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Eight days passed in a flash, during which Orta traveled during the day and dug a snow pit in the snow in the forest at night for him and his horses to rest and light a campfire for a while.

But he was alone, so he naturally had to be vigilant and nervous at all times, and despite the mysterious white light recovering from fatigue, he was still exhausted along the way.

As the sun turned west, a war horse marched slowly, while Ota sat on the horse's back and swayed and nibbled on dry food, put away the map and calculated the distance, and should be able to reach Bannaya City tomorrow evening.

As we got closer and closer to the city of Bannaya, the hills in the distance became denser and denser, and countless waist-thick trees stood bare in the snow, like a huge black monster stretching to the end of the eye.

Ota swallowed the jerky in his mouth, and poured a large mouthful of courage to burn, which he specially prepared, just as there was a trace of warmth on his body, Ota suddenly felt a slight vibration of the earth, and a dull sound of horses' hooves came from the distance ahead.

"Huh? The voice...... At least two or three thousand people. "After all, Ota has been a deputy instructor of the Guards, and he can still distinguish some from his voice.

"Two or three thousand people......" Ota was a little curious, but he didn't think much about it and continued to sit on the horse.

After a short time, the shaking of the ground became more and more intense, and a white snow line appeared on the horizon in front of him, which was carried up by the running war horse.

Ota didn't want to make trouble, so he leaned his horse to the side and walked head-on, and after a while, he saw a line of three people galloping on the opposite side, silent, and the knights on the horses were covered in black robes without faces, and the hilts of their backs were exposed, and weapons such as spears hung on the side of their horses, and on the outside of their combat boots, there were also short and delicate crossbows, and when the robes were lifted by the wind, Ota could see clearly.

"Is it the Black Knight?" Ota was startled.

Galloping in front of the black knight, the man in the middle glanced at Orta and found that he was also a black robe with a faceless appearance, but his system was very different from the black knight, and there was no hidden sign at the corner of the clothes.

As the war horse moved forward, his head turned slightly, and his sharp gaze kept falling on Orta, not only that, but all the black knights who galloped looked at him, and when the hoods of the black holes were aimed at Orta, the suffocating feeling made people inevitably frightened, and ordinary people were already frightened to fall off the horse.

Otta's face was still calm, but hidden in the darkness outsiders could not see it, and there were more black knights than this, and they had never relented, let alone three thousand people.

The leader of the Black Knights was a little curious when he saw him sitting on his horse and standing still, but then he thought that the time for the convergence was very short, so he turned his head and continued to gallop, obviously not wanting to make a difference.

A moment later, the group of more than 3,000 black knights had already walked away, and only a small black dot was faintly gone, and at this time, Ota was suspicious.

Although there were more than a dozen forks along the way, six of which led to six city-states and the rest to nearby villages, Ota's first impression was that the Black Knights were going to Kurgea.

The reason is very simple, the news of his fight with the Black Knight should have been spread a long time ago, and whether it is the background, power or other aspects of the Dark Knights, it is impossible for such a huge organization to have no follow-up actions, even if there is the result of the trial of the Four Highnesses and he is in Kurhea City, but whether it can satisfy the Dark Knights or deter them is still two words, and how the Black Knight acts is decided by the Great Prince.

Thinking of this, Ota was a little worried, but now he couldn't do anything by himself, so he could only speed up the exploration of the ore vein, and then return to Kurheya as soon as possible was the right choice.

Thinking of this, Ota immediately whipped his horse, and the horse galloped away again.

The next morning, Ota arrived at the city, and arrived at Bannaya City a day earlier than scheduled.

When entering the city, Ota thought for a while and did not show the token of the Four Highnesses, but spent a little money to get a pass.

As soon as he entered the city, Ota felt that the atmosphere in the city was a little tense, there were patrolling sergeants everywhere, and their eyes were constantly sweeping over him, his eyes were sharp and his expression was cold, and a short section of the road had been checked by two waves of sergeants asking for passes.

"What's going on in the city?" asked Orta, who was standing by the horse with his horse, casually after the sergeant checked his papers and asked him to take off his cloak.

The sergeant glanced at him, then returned the pass to Ota with a blank face, and said, "It's okay, it's just a routine check." ”

Nodding, Ota smiled slightly as the sergeants turned and left, standing in place and pondering for a moment before leaving.

In order to make it easier to get in and out of the city, Ota found a tavern not too far from the city gate to live in, rested for a long time and left the room, ordered some food in the tavern and ate slowly.

It was getting dark in the evening, and the number of customers was getting bigger, so after eating and drinking, Ota took out a silver coin and placed it on the table, and then waved to the owner of the bar.

The owner, who was in his fifties, short and smiling, came to the table and asked, "Do you want to pay the bill?"

Ota nodded, and then asked very casually: "When I first entered the city today, there were guards everywhere and the checks were very tight, may I ask what happened in the city?"

The innkeeper glanced around, and there were many customers at this time, and the tavern was noisy and noisy, and no one paid attention to it, so he whispered:

"Recently, a lot of orphans have disappeared in the city-state, I heard that there are one or two hundred, and it is said that two days ago, fifty or sixty corpses were found in the dense forest more than 30 miles outside the city, and the skin of the face was peeled off, even the eyes and other things were dug out, and some had dozens of holes in their bodies and even their stomachs were cut open...... Hey, let's not talk about it, anyway, these children died very miserably, and it made people in the city panic. ”

"I see, it's cruel, it's ...... Haven't you found out who did it?"

The shopkeeper shook his head, "I've never heard of anything like this before, and the dead are all fourteen or fifteen-year-old orphans, and I don't know who did it, but there are rumors in the city that ......"

At this time, the shopkeeper suddenly remembered something, and looked around with a hesitant face, not daring to say any more.

Ota knew from a few words from the shopkeeper that this was a chatter, not to mention that he was panicking, but he was afraid that the defenders would know about it and be convicted of spreading rumors.

So he smiled and said, "Don't worry, it won't be spread, and there is no need to look for it." With that, he pushed the silver coin on the table in front of him.

The shopkeeper immediately put away the silver coins with a happy face, leaned down and whispered: "Recently, rumors have spread in the city, saying that 'dusk has come, darkness is coming, the blade of the night walker, guarding the four seas,' what else...... 'the god of killing the emperor, worshipping with blood, the sky is thundering and famous' or something......

"Nightcrawler, the god of emperor killing?"

Orta repeated in a low voice, and the shopkeeper nodded at him before heading back.

Shaking his head and not understanding, and Ota did not want to bother with the consul of the city-state, he paid the innkeeper ten more days of silver coins and told him to feed the horses, and after tidying up in the room, he left the tavern and left the city. (To be continued.) )