There was no killing, and the night on the prairie was quiet and peaceful.

In the depths of the night, Leon stood by the small campfire, lit himself a cigar, and looked up at the starry sky.

Bloody battles are the same as passion, and after smoking a cigarette, it always feels extraordinarily wonderful, but it's a pity that his pocket is full of stock, and this homemade cannon is one less to smoke.

In the tent next to Leon, Akran and Rock Hammer and the others were immersed in sleep, and only when he couldn't calm down, he took the initiative to take on the duty of vigil.

The icy night wind blows from the hillock, and there is still a faint smell of blood in the air, which may attract real wolves on the grassland, so you must be vigilant throughout the night.

It was bone-chilling, but Leon's chest was on fire, and he finished his cigar with all his might, throwing what little cigarette butt he had left into the fire.

Leon reached out and gently pulled away his leather armor, and in the light of the fire, the tiger head tattoo on his chest was as red as blood, protruding from his skin, as if to roar.

Under normal circumstances, the tiger head tattoo would only change from dark cyan to bright red when Leon's strength exploded or his emotions were at his peak, but now the situation is very different.

Ever since he crossed the Nucang River and stepped into the Hulun grassland, the tattoo on his body seemed to have awakened from his slumber, and the mysterious power dormant in it emanated all the time, spreading all over his body, seeping into Leon's skin, flesh, bones, and internal organs little by little.

It is slowly refining Leon, making Leon's tempered body stronger and stronger, with greater strength, faster reaction, and stronger resistance ability!

The change wasn't immediate, but Leon could really feel the impact.

Today, Leon was finally able to determine that this tiger head tattoo was the reason why he had become much stronger than he had been after crossing into this world.

"It will be your talisman totem, it will give you strength and courage, and change your destiny!"

The words of the Miao witch, the maker of the tiger head tattoo, sounded in Leon's mind as if they were being whispered in his ear again, and Leon still remembers the smile on her face when she said this.

Who can control my destiny?

Leon felt that on this land, there was a power in the darkness that awakened his talisman totem, hinting at his involvement with this land.

And he also has a vague realization that what this talisman totem can give to himself will not be as simple as just now!

Lighting a cigar again, Leon's thoughts drifted into the distance with the night breeze.

.........

As soon as dawn came, the team set out on the journey again.

With the new mounts captured, the team is moving much faster.

Each person was assigned a wildebeest, and although it was more difficult to control the wildebeest than the gray camel, it was not difficult to master them after some time of running-in.

Two days later, Leon and the others successfully crossed the Twilight Mountains.

Ahead lies a vast plain, the core of the southwestern province of the Kingdom of Bimon, inhabited by hundreds of thousands of beasts and numerous races.

Leaving the Twilight Mountains, roads appeared, and on both sides of the road you could see the cultivated farmland and the scattered villages and farmhouses scattered across the plains.

To the northeast, the road became more crowded with pedestrians and caravans.

The local customs of the Beamon Kingdom are very different from those of the human race, and there are various ethnic groups among the pedestrians, such as the fierce and mighty lion and tiger, the fierce and vigorous wolf and leopard, the beautiful fox and rabbit, and the honest horse and sheep... It was an eye-opener for Leon.

Interestingly, including the rock hammer, Leon and the others were still seeing some orcs for the first time, and they still relied on Wally's guidance to figure it out.

Most of these orcs have tails, and looking at the tail is the easiest way to distinguish them, but many orcs hide their tails in their clothes, which needs to be distinguished from other physical details.

In order to get acquainted with the situation in the Kingdom of Beamon as soon as possible, Leon asked Wally a lot of questions.

Wally, on the other hand, took the trouble to tell him as far as he could, and that he had been much more respectful and polite to Leon since that night's battle.

What impressed Leon the most was that the people of the Kingdom of Beamon were quite strong.

Along the way, he could see the scenes of fights and brawls from time to time, especially those fighters who drew their fists against each other when they disagreed, and you fought back and forth.

It stands to reason that such a martial kingdom should be full of blood, how could it cede a large area of territory in the south to the elves, so that the tribes left behind in the Wuthering Forest were persecuted and bullied, and even ordinary goblins with strength could dare to be blessed?

This question was buried in Leon's heart.

The procession continued on the plains of the southwestern province for three days.

"Look, that's Tomond City!"

Guide Wally shouted with a slight excitement as he pointed ahead.

Although he went back and forth on this trade route many times, the boredom of the long journey was always tireless, and the mood was naturally different when he saw the destination in front of him.

The capital of the southwestern province of the Kingdom of Bimun!

This city on the plains is very special, it is built around a large mountain, and the rows of houses stretch from the mountainside to the plain at the foot of the mountain, and the inner and outer cities are separated by tall walls, and the size of the city is far larger than that of Farir.

From the mountainside to the top of the mountain, there is a dense forest with a clear view of the path leading to the top of the mountain, and on the top of the mountain, a majestic temple rises.

Illuminated by the sun, the temple building reflects a pale golden glow, making it look extraordinary from awe from afar.

"I heard that all the temples of the orcs were built on the top of the mountains, so that the pious shamans could better listen to the gods, and the city was built around the mountains so that all the people could enjoy the protection of the temples...", Akram muttered, "I finally saw what was written in the book with my own eyes today." ”

"Okay, don't be stunned, let's go to the city and take a closer look!" Leon said, patting him on the shoulder.

The mage touched his head with some embarrassment.

"Boss, my mission is complete here, please sign the mission book!" Wally took out a small scroll and handed it to Leon.

When he first joined the team, he thought that the leader was Aklan, but later learned that the real ruler was Leon, and thought it was a mission issued by Leon to the mercenary union.

His original mission was to lead Leon's team to Tormond City, and now that Tormond City is ahead, the mission is naturally over.

Akram reached out and unfolded the scroll, took the quill from his bag, signed his name and a line of small print on the scroll, and finally took out a silver badge and pressed it hard.

When he was done, he handed it back to Wally: "Thank you for accompanying me all the way, I give an excellent review!"

"Thank you!" Wally pressed his right hand to his chest and saluted Leon and Akram respectively: "I wish you all the best!"

"You take this wildebeest with you, and this is the trophy you deserve!" Leon smiled.

He had a good impression of the veteran mercenary, and although he had stated in advance that he would not participate in the battle, he did not flee during the battle that night, but shot two thieves with a crossbow.

With such a performance, it is perfectly appropriate to send a wildebeest.

"Thank you, boss!" Wally was stunned for a moment, and felt a little more grateful: "If I have the opportunity, I look forward to working with you again!"

With this wildebeest on his side, his return to Farrier would undoubtedly be much faster.

Not every employer would be so generous, and how could a merchant give an extra gift if he couldn't earn back every copper coin he spent.

After parting ways with Wally, Leon and the others continued along the main road.

Soon, they arrived at the gates of the city of Tormond.

It was approaching dusk, and there weren't many people entering the city, but when they entered the city, they were stopped by two tiger warriors guarding the gate.

"Bear-descended caravans, as well as Terrans, are rare!"

A Tiger warrior glanced around Leon and the others, with a hint of disdain and mockery in his eyes: "It's the first time you've come to Tormond City, right?

"What rules?" Rock Hammer was a little annoyed by his gaze, and asked angrily, "You should tell me about it!"

He was burly and athletic, and he rode a horneer condescendingly, and he spoke with a sense of intimidation.

But the Tiger Warrior was not afraid, and said with his head held high: "When the caravan enters the city, it will have to pay the city tax, and we don't have to pay it for the upper clan of the beast clan, but the lower clan must pay it!"

"And—" He stared at the rock hammer with even more contempt, "Except for the samurai and shamans, the lower clans can't ride horses when they enter the city, so you can all come down for me!"

"What a rule!" Rock Hammer was furious.

He grew up in the Wuthering Forest, and this was the first time he had traveled with Leon, and although he was an orc, he didn't know anything about the situation in the Bimon Kingdom.

I originally thought that when I arrived at the territory of the beast clan of the Bimeng Kingdom, it was the same as returning to my hometown, but I didn't expect to be harassed at the gate of the city, and my heart was naturally extremely depressed.

"Let's get down..."Leon held down the rock hammer to keep him from attacking on the spot.

The dispute at the city gate has attracted the attention of many people, although the other party's attitude makes Leon also annoyed, but if the other party takes advantage of the rules, he really wants to make trouble, and it is definitely his own group of people who suffer.

"How much are we going to pay the entrance tax?" asked Leon faintly, jumping off his horse.

"One sand camel has one gold coin, and you ten sand camels have to pay ten gold coins!"

Seeing that Leon seemed to succumb, the Tigerborn warrior spread his palms to him proudly.

Ten gold coins!

Leon remained silent, but his ears heard the whispers coming from the crowd of onlookers.

His expression immediately changed - the tiger is not powerful, you really should be a sick cat!

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