To the west of the Misilian River, looking at the end of the field, there are more than a dozen small hills with an altitude of more than 100 feet, and the east is facing the flat field, but the north and south are gradually growing jungles, and the deciduous and evergreen trees form a light green in the south and sparse in the north, and then to the west, which is the current edge of the Blackhawk family's territory.

It had left the plains near Romante and entered into hilly terrain, where the land was barren and barren for any kind of food growth, and yielded little except for the beans used to feed the horses. Sandwiched between two dirt hills, a large road runs through the lands of the two dukedoms, but the rough loess road always gets stuck in wheels during the rainy season, and the rest of the time is always full of land that is suffocating, and even the flat land that can be used for reclamation is scarce.

So over time, there were very few people coming and going—but now, Yiqiē has long been completely different.

Burgundy, the original countryside, has grown from a small village with a population of only a few dozen to a city of wonder with a population of more than 30,000. Moreover, the new city on this road was not only a food hotel and a resting place, but also a place for many new goods - stone statues, ironware, grain, and other special trades made the road prosperous and lively, and as more and more caravans entered here, the originally narrow mountain roads were widened by more and more merchants.

Just after noon, another caravan was ushered in on the main road. Merchants and mercenaries rode horses, sat in carriages, looked at the distant horizon, the shadows of the towers that became more and more clear, and happily talked all the way about the coming city. Only on the last carriage, a few guys dressed as mercenaries were more silent, they were hired by the merchants at random, not only bodyguards, but also travelers who accompanied the party to Romante - on the Big 6. In this way, I am a little confident in my skills, so there are many guys who come out to wander, and most of them are not satisfied with the dullness of the countryside, so they want to try their luck here. Especially these guys in front of them seem to be the worst types of people mixed in them - no horses, no horses, no way to ride, tattered leather armor with patches, and a sword of a pound of iron at most. There is also a half-length head, and there is almost a 'hillbilly' sign hanging on it. If it weren't for the fact that they could still help carry the boxes, they would only ask for the base price of three silver coins, and it is estimated that no one would be able to hire them.

Of course, nine and a half out of ten such guys eventually disappeared without knowing what to do, and no one cared where they ended up being mercenary leaders. Or the bones of rats and insects in the middle of nowhere. So, naturally, not many people noticed that these people were actually a little different - the muscles under the tattered leather armor were not swollen, but they were extremely well-proportioned, and although they looked to be in their early twenties, their eyes were sharp and sharp, and their movements seemed loose. But it was accurate, swift, and did not have the curiosity of the average novice mercenary, and shrank quietly in the car.

The carriage was not big, except for half a cart of goods, there was a relatively young merchant among the three mercenaries, and at this moment, the merchant was reading the contents of the book softly to a few mercenaries.

The book is a story. The heroic life of a knight - from his birth, growth, fame at a young age, the favor of a princess, to his framing and throwing into an ogre's lair, and how he escaped and found the treasure of a dragon. Stories of aliases to take revenge on those enemies.

The story is long, twisty, very exciting, and fascinating. So the young businessman was so revered that he preached it almost whenever he had time...... However, a few mercenaries were clearly a little absent-minded about this. In fact, they seemed to be more interested in the book itself—it was not something made of bulky sheepskin, but a much softer page, like the birch bark used in some parts of the North, but more structured and sturdy, with lines and lines of letters that were so neatly copied that they were obviously not copied by hand, and even if they were copied by a magical servant, the text could not have been so neat and clean.

"I love those who love me, and I hate those who hate me...... How well written. After a short pause, the merchant exclaimed, "I hear that this story was written by the Count Vincent, and if we are lucky, we may be able to see more of his work this time." ”

"The Earl still writes such stories, but isn't he a mage?" a mercenary sitting near the back wrapped himself in a blanket, "Could it be that mages now make up stories?"

"He's not an ordinary mage, he's a ** master, he's even built a city of miracles and led so many civilians, so what's so strange about him writing a story?" the merchant pouted.

Yes, the source of this miracle, the famous young mage lord, in the circle around the current Romandy, even Tuminis is already known to everyone, the apprentice of the ** division, the teacher of His Majesty the King, killed the ** division of the empire in the previous war of invasion of the empire...... In the eyes of ordinary people, such a character is no longer a human being, but a existence similar to a god. And his things, whether they are in the city, the items they make, or whatever, no matter how many miracles occur, are all very normal things.

However, this question somewhat made the merchant a little excited, and he saw that the three guys in front of him were not interested in this good story at all, so he simply stopped wasting saliva to study:

"Your Excellency the Master has written more than this one, as long as you go to Burgundy, you will know, they even have a shop that specializes in selling these kinds of books, you can buy one or two copies for a gold coin, and if you buy them outside, you need at least three gold coins a copy, and I can read enough before I sell them. Ah, by the way, it is said that if you can afford it, they can even sell books on learning magic. ”

The word magic made the expressions of the three mercenaries move. But as soon as one of them was about to speak, the other two stopped him from looking at him, and could only listen to the merchant continue to talk nonsense

"Ah, and those beautiful half-elf girls, I really want to move to Burgundy, alas, there is a stubborn old man at home. Say what you can't put down the old customers. Is...... Sometimes I really envy you, I can go wherever I want, and I can catch any good things. In the future, I may have to ask you to take care of the business. ”

He said casually, reading to himself, but he didn't notice that the three mercenaries had raised their heads in unison, their eyes flashing. Everyone's hands were clenched in a strange shape. "What does that mean?" asked one of the mercenaries.

"Aren't you going to settle in Burgundy?"

"Settle down, how can we afford to pay the settlement tax? Besides, there is no shortage of soldiers in that place, what about the mage's city......" The three mercenaries exchanged a look and relaxed slightly.

"Huh, you don't know?"

The merchant raised his head and looked at the fellows with a particularly surprised attitude: "Civilians are welcome to move there, and not only do they not have to pay. And you can have a big house for nothing, as long as you have some special trade, carpenter, stonemason, or blacksmith, although I have heard that their taxes are very high. But a skilled person earns a lot more than an ordinary person in a month, and a skilled stonemason can earn a lot more money a month, do you know?"

"Three, no, six gold coins?" the young man hesitated, in fact, he knew that no matter how much he said to kill, he would definitely not be allowed. So I chose a similar number.

"Thirty to sixty!

Even if he was prepared, the young mercenary couldn't help but take a light breath.

What is the concept of sixty gold coins? A sturdy cart with a strong horse is only sixty or seventy gold coins, which is almost all the property of a solid family!

"Ah, this is just the average stonemason, the blacksmith makes more. The merchant was visibly pleased with the listener's expression: "Of course, they also need mercenaries, but I've heard that they are very strict. You guys...... Hahaha, of course, it's okay to try. I've heard that they will soon expand the city and recruit more people when the time comes. They who farm the land will also want it. Although it is not much, I heard that there are at least ten gold coins a month's income. But by the way, when the time comes, you have to pay attention to your words and deeds, there is a new god in that city, and the lord seems to have some connection with him, and the people there believe in that, well, what Bell...... In short, it seems to be a goddess of darkness. ”

"Haven't you heard of the Dark Goddess, is it ...... Evil God, can't it be another name for Shar?" a mercenary hesitated.

"No, I mean, probably not," the name made the merchant tremble, "don't talk nonsense, there is no one in the kingdom who believes in evil gods......"

As he was casually saying something, the carriage suddenly slowed down. In a flurry of whistles and shouts, a group of knights galloped along the other side of the road. The tall horses and beautiful armor on their seats caused a commotion along the way, and the ornate tight waistcoats and dark full-body armor were enough to make any mercenary drool.

"Ah, don't worry, it's a routine inspection, it's about thirty miles from Burgundy......" The young merchant excitedly glanced at the window. However, just as he turned his head, he noticed that a mercenary had leaned over at some point, and his eyes were a strange purple color, which made people dizzy.

After a few moments, the caravan began to speed up again, except that in the last cart was only a young merchant, who was still reading to himself, as if he had no idea that there had been three mercenaries here. Most of the people in the convoy who were attracted by the roving knights didn't notice that three mercenaries had sneaked out quietly.

At this moment, under the armor on their bodies, some magical luster flickered, allowing them to run with agility on the grassy mountain beams, which was faster than the galloping horses!

"How?"

"No problem. ”

After a brief exchange, they each pulled out a scroll and unfolded it, sending a yellow light into the dirt, and then, with the bubbling liquid flowing, four interdependent circle umbras had been drawn in a radius of more than ten feet. Then, one of them took out a small box from his arms, carefully took out an object from it, and placed it in the center of the circle, which was a very uniform hexahedral crystal, and the whole body exuded a mild blue luster, but when it entered the groove, the surrounding space seemed to shake!

The three of them began to chant a mantra at the same time.

The incantation is extremely complex. It was long, but the three of them seemed to have recited it thousands of times, and even every end note was basically the same, and after an hourglass scale, the spell finally came to an end!

It was like a moment of suddenness...... The howling of the north wind swept through the winter day and disappeared, and the silent silence was almost terrifying. And the atmospheric pressure seems to suddenly increase a lot in this breath. It makes people dizzy and suffocating their hearts. Breathing is not smooth......

The strange pattern on the ground suddenly began to flicker! From the outside in, the symbols of the magic circle began to light up one by one, and countless subtle lights of various lights were intertwined. Layers of rippling ripples collided and distorted, and the light reflected off to take on an eerie dark purple color. The strange light spread and flowed through the air, and finally slowly sank into the earth, but countless fires appeared between the intricate combinations of lines on the ground. Transformed into strange magic symbols, these symbols paused and rushed out in the other direction along the ground, but in the next moment, a stream of the same magic runes had already rushed from the opposite side, rushing into the circle.

Thereupon. As soon as it was over, the complicated magic circle on the ground had disappeared, and there was nothing unusual to see at all, and the three of them glanced at each other, then quietly turned to the side of the main road, mixed with the last car of the convoy that had just passed by, and slowly walked towards the city.

After another hourglass, the caravan finally entered the city of Burgundy. However, when unloading the cargo, someone noticed that the three mercenaries who followed him were missing.

The absence of three ordinary mercenaries in the caravan is not a big deal, anyway, they can only get money at the end of the journey, and if they disappear, it is also a matter for the city guards, and the employers are happy to take it lightly. They soon began to carry the goods they needed, busy with money and negotiations. It's as if there is no life.

But there is something that has already been born.

……

"What's going on?"

Edward's gaze rested on a grayish sheen.

To be exact, it was an entity that seemed to be condensed by light, in the shape of a feather. It's just any bird. It is impossible to have such beautiful feathers.

However, it should have been more beautiful, as it belonged to Arel, the wings of a blazing god.

So, Edward's brow furrowed.

As far as he knew, the Blazing Celestial Attendant had three pairs of wings, made of pure light, but the color of that light should be golden-red—although this color was indeed vulgar, and was even often described as a representation of earth, it was indeed one of the characteristics of the Blazing Celestial Attendant, symbolizing the glorious power of the celestial creatures.

Of course, it is not impossible to change color, once the celestial creatures fall, this golden red will be stained and replaced by red and black colors. But either way, it shouldn't be what it is today, and the weird gray-white light is really reminiscent of some strange disease.

"It's nothing, it's just a change of power. ”

The voice of the reply was lazy—Elistra still leaned herself on the makeshift stone chaise longue and curled up in a seductive gesture: "Order has the power of order, and chaos has the power of chaos, opposing each other and uniting each other, and when the balance between them is broken, there will naturally be some changes. The power of the Blazing Heavenly Divine Servants is powerful, but it is also not easy to control, so they often have a strange change, once there is a mental problem, or a deviation in cognition, many of the guys in the lower realm used to be Blazing Heavenly Divine Servants, you should know, right?"

"Is it a fall?"

"The Fall is just one of them. But depravity can only be born in the lower realm, when the negative energy is relatively concentrated, and in the human world, this is not called depravity, or you can call it ordinary. The goddess chuckled and said, "Actually, it would have been better if she had fallen, but now it seems that she is more troublesome than falling." ”

"Will it be life-threatening?"

"Not necessarily. If she was too concerned about this and made some self-harming behavior, then it was ......" Goddess Dao, and changed to a more seductive position, but unfortunately, Edward's gaze did not turn to her at all. So she sighed

"Actually, that's good, it shows that she takes your oath very seriously...... The flood of emotions is by no means sustained by illusory and fragile bonds such as vows, trust, etc. Underneath the surface of a qiē is the origin of "chaos", and it doesn't even take much effort to break free from the chains of reason like a hungry mad beast. And now, she belongs to you -

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