"This starts with the civil strife in Knight's Bay. The Earl of the Bay, Dewit Hearne, took away the wife of a knight. Some people said that he was confused by her. Is the woman a mermaid or something? In short, she has human beings. The bloodline is the descendant of the White Night Knight Wolfgang. Either the Count covets her father's treasure, or she wants to use the Count to take revenge. Eastman has not appeared in the Naga Sea Tribe for too long, so those who spread the news are not worried They jumped out and retorted.”
"I heard it." Uriel said softly, "What's going on? Someone is adding fuel to the fire?"
"Every rumor has something worthy of people adding fuel to the flames." York blinked, "Although the story of the White Night Knight and the treasure is not as old as the Black Moon River treasure, more people know about it. It's just that most people have always regarded it as I heard the story, but no one believed it.”
"You don't believe it either?"
"Of course I don't believe it. This is an Eastman legend. The entire history of the Eastman Kingdom is not as old as mine." Sita declared proudly.
Sauron, a little bastard who is more than three hundred years old, said unkindly.
The orange-faced man was startled. "Sollengerson?" He suddenly turned his head to look at the window, as if someone would open the glass and break in the next second. "Sir Bai Zhishi is also in Yotsuba City?" he asked nervously.
"No. Only Sauron. He needs to stay in Bloomnot for a while. I'm coming back to deal with some things." If the detection station in Four Leaf City sees Joey's fire, Uriel and Dole will I'm afraid Dun's wine table will not be placed at Frostleaf Castle. Although the decision to stop assigning garrison personnel to the tower has not yet reached Eastman, it is clear that Duke Tracy will not be condescending as long as Uriel does not take the initiative to come to the door.
"With a drow?" The mercenary looked at the night elf, and Uriel realized that he had stopped snoring.
"This is Dalton. He's from Knight's Bay."
"I heard about another Dalton, who happened to be from Knights Bay. One of the protagonists of the story I told you earlier had a national wanted notice. Yes, it was Lord De Witthorn, who was said to have been assassinated. , has not appeared in public until now.”
"I guarantee you, he's still alive."
"But I won't live long." A gloomy voice continued. Dalton coughed: "What time is it?"
"It's less than midnight." Sita touched his shoulder happily: "I am Yorkshire, deputy commander of the Knox Mercenary Group. I'm sorry that we disturbed you to rest, sir. The bar is always very noisy. , the later it gets, the noisier it gets, and the adventurers’ banquet lasts all night. I suggest you go upstairs to rest, and then use magic to soundproof it."
"No. No one rests with a hangover," the night elf muttered. "I'm a little dizzy. Damn it, Uriel, how much did we drink?"
"Only enough for one person to sleep?"
"I thought it was your first time drinking!"
"The first time I got drunk." York corrected, "That was the first time in the Four Leaf Fields. At that time, he borrowed water from the dwarves! Haha, he spit it out in just one sip."
"I should take another sip and realize that this stuff is not just spicy." Uriel began to feel that Sauron's words made sense. "Where's Mr. Painter? Still at Winnie Watts?" He said as he changed the light elemental life's coffee to strong liquor.
"He went north."
"What happened?"
"It's still related to the White Night War. The Blood Tribe broke away from the Oath Keepers Alliance, and he said goodbye to Boss Calder when he heard the news."
After hearing about the White Night War, Dalton also woke up a little. Uriel asked: "Why didn't you go back?"
"They said I was too young," York replied dejectedly, "so they didn't provide me with travel expenses. Oh, the Alliance only agreed to let Sita arrive from the Glittering Pool to represent the Alliance in the war."
"Is there such a statement?" Uriel had never heard of it.
"The Glitter Pool has a very high status in the Oath Keepers Alliance." The night elf rubbed his eyebrows. "Most of Sita will directly serve as commanders and staff positions. In order to avoid mistakes, the alliance specially set up this rule."
"It seems that you are indeed not here to take over as the garrison, Uriel." York said regretfully, "The Duke's new garrison has been vacant for a long time."
Uriel really didn't understand some knowledge in the mysterious field, but Sauron could make up for it. "This can only be decided by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs." Part of Uriel wanted to ask about the situation at Knox's bar, but another part stopped him. The reunion of old friends brings turbulent memories, but the rest only lasts a short night, and he still needs the courage and willpower to face the future. "Let's talk about that rumor. I remember it wasn't that outrageous at first?"
Dalton was also very interested: "Has anyone guessed the current whereabouts of the Earl of the Bay?"
"The rumors are not credible." Sita tasted the peculiar smell in the coffee cup and had to swallow the spicy drink. "People are flocking to the treasure because the wizards of the Silent School are really looking for it. As for the Earl of the Bay? Adventurers worship the mysterious class. When a high-ring assassin targets a mortal, most people think he has died long ago. The mysterious Fulcrum uses his name to issue orders across the bay.”
The night elf glanced at the apprentice, and Uriel had to admit: "It is indeed the case, but we did not harm DeWitt Hearne. He is related to the Eastman royal family... at least Her Majesty the Queen, even if it is the mysterious fulcrum. I won't attack him easily." At that time, Joey was very impatient, and he would regard any clues revealed by the wizards of the school as an excuse to start a war. "As for the tower, on behalf of the White Envoy, I signed a contract with him to take over Beacon Town during the war. During the war. Temporarily. The Ministry of Foreign Affairs has a mission, and we cannot distract our attention from the movements of the Earl."
"Me too." Dalton expressed understanding.
"The only thing that's certain," York said, "is that he's not dead yet. Escaped? Or hiding? That's smart. But if there's a High Circle Assassin looking for my head, I'm going to make him regret it. This guy really is A coward."
You'd better be wiser, Uriel thought. I don't want to see your tombstone next time I come back. The apprentice Zeng and Yorkshire broke into the holy white city of Kamaria and almost became bones under the elf treasure. He thinks York is just bragging. If you stay in the bar for twenty minutes, you will hear that it was not the "victor" Veronka who led the mysterious realm to save the world in the War of Dawn, but the dragon-slaying warrior group composed of legendary adventurers. . Mercenaries are like this.
The night elf frowned: "You want to humiliate me?"
"Oh, absolutely not." The orange-faced man's eyes widened, "I mean DeWitt Hearn. Isn't it well known that human nobles are greedy for life and afraid of death?"
He wanted to talk nonsense about Sauron's mockery. Is there anything in this that he couldn't hear?
"York." Uriel said to Sita, "For a senior adventurer who is meeting you for the first time, your way of expression is a bit direct."
Sita slapped her face flat. "Okay, Dalton, I apologize. Boss Calder never lets me negotiate with Hongshang. It seems that he is also very wise."
"Nathanel, Dalton Shadowfang," the drow told him.
York repeated in Elvish, and the night elves clinked glasses with him. "Nimue is right." Dalton murmured with narrowed eyes, "Drow will also have a Sita friend, eh?"
"There's everything in the traveler's pot." York drank another glass of wine. "Come again?" When the bell rang again, Sita shook her head. Although the light elemental being claimed that he could not sleep without light, he clearly looked like he was about to collapse.
"No, I'm drunk." Uriel said as he pushed the plate away to make room for the maid serving the wine.
You said the same thing to Sauron half an hour ago and almost fell on his face, but now you can still get information from him.
It's a pity that York didn't see the writing on it. "Why...are you guys back...? After the base is established..." They clinked glasses again. Sita burped and turned to drink a cup of coffee. "I've been...having nothing to do these days."
"Just stopping by to take a look." Uriel told him, "We have just been to Bonfire Town. Few people go there recently. The Four-leaf Forest is closer and safer."
"Safe? I'd say, not at all."
"What's the problem? Is it related to the Broken Moon?" Uriel wanted to make a joke. "Or did the fog elves unearth the wreckage in the Angmar tunnel?"
"It's...a devil."
Uriel turned his head and spat the wine into the bucket behind him. "Demon hunters will burn demons on the streets every few days." Of course, most of them are death row prisoners and political opponents of the nobles. This is particularly prominent in Venevoise and even the Four Leaf City. "I've been dealing with them a lot these days." He concealed his shock.
"During the Snowflake Festival, a demon appeared, and happened to bump into the envoy of the Mist Elf. But this was all before the White Night War, and no one has paid attention to it now. The number of the rangers in Veniworth has doubled, but There are still fewer and fewer people staying in the city day by day.”
"Scared away by the devil?"
"Most of the demons that attack nobles are members of secret societies, and it's normal for mortals to be afraid. But I think the main reason is the extremely dark night. It's freezing in that damn place, and people have to carry torches all day long. Oh, of course I don't, I’m not afraid of any demons. It’s just that I would lose my energy if I stayed there for a long time, so the leader sent me to Yotsuye Castle.”
Uriel was completely sober, maybe he wasn't drunk in the first place. "You established the Yotsuye City branch for the mercenary group. This mission is the most critical. By the way, do you remember that dentist? Hope Ockham. How is he doing now?"
"He's doing well." The orange-faced man replied drunkenly, "He can even live in Black Moon Castle. Our lucky angel values his profession very much. Now Hope has become a knight, specializing in treating fractures for members of the Silver Eagle Knights. and bleeding gums.”
"His magic is better than holy water potions." Uriel was relieved. Dandelphine is not her brother Gavin, and certainly not DeWitt. His trust in this young Earl is almost as much as that of the Knox Mercenary Group, which is really ridiculous. But considering her performance in Whinney Waltz and the Secret Passage, he didn't find it strange anymore.
The apprentice empties the bottle. "More cider?"
