"The undulating land that you see as you see it is the Hills of Sighs, which are spread over the western edge of the Mountains of Sighs—and behold, the peaks in the distance are covered with snow, and the mountains that reach into the clouds are the Mountains of Sighs. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Putile, who was on a horse, pointed to the towering peaks in the distance, and explained the geography of the Northland to Tails.

(It's still the same, it will be notified in the book friend group after it is changed back)

"The Sigh Mountains were once the highest mountain range on the land in the ancient imperial era, bordering the Quegur Glacier in the north, longitudinally separating the northern provinces of the empire from the Eastern Wilderness Province, and gradually extending to the north of the Green Heart Province in the south, which is now the Eastern Sea Territory of the Stars, that is, the fief of the Duke of Cullen. Sigh the danger of the mountain range, the difficulty of climbing, all make travelers look away, only bow their heads and sigh, it is named after it. Putile put down his pipe and bowed his head and sighed slightly, as if in response to his own words.

"When the ancient empire was still alive, it was a famous place of exile and chaos, and after the fall of the empire, the turmoil was even worse, until a branch of the elves moved to the mountains, which took root here for nearly three hundred years, and came and went freely from mountain to mountain, and at its peak became a kingdom of its own...... After the end battle, the northwest side of the Sigh Mountains was returned to the Western Continent, and the Southeast Sigh Mountains were within the territory of the Hhambol Dynasty in the Eastern Continent. ”

Sigh the elves in the mountains?wait, it seems to be mentioned in that book "The End of War: Heaven and Earth Break"?

Speaking of "elves", Tails couldn't help but glance at Edda behind him.

"What's wrong?" Edda noticed Tails' eyes and spread her hands angrily, "I don't know how many generations of my relatives are, and I don't learn history well!"

Tails shook his head, turning back to continue listening to Puttilla.

You can't count on this elf who can't even remember his own name.

Even if it's a polar realm.

“...... The steep Northwest Sigh Mountains stretch across the eastern part of Exeter and the Stars, and the Rebuilding Tower of the Grand Duke of Telludada and the Lone Old Tower of the Forrest Family of the Star Kingdom are located on two peaks facing each other across the valley, and both sides are very afraid of each other, but they are easy to defend and difficult to attack. ”

"The mountain range extends further north and south, which are the fiefs of the Grand Duke of Exeter Elk City and the Duke of the Guardian of the Elk Territory of the Elk Realm, but it is also because of the steepness of the Sigh Mountain Range and the temperature in the north that the Exeter Elk City and the Celestial Cliff Territory located in it are facing the dilemma that their territories are close to the end of the sea, and there are few ports, and the few ports are located on the edge of the sea cliffs......"

Putile took a puff of his pipe and looked at the mountains in the distance, revealing a color of enchantment.

"In the First and Second Continental Wars, across the End Sea, the coalition forces that invaded from the Eastern Continent landed from the East Sea Territory or the South Coast Territory of the Stars, because both the Cliff Territory of the Stars and the East Coast Ports of the Exeter Kingdom were located on the natural sea cliffs endowed by the Sighing Mountains, which were steep and towering and difficult to defend and difficult to attack...... Until the Third Continental War, the Eastern Army feinted to attack the East China Sea port of Xingchen, but unexpectedly attacked the coastline of Exeter, attacked the cliff with a small number of troops, and achieved miraculous results, and finally broke through Elk City and went straight to the heart of Exeter......"

Continental War?

Another question popped up in Tails' mind.

"The war began with a conflict between two continents – like ending the whale herd in the sea. After the end of the battle, we found that the eternal oil in their bodies is the best fuel, even more than charcoal," Putileh answered his question:

"Fishing quotas, quotas, areas and moratoriums have always been the focus of disputes between countries on both sides of the strait...... Of course, after the Third Continental War, the political situation on both sides of the strait changed too much, and we were completely at odds with Exter, and we were caught up in the struggle for hegemony in the Eastern Continent with Humble, and finally, under the new policy of the virtuous King Mindis III, we allied with the Night, and Exter became close to Humble......"

This turned the Fourth Continental War, which began in 468 A.D., into a veritable world war, in which the flames of war were no longer confined to the entangled forces of one side and invaded the other across the sea, but spread to every corner of the world. ”

Tails remembered the smiling and staff-wielding middle-aged king of the Three Kings of the Stars in the Mindis Hall, his head engraved on a silver coin, and the burnt scar on his chest, and then he thought of Corleone's Bloodline sisters and the so-called "Starry Night Alliance".

Tails shook his head, shoring it out of his head.

"Don't you approve of Mindis's foreign policy?" asked the traverser curiously.

"Not really," Putile shook his head, "It's the trend to be in alliance with the Nights - as the old Far Eastern proverb goes, befriend distant allies and attack approaching enemies." ”

"Although the Fourth Continental War is huge in scale and costly," Putile said slowly as he pondered, "but it seems to me that the new political situation has also strengthened the connection and connection between the two continents, and the conditions for the outbreak of a world war have been eliminated in increasingly complex interconnected situations, such as our Western Continental conflict with Exeter - from the Fourth Continental War to the present, we have not had a major war across continents for two centuries, and we have enjoyed peace for more than two hundred years...... In almost every century before that, we had continental wars after the contradictions between the two continents had accumulated to the extreme. ”

Tails frowned—he always felt that with such a national productive force and political system, there was something strange about the so-called continental war.

Expeditions across the sea to the continent...... How much mobilization and logistical supply is needed? Is it really a little bit of eternal oil that can be compensated for by the nations?

They advanced along the way with the gazes projected by the soldiers on both sides, and after a while, a village appeared in front of them.

Tails looked up, and he saw that the trees outside the village were tied with ropes, and many of them were tied to food, such as jerky, bread, and even prey, such as deer, foxes, and snow hares.

Is this a custom in the Northlands?

"My soldiers have confirmed the safety of this village," at this moment, Viscount Cambida, a vassal of the Grand Duke of Rumba, came from behind, he crossed the crowd, rode into the village, dismounted, and handed the reins to one of the soldiers, "We will disband some of the conscripts from their hometowns in the vicinity, and you can rest and have lunch in one of the taverns inside." ”

Tails kicked off his mount with Rolf's help, breathing a sigh of relief that he could get rid of the horse for a while, and then looked up with interest to observe the village near the Lyman Pass.

It was supposed to be a quiet little village without walls, but now it was filled with sturdy, heavily armed men. While most of the escort troops were stationed outside the village, Tails saw that the eaves of the bricks, wood, earth and stone bungalows were still bustling with Northland soldiers coming and going.

But strangely enough, these soldiers did not seem to disturb the cleanliness of the village, and they mingled with the men and women of the village in thick sackcloth, especially the area around the village square, which was already full of soldiers and villagers, wine glasses back and forth, and laughter was loud.

"I'm going to you this time, Croton!" There were two people sitting at a large wooden table that seemed to be peddling commercial goods, and a man who looked like a villager vigorously smashed the table full of wine glasses, looking at a soldier who was not to be outdone, and shouted: "In one minute, I can drink ten glasses!"

"We'll know right away if you're bragging," said the soldier, dropping his axe, taking off his breastplate, and slamming the table with the same displeasure, "the one who wins gets Alosa's wreath!"

The crowd of onlookers cheered enthusiastically, and one of the young girls carrying a basket of flowers laughed.

"What bullshit!" she put down the flower basket, sat down with a bold lift of her skirt, and joined the wine party on the round table: "Only those who can drink me can get my wreath!"

Tails couldn't help but chuckle, and at that moment, he even forgot a little that it was this group of Exeter soldiers who were fighting with his guards on the battlefield and killing each other.

Unlike the well-behaved, hierarchical society that Tails came into contact with in Eternal Star City, the pace of this rural village of Exeter was wild and brisk, the atmosphere was warm and relaxed, and the villagers were basically tall and sturdy Northlanders, with rough looks and hearty smiles.

"Hey, Tulha, how long are we going to stay here?" a bearded soldier who looked like a mid-level officer, carrying a war hammer in one hand and a wooden wine glass in the other, shouted at them, "Please, please tell me I can spend the night!"

"I'll leave in the afternoon," replied Tulha dissatisfied, "until then, tighten your pants for me, Iron-Headed Kov!"

"It's a pity," the bearded officer muttered as he took a sip of wine with a look of disappointment, and the wine ran down his beard, "I remember there was a beautiful cook at the Heroes' Tavern......"

Ignoring the pointing and pointing of the soldiers and villagers on the roadside, and the contempt and malice in his eyes, Tails followed Kambida and Tulha all the way forward, followed by the rest of the Mission.

"The way you make sure it's safe is to let the soldiers into the village and drink with the villagers?" looked at the Northland soldiers who walked by, laughing shoulder to shoulder with the villagers, and the prince's young attendant, Wyah Cassel, warily pressed the sword at his waist, and disagreed: "If I were an assassin, I would be mixed in with these villagers." ”

"Don't be too nervous, it's not the stars, it's Exeter!" Viscount Cambida laughed, "This village is almost full of retired veterans, and they can be trusted...... In fact, out of honor and dignity, among them, the prince, who was a guest, was only safer. ”

Wya, for his part, shrugged his shoulders and pursed his lips to express his suspicions.

"Don't worry," Tails nodded to his attendant, "The soldiers have scattered into the village, and even the Assassins have to consider the possibility and cost of the assassination." ”

"This is the village of the pass, isn't it," Putile looked around wistfully, "I remember there was a tavern here, and the owner of it was famous......"

"The Heroes' Tavern, a tavern opened by a retired veteran thirty years ago," Tuleha said lightly, "and the rye liquor inside is famous." ”

Curiously looking around, Tails followed Kambida and Tulha to a large stone house with a large wine glass sign hanging from the door. The Fire Knight pushed open the two doors and entered the bustling Hero's Tavern.

Tails followed into the warm stone house, leaving the cold behind him, and watched the tavern full of guests fall silent for a moment, many people turned their eyes to them, and Tails recognized that many of the guests were Northland soldiers, apparently just arrived.

But after a few seconds, the tavern returned to a lively atmosphere, as if it were just a few ordinary people who had entered.

"You didn't empty the tavern," Waiya said with a frown, "Your Highness's ......"

A rough and old voice exploded:

"Boy, this is my tavern," said a stout silver-haired old man with a frowning face, his elbows resting on the wooden bar, with a look of disdain:

"Whether it's a king, a priest, a foreigner, or even a god, no one can drive away my guests here!"

Waiya frowned.

The old man then squinted and looked down at Tails, revealing a strange look: "There are a lot of people in you...... I only entertain guests who pay for alcohol. ”

Tails smiled at him.

The traverser couldn't help but notice that although the vicissitudes of life in front of him were a little old, at least over sixty, his arm muscles were still developed, his waist was thick and straight, and his eyes were direct and fierce.

"Kaslan, don't worry about the number of people or the cost of the drink!" Kambidah laughed, unceremoniously sat down at the bar, and pulled out a money bag, "We have a small golden disc with a Necaru head here...... By the way, the Grand Duke of Heisha asked me to say hello to you!"

Tails' eyes moved: A retired veteran, an ordinary tavern owner, can let the Grand Duke of Black Sand personally intervene?

But Kambida apparently didn't get the response he deserved.

"Six Exeter coppers per cup of rye wine, and the price of the nobles is sixty," the owner of the tavern, the old man Kaslan, glanced at the money bag with a cold expression, then pushed it back and snorted coldly: "Also, I don't charge gold coins." ”

"Especially the gold coin from that homicide rumba. ”

Kambida's face froze suddenly.

Tails was also shocked: Killing relatives?

Kambida stretched out his hand towards Tulha behind him, showing a helpless expression.

"It's a duel of inheritance that follows the ancient rites," Tuleha stepped forward, quietly pulling out a bag full of Exeter's copper and silver coins, and said lightly, "The Grand Duke defeated his eldest brother, that's all...... The casualties were just accidents. ”

"Whatever he wants, killing relatives is killing relatives!" Old man Kaslan disdainfully accepted the money bag, "As for the so-called duel ancient ceremony...... That's what the Empire used to make us kill each other. ”

The Grand Duke of the Black Sand killed his brother and seized the inheritance, following what seems to be some kind of dueling ritual of the Ancient Empire?

Tails silently put this information into his heart.

And also...... Tails looked at the rugged old man in front of him: the identity of this tavern owner was not simple, and he didn't seem to be on the same side as Rumba.

Maybe some intel can be gleaned from here?

"So it's one, two, three...... Six, seven, eight......" Kaslan flipped his money bag and counted the number of people in front of him.

"Wait!" Tails had an idea, and said in a timely voice: "The Black Sand Grand Duke's belongs to them, but a few of us will pay for it ourselves...... We've had, uh, about a dozen people......"

Caslan's eyes rolled and he noticed Tails again, who couldn't even reach the bar.

Kambida frowned and looked thoughtfully at Tails.

Tails nodded to Putira, who raised a frown, and then stepped forward and grabbed a few silver coins and copper.

"Ah, I recognize this avatar...... King of Oaths, is Midil the King," Kaslan took the silver coin and dropped it casually, but picked up the copper coin engraved with Middil's head, carefully studied the pattern on it, and then raised his head, and smiled, revealing a mouth full of yellow teeth: "You are from the Empire?"

"No," Tails smiled and shook his head, "we're from the stars. ”

Beside him, Waiya's face changed, and Putirai was thoughtful.

"I see, imp, you're the prince of the stars...... I'm going to apologize. Kaslan stared straight at him, "It's a long journey." ”

Tails shrugged.

"Alright," Caslan snorted, "there's no reason to be wrong with money. ”

"Hey!" protested Kambida, "Isn't the Grand Duke of Rumba's gold coins money?"

"Hey, Bryne!" The owner of the Hero's Tavern ignored His Excellency the Viscount, he let go of his voice and knocked on the wooden window behind him: "Twenty glasses of ale...... Ordinary ones will do!"

Behind the bar came a tall black-haired man in his thirties, with a burn scar on the left side of his face, and snorted coldly.

I saw the tavern guy pick up a thin wooden stick with an unhappy expression, turn to the cabinet behind him, and with a flick of his arm, skillfully string the ears of a dozen wooden wine glasses, and pull them up like a skewer.

His arm shook again, and more than a dozen cups smashed onto the bar. Brein deftly drew his stick, then picked up a large wooden barrel and began to pour wine into the rows of glasses, looking at the crowd with an unkind look as he poured, glaring fiercely at Tails in the middle.

"It's not something you can do with your arms," Wya's expression shifted as he watched his man's movements, and whispered, "I bet he's a master with a sword." ”

"Don't be surprised," Caslan laughed, "My guys here are old and rough ...... who have been soldiers."

"Of course, the Heroes Tavern," Tulha said lightly, "a distribution center for retired soldiers from the Northlands." ”

Tails was saddened to find that he couldn't even reach the chairs at the bar, and it was too embarrassing to speak out in front of everyone.

At this time, it is especially important to have a guard who can speak sign language.

Rolf lifted Tails onto the bar stool (Waiter Waiya, who found himself unemployed again, frowned again), Kambida and Putile sat down to his left and right, and Stellar and Exter's men sat down at two round tables in distinct groups, and the soldiers stared at each other.

"Oh my God," said Willow, looking at the noisy Northland drinkers around him, "I've never been this far away to drink. ”

"Hold your guns," said veteran Jenard with a frown, "maybe they'll pounce on them at any point." ”

"Mr. Caslan," Tails curled the corners of his mouth, bringing out the skills he remembered to talk to people, "when did you open the Heroes Tavern, and why is it called that?"

"Twenty years," Caslan lazily watched as Brein filled his glasses, then brought three of them to the bar, and let Bryne serve the other out himself: "After being injured and retired, he returned to his hometown and opened a tavern...... As for why it's called the Heroes Tavern, hey, my mother-in-law's boring name. ”

"By the way," Tails touched the wooden wine glass, which was half his head high, and sensibly decided not to touch it, "When I entered the village, I found all kinds of food tied to the trees at the door, what happened?"

"The dead cold is coming," Kaslan yawned, bringing a few plates of brown bread that didn't look very appetizing, "It's a gift from the mountains." ”

Both Tulha and Kambida took the black bread and nibbled into their mouths with the ale, and the latter looked at Waiya with a sad expression and could not swallow it.

"Better eat more," Kambida said lightly, "we have to travel in the afternoon...... Camp at night. ”

Pampered Star People...... Kambida chuckled in his heart: this is the sign of the Hero's Tavern, the ordinary coarse grain of the villagers of the Northland.

Wyaya frowned at the black bread in front of him.

Putile sighed and grabbed the bread - it seemed that this was the food for noon today.

Probably a deliberate act by Kambida to test the prince's attitude, or to retaliate against the prince's coldness, one of the two.

But then, everyone was amazed to see that the Venerable Second Prince of the Stars, His Highness Tyers Bright Star, grabbed a thick, hard piece of black bread with both hands......

Then nibble on the next bite without care.

That expression, it seems, is not eating black bread that is difficult to swallow, but

"The gift of the mountains?" Tails asked curiously, munching on the hard bread in his mouth, "Cold?"

Well, it tastes pretty good, and you just need to grind and bite into it...... Unlike the brown bread in the fraternity, it is baked over a fire when it is bad.

Kaslan's expression moved, and the look in his eyes became more and more interesting.

"The extreme cold is unique to the Northland, when the Northland will usher in the coldest time of the year, the hours of sunshine will be drastically shortened, people must wear very thick leather jackets, and bring enough fire supplies, not too far away, the daily outdoor activities will be compressed to less than three hours. Putitier looked at Tails, who was eating with relish, with a strange look in his eyes.

It's because I've been traveling all year round and have developed a hard tooth and a good appetite...... But His Royal Highness the Prince, he......

Huaiya ate a bite of bread with a bitter face, and only felt like vomiting, but he looked at Rolf next to him who was also willing, and suddenly rekindled his appetite and fighting spirit.

"The weather is as cold as a few weeks as long as a month," Putileh continued, "as for the gifts of the mountains......"

"That's a gift to the gods," said the tavernkeeper, the old man Kaslan, with a grin, and took over, "Hang the first prey you hunt today, the first food you touch, to the treetops, and it belongs to the gods...... It can only be used by travelers who have to go out in the freezing cold, for the favor of the gods. ”

"Gods......" Tails swallowed bread: "Which god is it, the sunset, the bright moon, the night?"

In his memory, the gods in Yongxing City who were more famous and had their own temples seemed to be these three.

But Kaslan smiled: "No, what we commemorate is the gods of the Northland and the world that have been passed down since ancient times, watching over the earth and mountains, and protecting the generous gods of the wild travelers,"

"People call it ......"

"Lord of the mountains. ”

――――

Star Kingdom, Yongxing City West Ring District, at the entrance of the Xicheng Alert Hall.

"I'm sorry, Captain Cohen Karabiyan has taken a month's long vacation," Miss Jorah, the secretary of the West Side Alert Department, looked at the young short-haired brown girl in front of her with a cold expression, "I mean, at least a month. ”

Grows taller than me.

Legs are longer than mine.

The ass is more warped than me.

Miss Jorah thought indignantly.

Luckily, my boobs are bigger than hers.

Immediately, Miss Jorah stood up proudly, brushed the long red hair on her head, and said proudly, "If you want to find him, you can leave a message...... I see him a lot, and I can help you tell him about it. ”

And.

Not as feminine as I am.

Looks like a boy.

Miss Jorah looked at the brown-haired woman in front of her with displeasure.

I saw that the other party slowly frowned, and said, "Yes, he's not here......"

Well, the speech is also coarse...... Not at all like a woman.

Miss Jorah thought so, and suddenly felt much better.

Well, that's the male duck voice...... She would never admit that it was "heroic".

The woman with short brown hair was silent for a moment, looking at Miss Jorah quietly.

Miss Jorah felt a little embarrassed.

The brown-haired girl immediately lowered her head and looked at the coat of arms of the Twin Towers longsword logo on her right hand, and smiled at the corner of her mouth.

"Well, please leave him a message," the brown-haired girl smiled playfully at Miss Jorah's expression, "just say ......"

Under the impatient eyes of the secretary, the brown-haired girl licked her lips.

"On the day of Hongfang Street, the woman lying in his arms missed him. ”

Miss Jorah's face changed, as if she had been struck by lightning.

Hung Fang Street ......

Lying on ......

He was in his arms......

Woman......

Miss him......

Miss Jorah's eyes widened in disbelief, her brow furrowed, and she looked at the woman in front of her with a uncertain expression.

How could it be.

This woman?

...... with the handsome Captain Cohen

Actually......

Yala Saliton chuckled.

"Hahaha......"

"Well, I'm kidding," the descendant of the Assassin's Flower smiled and waved his hand as he stroked his abdomen under the murderous eyes of Miss Secretary, "I'm with that blonde ...... The vigilant officer has only seen once. ”

It just saved his life by the way.

"You like him, you have a crush on him, you love him to death, you want to have a baby for him or something," Yala shook her head under the secretary's strange eyes again, "I don't care...... I'm not your rival or rival, I'm just asking him for a favor. ”

"Rest assured...... He's not my type yet. The former bartender smiled brightly.

Miss Secretary blushed rarely.

She looked at Yara's sincere eyes, a little at a loss for a moment, speechless.

The silence lasted for more than ten seconds.

Miss Jorah finally exhaled.

"Well," said Miss Jorah, turning her head in embarrassment, the flush on her face still not gone, "Actually, Captain Cohen...... He's back in the Tower of the End, and we can reach him here with a letter crow, you can write him a letter and ......"

Yala smiled.

"Well, I'll write to him," the young former barmaid nodded, thinking something, "Thank you, Miss Jorah." ”

"Actually, if it's not too much trouble," said the secretary, a little embarrassed, "maybe I can help you too." You're a friend of Cohen after all......"

“...... Even though I'm just a secretary to the director, I know a lot of people...... My brother, for example, is serving the royal family, and he has access to a lot of big names......"

That way you don't have to go to Captain Cohen.

Miss Jorah silently clenched her fists in her heart: Do you think it's over if you say you don't like him?

Are you kidding......

Don't underestimate a woman's persistence, whether it's your own or your rival's!

Yala looked at Jorah in surprise and smiled.

"You can't help with this," Yala shook her head helplessly, "You're still too ......"

Yara stopped talking suddenly, she remembered something.

Miss Jorah looked expectant.

"Maybe you can really help me," she said slowly, "Jorah, you are the secretary of the Alert Department, whether it is a case, a wanted notice, or intelligence, you can see it, can you help me pay attention to some information?"

Miss Jorah smiled, and she nodded, "Of course, if it's not classified...... What do you want to know?"

Yala exhaled and said in a low voice: "I want to find out where the large arms smuggling cases occurred in the past few years, when Xingchen went abroad...... Especially when it comes to the Brotherhood of the Dark Streets...... There's a guy named Roda ......."

Miss Jorah took out a pen and paper.

"And," Yala hesitated, but finally said, "I have three more kids...... The trait is obvious that they were most likely abducted by the Brotherhood, but they are not in Eternal Star City......"

Miss Jorah looked up strangely.

(To be continued.) )