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Just as he was about to spend some extra gold to buy the exact news from some special channel, something happened to Listham City. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

And it's a big deal!

Archbishop Daniel, the popular candidate for the next Doge in the Cathedral of Philen, has been killed!

Orbis thought it was a bit bizarre.

The accident is related to the Temple of Light!

On the carriage bound for Listham City, Orbis hurried to rest and wondered if there was any connection between the two events.

Therefore, Orbis has become an accomplished intelligence collector in just over a year, and this conjecture and sensitivity to events is a testament to his unique talent in this matter.

In fact, his conjecture was very close to the truth, but he did not know it.

At this moment, facing Pandis, who was unknown but had a conjecture that was also close to the facts in his heart, Orbis behaved more respectfully: "Yes, Ristham City, because of the killing of Archbishop Daniel, it is all in chaos. ”

Orbis arrived the night after Archbishop Daniel was killed, but he was not able to enter the city right away, as all the gates were sealed. Although he was so anxious, he could only wait for two days with many people who wanted to enter the city.

On the third day, the fourth day after Archbishop Daniel was killed, the gates of Listham were opened, and Orbis entered.

When the gates opened, Orbis noticed that several groups of Templars of the Temple of Light had left the city first, and there were a lot of them.

In the city, however, it no longer has the bustling and lively scene of Listham. On the streets, there are few pedestrians, and the commercial streets, which used to be the most crowded, are empty and silent; The doors of the theaters and other places of entertainment were closed, and more than sixty wooden frames were erected at the corner of the city wall on the west street, on each of which hung the body of a hanged man; everyone who occasionally met under the residential area was in a hurry, with a look of uneasiness on his face, and if he was greeted with a look of panic, he hurried back to his house, and closed the door tightly and never came out, even at night, without turning on the lights; it was no longer the Imperial Guards who patrolled the city, but the Templars in bright armor, and when they heard the sound of their horses' hooves, the people fled in all directions and fled into their homes。

Disturbed!

Fear!

Looming over the city.

A city with a population of more than 100,000 seems to have become an empty city.

Orbis's desire to find out here frustrated, and Listham did not have any of his subordinates stationed there, but he found a friend in the slums.

This is a friend who belongs to the same Iron Wolf mercenary group as Orbis before, a third-level warrior who lost a foot in the mission, so he had to quit the ranks of mercenaries. Despite his disability, his status as a professional has made him a member of the underground order in the city of Riestham. In many cases, it is not the upper class people in the city who know a city best, but the little people who hide in the dark corners.

"The Temple of Light is crazy!" The fellow who had now earned the title of "Poisonous Fox" in the Underground Order had lost another eye, but he didn't care about it, and sat in the messy room, pulled out a pair of women's underwear from under the chair he was sitting on, threw it aside without looking, and then took out a bottle of wine from the cleanest wine cabinet in the room, threw it to Orbis, and took a bottle himself and poured it up. Then he looked at Orbis with that one-eye, "More than two hundred of my men have died in these three days, and the territory has shrunk by a third. ”

Orbis saw a hint of fear in his crazy eyes.

"But the old knives are no better than ours," Poison Fox gloated, "and the main players in the arena are unlucky. On those shelves," his mouth snuggled out of the window, "more than half of them were his people. ”

"These!" the poisonous fox spat on the ground, not knowing if he was scolding his opponent or the Temple of Light.

"Did you find out who was killed?" Orbis ignored his upheaval.

"Ha, how is that possible! That's an archbishop, a ninth-level magician, and it's not something that our class can reach. ”

Orbis nodded slightly.

"If they can find it, why don't they have to get along with little people like us?"

This is obvious, and many people can see that such a bloody massacre is nothing more than the anger of the Temple of Light.

Orbis nodded, said goodbye to the poisonous fox, and didn't stay in Listham City for long, and rushed directly to Kib Town.

"Everyone in the Cathedral of Philon is under control, especially the other two archbishops, who are also hot candidates. The Cathedral of Philen has been closed since the incident, and no one knows what happened inside. ”

Pandis stared straight ahead with a blank look and was silent. There was silence in the carriage, and Orbis did not dare to speak.

Suddenly, a small fluffy thing came out from under Pandis's feet, and came to Orbis, not daring to get too close, and tilted his head and sniffed.

Orbis was almost startled, and when he looked closely, he realized that it was an ordinary puppy, perhaps because it had been lying there quietly and not moving, so that people didn't notice it at all.

Kubi's movements seemed to wake Pendis from his deep thought, and as soon as she moved, Kubi ran back and lay at Pandis's feet, his eyes dripping as he continued to look at Orbis.

One man and one dog stared at each other.

"Orbis, thank you!" Pandis said softly.

"Don't dare!" Orbis replied with a bowed head.

"Please pay more attention to the Imperial Capital in the future, and if there is any news from Chris, please let us know immediately. ”

"Yes!"

At the signal of Tlaka's eyes, Orbis stepped out of the carriage.

The carriage turned around and headed in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion again.

"Cris, where are you?"

Pandis sighed softly.

The same sentence also came out of Lawrence's mouth.

He was sitting by the campfire, staring at the flickering flames in a daze, the two long knives in his hands unconsciously slashing up and down in the dirt at his feet.

The light armor on his body showed signs of damage in many places, and there were some inconspicuous blood stains left there. Compared to three years ago, Lawrence is no longer so frivolous and jumpy, and a touch of calm and fierce temperament makes him completely different from before. (To be continued.) )