"Mr. Bagson, do you know this place?"
Regarding the old explorer's questions, Anvis just kept a decent smile and did not answer formally.
"Okay, okay, I understand."
Seeing Anvis's reaction, Bergson nodded clearly.
"That ruin is located in the Messejika Wasteland. I don't know where you obtained this image of the ruins, but if your target is really the Moon Calling Secret Cult, then I think you should have heard of this name. .”
As he spoke, the old explorer took out a sheepskin map and circled a range on it.
“The Messages Wasteland is a rocky wilderness on the northeast side of the island, on the right side of the central mountain range.
I can give you the information there, but of course, since it involves the Moon Calling Secret Cult, the price may be higher. "
Looking at Anwes, whose eyes were gradually showing a strange look, Bergson looked matter-of-factly.
"What's the matter? It involves a dangerous cult of gods. I'll add a little price. Is this reasonable?"
"No... I just originally thought that when you mentioned the Moon Calling Secret Cult, you had some special meaning."
Anvis shook his head, a little surprised.
.….….
Kalras, the adventurer's shop 'George's General Store'.
The owner George has been having a headache recently.
Recently, many strangers from unknown places have appeared in the city of Kallas.
This did make his business more prosperous, but it also caused more trouble.
The clothes of these foreigners look like refugees, but they are completely different from the refugees of the past.
The strangest thing is that they seem to have a completely different behavior pattern.
Just squat down and steal things from under his nose.
Even after taking it, do you still want to sell his goods to him again?
Simply outrageous!
There was even one time when he really lost a lot of things. When he was upset, a stranger suddenly appeared at his place and claimed to sell items.
And what he sold was exactly the same as what he lost——
?
Do these foreigners who have a problem with their brains think that there is something wrong with his head, George?
Just like now, he caught another stranger running into the house and rummaging through the boxes.
After being stopped by him, this guy actually looked at him in surprise.
That confident look in his eyes caused George to have a moment of self-doubt.
Shouldn't I stop it?
Originally, in order to serve as a warning to others, such refugees would have to have one of their hands broken off and then throw it out to the city guards.
But now, George is a little restless.
Killing too many chickens will also make you tired.
He felt that he was no longer killing as a warning to others, but that he had changed his profession and became an executioner.
After locking the door of the store, George grabbed the stranger and drove him directly to the city guard's station, and then locked him in Kallas' dungeon.
The city guard was very busy now, so he had to deliver it in person.
It just so happened that he could take a chance to take a break.
Along the way, he saw many similar foreigners.
It's easy to judge. Those who jump around, those who lie on the ground and look up, and those who walk upside down are all foreigners.
Seeing him twisting a dejected stranger and walking towards the city guard barracks, these people turned to stare at him.
George was originally a little worried that these people would rush forward to rescue their compatriots.
But in fact, none of them came forward, and instead seemed to be gloating about their misfortune.
He didn't quite understand why, but he was somewhat relieved.
The city guard's station is not far from the inner city wall, half above ground and half underground.
The part exposed on the ground is a towering three-story rock building with a very cold style.
On the other side of the military camp, there is a vast animal pen area where special magical beasts such as war horses, dragon beasts, and griffons are raised.
When he passed the towering limestone city gate in the inner city of Kallas, he saw a black and gold carriage with Warcraft horses tied to the shaft. With a rumbling roar, it drove onto the flat rock road in the inner city, heading towards the city lord's palace. The direction rushes away.
"Those aristocratic gentlemen are so kind. I guess they don't have to work all day long. They also have servants who can help lock the door and look after the house when they go out."
Looking at the luxurious carriage with some envy, George unconsciously increased his strength in his hands, causing the player in his hands to lose two points of blood.
After quickly delivering it to the city guard station, George hurried back, as his grocery store had to continue to open.
.….….
At this time, in the palace of the Lord of Kallas City, there was a meeting hall.
The meeting hall with a history of thousands of years is decorated in a simple and elegant way. The dome structure has been renovated several times and is decorated with exquisite large-scale painted murals.
Huge gold-rimmed banners exuding a sense of history hang high on the walls on both sides, with the crystal bird coat of arms in the center shining brightly.
"Your Majesty the Duke!"
Facing the sudden arrival of Duke Carrot, the consul and the scholar responsible for providing references quickly stood up from the speaker's table and saluted.
"No need to be polite, Calvo, Harper, sit down."
The Duke was now wearing a black and gold aristocratic gown, with a cape of the same style casually draped on the outside. A white wavy neckpiece inlaid with large gemstones was placed on his chest, and engraved mithril cufflinks exuded elegance. gloss.
At this time, seeing the consul, the Duke nodded to him concisely, and Butler Leonard helped him take off his luxurious cloak behind him.
After the Duke sat at the first seat, the consuls and scholars sat down respectfully at the second seat.
"I heard that there are many strange strangers coming to Kallas, right?"
"It is true, Your Majesty the Duke."
The consul and the scholar looked at each other and nodded, somewhat confused.
Unlike the Royal Capital of Palohia, which immediately noticed something unusual about the players.
Since the players had just appeared not long ago, their research on the players was not deep enough. At this time, they did not understand why such a 'little thing' could alarm Duke Carrot.
He thought of the detailed information related to these 'foreigners' in the letter, and then thought of Anvis, who had sent him that information, and who had already gone to an overseas island at this time.
In the depths of Duke Carlot's blue eyes, there was a hint of smile.
"I came here this time just to deal with this matter——"
.….….
Lavanles, night
Xia Yeyinghuo cried sadly and returned to the big house with a courtyard tremblingly.
Even though he says he doesn't want to go back, the game can't really affect the player's mental state.
But don't go back and lose blood.
For this reason, she had to quickly return to the big house before she died.
The little girl with black hair and eyes, Lona, was still sitting in front of the window, her position unchanged from the last time Yinghua saw her in the summer night.
As if she heard the door opening, she turned her head slightly and looked in the direction of the door.
Seeing the familiar half-elf girl, she looked at her carefully and shook her head slightly.
"You're back……"
"Yes! It's all my fault..."
Xia Yeyinghuo was full of resentment and kicked the sofa to vent her anger. But before she could finish her complaint, she suddenly remembered that she was in this probably haunted house.
"This...this beautiful house."
At the last moment, the girl player suddenly gave up.
