By noon, Odin had escaped the eyes and ears of Vale and found the owner of the grocery store in the slums. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Dopp, the fat boss, was a slave of the Manka, was pardoned in Swanstein Castle, granted freeman status, and married a farmer's daughter. The barbarian did not have the complex brains of the Imperials, so he was dead set on Prince Arthur. Also very polite to this unidentified guest.

Dopp pulled out a brown horse, with slender legs, shiny fur, and solid muscles, which at first glance was not ordinary.

"Your Excellency, you are too ostentatious to go out of the city like this. "Dopp is not good at words, but he does his best.

"That's exactly why I'm asking you. Odin patted the horse's back, and the brown horse was not tame, and ran back and forth a few steps to show his dissatisfaction.

"You can go out of town with the truck pulling the goods, and I will escort you personally. Dopp bowed slightly.

"It is better to have this gold coin in your hands - I am afraid that the recent inspections will be stricter, and if the guards ask for an inspection of the goods, they will give them - there are many smuggled goods and living people in and out of the week, and now that everyone is insanely poor, a gold coin can turn a blind eye. In addition, this gold coin is given to you, which is considered a reward. ”

Odin instructed that after repeating the farce of the royal council, I am afraid that the royal family will be even more frightened, and the imperial capital will strictly restrict the entry and exit of the freemen. It's a pity that people are panicking now, and only real gold coins have the right to speak. He didn't want to cause more trouble, so it was better to be cautious.

At dusk, a team of horses pulls five hay carts from the slums to the city gates. Routine inspection by the Golden Armor Guards. They checked the road permits and should have been allowed to pass as usual. But the lead guard demanded a spot check on the goods.

Fat Dopp led the brown horse, sweating on his forehead, as one of the guards looked at him.

The guards unleashed a cart of hay, and instead of a man, it contained a crate of black crystal - a low-grade mineral that was used to craft mid-level weapons, and was ground into powder mixed with molten iron to greatly increase the hardness and toughness of the blade.

"Why didn't you report it?" asked the guard coldly.

"Big ...... Adults and villains just want to ...... Escape a little tax...... But the villain knows that his sin is unforgivable, and this gold coin ...... Give it to your lords, so we can do a long-term business. Dopp's tongue is knotted when he speaks Imperial Chinese.

But what he didn't expect was that under normal circumstances, the minerals should be smuggled into the imperial capital, not transported out, and the taxes to be paid were much less than the value of a gold coin. Apparently Dopp was unfamiliar with the doorway of smuggling. This made the guards suspicious - they had more valuable items hidden in other vehicles, and they had plenty of fuel and water to fish.

Then, one of the guards lifted the hay from another bucket truck, and it was empty. But that didn't dissuade the guards, who kicked over the car and looked at it one by one with a look of rage. Four piles of hay were lifted in succession, two empty carts, one carrying a black crystal ore, and one carrying a poorly made black steel dagger and patterned sword.

This attracted a chief of the guard wearing a golden irise, who was originally an internal officer of the palace guard, and rushed to the city gate to support him last night on the orders of the Queen Regent. He had seen the rebellious courtiers with his own eyes, experienced the Midsummer massacre, and deeply sensed that the empire was about to usher in another storm, and the dispatch at this time showed that the royal family feared that the fire of rebellion would burn underground.

The chief guard interrupted the guards, circled the merchant and Fat Dopp twice, and then carefully examined the searched wheels. Finding nothing out of the ordinary, he set his eyes on the last hay cart. The haystack was very thick, and there was no movement underneath.

"Big ...... My lord...... There's really nothing ...... I just want to make a little money...... "The sturdy Dopp back is soaking wet."

However, the chief guard ignored his pleas, drew his sword, and plunged straight into the bulging part of the hay.

He saw the haystack squirm for a moment—needless to say, there was a man hidden inside. Leaving the city with this kind of behavior is definitely a wanted criminal.

The chief guard drew his sword, pointed it at Dopp, and said sharply, "Lift the haystack yourself." ”

Dopp's face turned pale, and his originally gentle expression suddenly became fierce. In the steppe, the Manca people have never feared anything, and in the imperial capital, no one can make him submit except loyalty.

Dopp pulls out a dagger, unique to the Manka people, with a handle made of hard animal bones, with two blades and deep blood grooves, which are used to tear the skin of the beast and remove the bones.

His slightly fat body was very athletic, and at the moment when the chief guard pointed his long sword at him, he had already jumped up and crashed into the enemy with all his strength, as fast as a ballista, and before the surrounding guards could react, the chief guard had been crushed to the ground!

Several long swords were aimed at Dopp's head, but the bone blade in his hand had already touched the neck artery of the chief of the guard, pulling out a long line of blood!

"If you don't want him dead, let us go!" Dopp said in a suppressed voice, the threat simple and direct.

The guards took a step back, but the swords didn't retract, and some of the guards turned and stepped back, ready to lift the straw of the last hay cart!

Of course, they knew that the merchant had the life of the captain of the guard in his hands, but they were not without something to restrain each other - the criminal was still hiding in the bucket cart!

Seeing this scene, Dopp bared his teeth angrily, and the bone blade in his hand sank into another point!

Odin hid in a hay cart and naturally knew what was going on. With the strength of the grocery store owner alone, he will definitely not be able to defeat a group of gold-armored guards. And the movement here will attract the attention of more patrol guards.

He hesitated to help the fat boss, it was easy for him to kill people, but if his identity would be revealed, then things would be even more complicated - the news that he was not dead would reach the royal family, and the fact of his secret collusion with Evan Hall might be revealed. Then there is no way to talk about the rest of the plan.

Even if the odds are low, it's not worth the risk.

On the other hand, if he quietly killed all the guards present by himself, then this loyal and beloved prince's eyeliner would not escape. No matter how loyal a person is, he can't keep his mouth shut when he arrives in the black prison. Odin knows how fickle the human heart is.

While Odin was pondering how to silently kill the gold-armored guards present, a robed mage on a gray horse came to the city gates.

"Let go of that loyal man. The mage whispered, "I command you in the name of the true God." ”

The guards were taken aback, but the blades in their hands did not let go. They did not know the identity of the comer.

The robed mage lifted his hood, revealing brown eyes and a deep face. He pulled back his robe, revealing the emblem of the Holy Cross, embroidered with gold all around, with three stars in the center - this is the symbol of the archmage, and no one in the empire dares to fake it. Impersonating a god attendant is a serious crime of blasphemy and is subject to immediate conviction by the Inquisition.

However, the golden-armored guard's heart trembled, but they did not listen to the comer.

"I am Archmage Rose of the Imperial Golden Dawn Society, and this is my servant. Seeing this, the robed mage raised his staff of white wind, both to prove his identity and to deter.