Chapter 307: The Wasteland

3773 in the Calendar of the Gods, January.

Last year's winter was not yet completely over, and the cold winds were still raging on the land, with bare trees standing on the barren fields, and some vegetation that still grew tenaciously in winter on the earthy yellow sand dunes and soil.

The snow, which has become a little black and gray, appears in people's eyes from time to time, and the cold weather does not completely melt them. The demonic creatures that usually haunt are also gone, so I guess they have taken refuge somewhere else to survive this winter.

A horse-drawn carriage slowly moved down the narrow road, slowly passing through the land in the winter sun.

In the carriage, which was occasionally lifted by raised stones or hollow potholes in the road, sat three people, two men and one woman, who were none other than Kyllius and his party, who were about to leave Ustano. Counting the people who were catching the train outside the carriage, a total of four people walked silently on this barren land.

At this time, they were very close to the borders of the kingdom.

"The land in the northern part of the kingdom is much drier and more barren than the rest of the country, and there are generally few people who want to settle here, which is the main reason why the kingdom has placed so many orc tribes here. ”

Bellamy, who was sitting at the front of the carriage, looked at the scenery outside the window, and introduced it to Kyllius and Cheryl, who were sitting in front of him and hugging each other like glue.

"Indeed, it looks much more barren than Banki. Kylelius played with the warm body of the little pet in his arms while looking out the window at the wild landscape. Said approvingly.

"And it's not just barren, it's very chaotic...... Bellamy adds.

"......Chaos? Is it even more chaotic than Banky?" Kylelius sneered, apparently not believing that this so-called chaos could cause any trouble for himself and the others.

But contrary to Kyrlius's expectations, Bellamy did not show the embarrassed expression he expected, but said with a serious face: "Yes, in my opinion, it is much more dangerous here than Banji......"

"Oh...... Specifically, this should be the garrison of the border army, and in general, it will not be more chaotic than Banji, where a large number of adventurers gather. Is there any particular reason?" asked Kelelius with interest.

"Definitely. This was the garrison of the Northern Legion. But the army scattered almost along the entire border line. It is impossible to control the orcs who move freely in this vast desert. Even if they were to be found, it would be considered the favor of the goddess of doom, as ordinary human soldiers would never be able to defeat the young and strong troops of the orcs in skirmishes. Bellamy said with disdain and envy.

"And the orcs themselves are suitable for the body of a warrior class. Let them be higher than the Frontier Legion in terms of the number and even the quality of professionals. So it's not just an army of ordinary people who are afraid of them. Even the powerful Traveler's Church here. I don't dare to easily provoke these simple-minded and rough guys. Bellamy said.

"No, even if His Majesty, the king of mercenaries, is reluctant to manage his church and followers in the human world, but if a large church branch or a large number of believers are attacked by the enemy. He's not going to sit idly by. After all, their enemies are just a group of escapees abandoned by the orc gods. Kylelius asked, puzzled.

The orcs who left the desert in the northernmost part of the continent were called desert escapees, that is, the guys who could not endure the trials given to them by the orc lord god and ran away. They are spurned by the entire mainstream society of orcs, and are not even allowed to continue to believe in the orc main god, and will never be protected by the orc main god.

The Traveler's Church, which has the backing of the true God, should not be afraid of them.

But it's not that simple.

"Because these orc mercenaries, who are fierce and war-minded, have always been followers of His Majesty Vant-Omir, the Lord of War. Even though the Orc Lord God abandoned them who had fled the tribe and the desert, they were never afraid of any power of the Church under the rule of the True God. ”

"The Lord of War? Yes, they fled in time from the land where they had to abandon their lives and deaths, and the blood of war still exists in their blood. Kylelius nodded in agreement.

"But then again, the kingdom can really tolerate these orcs who are the source of chaos...... "Keellius said jokingly.

"If all the orc tribes were doing this, then even kingdoms lacking soldiers would not sit idly by and at least expel them. But as I've just said, not every tribe of orcs will participate in the attack on the army. Bellamy explained.

"Most orcs will abide by the agreement between the various clans and the kingdom, and join the kingdom's army when they reach adulthood, just like ......" At this point, Bellamy suddenly stopped, obviously not wanting to continue.

Both Kylelius and Cheryl understood Bellamy's mood at this time, so it was natural to divert the topic.

"What are we going to do next? Cheryl asked curiously.

"I think the first thing I should do is find a place to rest, it's almost evening. Kyrlius said as he looked out the window at the darkening sky.

"Excuse me, how long will it be before we can rest?" asked Kylelius in a loud voice, apparently asking the driver outside the carriage.

"There's a border bazaar right in front of you, and it's a bit of a mess, but I have no problem finding a resting hotel, at least for a few distinguished adults!" replied the driver in the same loud voice.

"Then the next step sister has decided, just go there and find an inn......" Kylelius made a decision, and then looked at Cheryl's amorous face in his arms, and continued: "Also, in the next time, you have to call me Your Excellency the Bishop, and the previous title can no longer be used, at least not in front of outsiders." ”

"Yes, Father Priest......" Cheryl's calm and seductive voice sounded again, and her natural and unpretentious expression and tone made her exude a charm that made the opposite sex defenseless.

Although she said this, Cheryl didn't pay much attention to what Kyrlius said just now. (To be continued......)

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