When the sun rose the next day as usual, there were several major events quietly circulating in the city of Belém. First, the gates of Belém were suddenly sealed after midnight last night, and for a seaport city dominated by trade, such a thing seems to have never happened in many people's minds.

Second, the prestigious "Lushi Hotel" in Belém City was also surrounded by dozens of neatly armored Belém Iron Guards last night, and no matter how the innkeeper protested, the city lord's direct personal guards still turned this century-old brand upside down.

As a result, as soon as the sky dawned, the sheriff's hall in Belém was crowded with complainants and the innkeeper himself. It is conceivable that these victims should receive a large amount of compensation, but of course, the impact of this incident is much smaller.

Thirdly, Fisburn, the owner of the "Black Onyx" tavern, disappeared inexplicably after leaving the tavern last night. Someone claimed to have heard Fisborne's cries for help in the square in front of the harbor, but the Night Guard's answer immediately silenced the man—are you questioning our work? Well, I don't bother with a tavernkeeper.

On the other hand, this innocuous disappearance case has caused quite a stir in the shady slave smuggling business. Many snakeheads closed their mouths and quietly observed, because a figure like this can be killed without a trace, and the energy of the other party can no longer be described as huge, it is simply terrifying.

But just when everyone thought that the "Black Blood Shackles" fleet would instantly fall into the whirlpool of power, or even be wiped out, the entire fleet was calm as if nothing had happened, and the strange feeling seemed to be no different from the death of a low-level sailor.

It only took half a day for the "Black Blood Shackles" to usher in its new owner, the former deputy of the fleet, Eke successfully ascended to the throne. Thus, in an instant, Fisburne became history, and it was natural for the snakeheads to express two attitudes with different meanings, but with the same meaning: May Fisburne's soul rest in peace soon, or who is Fisburne?

Fourth. It has to be said that the spread of this matter is even smaller. According to the servants of the Lord's Palace, their master had fallen into an almost frantic rage after midnight yesterday, and had even smashed an antique vase of great value. No one knows why. But for the Earl, who had always been very well cultivated, such a thing seemed to be the first time ever.

After a few words, the matter was automatically ignored. Because no matter who you are, you don't want to talk about that high-ranking adult behind your back, after all. If you want to make a living in Belém, this powerful person who controls the entire city is an existence that must not be offended.

But what is certain is that just after the city lord was furious, his chief guard rushed out of the city gate with dozens of Belen guards. This message was provided by the guards at the city gate who were on duty last night, and for this, he was almost whipped in the face.

For a sprawling city, residents can always pass the day with the freshest gossip or tidbits of news. But it is impossible for Sovereign and his party to know these things, because they are in a deserted land. Going on a journey where you don't know where you want to go.

To the southwest of Belém, a procession of more than a dozen horses is weaving through the rolling hills. They were very fast, and judging by the dust they were covered in, it seemed that they had not been rested for a long time.

Last night, after returning to the "Roadstone Hotel", Solam and Edmond described in detail all the details of what happened during the prisoner handover, including the subsequent attack. At the suggestion of Shaun Sr. and Al Kane, Soveran and his party left Belém overnight and plunged into the darkness of the night.

"If the other party makes up his mind to kill people. Even if the ambush fails, there is no guarantee that there will be no other accidents...... After all, Belém is not our territory. These are the exact words of Orr Kane. Thanks to the reminder of the chief priest of the Chaos Sect, Soveran and the others managed to escape the round-up of Angelo Garcella, the lord of Belém. Otherwise, they would most likely be imprisoned in a dark dungeon by now.

Facing the repetition of green in their eyes, the team that had been riding all night gradually showed fatigue, but their speed did not slow down in the slightest. Thanks to the extremely developed business environment in the province of Belém, most of the people living here choose to live on both sides of the river or in the area around the city of Belém, and go deeper into the southern part of the province. then the more sparsely populated.

Such benefits are not impossible, you just need to have enough energy to beat the horse and gallop, and you don't have to worry about the possibility of exposing the target at all. But Tandra and the others, who followed behind, did not have a relaxed expression. Because under Solam's leadership, the whole team has not changed in any direction, and no one knows where he is going to take them.

Sovereign was in a very bad state, and he had been ridden with Aemond from the night's assault and the old wounds on his body. The sometimes awake and sometimes sleepy mind was constantly filled with the emerald green in front of him and the sound of horses' hooves that seemed to never stop, and the fragmented dreams found him again, one after another familiar images that seemed to have never been experienced at all, and kept flashing in the darkness.

He had been in a state of confusion for a long time, and when he opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on a flat and soft felt mat, and the starry night hung high above his head. The team had stopped, and they set up a makeshift camp in the shallows by a small river.

In the distance, everyone sat around two jumping fires, Tandra and Shaun Sr., who they were familiar with, on one side were Solam's lieutenant Yartu, and his subordinates led by Orr Kane's student Kanan. It is clear that although the team is acting together, the members are still estranged from each other, or hostile.

Sovereign struggled to sit up, but was held by an arm. "Your Highness, are you awake?" Aemond piled several soft bags on Soveland's back, allowing him to sit comfortably.

"Call me Sovereign or Veran, and don't mention His Highness again. Sovereign said with a smile, he didn't care about the name for a long time. Moreover, this young man from Blade Fortress can always bring the warmth and optimism of the sun to those around him, not to mention the unique sense of humor. Sometimes Essaouiran even wondered if Aemond was really Uncle Tandra's son...... The difference in personality between the father and son is too great......

"Okay. Then call you Veran, I love the nickname, haha. Aemond said, digging a small bag of jerky out of his pocket. Finely shredded and handed it to Soveland's mouth, "Try this, the roast rabbit meat of the 'Doomsday Knife', for which I paid a fortune!" Aemond emphasized.

Last night, he and Solam swept almost all the well-known restaurants in the entire city of Belém. When they returned, each of them carried a staggeringly large package, which even made people think that the two madmen had gone to rob them. However, although the dry food for the past few days has been solved, Aemond has paid almost all of the private money he has saved in the past few years of service.

The solid taste and fragrant spiciness made Solveland's eyes light up. "How can you find such a delicacy? As far as I know, you don't think you've been to Belém, have you?"

"Of course I haven't been here, but that guy from Solam, hehehe......" Aemond seemed to think of something excited, "This snack is nothing at all, you know what it ......means if you go to Crimson Kiss Marks" Aemond said and suddenly noticed that the direction of the topic seemed to be strange, and immediately gagged his mouth with jerky.

"Crimson kiss ?......" Sovereign was suddenly stunned. As soon as he tried to speak, Aemond covered his mouth, "Don't, don't! Don't let my father know, or I won't see the sun tomorrow!"

Sovereign snickered and blinked, and Aemond removed his palm. "For God's sake, my love, where the hell are you......?" before he could finish speaking, the distant sound of conversation drew their attention.

"What if we kill the captains of those two escorts?, can the father and son of the Peslin and Dvikule families bury this matter once and for all?" Kull rummaged through the firewood, and the orange flames immediately jumped much brighter.

Orr Kane, who was sitting across from him, nodded. Wrap your arms around the staff in your hand. "Maybe not at other times, but in this case, they can do it completely. He said, "The vice-captain named Chara used to say. The members of the escort team are either bachelors with simple backgrounds or outsiders from their hometowns far away from Nightingale City......"

In other words, no one cares whether they live or die. Tandra took over, "Once the two leaders of the party are killed, the soldiers waiting in the hotel will only be faced with two choices after many days: return alone. Or they are afraid of crime and abscond. He sighed, "They don't know what the outcome of the escort mission will be, but in the end, it's all the same, those who return to Nightingale City will be secretly executed, and those who absconded in fear of crime will disappear." And the whole thing, no one will ever know about it again. ”

As Tandra's voice grew lower, the crowd around the fire slowly fell silent. For conspirators, all available means are perfectly normal options for achieving their goals, whether at the cost of gold or human life.

As if to divert such a heavy topic, Soram, wrapped in a cloak, looked up at Thomas, who had been silent. "Little one, how many times have your eyes locked on me along the way?" his voice was cold, but there was some teasing banter, "I remember that you have seen me before, no matter which angle you look at, I probably won't give you the feeling of a woman, right?" and, believe me, I have no interest in men for the time being......"

There was a sudden silence in the camp, but soon, the followers of the Chaos Sect from Sardinia immediately erupted in earth-shattering laughter, and even Tandra, Old Sean and the others forced their laughter and looked at the red-faced Thomas strangely. "I, I didn't mean that......" He scratched his head in embarrassment, as if he didn't dare to look at the others, "I've always had a question, I thought, I want to ask you about it......"

"Say it. Soram raised his arm to stop his men's laughter.

"It's those coins, the black coin you gave to old Captain Legebu," Thomas's gaze radiated a mad curiosity, "I, I know a little about the history of the continent, but that kind of coin, it seems, seems to have never been seen in any book......"

"Ha, so that's the ......" Solam laughed twice, in fact, don't talk about Thomas, even Tandra and the others are curious about it, but no one has asked so far. "Trust me, little one, you won't want to know. And I can't tell you either, not unwillingness, but laws, laws that govern behavior. He casually pointed to the men sitting not far behind him, "It's not that you don't know, it's that they who have been with me for a long time don't know either." ”

Al Kane looked at Thomas with admiration, and through this time of contact, he was very fond of this young man who was extremely curious and had a deep knowledge of the history of the continent. He even wanted to formally accept him as a disciple, but because of the most obvious and insurmountable question of faith, I am afraid that this idea will be difficult to realize in the short term.

But this does not prevent Orr Kane from directing him within the bounds of permission. "Let's put it this way, little one, there are many organizations on this continent that transcend nations, races, and even faiths. "In the famous phrase, 'The light you have access to is not all the ...... of the world,' and I want you to understand what I mean." ”

"The light you have access to is not all the ...... of the world," Thomas repeated softly. Old Sean, who was sitting next to him, patted him on the shoulder, he had more experience than most of the people in the room. "He said 'the underworld,' which I didn't know, but I did hear it. The old man frowned and looked at Soram, shrouded in fire and shadow, his eyes full of warning. "Don't focus your curiosity on this proposition, my child, that won't do you any good......"

"Yes...... Yes, sir......" Thomas replied with a nod as he looked at Orr Kane.

The old man with the staff smiled noncommittally and did not explain anything more. Tandra, on the other side, raised his head and asked a question that had been buried in his heart for a long time. "You don't want to tell us how we got Sauveray back on our feet, or even where we're going?"

As he spoke, all eyes were on Solam, even Soveran and Aemond, who were sitting in the distance, and they wanted to hear each other's answers. (To be continued.) )