Chapter III

After a pleasant morning in Keane City, and after lunch, Sui Xiong set off for the Viscount of Zamat. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He had no intention of meeting with Keane, nor did he have the idea of meeting the believers—it was a bit awkward to do such things in his current capacity. "Masquerade Oscar" is not suitable for meddling in such trivial matters, while "Holy Spirit Creek Keane" is suitable for meddling, but it is harmful to come forward.

Over the years, his help to Keane has stayed at a "friendly" level, except for secretly helping Anna, Stephen and Romon each prepare some life-saving hole cards, there is nothing noticeable on the surface. In terms of the relationship between Crick Keane and His Majesty the Holy Spirit of the Void Masquerade, it actually seems somewhat rusty.

But this can't be helped, many times, superficial coldness is not a bad thing, but too intimate can cause trouble.

If Crick pays too much attention to his relatives and friends, it can provide a lot of convenience in small things, but it will make the truly powerful enemies pay attention to them and even target them. In that case, they are at great risk.

Compared with the risk, a little convenience is really not worth mentioning, and it is very unwise to let them take a huge risk for the sake of this benefit.

So after careful consideration, Sui Xiong finally decided to keep a certain distance from them, and even made a rusty appearance on the surface, in order to dispel some people's thoughts that they shouldn't have.

If he could really hurt Crick's feelings, his enemies would not hesitate to attack Keane. But since Crick himself doesn't really care, it's not appropriate to show his feet for this.

To put it bluntly, this is also a game.

Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills.

From Keane City, the capital of the Keane Lord, to the Samat Manor, the capital of the Samat Lord, it takes two days to ride a horse - if it is the kind of special horse with the blood of the Monster and the amazing endurance, it can be reached in half a day if you run wildly. As for walking, it will take four to five days.

This distance is the minimum of a baron's territory, and if it is less than this limit, not only will the property be scarce, but more importantly, the safety of each other cannot be guaranteed.

At the level of science and technology in this world, unless magic communication props are used at any cost, it is almost at the level of "communication basically depends on roaring", and there is not even a flying pigeon to pass the book. Therefore, in the event of a war, if there is not enough distance between each other's territories, the army will come at night, and the attacked side will not even have time to gather an army.

Of course, those who break the rules will be punished, but what does that have to do with the dead?

Therefore, there must be a certain distance between the territories of the two nobles, this is an unshakable rule.

The special horses have to gallop for half a day, and for Sui Xiong, it is just like a leisurely stroll. After lunch, he went out of the city, which was about ten minutes, and he came to Samat Manor.

He didn't use flying or teleportation along the way, he walked through it step by step. But it is different from ordinary walking, every time he takes a step, there is at least a distance equivalent to dozens or even hundreds of steps of ordinary people, but the figure does not flicker at all, steady and light. Even the pedestrians on the same road didn't notice anything wrong at all.

As for whether they will suddenly wake up at some point in the future, and then comprehend it by recalling the way Sui Xiong walked at that time, and then learn the wonderful spell called "Earth Shrinking Technique", it depends on their own luck.

Unlike Keane, Samat Manor is more rudimentary and rude. Originally, it was just a knight's manor, but after Viscount Samat chose it as the capital of his fiefdom, he first used the power of magic to elevate the old manor as the core of the castle out of thin air, and used it as an inner city for lords and officials to live in, and then placed dwellings and various buildings around it to form an outer city. Outside the outer city, there is a heavy wooden fence with a horse-repellent structure, and outside the fence is a circle of trenches of considerable width and depth. In order to avoid mosquito breeding, the ditch was sprinkled with hydrated lime, but instead of irrigation, there was a special drainage channel.

Overall, the estate looks simple and rude, but in fact, in terms of floor space, planning and layout, and defense capabilities, it is actually quite good, except that it is not very good-looking, and there are no other shortcomings.

There are two roads into the estate, both of which are suspension bridges. Heavily armed soldiers stood guard on both sides of the drawbridge, and judging by their burly figures and menacing expressions, it was clear that they were definitely not comparable to ordinary militiamen. Especially the cold light that flashed in their eyes from time to time made many civilians frightened, not to mention making trouble, and there were not even a few who dared to fight haha.

The black-haired and black-eyed Sui Xiong has a slightly special appearance, but it is not dazzling. He claimed to be a traveler, paid the gate tax, and walked leisurely across the drawbridge under the gaze of the soldiers, without the slightest hint of nervousness.

"This kid seems to have a problem. One soldier whispered, "He's a little too calm!"

"There's no ghost in my heart, of course I'm calm. The veteran next to him was unimpressed.

"But...... He doesn't look like a traveler at all!"

"It's because it's not like it, so there's no problem. The veteran laughed and said, "If you were a spy, would you dress up like him and call yourself a traveler?"

"Of course not! That's the equivalent of saying 'I'm suspicious' on my face. ”

"That's right, don't take everyone else for a fool. The veteran smiled and patted the shoulder of the recruit next to him, "Those who dare to do this are either fools or strong people with confidence." This guy doesn't look like a fool at all, so of course it's the latter. ”

"He's a very powerful man, do you need to report it?"

“...... You don't think our captain can see it?"

"That's right......"

The captain they were talking about was none other than one of Thun Samat's key men, Ronde Tu.

The surname is strange, both in terms of pronunciation and meaning. Because its owner is not an ordinary person, but a native from the Swamp, a half-dragon.

The Half-Dragons are cold-blooded creatures with human-like torsos and heads with dragon horns, large mouths, and sharp teeth. Their bodies are covered with thick scales, which provide protection comparable to that of medium or even heavy armor. They have amazingly strong bodies, and although they are not tall, they are strong enough to wrestle with ordinary monsters. However, relatively speaking, their movements are not very flexible, especially when the weather is cold, they will appear a little lazy, lethargic, and even hibernate if it is a little colder.

In view of this, the half-dragon people like to move in the south, and the closer south the better. Samat Manor was already south enough, so this Captain Round, though he didn't seem to be very energetic, at least didn't mean to hibernate.

He stood in the room on the middle floor of the watchtower, staring at Sui Xiong walking leisurely on the street through the window, his eyes were wary and gloomy.

"This person is not easy to deal with. His deputy, a ranger whose strength was close to the high rank, said.

Round nodded, and said in a somewhat jerky lingua franca, "Let the soldiers pay more attention to him, but don't bother him." As long as he doesn't make trouble, we don't see anything. ”

This is a popular practice, and when faced with strong men who cannot be provoked, the soldiers of most realms will choose to do so.

Hearing Land's order, the deputy was startled and asked in surprise: "He is so strong?"

"I'm just worried that I'm underestimating him. "Although I can't find any evidence, I just think he's strong, super strong, unimaginably strong...... In short, let's be careful, there will be no mistakes. ”

Ronde's profession is peculiar, he is not a warrior or a ranger, but a shaman - a spellcaster from the wild world, a special priestess who indulges in the power of the soul and spirit.

Shamans are one of the core of the savage society, they are mages, priests, physicians, priests, and other positions, and can communicate with ancestral spirits, gods, and natural spirits. As a shaman who is already close to the pinnacle of the high rank, Ronde is almost perfect in terms of ability, except that his face is a little dark and his luck is a little bad.

So just for a moment, he vaguely felt the unfathomable power hidden under Sui Xiong's mortal appearance.

I have to say that although he is usually unlucky, he is quite lucky on key issues. (To be continued.) )