and he doesn't know how to deal with such a blow...... I just hope to walk with him more and ease his mood, if it really comes to the point where there is no choice, he still knows...... I also hope to ease the pace of the world's destruction. ”
I looked at Shirley, her head bowed, her brows furrowed together, her face unspeakably melancholy, and the scene of the night show in the basement of Uxhall came to my mind again, and I was very depressed. I took a deep breath and looked up to the sky, where the clouds were already heavy, and the wind from nowhere was blowing the torches on the side of the road swaying violently.
"It's going to rain...... "Now, let's hope we'll be prepared before it rains...... "Not prepared!
In the distant palace of the lord of Uxhall, a furious King Harauth smashed a pure gin into the ground, spilling amber wine pulp on the ground.
"I have allocated you more than 10,000,000 dinars a year for the Knights of Glory, and you have given me such an answer? What does it mean to be unprepared, what does it mean to be attacked? Don't you even have such simple common sense as preventing a sneak attack? What kind of soldier should you be, what kind of battle should you fight? Forget it all for me to go home and farm the land!" King Harlaus's long golden hair grew up one by one, like an angry lion.
"I, I, we have sent scouts, but no one could have imagined that that person seemed to be unkillable, he dared to come and rob the camp alone, but there was no reaction at all when he was hit by more than a dozen arrows, and finally led us to an ambush circle...... Who knows, he looks like a refugee, with a broken hand, and there is such a powerful army behind him...... "A middle-aged officer covered in blood and torn armor was kneeling on the ground in a very sad way, and behind him stood two Swadia knights, whose long swords had been drawn, as if waiting for King Haraus's order.
"So your tens of thousands of glorious knights have been wiped out like this, and I have cultivated a waste like you with ten million dinars a year?" Haraus actually laughed, but the hideous tendons protruding from the back of his hand showed the anger in his heart.
“......”
"Look up and look at me. Haraus took a few deep breaths and said coldly. ‘
The officer looked up in horror and nervousness.
Haraus fumbled around his body, fumbled around the table for a while, then roared angrily, kicked the table over, picked up the broken tabletop, and slammed it into the officer's face.
The officer screamed "ah" and stopped moving, but the mad Haraus seemed to be completely unsatisfied, and stepped on the officer's chest, picked up the table leg, and smashed it down like madness, and let out a furious roar like a beast as he smashed.
The two Swadia knights at the officer's side couldn't help but shudder and touch their noses, as if they were being beaten by Haraus.
It didn't take long for the officer to be completely silent, and above his neck was a blur of flesh and blood.
Haraus, dressed like a bull's roar, threw down his broken blood-stained legs, sat down on his throne, and waved his hand at the two knights for a long time. The two knights immediately retreated as if they had been pardoned.
Haraus, who seemed to age twenty years in an instant, muttered a few words, fumbled and shook a golden bell on the armrest of the throne.
Almost at the same time as the bell rang, the door to the next room opened, and in walked in a tall young woman with a somewhat large forehead, but it did not affect the delicacy of the face in the slightest. Her whole body was wrapped in a collar of hard leather armor, but she showed the charm of a mature woman with every gesture and gesture.
As soon as she came, she walked straight to Harlaus's throne, sat on Harlaus's old lap, and kissed Harlaus on the cheek coquettishly.
Harlaus didn't seem to react at all, gently stroking the woman's plump buttocks, but muttering: "It seems that it can really only be like that......"
"What's the matter, my king?" said the woman, burying her head in Harlaus's golden hair, her fingers drawing circles around Haraus's chest.
"Cecilia Zhang. Haraus whispered, "You know, Guanxi Chan is dead." ”
The woman's hand paused, and then continued to draw circles casually, the smile on her face seemed to have no effect at all, she let out an "oh" sound, and said, "My king, don't worry......
But Haraus ignored her completely, and continued to whisper, "Do you know how he died?"
The woman's hands finally trembled uncontrollably. Haraus touched her long hair and said, "He was single-handedly killed by an enemy who broke into the Glory Knights' residence and killed them in front of everyone's eyes, and after that, that person almost destroyed the entire Glory Knights with the power of one person......"
The woman's hand finally froze.
"Or rather, it wasn't his strength alone, but at least the ambush was the only force that could have been because of him...... Heir of the Holy King......" Harlaus's hand stopped, and he did not speak for a long time, as if he was lost in thought.
"My ......?" the woman asked in a low voice after waiting for a long time.