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The scheming made the Psychic frown at the shouting, and he lifted the curtain on the carriage, his eyes flashed, and he noticed that there were quite a few people in the group, more than a dozen horsemen.

It's just that when it comes to Su zhì, that's just the way it is - in fact, on this big 6, all the teams that are stained with the word city guard are about the same, although they still have a mount to some extent, but in addition to a chain mail, a long sword, that is, the wooden pole spear that has been raised at this moment, it can be regarded as a little military majesty.

But eighty percent of this majesty is in their leaders.

A half-body of steel armor on his body shimmered in the sun, this delicate armor had excellent defensive ability, but the weight was very light, and it had always been very popular with those straw knights who lacked strength, and this guy's body, every piece of armor was extremely neat and shiny. It turned out to be an enchanted piece of equipment. The sky-blue undershirt under his armor was made of the finest gastrodia. Coupled with a shiny coat, he didn't look like a knight, but a bit like a noble son......

"Who are you?" "Stop, we're going to check ......"

"We have a lady in the car, you can't just check it!"

The mercenaries around the carriage lifted the reins of their horses, and suddenly a semi-circle formation stopped this group of approaching cavalry - the mercenaries accompanying Edward were the elite selected by Meliane from among the mercenaries, although there were only ten people, but they were all shrewd and capable veterans who were skilled in martial arts, and their equipment was extremely luxurious. Ten men formed a straight line, the sharp edge of the spear effectively weakened the morale of the group of visitors, forcing them to stop ten feet in front of the carriage.

"You have the audacity to resist the inspection of the city guards, do you want to rebel?" exclaimed the knight in magic armor, apparently he had already made it. However, this invincible deterrence in the past had no effect at all in the face of that circle of cold and glittering spearheads. When the spears pressed down in unison, the flickering cold light caused the knight to pull the reins of his horse, and the mount took a few steps back and snorted, so that he had to scream a few times before he could barely control it.

So that bit of momentum was vented.

"You ......"

"What happened? I don't remember when Drum Mountain City declared full martial law. Have you changed the rules in the past few months?"

The young knight was momentarily embarrassed, but before he could do so, a voice interrupted him. The simple question made his whole body tremble almost reflexively, and he almost let go of the horse's reins!

The voice was low. But it was mild, and it sounded younger than him, but it was palpitating more than the low roars of the soldiers—for the voice was in his ears...... To be precise, it actually rings in his heart.

He reached out his iron-gloved palm and pressed his helmet before noticing the face peeking out of the window...... A black hood hung down softly, and together with the shadows of the same color underneath, the face was obscured in a deep understanding.

The knight gasped.

Although this hood with a robe is not a special attire, it is only useful for ordinary people in the rain...... As for treating it as an ordinary attire. Then there is only one kind of person who will get used to this kind of thing.

"That...... I beg your pardon, Your Excellency, that some of the little ones tried to stir up trouble by assassinating the nobles of the city, though they have now been severely punished...... However, in order to be sure, in recent times, the population in and out of the city has to be checked. I'm sorry for you. His voice immediately became respectful, noticing the difference between the mercenaries.

The armor of these mercenaries was either not as smooth and beautiful as his, and the steel-shelled cuirass was not as fine as his. But it was easy to notice the identical pattern on it, and the fine chain mail under the carapace—a combination of standard armor and chain mail, far from being possessed by mercenaries and the like, and only used by regular knights.

While the cloaks of these men, as well as the somewhat muffled weapons around them and in the saddle, made them look no different from ordinary mercenaries, it was clearly a disguise.

The knight immediately raised his hand to let the group of people behind him retreat, and at the same time couldn't help but secretly rejoice in his heart, glad that his eyesight was not bad...... Although I don't know what kind of big people are in this carriage, I can't afford to have a mage and a team of knights...... There's always nothing to lose by being cautious.

"Well, if you don't mind, I'm willing to lead you into the city as a guide, so that you can save a lot of trouble. The knight was clearly a thoughtful man, and the roll of his eyes made him more thoughtful.

Then there was only an answer from the carriage. The knight turned his horse's head with joy, and regardless of the stunned subordinates, he began to guide the knights.

"Love, Mr. Edward, is that okay? We don't know this guy at all...... I think at least some caution should be reserved ......"

In the carriage, little Ryan frowned, glanced at the guide who came to the door by himself from the window, and then pulled the soft velvet robe of the telemancer: "Or are you in control...... He?"

"Huh?" Edward, who was already a little absent-minded, raised his eyebrows, "Why do you think that?" he asked.

"Because ......"

The little guy was startled, but apparently, in the face of this young man, who was not much older than him, he did not dare to hide any thoughts: "I have observed, your eyes...... If your eyes turn silver, even for a little while, it means that you have cast a spell. ”

Edward nodded.

Psychic sorcerers use the power of the spirit to gather energy and manifest abilities without any spell gestures or materials, but that doesn't mean that their power is without signs...... For example, the silver flickering in the pupils, for example, the faint humming sound in the air. For example, the astral dust that condenses in the air around you.

However, just staying by his side for such a short time, he has not seen many opportunities for manifestation, but he can deduce one of his abilities, it seems that this little guy is really not a simple coward.

In fact, at the beginning of this trip, Edward had no plans to take so many men with him, and certainly had no intention of taking this little guy with him - although he didn't care about anything, but after all, there were many people and mixed hands. There would be some unnecessary trouble, but Miss Half-Elf insisted on taking the little one, and the latter was eager to try it without taking the wrong medicine, so Edward did not say anything to stop it in the end - if he took this little one, at least his over-energetic sister would not play any tricks on Edward's territory.

But now, he was somewhat interested in the little one. At least this keen observation is quite unexpected.

"Have you ever studied spells?" he asked.

Of course, he didn't have much hope.

The lords and nobles on the Big 6. At a very young age, he often let his children learn magic and knowledge from the mages around him. After all, a mage is usually more promising than a nobleman below the earl, and if he can break through the level of his real name, he is even more reliable than an earl or something, even if his ability is not strong, he can add strength to the family.

But this kind of test starts early, which means that if there is any talent, it will be provoked long ago.

"I've learned a little bit of the fur of spells. Lord Edward. Somewhat unexpectedly to the psychic mancer, the little guy gave a somewhat curious answer: "However, because of the influence of our Ryan family...... Inadequate. So I haven't been able to delve into this aspect of the ......"

The little guy raised his head and stared at the Psychiocrat's eyes shining, and the envy and longing that could not be concealed made him have a headache for a while.

So, after entering the city, Edward chose to get out of the car and walk.

Of course, it's not about hiding from anything. It's just because Drum Mountain City, after all, is also a fairly prosperous city, with a market that can be counted in Tuminis.

It has to be said that the bustle of the city has been as good as Edward expected. Although it can't be compared to the bustle of a big city. But the small streets and alleys here are full of people......

However, there is no such thing as a Romante, and the commercial district is chaotic and chaotic, which is the most common in the world - most of the buildings on both sides of the road are various exchanges, and as a hub of transportation, Gushan City has a vast supply of goods, from furs to logs, from gems to metal minerals, as well as works of art, gold and silver utensils, and almost all kinds of goods in the south.

However, there was no order in these things, and two dwarves with braided beards opened the doors of the blacksmith's shop, and in addition to displaying and selling finished products, they were also responsible for making them on the spot. At the stall in front of them, a few red-skinned vendors with obvious imperial civilian blood were selling gifts from their vast forests: honey, furs, and nuts like pine nuts, and a lumber shop with fine or rough furniture piled up in front of the door, but the next shop was a specialty from the extremely cold regions further north, the skin and oil of the sea kings, and their specialty: the narwhal's horn. It was made of similar materials to ivory, and the carvings were far more popular than the antlers, another carving material they brought.

Edward casually carried two barrels of fine honey, this thing is the main ingredient of many snacks in this era of lack of candy, of course, there are also all kinds of spices, Burgundy is located in the middle of nowhere, and it is not a production area of any spices, although the caravan of the Lino Bili family has brought a lot of resources recently, but spices are still impossible

Of course, the reason why Gushan City has become a hub is not just because of the 6 transportation routes that extend in all directions...... The Neva River, one of the two major rivers of Tuminis, flows through the southeast of the city, and the river transport also fills the city with all kinds of interesting things.

The larger merchants in Gushan came from the affluent south. Their cart was not far from the bunk, and it was packed so full of small bags that it almost crushed the sturdy ebony. Spices, wines, and all sorts of fabrics were brought into the shops by the coolies. And hanging at the door of the shop pù is cotton and linen cloth in all colors. There is even silk made of spider silk from the dark regions. This extraordinarily gorgeous and smooth fabric is extremely popular throughout the Big 6. From time to time, someone gritted his teeth and took out his wallet with a look of extreme pain. Buy such a piece of things for your own woman.

"Do you want me to buy you two?" Edward's gaze swept over the dazzling array of cloths, and then turned to the three girls beside him...... Although it would not be long before the underground trade routes of Burgundy would bring him larger quantities of silk, it would take some time before they arrived.

"Hey, Edward, why don't we go find the half-blood's stronghold here?" the half-elf asked quietly after glancing at him with interest.

"Don't worry, anyway, now that the matter is out, if the duke's mind is hot, expel these half-elves directly. Then we don't have to work hard at all to get things done, and we rush to the door, which will only give the other party the capital to bargain. The Psychic Warlock spoke unhurriedly, reaching out and pinching the silk from the stall beside him.

It's more detailed than I remember...... After all, this is a pure spider silk product, and in the era of memory, this kind of thing is not

From the beginning, he had no idea of fighting.

"What are you doing?!"

The boy let out an angry roar, turning everyone's eyes to him and the man he was facing.

A beggar.

He hunched his body. Peek out from under the dirty, greasy, straw-encched patch. He stopped at the boy in front of him, who was much shorter than him, and the mercenaries who surrounded him...... He didn't try to run away like his peers, but just let his thin black arm hang in the air in embarrassment - in fact, this action alone seemed to have exhausted all his strength, making his skeletal body tremble in the burlap with a few holes, "Little, little master...... Kind ...... Little master, let's enjoy some food, poor and pitiful, I haven't eaten for half a decade......" he began. The sound was almost squeezed out from the depths of the body, and the dry phlegm in the throat lowered the tone to an almost inaudible voice.

"You ......"

Little Ryan's screams were hoarse, and the little nobleman was frozen in place by a scene he had never seen before, and he didn't know what to do for a moment—though he was sure that the guy who had suddenly slammed into him from a small alley had just reached out and grabbed the money bag at his waist, but when he was facing that face. His head was a mess, and his mouth opened, but he turned his head away because he was looking at the withered face. He felt like he was going to cry.

Edward frowned.

The beggar's head, though mud-cmeed, would notice the outline of the ears sticking out from under the unkempt head, which had taken on a dark brown color, like the dead leaves of autumn, but which were of an unusually long and an acute angle upward.

"Fuck off, you damn thing!"

The brief silence was immediately broken by a shout, and the captain of the guard rushed violently, flew up, and kicked the poor man in the waist. Kick his skinny body straight away!

The muffled scream lasted only a moment, and the tremendous force pushed his body into the corner of the street, and slammed into a stone wall, unluckily, with a soft click on the thin shoulders and neck, the head slumped to the side, and the last bit of vitality dissipated, and he was finally free from all suffering forever.

"Well, your Excellency, are you alright?"

The knight clapped his hands, turned to little Ryan, and asked with concern, without depriving himself of a life-or perhaps he just thought that what he had just done was nothing more than kicking away a piece of garbage for a few distinguished guests: "I'm sorry, but in Drum Mountain City these days, you'd better keep an eye out for those half-elves, they're some headache maggots, they do everything, liars, thieves, buggers, thugs...... As long as they smell copper plates and silver, they are like rats around the bakery...... But if you're not careful, they'll take something from you, so don't let their looks fool you. ”

"Though he is only a beggar, will he not get you into any trouble if he is killed in this way?" as far as I know, Lord Duke, he is quite fond of his feathers. Why don't you want to break the bank and avoid disaster?" Edward raised an eyebrow.

"Ha, trouble, you're too worried," the knight tugged at the corners of his mouth: "It doesn't matter, these lowly guys will be deprived of their identities sooner or later, maybe in these two days, the Grand Duke will order all of them to be sent to the mines in the north as slaves, and those who can pay a hundred gold coins for poll tax redemption can stay in the city, as for this, ha!"

"You ......" The little nobleman's face turned pale, and then he couldn't help asking, "This is, why is this, Mr. Knight, what the hell have they done?"

"I don't know what was done, but it was the Grand Duke's order," the knight shook his head, but his eyes were around

"Pretty ladies, do you want to buy a flower?"

The girl's face, as weak as a sheep's, peeked out from under her hat, and her pale golden head tied in a ponytail was clearly uncombed. A linen skirt with a few patches had been washed a little white, but there were a few dusty hands and faces, and a pair of pale green eyes looked extraordinarily large on the thin face...... One qiē and one qiē seem to have condensed into a poor word.

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