readx;? After much consideration, William chose to enter Xicambu in the normal way. The www.biquge.info of accidental entanglers along the way made him understand that the so-called hidden whereabouts were just a joke, and that those beings with mysterious (magical) powers had the means to determine their whereabouts. Therefore, instead of hiding in Tibet like a lost dog, it is better to directly show that the carriage and horses are on the road in a bright light.

It's a time of demons, and there are endless monsters that threaten our human cities. I don't know how many prosperous towns have been destroyed by the hands of demons and monsters, not to mention, just in the last few hundred years, the largest and most prosperous elven city in the entire continent, Mistron, has been destroyed by demons from the bottomless abyss, which is enough to make all the city lords feel cold forever. Therefore, keeping those with bad intentions and non-human monsters out of the city is the primary consideration of every civilized city.

Of course, there are other reasons for the destruction of Mi Strono, such as civil strife, the glitz of the citizens and the ** of the high-rise, but after all, it is the first magic device to be established for the entire city in the past thousand years - the elf capital of the Lost Lock, which is definitely an existence that needs to be looked up to in the eyes of the world (in fact, it is the establishment of the Lost Lock Circle, so that the elves who are accustomed to comfort involuntarily lose their vigilance to the outside world.

You can't expect the monsters that have infiltrated the city to be kind enough to spare you and your people, and the only option is to keep them out as much as possible. Therefore, every town of the upper size must have the means to be able to identify non-human anomalies, even if it is just a façade, at least to make them afraid to act recklessly.

The last time the "Berserk Baboon Incident" happened in Nesmail, it was simply the people of the city guards who were dazed, and the vast majority of the arcane power was diverted from it, which caused the disaster.

It is definitely not an easy task for a stranger of unknown origin to enter a large and unfamiliar town. William was able to easily enter Mirabah and Silvermoon City that day, but there was a special reason. First of all, William could be regarded as a young man who was not born in a village under Milaba City, although he was not a native of the village, and he could be regarded as a young man who was innocent of his origins, and there were people from the Hubbell family to testify, even so, he was secretly placed by someone [Group Suggestion], and of course it caused a lot of trouble. As for Silvermoon City, the mud horse has Hillen, the silver-haired woman, where is there any need for verification. But in Xicambu, the old poop ("change") is gone, and everything has to be done according to the rules of the city.

Entering the city during the rainy season when there are few pedestrians is never a good option, and even fools would not rush in such mildew weather, knowing that it would kill people, unless they are non-humans. So when William pulled the rope of the bronze bell at the gate of the city (equivalent to the doorbell, it is not fashionable to call the city gate here), it took a long time for the guard to poke his head out from the top of the city wall after the bell rang. The guard's flushed face showed that he had drunk a lot of alcohol

Of course, the original impatience on his face and the surprise when he saw William and a few people in the city were also clearly visible.

Harvey, the guard of the city gate, rubbed his cheeks vigorously so that his mind that was anesthetized by alcohol could be clearer, and he carefully and seriously looked at the figures under the city again, yes, there were indeed people outside calling the city gate, there were adults and children, men and women, all of them were unknown faces, where did they come from.

Don't compare the Gatekeepers of the Northland with our ancient Gate Guards, in this area where monsters are rampant, the Gatekeepers are at the forefront of defending against the invasion and infiltration of monsters, and there are too many magic and magic to try to deceive them in order to get by, so the Gatekeepers are often the most trusted, experienced, and reliable candidates in a city. Harvey is such a trustworthy man, and it would be perfect if he could get rid of his alcoholism.

As a gatekeeper of the old city, Harvey had extremely vicious eyes and a good memory, he could remember almost every visitor who had ever been to Xicambu, distinguish where each caravan came from, and even guess what goods they were carrying, whether it was white or stolen, in short, he was an extremely experienced gatekeeper.

However, Harvey was a little confused about the number of people in the city, just looking at the embarrassment of the two men in the back, it was some roaders who had suffered a lot, but the mud under their feet was a little less, but looking at the remaining men, women, and children, it was clean and refreshing.

Harvey did not go directly to open the door for interrogation, but ran to the city to wash his face with the accumulated rainwater, and then notified the other city guards and mage advisors, after gathering enough contingency strength, he took a few assistants to the city gate, slowly opened the iron-clad gate a small crack that only allowed one person to pass through, squeezed out of the door alone, and then signaled his companions to close the city gate.

When Harvey walked towards William and the others, William was also looking at this middle-aged man who went out of the city alone, and at first glance he felt that he was only ordinary, an ordinary old man, with some pungent smell of wine, only the slightly cloudy brown eyes, which made William feel a little unusual.

Harvey walked up to William and the others, looked at them quickly, and asked in a somewhat hoarse voice, "Who are you?"

William stepped forward and replied, "We are travelers from the north, and we have had a long journey, hoping to rest here and replenish some provisions. ”

Harvey looked down at William's feet, which looked extremely clean bare, without a trace of mud and water, and the soft soles of the feet were almost comparable to the soft feet of a beautiful woman, and they didn't look like a traveler on a tiring journey. Then Harvey looked at the feet of several other people, they (they) were all wearing boots, but some of them were slightly white, Harvey was sure that it was the appearance of the frost when it melted rapidly, and he couldn't help but wonder where the frost came from at this time.

Harvey's pupils shrunk and he shook his head at the others

"I can't believe you, you don't look like a traveler on a long journey, but more like an idle kid on an outing. I'm sorry, for people of unknown origin like you, I won't be allowed to enter Sicambu, especially at this time of year. ”

"Why?" it was Daniel, the little white-faced man who had been hanging out with the coachman, a rookie who had almost never been far away, but he was fed up with the sulking of the past few days, especially since William and the others appeared, the beautiful Celis no longer wanted to pay attention to him, and everyone could see that this girl was "empathetic and don't fall in love".

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