"Can someone please explain to me whether this town has been renovated——"
Uriel finally realized that the true appearance of Bonfire Town seemed completely different from the scenery he imagined. If there is anything here that is related to what York calls "cold, lonely, desolate and decadent, a sentry that would have been submerged in the snow if it were not for the existence of the Evergreen Vein", then it must be the place name.
He threw down his cloak, "Are you just trying to make fun of me?"
York's expression didn't look like he was telling lies at all: "I swear - just before the Flame Moon, this was a border town! Bonfire Town is not the urban area of Winnie Watts. There is only early spring and severe winter here, and there are no River!" He emphasized the river.
"But it's midsummer here now, the culmination of the flaming moon." The apprentice pointed out, "It's not even this hot in Yotsuba City."
"So, I neither lied to you nor took the wrong path. The problem is not us, it can only be Bonfire Town. She seems to have found a partner in this flaming month and dressed herself up thoroughly. Then she got married."
"Who are you marrying?" Uriel was so angry that he wanted to laugh.
"An honest man, a gentleman who likes flowers and green leaves." They were walking to the square, and York saw the inscription on the stone tablet. "His name is Alan Wo."
The strange sense of time and space chaos pulled him, and Uriel thought that he might have used precognitive magic unintentionally. He is not familiar with this place, but he is familiar with dreams. "Ancient Elves?"
"Perhaps it's a misunderstanding. My knowledge of Elvish is only a few common words. There are fairies with light and affinity living in the Flashing Pool, and they know this subject very well: Elvish is a variant of Elvish."
"That's probably not written on it."
"Alanwo's motto is that people who are impatient often don't get good results." The orange-faced man grunted and had to save a lot of nonsense:
"To commemorate the alliance between Sarah and Alan Wo, may the pines and cypresses remain green and the friendship last forever"
"In the twilight calendar year 779, the Greenbrier City of Alanvor"
So this becomes Greenbrier City? She is pretty good at dressing herself up.
Uriel stared at his guide, "You should really think about why every opportunity is screwed up. Isn't it because plans always leave no room for surprises?"
"There is room for any plan," York replied.
"Bonfire Town has become Alanwo, where can we find the Wheel Gang?"
"Who knew that the Wheel Gang wasn't Alan Wo?"
Uriel was speechless. He found that York was better at thinking about things from an optimistic perspective than he was, and that he was often well-founded.
The familiar town was replaced, but York didn't feel weird at all. Perhaps it was the soft and pleasant sunshine here that made him relax his vigilance. Even Uriel himself found it difficult to feel a sense of crisis in this town, which was more elegant and refined than Four Leaf City.
As for the great changes in the environment, apprentices have a deeper experience than anyone else.
"Maybe there's just a river here." He comforted himself.
"Stop guessing. Bonfire Town is colder than Whinneys, and no waterways can be built. Why would the lord cover the good land with a dangerous layer of ice? It's true that there are more goods. After all, Bonfire The town is the last section of the Evergreen Line." After the square, there is another street, and this road leads to the residential area in the distance, which is by no means wider.
York led him to turn right, but he had to stop by the river. He looked at the arch bridge in the distance and turned left. During this period, he even stopped and waved to a passing girl. The other party also stopped.
"Good afternoon, Miss Dorothy, how are you doing?"
"Good afternoon, York. And please don't call me that." The girl pursed her lips. She wore a long skirt, a short-sleeved top, and a silk scarf around her neck. "I thought you would first ask why Bonfire Town is like this."
"Yes, I'll ask right away. I'd like to hear the details."
"Since the day before yesterday, after the Holy Knight Captain and his priests left the town, people woke up overnight and found that their homes had changed."
"very beautiful."
"Thanks."
"Dear Dorothy, can you tell me who has been here recently? I mean the people who came here from Winnie Watts."
The girl Dorothy held the basket, "You mean that caravan? I think they are like a group of bandits. Only Sir Conry dared to take them in. The people in the team settled in 'Bad Brinz', you just need to wear You can see the hotel after crossing the Green River."
"Ah, I told him, this name is not good." York sighed and thanked the girl. She then walked away with the basket in her arms, her slippers hanging on the stone bricks, her toes red. There was no panic or anxiety at all.
is this normal? Or is it not a big problem for Bonfire Town to turn into Alanwo, and you can just get used to it?
Only then did Uriel feel horrified. He looked at his companion, hoping for an answer.
But he said: "You know there are always things in the world that we cannot explain, so thinking about the reasons is just a waste of time."
"Those who don't think will not get good results." Uriel was already desperate for him. I shouldn't be here, I'd rather this town be deserted. The apprentice threw his cloak over the saddle and carefully steered the reins away from the oyster stalls.
The mercenary paused. When he turned around, Uriel saw a puzzled expression on the brightly colored face. "Don't forget our purpose, Uriel, finding the Wheel Gang is the most important thing. If you don't understand something, will you feel afraid?"
"In my opinion, everyone with brains is like this."
"Adventurers don't."
"Maybe I don't know you well enough. Mr. Eds and Painter, they are both mercenaries, and they also know how not to run in the fog." Uriel felt strange. "Why can you focus on that damn gangster, while I have to follow behind and look at this paradise at the foot of the snow-capped mountains with fear?" Am I the only normal person here?
York couldn't help but laugh, "That's why I dragged you into the water."
"No, you just have no other choice." Uriel was not fooled at all, "What exactly do you think?" He remembered that he also asked Joey this.
"I didn't think about anything, but things had to come one by one. Bonfire Town, Winnie Watts, the Paladins and the Wheel Gang... you also heard that the change occurred the day before yesterday, when the Paladins left. Quillen and Tiedeng must be at the bonfire-Alanwo now. So, listen to me, Uriel, no matter what happens in the town, I have to find these two bastards first." Suddenly, before he finished speaking, , York cursed again.
"Are you afraid that there will be another change in the town and you will never find them again?" the apprentice said softly.
"This is related!" York was very solemn. His thick leather boots kept hitting the ground, and the frequency was getting faster and faster. Their mounts had to run in small steps, their four legs unable to keep up with the mercenary's two feet. "I discovered a new problem."
he emphasized. "Think about it, the Paladin left Bonfire Town, and Alan Wo arrived overnight; the gang abandoned Winnie Watts' lair and went straight here, and the Paladin took away the Elf Gold Cup."
"So, Quillen robbed the caravan for the Elf Gold Cup. He thought that the thing would be in the hands of merchants passing through Bonfire Town. Judging from the name, it is indeed a treasure worthy of being acquired by merchants." Uriel said thoughtfully, " But I still think the uncertainty here is a bit big. The gang is not a brain-dead gang caused by lack of nutrition. No one with any intelligence will be convinced that there is a gold cup in a certain caravan——"
"It's completely logical." York interrupted him. The light elemental life seemed to be a little too energetic under the sufficient sunlight. "The businessman was blind, or had no luck at all in getting the antique. The thing was eventually obtained by the Paladin, and Quillen missed it. The antique cup was probably a mysterious item, and the Paladin took it away, so it became interested in the little Put a curse on the town.”
"Wait a minute, first of all, there's something wrong with the word missed, and secondly, how did he get the news about the Gold Cup in advance?"
"Are you kidding, man! I've been living in Knox for decades, and I still can't speak the human language correctly... As for the news? Quillen is a gang leader, and that kind of guy might be better than the local adventurers. And be well-informed.”
You are the one kidding me. If you have this imagination, why not write a novel? Besides, Messrs. Calder and Painter would probably be happy to see you with so many talents.
Uriel didn't know how to answer. Although this explanation is reasonable, there are many coincidences gathered together, and Berti attaches too much importance to them. I am afraid that the original Dandelphin did not receive such treatment. Just as he was about to open his mouth to persuade, York stopped.
The apprentice turned his head and saw a small building embedded in a huge oak tree. The branches of the oak tree are studded with nuts and colorful ribbons, and the hanging mistletoe is woven into the words "Bad Blintz."
"We're here," the young mercenary said.
Coincidentally, a tall man slammed the door open from inside. He was only wearing shorts and had a string of silver nails on his arms. Anyone can see the wheel marks tattooed on his chest.
