In the center of Kamaria is a castle complex full of ancient atmosphere. The lack of human presence makes it even more peaceful. Uriel looked around, trying not to miss any place that might be abnormal.
But in fact, it is not easy to distinguish between normal and abnormal. Not to mention being in such a strange environment, even in Four Leaf City, on Fafrank Street, the apprentice only realized that he had entered a different world after walking around on the street. If you want to win the find the difference game, you have to read the answers. And what he was doing was creating answers: answers for the goblin.
Only by letting her participate in this game can I win. Uriel kicked open a broken jar as he stepped forward, and the cracking sound only heightened his anxiety. Where is my answer?
"Don't rush over." A hand clamped on his shoulder. "There are soldiers behind that."
Because the apprentice stopped in time, the knight's armor did not move. "I really want to know how they move." He complained, wiping the sweat from his eyes. Maybe it's a bubble. "Thanks."
"They are guarding Kamaria," Meimi whispered, "I can feel it."
"No doubt about it. But there must be some force driving them. It's not just a mystery."
Uriel said with conviction.
How can mystery be pure? York almost had it written on his face. "I don't understand what you are preparing for," the mercenary said. "We could have enjoyed this adventure instead of dwelling on the treasure. Are you short of money? Or something else?"
"You misunderstood." The apprentice really wanted to tell him the truth. Since this is in an illusion, he thought on second thought, then there is no need for me to cover up everything. "I want to create new stories. Like exploring Kamaria, or having something unexpected happen here."
"Can you trick the goblin?"
"Not deception, but...magic."
"Someone has thought so." The adventurer was not optimistic about him, "but the result is obvious."
"Anyway, I'm just asking if you would like to help?"
Although confused, York agreed immediately. For adventurers, exploring Kamaria is part of the treasure itself. He drew his sword and walked around the street in front of him. "As if I have other important things to do." The orange-faced man is still full of energy.
"Sita always doesn't need sleep." Little Gray Wolf sighed, "I can't sleep only on full moon nights."
This is nothing to envy. "They are Lucia's favorites," the apprentice answered. As long as there is light, nothing is a problem... Wait, there is light?
He couldn't help but raise his head and look at the clear blue sky. The sky in Kamaria's secret realm is still daytime. Judging from the changes in light and shadow, it seems like it will always be daytime here. This is so unreasonable. This capital of the moon, the city of the shadow of the broken moon, the holy place under the silver moon, stands in the eternal daylight, separated from the moon forever. Even in the mysterious land, there is absolutely no such truth.
There was no sun and no clouds. The sunlight seemed to come from another time and space, shining straight and golden in the depths of the Angmar tunnels.
"I should have realized it a long time ago." Uriel slapped his forehead. "The clues have always been right in front of me. Gaia, how long should I ignore it?"
"Why are you so babbling?"
"I found the beginning of a new story."
Meimi looked suspicious. "Aren't you still determined to give up?" Not far away, the mercenary skillfully decapitated an armored man, and the worn-out helmet rolled far away.
Before the apprentice could answer, he saw him waving to the two of them: "There seems to be something in here!" He put down his sword and took out an ivory stone pendant from his steel breastplate. "I blocked it with my sword, and the pendant hit the armor and made a clanging sound." It seems that there are countless clues.
When he got closer, Uriel saw the fine patterns carved on it. They are smooth and deep, clinging to each other with arcs. Each line is an integral part of the Broken Moon pattern.
"Alanwo's mark." The adventurer determined.
"Why aren't there any of those knights in front of me?"
"This must be something only nobles have." Meimi said, "There are definitely no knights fighting outside. They can only be seen by the Black Moon Lake and deep in Kamaria's castle. Look at the patterns on it, Maybe the owner of this armor is a great noble."
"Elves also have nobles?"
"There are also werewolves, and there are also Sita." York explained, "Divide your compatriots into three, six or nine grades, so that you can distinguish the upright and the criminals, and let everyone go where he should go according to his own abilities."
"It sounds like you don't agree with this approach from your tone." Uriel couldn't help but say. For people who believe in a life of excitement and adventure, eccentricity is normal. The apprentice told himself. He doesn't think there's anything wrong with this. Nobles, commoners, and slaves have always been like this, right?
"No, it's not that I disagree. So what if I agree or disagree? Who cares about useless things. I just-" He lowered his head and picked up the sword, "Sometimes, people always go too far."
"It's strange that humans don't go too far!" Werewolf Meimi stared at the ivory pendant intently, seemingly not caring about other things. "I'm not a mystic, but I hope I am. It's really difficult to make a living in a human city. Building a railway is a hard job. Which of you has ever done it? But I'm glad I ran fast when I signed up, otherwise my spot would have been snatched up by others. Let’s go. It’s not easy for a werewolf to find a job.”
"They're worried you're going to bite someone."
"Mystics don't worry."
"No, you overestimate me." Uriel replied. You worry me terribly. Against newbies, you might be successful if you're smart. Once you hit Joey, that's it.
York teased: "Don't worry, Meimi, as long as you take a bath and go to the toy store with your ears and tail exposed, I guarantee that you will have three meals a day from now on."
The little gray wolf was so angry that he wanted to bite him, but when he saw the gloves, he silently put away his fangs. "It's easier for you," he shot back. "As long as you climb the city wall at night, the city defense team will save money on lamp oil."
The apprentice tried his best not to laugh.
"It is easy to find a job only for those who are unusual. And extraordinary is often linked to mystery. If I can ignite the fire, I will go back to Dongcheng District and peel off the fur of that damn black-clawed wolf. He cheated me of two coins."
"Was there any other werewolves in Winnie Watts?"
"Isn't it obvious?"
York is interested in this topic. "The past few days have been the days when the broken moon is about to come full circle. Why haven't I seen any crazy large dogs on the street?"
"You don't know about werewolves hunting." Meimi raised her head, "The werewolves who really ignited the fire are the darlings of the dark night. Even if you are fellow adventurers, you can't find the slightest trace. And just when people are shrinking. When you spend a hard and cold night under the quilt, the werewolves will come out of the shadows to welcome their carnival moment." He showed his teeth and claws in a threatening manner, "Whoever dares to go out on a full moon night will be sacrificed to the moon in the sky. .”
"How terrible." York made a face.
Uriel also said: "We have never heard of any urban legends about werewolves in Venevoise." That city is gloomy enough, but that is probably not because of the monsters that hunt under the full moon.
"Yes, that's because the Holy Knights drove us out again fifteen years ago."
The little gray wolf drooped his ears, "They are followers of Lucia, the ones blessed by light." He glared at York. "While arresting the Nameless One, I won't find the werewolves who believe in the Dark Night and the Broken Moon pleasing to my eyes."
"The nameless one is born regardless of race." The orange-faced man argued.
"So there are demons in your west tower?"
"The screening in the Flickering Pond will only become more stringent. But we have our own ways to find those guys and never harm innocent people."
The two inhuman guys were talking to each other, but Uriel was thinking about something else. Nameless Ones - this word is equivalent to demons and invaders in Knox, but no matter whether it is from Sauron or the information obtained from most of the adventurers he knows, it is difficult to dispel the fog on these mysterious creatures.
In Frostleaf Keep, Newell was implicated as a victim by the Nameless One, but ultimately became obsessed with the power. If people fear demons more than death, and crave power more than conscience, then even without the Nameless One, they will abandon their original stance.
Uriel realized that he was placing himself on the side of order. There is no doubt that I am a believer in Gaia and an apprentice of the Messenger of Croita, and this is as it should be. he said to himself. Okay, don't waste your sympathy on the villain. Whether they were born sinful or not, it does not absolve them of the evil deeds they have committed.
There are also nobles in the mysterious world, as well as slaves and criminals. Unlike the outside world, criminals in the mysterious realm will not have the opportunity to become slaves. They will always be villains and nameless exiles. Because there is no place for betrayers in Knox.
"It's already the year of the cold moon. Isn't there still a werewolf night in Wineworth?" Meimi couldn't help but ask.
"Didn't you say we couldn't find it?"
The little gray wolf hesitated for a moment. "The Night of the Werewolf was actually reported. After all, there will be many people missing in Winnie Watts. Most of them are vagrants and gangsters wandering the streets - they were sacrificed to the Broken Moon. If the newspaper published it one morning There are reports of a large number of people missing or dying, so there should be werewolves coming to Winniworth to hunt."
The adventurer was obviously startled. "It's true." He couldn't help but turn to his apprentice, and the two looked at each other. "A group of out-of-town businessmen died in an alley." York said slowly, "But it was the Wheel Gang."
But it could also be a werewolf sacrifice. Uriel had pimples on his arms. Come on, Gaia, could it be that Quillen and his Wheel Gang are a werewolf tribe? For a moment, he didn't dare to look into Meimi's eyes.
"So what?" Xiaolang lost his interest, which made the apprentice heave a sigh of relief. "Werewolves are killing each other, it's better that no one comes. Looks like I have to move. The nights at Winnie Watts have a new owner. There's no worse news than that."
He snorted, "Moon, can we not mention this? Look at this pendant, I bet it's worth three Abbey gold coins." The little gray wolf put his neck into the pendant, forcing the mercenary to let go . The material of the interlocking silver chains is unknown, but fortunately they are strong enough.
You are the one who continues, and you are the one who interrupts. Uriel's divergent thoughts were suddenly pulled back. He decided to share his magic. This was an illusion anyway - he didn't expect that this time he could stay awake in the illusion.
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