The caravan had finished recording, and Lemmons asked Baraboo to deal with the crowd of onlookers so that he could have some time to deal with the gathered guild members. Since the alliance team arrived, this group of profit-seeking guys immediately caught wind of the situation and tried to establish a good relationship with the largest supplier of alchemical goods in Knox. Unlike the Lucia Church, the detection station is completely unable to stop this group of "mysterious" creatures who use wealth to pave the way.
"I am the Northland Guild..."
"Inviting the distinguished Oath Keepers Alliance..."
"Do accept the gift, my lord! It all comes from..."
"His Majesty the Emperor once visited your jewelry store..."
Could it be the Thief Emperor or His Majesty the Mouse? Lemons thought. It is impossible for real big merchants to crowd into the Black City Detection Station and wait for the favor of the alliance caravan. They trade in the grand hall and buy what they need with boxes of Abi gold coins. As for the gifts given to each other by both parties, they are probably more valuable than the net worth of the small businessmen. But these people kept shouting.
"Silk cushion! Archbishop Jessela Putrid personally recommended it..."
"The Gem Guild and the Alliance have had discussions..."
"A woolen shawl made by Eastman, even the Holy Knight Commander would buy it for his mother..."
More and more outrageous. "Nonsense." Lemons couldn't help but say. He could almost hear the jeers. The apprentices in the tower were overjoyed, and even the "black bear" who returned after dispersing the crowd had a strange look on his face. He was trying his best to control his expression at this moment. Hell, my mother died more than ten years ago and now I have to be on their sign... Lemons is having a huge headache from these people. "I bet your woolen shawl is worn by someone else. Listen, you can only promote it normally and don't spread rumors!"
"Who said it was a rumor?" The businessmen were dissatisfied and glared at each other.
But it was finally quiet, and Lemons opened his mouth to speak. Unexpectedly, the silence disappeared too quickly, and the sound accumulated to a higher decibel in the short silence.
"It's that store! There is conclusive evidence..."
"I report the Gemstone Guild for bullying my peers..."
"How dare you slander! Sir, I guarantee my credibility..."
Endless. Lemmons gave up convincing. With a swish sound, he pulled out the holy sword Durandal and slapped it heavily on the table. In an instant, silence returned, and everyone's movements froze. The people on the outside were the first to think of running away, and then, the dark shadows of the crowd disappeared into the clear sky like dark clouds. The merchants ran away completely. The paladin commander frowned and looked at them. Is it possible that these guys were actually scared away?
His suspicion was finally confirmed when a merchant's guard notified the detection station and the latter sent a team of soldiers to maintain order. Before Lemmons could put away his sword, a clanking sound of armor came all the way through the corridor and burst through the door. "Don't move!" the guard yelled, "We received a report. Who dares to cause trouble at the detection station?"
"Trouble?" the Holy Knight said coldly, "What do you mean?"
"Someone disrupted the order..." The guard finally saw Durandal, and the doubtful look that flashed across his face was completely concealed. "Oh, what a nice sword. Which guild member left the gift behind?"
No one answered him.
"I think everyone in Black City needs to take extra classes." Uriel told Black Bear seriously.
Lemons doesn't expect every mortal to recognize him, but the holy sword Durandal has extraordinary symbolic significance. Ever since the last Knight of Silversong left this blessed sword to the Paladins of the Council of Light, Durandal has been the weapon of all who have succeeded him. The priests believe that the influence of the Holy Sword has always been more profound than that of its holder. Its mysterious aura can soothe the spirit and even arouse the conscience of demons... Unfortunately, this knowledge has been falsified today.
He felt ashamed: "Very well. You deal with them, Barabu, otherwise it will be difficult for me not to stick this gift on these people's foreheads." The Black Bear Knight quickly passed Uriel so that the guards could see him. . This count brother is actually more recognizable than the holy sword, and at least he can convince the local mortals. "Especially you, boy! Stop holding it in and laugh if you want." He said to the damn tower apprentice. "After all, these bastards are not the first ones to dare to ignore Durandal's brilliance. You say Woolen cloth?"
The other person shrugged. "I dare not say that, Your Excellency."
"There's nothing you can't do in Kamaria."
"It happened too long ago, Your Excellency. As for the Holy Sword, I saw it when I was in the temple."
"I'm sure you don't really want to see it. Why don't you try it here?"
At this time, our tower apprentice finally showed a panicked look. He quickly shut up and stared at the floor, showing complete resistance to the paladin captain's proposal. When Lemmons first met this kid, he was just a novice who had just transferred to another profession, but when he arrived at Zangwill, he was already a high-level player. Now that they met again, the paladin leader couldn't help but have some bizarre thoughts... Fortunately, that's not the case. fact. I bet this guy was thinking about sneaking off halfway, Lemons thought.
"There are still so many people, Your Excellency?" Someone's voice reached my ears from behind.
It could only be someone from the caravan. Patience Frosthelm came down the steps first. The stairs were set up for a human, thus giving her an odd gait. Regardless of environmental factors, the dwarf leader's limbs are graceful and powerful. Although they are small in size, they just fit her body. She wore a small riding outfit, a dark vest, a buckle belt, a transparent cloak, and carried a wooden box. She never changes her outfit.
The leader of the dwarves has his long hair pinned into a hat. From under the wide brim, you can detect the peeping gaze. It looks like a hunter and a craftsman, blending the two essences of plunder and creation. But she raised her face and looked at others, showing a friendly and enthusiastic look. Similar to her expression is jewelry. The stone bead necklace Patience wears on her chest is often changed, irregularly, but there is always a string hanging there. Whenever she made a slight movement of her neck, the beads would continue to collide - and in the human country, raising her head seemed to be an unavoidable behavior for her, so there was always a tinkling sound around her.
"No, not from the Chamber of Commerce." Lemons replied, "It's just a misunderstanding with the locals. Are you ready, everyone? We can set off now."
"Excuse me for your trouble, Your Excellency." The dwarf leader said. She burst out louder than her figure, then jumped down the last step. Her deputy, Cold Light Sita, floated beside her like a lantern.
They showed respect to the Holy Knight Captain because Mystery is a class with seven fulcrums. In the eyes of mortals, the nobility of these mysterious races is so clear that it is far superior to the great figures of the same race. When Lemons grabbed Durandal and put the sword back into its scabbard, the soldier leader shuddered and finally realized what the problem was.
"The afternoon will be very tight." Leng Guang Sita arranged the schedule. "We will go to the plantation outside the city first, and then come back to catch the evening market..." She suddenly stared at the apprentice intently. "Uriel! Oh, is it you? Is it really you?"
The latter raised his head: "Ms. Tekapo?"
So the plan was interrupted. Apparently, no one on either side of the caravan or the council expected this to happen. Lemons frowned: "Do you know each other?"
"Honestly, there are quite a few people who recognize him now." said Cold Light Sitaticapo Luminason, a member of the Oath Keepers Alliance, "But I am different from them. Uriel is my friend."
"It was when we were on Gray Wing Island. Ms. Tekapo participated in the Gulf War." The apprentice also explained.
"Oh, now I have changed my career." Dark green cold light Sita smiled slightly, "The war is over, we have to find another job. Even Nimue. She is here too, in the carriage. Do you want to see her? , Uriel? Lucia, why did you come to the Black City? I am really surprised."
"No one is surprised. But as for the specific reason, this kid doesn't want to talk." The Paladin told them unhappily, "If you can ask, it will save me a lot of time."
"You have something to do, Uriel?" Tekapo hadn't realized the situation yet, "I'm happy to help."
"I..." the apprentice paused, "Well, it's certainly not convincing that I'm here for vacation, is it?"
"The Black City is not a good place for a vacation." Patience Frosthelm said, "You are very brave to lie in front of the Holy Knight Commander, this missionary whose origin is unknown to me." She glanced at Lemons . "What's wrong with this child, Lord Theodore?"
"For the safety of the Burles people, I must monitor his whereabouts," Lemons said.
"Oh, he's a dangerous man?"
"no doubt."
The tower apprentice couldn't bear it anymore and shouted: "No such thing! What plans would I have for the Bures people?"
"This is the answer I was waiting for."
"It seems that your relationship is not very good." Patience commented, "But we have known each other for a long time, right?"
"I'm sorry, ma'am. I'm Uriel, a member of Croita's Ministry of Foreign Affairs." The apprentice quickly introduced, "I'm from..."
"...Eastman. It turns out to be you. Uriel. You are the Knight of Proverbs in the Four-Leaf Territory."
"Knight of Proverbs?"
"Gaia trusts you more than the priests. People say that you dared to fight against the Church of Gaia for an oath, and made the Silent School and the Pope bow their heads. Your actions caused a sensation in the mysterious field... What, could it be that I admitted my mistake?"
"Oh, no. No. If that's the case, I'm afraid there's no one else." He was obviously a little embarrassed.
The dwarf smiled friendly. "I have wanted to see you for a long time, Uriel, but I didn't expect that I would have the chance today."
Lemons raised his eyebrows: "You also participated in the White Night War, Lady Frosthelm?"
"No. I was cutting a pair of scissors for my sister by the stove," Patience said, "but I have a cousin who comes from a family of molten iron."
"Molten Iron... Painter Molten Iron!" Uriel's eyes widened, "Gods above, is it really such a coincidence?"
"It's such a coincidence, Lord Knight of Proverbs."
"Mr. Painter mentioned to you...?"
"Before the White Night War, we could still rely on the gardener to keep in touch. He hasn't gone back for a long time... Now even magic has a hard time finding him. Now that you have left the tower, I would like to ask you about him."
The apprentice was even more embarrassed: "I didn't go back to Eastman, ma'am. I'm sorry."
"So if you don't go back to your hometown, why do you come to Bulles?" Lemons asked bluntly.
Tekapo also looked at him: "To be honest, Uriel, something big is going to happen in Knox soon. You should be in the City of Floating Clouds at this time."
"Shouldn't he go out?" Patience didn't understand.
"You shouldn't have come to Bures." The Holy Knight Commander told the dwarf leader, "This man is the apprentice of the Tower Commander. If he has problems in the parliament's vassal country, I have no doubt that the White Envoy will demolish the Black City first. Target Zangwill again. There’s no reason to argue with that kind of person!” I’m not afraid of him, but it’s not okay to cause damage to a vassal town or even a church. At that time, the alliance between the Radiant Council and the Tower may be affected. "Listen, Uriel. I will never allow you to act without permission until you make your intentions clear."
Leng Guang Sita shrugged: "That's about it."
"That's not true! He didn't care when I went to Antoros."
"At that time, 'Tattoo' planned to kill you? I don't think he would." Patience pointed out.
The apprentice was speechless.
"Anyway, you have to join us." Lemmons announced. "Since your friend happens to be here, others will be willing to accept it. I will judge when you are willing to speak."
Uriel was not happy with his arrangement, but for now, the apprentice had no good solution. "Excuse me, but I can't say more, this is a very personal matter." He was very insistent.
"It doesn't matter." Sita Tikapo walked side by side with him, "We will stay in the Black City for a while."
Patience Frosthelm also nodded in affirmation. Uriel breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you very much. What are you doing here? I will also help."
"Just a businessman."
"Oh, Black City is the sales point for the Alliance. I remembered that."
You remember it early enough. Lemmons no longer paid attention to them, feeling as if his burden had been lifted and he was relaxed. He was about to go to his mount when he was suddenly stopped. "Your Mightiness."
"What is it, Baraboo?"
"I beg you, my lord." "Black Bear" said cautiously, "Can I lead the way for you? Among the nobles of the Compass Highlands, no one is more familiar with the alleys and secret passages of the Black City than me." His shoulders and spine Stiff and straight, anyone can detect his anticipation.
"Humph! There are people who are eager to part ways with us. Since you are willing to join, why should I refuse?" Among the locals, Barabu is indeed the best candidate. Lemmons knew very well that Count Cagat would not arrange a good hand for him, and Barabu's identity was doubtful and was not taken seriously. He wandered the streets all year round and knew the environment well. "Follow." He grabbed the reins.
…
The Alliance caravan passed through Long Street, carving out a wide and straight road. Perhaps the roads in the Black City were originally so wide, but they were covered up by numerous street vendors and bazaars, making them appear narrow and winding. Now the alchemy carriage is humming forward, pushing away obstacles and feeling an indescribable joy.
Patience and Tekapo sat by the railing, the latter's eyes scanning Lucia's flag of thorns. "I thought you were here to fight off demons."
Based on what he saw before him, Uriel felt a little uncomfortable with this topic. "No. I have no grudge against them."
"The White Envoy is a demon hunter." Tekapo said, "I thought you were too."
"I assure you, Ms. Teacup, everything he did was to ensure the security of his vassal country. At best, the devil was hit by a gun." If it were a mortal or other life of order, our commander would be able to kill him without fail.
But he's not unkind, and the apprentice knows that, otherwise I wouldn't have the chance to be here. According to the consistent rules in the mysterious field, the spontaneous combustion of fire is a demon. The envoy witnessed him entering the ring level in Four Leaf City without any ritual assistance.
Bai Zhizhi concealed the fact from Gaota. The apprentice noticed that whenever they discussed such sensitive topics, Joey would first extinguish the runes on the ring. Thinking about it carefully, I'm afraid he was already doing this when I didn't know anything about it. Were it not for the appearance of Detective Wittek, the apprentice would still not be sure of his condition.
When it comes to keeping secrets, Joey is the most trustworthy person Uriel knows. He says nothing, neither lies nor truth. His silence is the iron wall that holds all secrets.
Uriel was glad that he was reliable, but he also had trouble getting to know him, so he had to quietly go to the Black City to look for clues.
Now he is walking in the ranks of the Oath Keepers, surrounded by gorgeous vehicles that spit out black smoke. Each vehicle is equipped with two coachmen, one behind the other, sitting on the edge of the alchemy carriage, relying on the rudder-like handle to adjust the direction. The caravan, a total of forty-one alchemy carriages, gathered together, enough to completely block the open space from the detection station to the shuttle station. If no one is paying attention, Uriel can easily break away from the team...but Lemons and Tekapo don't give him a chance. At the end of the day, I can't say that Joey and the Nameless One have nothing to do with me ending up in this situation.
"Your Excellency Theodore also thinks so." Patience said, "We have to be considerate of him. Demonic association activities have been rampant recently. Most of the Glorious Council's energy is focused on fighting demons, and even monster attacks cannot be taken into account. The alliance not only sends We sent alchemy items and sent many warriors to mysterious places to defend against monsters.”
"Monster?" Uriel never thought about it.
"The elemental tide makes the mysterious land active." Tekapo explained, "At this time, the monsters in the underground often climb up Binya Io, looking for new homes. Your vassal country is in the sky, so don't worry about these."
"The underground is affected by elemental tides? Why?"
Tekapo couldn't answer.
"Because the connection between the underground world and Binya Io is the mysterious place." Patience said, "We are two bells tied to a rope. When one side is bumped, the rope will shake. The oscillations are transmitted to the other end. The 'rope' is the place of mystery."
"That's it. The world is really amazing." Does Dalton know the reason? In an instant, he wanted to contact the night elf very much so that he could tell him Patience's "rope theory". "You know a lot, Lady Frosthelm."
"I like to study things that no one studies. It's not common knowledge, and it's normal for you not to know."
"I don't know much about common sense." The apprentice muttered, "To be honest, I have only seen monsters once, let alone the underground world."
"Of course, but life is so good, we don't have to actively look for trouble, just to see what they look like."
"It makes sense." Uriel said regretfully, "There should not be monsters in the city. It is too difficult for mortals to deal with them."
"Mysterious creatures are not completely dominant. The Holy Knights will also suffer some damage when they sweep away the monsters." Tikapo pointed out, "The Glorious Council must be very busy taking care of Sodria and Brestatik. Our Saint The Lord Knight is in a bad mood, so he will inevitably act rudely."
It can be seen that she is still trying to ease the conflict. Unfortunately my problems with this guy don't stop there. Uriel knew that as long as he was Joey's apprentice, Lemmons would never be happy with him.
The apprentice has no intention of revealing the entanglement between the two parties. "But you came to Bliss at this juncture. Is it because of the alliance?"
"Yes. The Holy Council of Radiance is an ally of the Glitter Pool, and we have always been in contact. Now the Oath Keepers Alliance has voted as a whole and approved the alliance intention brought by Bishop Edgar. Isn't the same for the tower?"
"It is said that the alliance is led by two saints. The Prophet and Her Majesty the Queen of the Twinkling Pool. They want to uproot the association." Patience also said.
Uriel grabbed his pocket uneasily, "Oh, I heard about it too."
"Of course. The Destiny Gathering will definitely give you first-hand information... We are the pawns of the Alliance, and you are the big shot in the tower."
"The big guys are all staying in the tower to prepare for the war." The apprentice told them, "There are only novices wandering around. Yes. There happens to be one right in front of you."
"That's not accurate." The voice of the Holy Knight Commander came from above. "A lot of people don't stay at headquarters, but they don't hang around like you, kid. We have our own business."
"Accommodating guests from other mysterious fulcrums?" the apprentice said angrily.
"Including uninvited guests." Lemmons said. Then he abandoned them and drove his mount to the front of the line. There's a slowdown there. "Turn that car over! Stop! Don't back up, there's no room behind you."
"The wheels won't turn!" the coachman asked for help.
“Watch out for ruts.”
"Damn, the carriage is too heavy."
There was a vague exchange, accompanied by the squeaking of the wheels and the buzzing of the alchemy core. A few seconds later, there was a loud rumble, and the carriage at the front rolled heavily to the ground, the bearing metal reflecting the sunlight. The entire team braked suddenly and stopped moving forward. "Lady Frosthelm? What's in here?" the paladin leader asked loudly. The dwarf leader jumped out of the carriage and hurried to deal with the situation.
"Black City should widen the roads." Tekapo commented. "There are traffic jams every time. Is this our fault? Horse-drawn carriages are not allowed on country roads. Even farmers know that." She glanced at the apprentice nervously. "right?"
"It's the vendors who have taken over the space."
"They are forced by life. It is not difficult to understand why they gather here."
"They want to do business with you, that's why they are so close." Uriel saw the man who had insisted on selling pies to him. A large number of small cars crowded on the left side, following the Union flag timidly and expectantly, separated by more market merchants dozens of yards away. When the procession stopped, they stopped too, like locusts surrounding the stalks. But no matter what, he had no reason to drive these people away.
"Well, I do understand. The Council has more trouble than they do, who's to say it doesn't?"
"It would be great if you understand." Tekapo tucked her hair behind her ears. "I'm sorry for wasting your time, Uriel. But at this time, I really don't want you to have a conflict." She lowered her voice: "I will come to help you when the convoy completes its mission."
At this time. "To be honest, I'm not in a hurry." Uriel sighed, "I left the tower just because I didn't want to participate in the chaos that followed. Rather, I should apologize for disturbing your schedule. Your alliance and war preparations... …God, I must have committed a heinous crime. How can I ask you for help?”
"This is my personal wish."
Tekapo had only met him once, so asking her to help was too much to ask. But Uriel could not refuse her, otherwise he would be unable to move in Bures. In fact, he had already accepted her assistance when Paladin Commander Lemons Theodor appeared. She and Patience. By the gods! I'd better not be like a burden. So the apprentice walked towards the front of the convoy. "Do you need help?"
