Uriel slapped his forehead and said, "Alanwo style?"
"Symbolizes ancient elves. The Alanvor civilization era was the most prosperous period for the long-eared race.』
The light element suddenly said: "Rabbits also have long ears."
"How many ears does an elemental creature like you need?"
Sauron has never lost a fight.
"Anything like that is good." Uriel quickly interrupted them. He found that the IQ level of the ring was always at the same level as the person talking to it. "York, are you going to find your leader now?"
"I really want to do this." The young mercenary said, "But I want to solve Knox's trouble even more."
Uriel turned his head subconsciously, trying to make eye contact with Joey to confirm that they had the same opinion, but the latter did not raise his head at all. The messenger was staring at the shadow of the city wall, his eyes like solid light, as if he wanted to pierce the stone.
"Honestly, this is not a good idea." He had no choice but to object himself. "Mr. Painter must have returned to the mercenary group. He will tell your regiment leader about your arrival in Winnivas. , and then they will definitely come to you.”
"so what?"
"If they can't find you, they will inevitably become anxious. They are fighting the Paladin. If they become anxious, things may become more and more complicated."
"That's why I have to solve the most fundamental problem. If I go to join Kaixi and the others, the battle that should happen will still happen."
Uriel knew that he was starting to become stubborn, and couldn't help but wonder if he had the same behavior two years ago. What was I doing when I was fifteen? In short, it won't be a life-and-death struggle with a large group of undead. "How do you solve the problem?"
"The Paladin will not withhold goods privately, and Boss Calder will not make trouble unreasonably. There must be some misunderstanding in this, and I want to find the truth."
"Where do you start?"
"Lancoste Manor?"
"Good Luck" the ring said.
"In that case, we may not be able to help you." Uriel still remembered that Joey had serious business. Their arrival at Winnivas was unplanned, and the apprentice still didn't understand what the messenger was thinking.
"I know that the noble lady will soon come to rule the Ice Territory. But because of this, a stable and peaceful Wenivaz is more important, right?" the mercenary asked.
What Uriel never expected was that Joey actually responded: "That's right."
This is so wrong, my Lord Messenger, do you know what you are talking about?
The apprentice suspected that he and Joey had read their respective scripts incorrectly. The messenger of the Sky Tower didn't seem to care about the Knox Mercenary Group at all, but now he was more concerned about completing Chloe's mission.
Then I have nothing to hesitate about. Anyway, this matter is not my task in the first place. It's just a few more days in Winnivas, which I couldn't wish for more. He stared at the messenger for a long time, "The clue is in that batch of goods. Let's go directly to the market warehouse."
"The warehouse has been emptied. It would be more time-saving to go to the market." Joey said.
Lucia's Sita was startled, "Why do I think you are more active than me?"
"However, this kind of positivity is what you like. We can try to be more efficient and walk in from both ends of the market." Uriel said, "Do you want to go with Bai?"
"Oh, no, I can handle it myself."
The mercenary shook his head quickly.
…
"What are you thinking about?" The apprentice took a step forward, forcing the messenger to stop.
The young mercenaries have gone away, and they are still staying at the door of the restaurant. At noon, the city gate opens, and pedestrians are constantly passing by in a hurry. At this time, it was the tail end of the Flame Moon, and they were all covered in thick furs and tattered cloaks, and from time to time they were surprised by the two people's outfits.
"It's my turn to ask." Joey's eyes moved for a moment, then turned back indifferently. "That's my mission."
"But I have to follow you. The longer we stay in Wineworth..."
"The longer it takes you to change mentors?"
"The more likely you are to get involved in a fight." The apprentice sighed, "You know I didn't think so."
"Yeah?"
"I don't know how to use the knowledge in my head. I lack combat literacy and experience." He admitted, "I don't want to use that magic either."
"Are you afraid of seeing the future?"
"I'm afraid that I can't see the future, or I can only see the future. Because you never confess your plans to me, so I don't know what I'm going to do next; and because that damn magic is used without warning, and I just need to It starts on its own as soon as you are distracted... The side effects of the Scroll of Oath will fill people's minds with twisted, painful, exaggerated and crazy fantasies, none of which are beautiful. The funny thing is that they are part of my own imagination. .”
Uriel realized his composure was fading. The messenger's tight-lipped attitude made him very anxious. In the end, he even took out the parchment and threw it to the ground.
When the parchment left the skin, Uriel felt much calmer. It feels like harassing mosquitoes have been driven away, or a source of noise has been turned off. Being accustomed to the previous environment, the apprentice was actually a little uncomfortable at the moment.
Looking at the unrolled parchment on the ground, he finally understood that helping York was what he wanted to do, but the main hesitation was not because of the so-called mission, but from the fear of his current fighting style.
"I'm sorry." The apprentice lowered his head, "I'm sorry."
Joey looked at him coldly and said, "You are not strong-willed." But his apology made the messenger give in. "I changed my itinerary at short notice."
"I can see that."
"We'll leave in the afternoon. Before that, do you want to use the Prediction Magic and the Scroll of Oath? Just go find the groceries yourself and don't bother me." Joey turned around and walked out of the market.
"etc--"
But the young man pretended not to hear.
Uriel had to walk alone along the market stalls. He felt extremely embarrassed. Everyone who heard their conversation seemed to be looking at him strangely. While walking around a beggar, the apprentice heard two women wrapped in scarves snickering.
I want to help York, using a method that does not involve the scroll of oath and magic. I really shouldn't tell Joey what's on my mind about the mysterious mentor. He must be angry that I think he's not qualified. The apprentice was upset. He touched the parchment in his arms and subconsciously felt uncomfortable.
...I'm actually afraid of a piece of paper.
Uriel had to admit that he was really a coward. Where did your courage to step on the cloud train in the outer world go?
Of course, if Miss DD were present, she would probably remind him that the so-called courage never appeared at all.
There are also goods, fruits, vegetables and silk brought by merchants from the north, which are regarded as treasures that need to be robbed by people who have endured severe cold and oppression all year round. However, the Veins of Eternal Green can no longer live up to its name. The road to the Valley of Sleep has been opened, and travelers will have a safer path.
Walking half-heartedly will inevitably bump into something, and Uriel did not avoid it this time. He kicked over the homeless man's cardboard box and had to bend down to hold it steady. When Uriel raised his head and began to scan the street seriously, he found that there were more people begging than vendors.
"Give me something to eat." The homeless man grabbed his pants. "I'm dying."
This is a one-eyed beggar, or the dirt prevents the apprentice from distinguishing his facial features. In short, he carried himself entirely in a torn leather bag, with a broken riding crop tied around his waist. His two feet were asymmetrical, missing toes or half of the heels. They were wrapped in dirty cloth and each was barely curled up in the knee socket.
"I don't have any change," said the apprentice. He pulled away the bony hand covered with frostbite.
Of course Uriel is no stranger to the homeless man. He has seen many such poor people in Yotsuye City. No matter how much Duke Tracy develops the economy, they cannot disappear. Ms. Emma said what they lacked was not jobs, because even a brat like him could support himself.
When facing ordinary people, he is not an apprentice who knows a little about everything. "If you know which store in the market has a supply of spices and fruits, then I can pay you."
The beggar lowered his head and was about to make a calculation, but he didn't expect that the turning point would come so quickly. Looking at the surprise on his face, Uriel knew that the conditions were really easy. Homeless people on the streets are also the cheapest way to get information. "I will take you there, sir. May Gaia bless you."
They made their way through the crowd, the stench causing passers-by to avoid them. "Have you heard about the Paladin from the city?"
The tramp actually knew: "Everyone in Venewas knows about them. The demon hunting movement - it will take at least a hundred years for this to be forgotten by people. The traitor Wilfred is still working for them, and his original The employer has dissociated itself from him."
"Perhaps the master is just happy to see the hunter, and has a temporary itch."
"After retirement, Wilfred couldn't even distinguish between oil paintings and gouache paintings. This is what the noble gentlemen said."
Why would a noble gentleman tell you these things? Uriel did not point out the exaggeration in the other party's words. But when he talked about Wilfred, his mind naturally recalled the new term, Alan Wo.
The apprentice paused.
Isn't Joey here for the elf gold cup?
