After the messenger left, he disappeared into the crowd almost instantly.

Mr. Silverfang breathed a sigh of relief visibly, but Ian cautioned, "He hasn't gone far yet—he's just staring at us from behind that noodle stand...... Oh, now gone. ”

The young man looked at Mr. Yinfang, and noticed that the other party's expression changed from comfortable to frightened and then comfortable again, and couldn't help but feel a little funny: "Sir, why are you so afraid of him?" The Marquis was indeed a high-ranking man, and his envoy deserved respect...... But there's no need to be so afraid, right? ”

"What's more, I remember, aren't you quite favored by the Marquis of Batun? Or the honorary citizenship title that he personally bestowed upon you. ”

"Well, you have no idea what the Marquis of Batun was responsible for...... How did you rectify the Nanling nobles and those thorns? ”

Stroking his chest, Mr. Yinfang sighed: "Me? Honorary Citizen? The other candidates are dead...... One by one they were hung next to the square. Hi, I was young at the time, and I was indeed obedient and sensible, but you also know ...... People like me, no matter how rich they are, can only be afraid. ”

"Because I'm not a sublimator, I can only be afraid."

The old man's words were full of regret, but he didn't really feel much unwillingness that he wasn't a 'sublimator'.

Ian nodded thoughtfully, he somewhat understood.

The reason why Mr. Yinfang, as a wealthy man in Nanling with the support of the Bailong Sect behind him, did not go to great lengths to get a set of legal sublimator inheritance for himself, in addition to being too old to adapt to essentia transformation, should also be because 'he can't' become a sublimator.

Because after becoming a sublimator...... He is not obedient enough, not 'sensible' enough.

In other words, there is no way to enjoy the current rich life.

"It's better to be scared than not to be able to."

So the boy shook his head slightly: "Tomorrow afternoon...... After all, the Marquis of Batun seems to prefer to be called a general. ”

"Of course, he has never adapted to the identity of a nobleman, and the days when he accompanied His Majesty to fight and defend the land were his most glorious and nostalgic times."

The old man was still trying to find clues in the streets, he was really afraid of the elusive spies under the Marquis of Baton, but in the end it was still fruitless.

Mr. Yinfang was a little helpless: "Can you really sense it?" At that time, there were also many sublimators who thought that their perception was very high and they were not afraid of the Empire's secret agents, but they either found a warning letter under their pillows, or their heads were gone. ”

"Probably because the goblin blood is more sensitive."

Ian scanned the street in front of him, the watery halo in his eyes flickered, he seemed to see something, and waved his hand in disgust: "To be honest, I don't want to be so keen, I can see some things I don't really want to see...... Oh my God, that's a perverted way to play. ”

"Wait." Mr. Yinfang's brows furrowed, and he sensed the key: "You are so keen, why did you chase it out before?" ”

"Haha......" At this point, Ian could only pretend to be stupid: "I just feel like I can fight back......"

Mr. Silverfang gave Ian a deep look, then shook his head slightly, "Okay, I'll always know anyway." ”

"I'll take you into town tomorrow morning?"

"There's no hurry." Ian walked out of the Chamber of Commerce, and he stood at the entrance of the street, looking in the direction of Nauman City.

He stared at the big city that never sleeps in the distance, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly: "This is the Marquis taking care of me." ”

"I'll go back tomorrow afternoon."

The next afternoon.

Ian, who packed all his luggage, was sent off by Mr. Silverfang and left the bustling town that he liked very much.

The streets are full of hawkers and shops, adventurers and travelers of all races, and many merchants—the clamor of hawkers and bards singing in the streets, the clanging of blacksmiths, and the laughter of children in the neighborhoods.

Of course, the most important thing is the delicious double tree bread.

"If I were just an ordinary adventurer, living here, adventuring, exploring the mysteries of the mountains of Southridge...... Maybe it's a good life. ”

Riding a camel beast and walking along the road leading to Nauman City with the carriages of other caravans, Ian couldn't help but feel a little regretful in his heart: "Who doesn't love a peaceful life, a soothing life, and a slow enjoyment of exploration and research?" Even prophets don't have to rush themselves all the time. ”

Ian loves to explore the unknown, but that doesn't mean he likes to never stop moving. On the contrary, his personality is actually more gentle than he appears, and he doesn't mind waiting patiently when needed.

He is always patient, and he likes to gaze at the stars, and of course he is willing to quietly gaze at the sky, waiting for the clouds to drift and wait for the breeze to blow.

It's just that......

He couldn't wait.

The boy remembered the prophecy he had seen six years ago against all of Terra.

The earth is full of darkness and death, and the sky is full of stars......

It is true that prophecies do not have to be fully believed—because no prophet can predict the changes that other prophets may make.

The simplest example...... Ian's prophecy is definitely a future that can only be reached by the prophets of the Huaiguang Church.

He could have convinced himself to slow down.

But he chose to move forward after all.

Nauman City is getting closer.

The core of the Southridge capital is actually a canal-enclosed fortress that has since been expanded to defend against the demonic beasts and Aboriginal attacks that have sprung up in Southridge hundreds of years ago.

However, as technology continued to evolve and large tracts of pristine jungle around the city were cut down and developed, they were reclaimed into the vast plains and satellite towns that are today.

As a result, the walls were meaningless, and many of the walls of Nauman were torn down, replaced by many watchtowers and small fortifications in the streets and around the town, which would have turned the entire area of Nauman into the most terrible flesh mills if a full-scale war began.

Ian's current Twin Tree Avenue leads directly to the XC district of Nauman City, and as long as you pass through this orchard field, you can directly see the Sycamore Square in the distance, which is surrounded by inns for traders and adventurers, and you can see a crowded bustle from a distance.

If you look up a little, you will see the 'central area' in the center of the city, which is where the original fortress district is located, where the terrain is higher and the firepower can cover all the surrounding areas condescendingly, so it is also called the upper town.

A light-colored canal encircles the fortress area, like a white line drawing a circle, and then goes out from the east to the sea, like a white straight line.

Ian walked towards the line.

It's afternoon, but the sun is still blazing.

Following the westerly rays of the sun, the boy planned to follow the caravan into the city, and then go to the Yinfang Chamber of Commerce to set up the camel beast and the salute, and then he could take the badge to the governor's palace in Shangcheng District.

However, perhaps it is a coincidence, or it is an inevitability.

As he entered the city, Ian saw a bright and harmonious cyan light coming towards him.

For a moment, I felt that the sunlight around me had dimmed.

The afternoon sun was bright, even hot, but when Ian saw the cyan light, it suddenly became softer, like twilight in the evening...... No, it's like the shade of a dense jungle.

Ian ordered the camel to stop.

- The third energy level. Now the third level in Nauman City, except for the Marquis of Batun, should only be the 'Oak Master' from Canaan Moore.

He analyzed it quite calmly, and could see that the other party was not deliberately coming towards him, but simply went out from the south gate.

This analysis can't be said to be wrong, it is true, the team following the Oak Master is not small, and there is a second-level and a first-level elf following him, which should be the 'candle bearer' in the intelligence.

As for the ordinary people in the back, Ian glanced at it, it should be the team on Canaan Moore's side.

"It's better to stay away."

Ian patted the camel softly, and the camel shook its head, then turned to the left - Ian intended to enter the city through the West Gate instead.

But what silenced him was that as he changed direction, the cyan light in the distant team simply broke away from the team and walked towards him openly.

- What is this for?

Ian was a little confused, he didn't see any danger before he came to Naumer City? There is nothing unusual about the frost butterfly, why would the master oak walk towards him openly?

Or is he self-inflicted, and he is looking for someone else in the same direction?

Ian looked around and saw that he was surrounded by caravans, and there were no particularly conspicuous targets. Even he himself wears a hood, and ordinary people can't see his face.

"Don't look around, young elf...... Maybe a little shark? ”