The first is food shortage. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Secondly, there is a lack of warm clothing.

The cold wind howling in the Hokuriku Lingdong has arrived.

Those who are like a sword and cold wind, and now Lu Bai, who is full of divine blood, is not afraid, but the remnants of the Mirror World who can't even fill their stomachs are not so easy to withstand.

After all, the general environment in the mirror world is generally biased towards the scorching heat, and the remnants don't even have the concept of winter.

Hungry and cold, people will die.

This kind of senseless death, Lu Bai doesn't want to see.

At this time, the remnants who passed by in groups had already stepped out of the territory of Symantec and entered the territory of the Eagle Kingdom.

The winter wind, which made the grass and trees wither, could not hide the traces of war.

Everywhere you go, completely destroyed villages can be seen from time to time, and the white bones are exposed in the wilderness, and no one has taken them away.

Occasionally, when I encountered a village where there were still people, and saw the rolling "army of remnants", I helped the old and the young to escape before the remnants came to me.

The melee that had just ceased had created an indelible memory of fear for these civilians living in the countryside, making them instinctively afraid of the presence of any suspicious army.

Finally, with the help of the little fox girl, Lu Bai "invited" a few villagers, and then learned about the specific situation.

It turned out that this area now belonged to Baron Carmelido, who now lives in Fort Caen.

"Is there any food in Fort Caen?"

Lu Bai asked.

"There should be, there should be...... bar. ”

The villagers who were invited to interrogate, where did they know such a secret thing, so they could only reply with little confidence.

So, after asking the location of Caenburg, Lu Bai took the little fox maid and rushed to Caenburg on a fast horse.

Lu Bai didn't take Xiao Wei with him, he was afraid of scaring the Baron Carmellido, after all, he was the one who asked for it.

The Fort of Caen, on the southbound side, backed by a lonely mountain that seemed to have been cut in half by a knife.

The castle is built along the gentle slope of the lonely mountain, from the entrance of the castle at the foot of the mountain to the mansion of the viscount with various flags fluttering in the middle of the mountain, the distance in a straight line is at least two and a half miles, and it is a large castle with a relatively large area.

"It doesn't look like a dilapidated house, and the castle can't show any signs of being attacked, there should be enough food!"

After observing for a while, Lu Bai came to such a judgment, and he even sped up his horse speed so that he could arrive faster.

Fortunately, although it was in the state of Wangshan, it was not to the extent that it would run a dead horse, and the city gate soon arrived.

The only gate of Caen, built on the hill, was directly opposite the main road, and the gate was now completely open, and the drawbridge for defending against foreign enemies was firmly placed on a trench full of pointed wooden stakes.

Seven or eight soldiers in leather armor stood on either side of the city gate with their heads shrunken, staring blankly at the various people who came in and out.

Lu Bai didn't see the majestic knight, nor did he see the tax collector with a fat brain.

Probably, it's because there is a total truce, and the people who enter and leave the castle seem to be ordinary people who are running for life.

Seeing Lu Bai, a stranger he didn't know at all, holding a cute half-beast fox girl on horseback, the soldiers who shrank their heads and shrunk their heads to guard the gate finally fulfilled their obligations as the city gate guards should do.

"Stop!"

"Horses are forbidden near the city gates!"

"Who are you, report your name immediately!"

The guards who shouted one after another, their hands clenched their spears, and the spearhead was pointed directly at Lu Bai, who came from the horse.

It can be seen that this should be some veterans who have experienced war, of course, it is also possible that they feel that Lu Bai, who came alone in pairs, and did not wear luxurious clothes such as aristocratic costumes and magician robes that can be recognized at a glance, is not too threatening to them.

Lu Bai, who followed the customs of the villagers, didn't think about such a thing as getting off the horse at all, but felt that the quality of these city gate guards was quite good.

Riding a horse near the city gate seems to be something that only heralds and gentlemen do, and we don't have anything to do with either.

So Lu Bai got off the horse.

"I'm Tyrrell Kaspersky, are you barons here?"

Under the guarded gaze of the guards, Lu Bai said slowly.

"Tyrell Kaspersky, I don't know!" said the leader of the guards at the city gate, but he said something that embarrassed Lu Bai slightly, saying that he turned his head and asked his comrades, "Do you know each other?"

"I don't know!"

"It's weird to know each other!"

Several of the guards shook their heads in unison, but only one of them hurriedly raised his spear.

"Stop talking!

The guard, with his spear raised, urgently stopped his comrades.

"Why?"

A guard asked suspiciously.

So the guard who raised the spear hurriedly lowered his voice to explain, but in Lu Bai's ears, it didn't matter if he lowered his voice or not, he could hear it clearly anyway.

In this way, the city gate guards, who quickly figured out what the name Tyrell Kaspersky meant, lifted their guard one by one, and the eyes that looked at Lu Bai turned into awe and doubt.

Emma, a powerful false god who has made no secret of her identity and has also established a faith and sect?!

But it's strange, isn't this false god supposed to be in Citizen in the southwest? Why did he suddenly come to our Fort Caen?

This awe and doubt finally turned into a sentence: "You, you really are...... Tyrrell Kaspersky ...... Your Excellency?"

Oh, good question, you need to prove that you are yourself.

Speaking of which, this is quite difficult, Lu Bai is now a man without an ID card, and there is no police station to issue an identity certificate for him.

And Lu Bai was too lazy to waste his divine power for this kind of thing.

"That's not what you need to know, is it here you baron?"

Lu Bai repeated the previous question again, hoping that Baron Camellido would be a little smarter.

"Our baron...... In!"

The leader of the guards, after being shocked for a while, finally chose not to continue to try to verify Lu Bai's identity, he did not dare to continue to question Lu Bai's identity.

Legend has it that there are few good-natured pseudo-gods, and they are never hesitant to punish mortals who offend them!

This person in front of you may be an impostor?

What if it's genuine?!

It's a fake, at most, it will be whipped by the baron, if this is a true and false god, it can kill people!

In case, it's better not to bet!

"Well, then, please send someone to inform your baron, and say—I, Tyrell Kaspersky, have come to visit. ”

After finishing speaking, Lu Bai didn't say much, but led the sweaty fart with his left hand, and the cute little fox girl who was looking left and right with his right hand, and walked through the city gate into Caen Fort.

Several city gate guards, no one dared to stop Lu Bai, who looked at them as nothing, and fell into a state of looking at each other after Lu Bai left.

"Who's going to ...... Notification?"

Finally, someone said weakly.

----Secant----

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(To be continued.) )