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Gunther is a small town on the border with Kabyr with a population of less than a thousand. As it was the closest human settlement to Vaolet, it was frequented by travelers and mercenaries, and most of the town's inhabitants converted their houses to collect rent in lieu of uncultivable food.

After careful and rigorous inspection, the convoy was able to enter the city. With the exception of the four fighters, who were accustomed to large-scale battles, the others did not relax because they had a relatively safe place to shelter at night, and they had not yet recovered from the afternoon battle, and they were silent even along the way.

There was only the sound of cars rolling out of the streets, it was just dark, there was not a single pedestrian in sight, and every house had its doors and windows closed, and if it weren't for the light coming through, Link would have thought it was an empty city, and his mood was a little heavy because of it, which reminded him of the old town of the river valley.

"Strange ......," Orlando looked around, "Gaunt is the gateway to Kabeir for Vaolet, and it stands to reason that it shouldn't be so deserted." "He didn't take six routes from Cronberg to Vaolet, but he had been here before, and even at night, it was a little more popular than the average village, and not as lifeless as it is now.

Uke also nodded in agreement: "Yes, there were still a lot of mercenaries here when I left last time. ”

"When was the last time you came?" Link suddenly interjected, who rarely spoke in public.

"Hmm...... Half a year ago. Because Valolet can't be refilled, this is a supply place that must be passed through by Route 6. "With the opening of the settlement rights of Vaolet, I believe that Gaunt will be the first town to be affected, and the people here will live by renting and selling supplies." ”

In the past 40 years, many human habits that have lasted for thousands of years since their birth have changed, and the wild has become extremely unsafe and food production has decreased. Exchanges between towns and cities have also decreased, and closed doors have become the most common sight in the villages, and there is a bleak situation everywhere.

Uke had thought that the two-day journey would not be dangerous, after all, he had walked the trade route for many years and had never encountered danger on this route.

It seems that he still has to hire some mercenaries to protect himself, it's not that he doesn't believe in the abilities of rangers and knights. It's still too few people, but fortunately today he encountered an undead with no brains, and only one mage in command (uk didn't know it was a lich yet), what if he encountered more outcast bandits than last night?

So, led by the merchant, the carriage stopped at one of the largest inns in town. Like many medieval inns, the ground floor is both a dining room and a tavern, and the second floor is for guests. It's a lot more lively than it looks. There were almost no empty seats, and all the tables and chairs in the hall were occupied by a variety of guests, but the atmosphere was a little eerie, without the usual noise in taverns, and the occasional conversation was all whispering, giving people an eerie feeling.

Realizing the strange atmosphere, the merchant did not immediately go to the mercenary, but went straight to the bar where the drinks were sold, and got an answer from the bartender with a small tip.

It turns out that there has been a strange incident in Gaunt Town recently. Strictly speaking, it's several. Some of the rented outsiders were now dead in the house. Massive blood loss all over the body, as if bitten by a vampire. But there were militiamen patrolling the town day and night, and there was no deliberate figure in sight, and the dead were not just one family, scattered all over the town, all young men in their prime. In particular, there are mercenaries. The victim has also been exhibited once a month to one every three to five days.

"Strange, why haven't you heard anything like this in Valolet?" Uk had lived in the market for a day and a night, and had never heard of it.

Link and Orlando glanced at each other, there was only one possibility, none of them had reached Valolet. Perhaps they had been killed on the way, and it was the group of undead controlled by the lich, many of whom looked fresh.

"I'm going to stay here and ask for more news, what about you?" For the sake of safety on the road, Uke was very attentive to Link and Orlando, and the two Dawnists were not as good as the Ranger and the Bard.

After Link expressed his dislike for bustling places, Orlando stopped the hostess at the inn and asked her to bring dinner to her room. For the purpose of saving money and taking care of each other, the two of them shared a room. Jafar didn't attract much attention, he looked like an old and weakened wild dog, and even if he was recognized as a wolf, he would be despised because of his rickety size.

"Can we change the caravan?" Link asked the half-elf as he entered.

Orlando, who was dusting the bed, stopped what he was doing, "Are you trying to avoid Doyle?"

"Well, I don't know what to do with him. Link confessed that he was annoyed by Doyle's eyes, and that the dozen or so people he had saved after the encounter with the lich went to squeeze the first two carriages, and the knight and the priest switched seats to them. Even if he closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, he could feel his gaze glued to him all the time, which made Link, who was used to solitude and low-key, very uncomfortable.

And......

"And?"

I said it subconsciously. Forget it, just sue him.

Link told Orlando for another reason why he didn't want to get into too much trouble with Doyle, after all, he was only temporarily borrowing the status of a ranger, and he couldn't change the fact that Melville was dead. No matter how white a lie is, it is not true, love is deep, hatred is deep, Doyle has been fatherless since childhood, and the more he hates Melville now, the more it proves that he once wished for fatherly love and a healthy family.

Orlando: "......"

"Why are you looking at me like that? Am I not right?" Link was slightly annoyed as he looked at the half-elf with a blank expression. I think this way because he also grew up in a similar environment. He didn't want to deliberately play the role of Melville's father for the sake of the mission, no matter what Doyle was thinking now, it would only hurt him.

"It's kind-hearted, it's just ...... It seems to be too late now. Orlando shook his head, "It's no accident that Ovalette can be accurately traced, the followers of Dawn are proficient in prophecy. I also confirmed with Ukke that the two men had gone to the underground passage where Melville and I had been attacked, and then they had taken a detour from Befast to Vaulet, and according to them, from the new capital back to Cronberg, so why go around in such a big circle? They chased Melville all the way, and you will never be able to get rid of him unless you give up using this identity. ”

Link fell silent, if the law of cause and effect is broken by himself, it will not have a backlash effect, but if he voluntarily gives up, Melville's badge will also be invalid, so wouldn't he directly tell the other party that the ranger has already died, and now this is just a pretence?

If he continues to conceal it, he will have to bear and make up for Melville's past of abandoning his wife, and if he chooses to give up, he will have to bear the misunderstanding and hunting. Neither is it a good choice......

Rubbing his eyebrows, Link sat down on his own bed, "I always felt like you were hiding something crucial from me. ”

Orlando, who continued to dust off the bed, stiffened, "Haha, it depends on what you're referring to." ”

[Huh~ How did you show up?] Lorelai, who is rarely interested in these trivial matters, couldn't help but ask in Link's consciousness, [Don't tell me sù I'm intuitive. 】

Of course not. This guy is cunning like a ghost, except for some knowledge, the rest of the words are mixed truths and falsehoods. 】

I'm interested in how you see through it. Lorelei became interested, and she rarely took the initiative to communicate with Link on topics other than spells and gods.

[Because I often lie, even people who take lies as a habit will still show flaws.] Orlando deliberately disguised himself as sleek and cunning, so that when he was stern, people would often think that he was telling the truth, but in fact it was the opposite, and that was when he lied. Link's answer surprised both Lorelei and Jafar, as Orlando had followed Link as an ally and helper, and had not done anything dangerous to him, so neither of them noticed.

[What an accident, I didn't expect the half-elf to be a liar with many lies, so it's also false to say that he wants to see the change of the times?] Since confirming the failure of the seizure of the body, Lorelei has bet all her hopes on Link, and she does not want to see Link fail against Hicks.

[That is not necessarily a lie, he did mean it when he said it, I could feel it in his eyes. Maybe it's because he's lived too long, maybe it's because of some secret that can't be said, but though he's a liar full of lies, he doesn't lie about the purpose of following me. Since Link was constantly around, Orlando didn't realize that his habitual stay at the moment was actually communicating with Lorelei in his consciousness.

After waiting for a long time and not seeing Link's next words, Orlando was too happy to ask questions, and left on the pretext of urging dinner.

"Buckle!" the knock brought Linkla back to reality, and he got up to open the door, unexpectedly finding himself in the trouble he had avoided, it was Doyle, and he stood outside the door with a displeased face.

"I'm going to talk to you. ”

"......" Link's reply was to close the door directly, expecting him to have such a reaction, Doyle held the door, forced his way in with the strength of his muscles, and scolded Link for being nosy, he was fully capable of protecting himself.

Hearing that he had knocked Doyle away during the afternoon battle with the Lich, Link grimaced and looked elsewhere.

It's okay not to mention it, but when I mention this, my already irritable mood is even more chaotic. (To be continued......)

ps: The scum author is coming to talk nonsense again......

My previous novels were only about 8o~15o thousand words, and this one was going to write a little more, plus I wanted to change the way I described it, so I refined some dialogues that never took too many words to describe before. Of course, the scene is still very unrealistic, this is a problem of its own cultural level, and I am struggling with how to improve it......

I want to ask if this pace feels too slow, and if so, I will cut out some of the dialogue that doesn't really promote the plot. Also, do you think the plot is too bland?