As she passed the corner, Nimue felt the heat, which made her feel uncomfortable. "Is there a fire?"
The paladin captain stopped. "Fire?" He didn't understand what she meant. "Can frost giants also get cold?"
"No. It's too hot back there."
So Lemons turned and looked sideways. A high wall surrounds a gorgeous building, with no view behind it. Presumably it belonged to some dwarf of some standing. Due to her ethnic group's habit, Nimue always relies on the magnificence of buildings to judge the status of her master. Although her ethnic group is different from most of the mysterious Knox races, this trick can be used in human society and is proven to work well. I love its shiny golden roof so much, she thought to herself.
The Holy Knight Captain also saw the flash, but his reaction was different. "Everyone retreat! Immediately!" He turned around and shouted, startling Nimue. "Soldiers! Protect the vehicle."
The order was so sudden. Before the frost giants could figure out what was happening, the convoy had already mobilized. The soldiers guarding the vehicle drew their weapons, and the driver drove the alchemical creation to brake and drive backwards, the bearings roaring. The team prepares to move back.
"What happened?" Nimue heard someone ask. Most were as confused as she was, but they obeyed the command of the Paladin Captain. The same cannot be said for the merchants surrounding the convoy. Only a few violent collisions were heard, followed by screams and chaos. With just her ears, she could imagine the car accident scene at the end of the line.
Soon, there was noise everywhere. "Sir." She had to ask, "What should I do?"
Lemons had his sword drawn. The color of Durandal is as deep as night, and the gems sparkle. He didn't pay attention to the chaos behind him, and all the people and weapons were focused in front of him. Following his gaze, the frost giant looked up at the golden roof. It looks even more sparkling and beautiful than before...
...and heat.
"Protect mortals, Nimue." The Paladin Commander ordered. He stood the holy sword in front of him and dug it into the ground with both hands. In an instant, the light bursting out from the sword was even more dazzling than the golden dome under the sun.
"Ring of Thorns"
A curtain of light erupted from the earth, breaking through the thick sandstone bricks and replacing the wall. The heat wave rolled in, rushing towards the Alliance convoy and merchants. Suddenly, the chaos doubled, and the screams became more piercing.
There are enemies. Nimue realized that Lemons had quickly set up defenses precisely to fend off the attack. It never occurred to her that there would be enemies in the city. Why do people destroy their houses? How beautiful they are. She turned around in confusion, almost knocking over the carriage. Nimue was very aware of her own physique. In front of her, all humans seemed small and fragile. Now I have to fight among human bricks.
"Quickly cool down!" the paladin captain urged.
The frost giant had no choice but to do so. She took a deep breath and blew cold breath behind her. Frost covered the heads of these little people.
The next moment, the golden roof plummeted down like the sun, crashing into the network of intertwined light.
The scream died in a flash of light. Nimue didn't look back. The frost was melting and reflecting endless white light. The nearest alchemical carriage is as soft and slumped as a candle, steel burns to juice, and sand turns to glass. They were also emitting light, reminding her of glaciers on a clear day.
The whole city became sparkling. Nimue thought. So much so that when the light was dim, she could barely see. Where is the enemy? Her nose touched the hot flash mist, and her sense of direction was completely disoriented. She held onto the roof of the carriage, white smoke coming out of her palms. "Your Mightiness?"
"Keep your formation!" Someone shouted, "Get ready to face the enemy!"
"My hand!" Several of the most marginal mortals suffered burns.
"The sun is down!"
"Where is my team?"
A guard rushed through the white mist, almost hitting her in the calf. "What should I do, sir?" he asked, coughing. "grown ups?"
If only Tekapo were here. As the fog gradually dissipated, the frost giant saw more people running towards him, taking her as a guide in the chaos. This makes no sense. Am I supposed to give orders just because I'm the most conspicuous? At this moment, she didn't know what to say. "Uh, total attack?"
"No." The outline of the Holy Knight Commander was blurred in the light. Flames surrounded him but could not ignite his body. The light is like the strongest barrier, not like it has no entity at all. "Back off! It's an emergency, you can put things down."
"Something?" The frost giant didn't understand.
"Cargo. Leave it behind for now..."
"Absolutely impossible!" someone shouted, "This violates the contract." This person is neither a knight nor a member of the alliance, but is actually a member of the local chamber of commerce.
"That's right." His words were echoed by the guards. "We must defend Union property."
Our Lord Paladin finally turned his head and looked at them with a frown. He looked like he had seen a group of lunatics. Naturally, he is not a member of the Alliance, nor is he from the Black City, Nimue thought, he does not understand the way people think.
"If the caravan goods are lost, the guards will be finished." The frost giant said bluntly, "Most people have made an agreement with Patience. If someone abandons the goods and escapes in front of the robbers, it will be a violation of the contract and will be punished by the alliance. wanted."
"That makes sense."
"So no matter how urgent the situation is, they have to rescue the goods."
"Being a robber is an empty realm. Does the contract say so?"
Nimue was startled. "Your Excellency Kong Jing? Who? Robber?" She rubbed her ears. "How can it be?"
"Have you never seen Sky Realm as a robber? No, you should have seen the White Envoy at Knight's Bay." The Paladin snorted, "We all know that he took you back to the tower as trophies. "Nimue doesn't know. Tekapo has never mentioned this, not even Uriel... "But don't worry. He is not the one doing it now."
Otherwise there is no use worrying me. The frost giant breathed a sigh of relief. No matter what, we are still friends.
"Don't be too happy too soon." Lord Lemons warned, "The other party may not be as mysterious as me, but its destructive power is definitely comparable to Sky Realm. Inform your captain to come back, Nimue. Tell her that we encountered a demon. The Guild's attack. There's a high ring on the opposite side."
demon. The frost giant thought he had seen such people. When they first supported Knight's Bay, their enemies were the dark wizards under the demon lord. "It's just vampires and dark wizards." Tekapo told her. "Real members of the Society rarely show up. There are so few of them that everyone is precious. If it's not in the church, you can hardly see the real members. demon."
"I don't want to see you anyway."
"Who likes the nameless ones?" Leng Guang Sita spat out the word unhappily, "Their mystery is very different from ours, and even mortals can control magic. Your attitude is not strange."
"We can't defeat the Nameless One?"
"One-on-one is like this." Everyone seems to take this for granted. "When you are both at a low level, the devil can use the magic after changing jobs. When you are all at a high level, and the devil is as mysterious as the Sky Realm, how do you fight this?"
Nimue thought for a long time: "Is it more mysterious than the other party?"
Tekapo smiled at her. "Demons are born with magic, dear. This damn mystery is independent of the professional system, and the effects are all kinds of weird. You don't want to experience it personally. Sometimes, even if we have the advantage of mystery, it is inevitable that they will take advantage of it. Have you ever seen a mysterious creature with two professions?”
"How can it be?"
"It's possible for demons, if their natural magic can be regarded as a profession. The wizards of the Silent School do not admit this, so the mysterious field generally disagrees... But the light at night, who can tell whether it comes from the stars or the moon? Anyway, I Not picky about food." Lengguang Sita shrugged, "For Lucia, this is unfair. For Heather and Gaia, evil people control their innate power to destroy lives, which is undoubtedly their fault. Blasphemy. That’s why they are the nameless ones, and we are the creatures of order.”
It sounded ridiculous at the time, but now Nimue appreciated it. We cannot fight against the Nameless One, we can only rely on the Paladin Captain. His judgment can be trusted. "Run!" The frost giant's soft whisper can also inform everyone, "find the leader."
The merchants fled. Only the Alliance guards remained, and a local knight. "What to do with the goods?" the latter asked, "Leave it to the enemy?"
"Your Excellency, Lord Paladin Commander, will have a solution." Whether it is destroying or guarding, he is actually better than us. Even dealing with demons. "Go find Tekapo."
"Where have they gone?"
The frost giant had no answer. After leaving the detection station, the alliance's team was stronger than ever, but now it is so weak: the tower messenger Uriel got the clues from Patience and left the team first; Tekapo then left her in the car with the dwarf leader One missing. Only archers, a dozen cavalry, accountants, coachmen and warehouse keepers were left in the team, led by Nimue, the frost giant. No one asked her if she was up to it!
Fortunately, Lemons stayed. He originally planned to follow Uriel, but Leng Guang Sita entrusted the convoy to him. In order to ensure safety, the Holy Knight Captain had to give up this idea. He must know where the leader is going.
"No. They even hid it from me." Lemons denied, "I didn't ask any questions... There are some things that we shouldn't look into in detail because of our status."
Nimue didn't understand. What does this have to do with identity? The Alliance and the Radiant Council were in the honeymoon period of their cooperation, and she didn't know what secrets there were in the caravan that needed to be avoided. Maybe Tekapo didn't tell me.
She began to think about others: "You can ask Uriel for help."
"Help deal with demons? No. Too dangerous. I might as well go to church."
"Uriel." The frost giant insisted, "There are no guards in the church in Black City. The locals will only covet our money. If we charge, everyone dares to say that they are demon hunters! I don't believe they are willing to help." The tower The Messenger is actually the only Knight of Gaia we can find.
"There are no demon hunters in Black City! The tower is not specifically designed to catch demons. I guess he won't come back. He has his own things to deal with."
"What you said makes sense. We don't owe each other anything." The frost giant said, "But we have never been in contact by settling debts." The other party was suddenly speechless.
"Black Bear" Baraboo glanced at her suspiciously, then turned his horse's head and galloped towards the path.
…
The bookshelf smelled of old pine oil, which assaulted the sense of smell. The surrounding lights were dim and it was difficult to discern the direction. The library is often cleaned, but the database is different. Those who have access to this place are either noble or knowledgeable, neither of whom would stoop to cleaning. Of course, maybe they would tidy up when they come. After all, it doesn't take much physical effort to cast magic... But obviously they won't come often.
What kind of adventure is this? He felt it was a complete waste of time. "Wait a mininute."
"What are you waiting for? Bring that book."
"But……"
"Stop talking about it!" said the person at the bottom of the ladder. "If you lose, you should be willing to admit defeat. Are you trying to cheat?"
"But it's locked." Another companion explained. This man is wearing a dark gray cloak, like a ghost in the night. He couldn't help but give the guy a disgusted look.
"Is this necessary?" he couldn't help but ask.
"Are you referring to me?"
"Of course not." He waved the dust, "It's you. Two complete brats! Can you stop this boredom..."
"I opened the lock." The cloaked man suddenly shouted, "Huh? It turned into a scroll."
"What kind of scroll?"
The cloaked man touched his chin. "It's like Uriel's Scroll of Oaths. Oh, the size is different, and it's tied with rope, not sealed with wax. Could this be another Scroll of Oaths?"
"No, York. I bet it's just a regular scroll. I've had enough!"
"I am the cloaked man now, not York... Damn it, you still dare to raise a bet? The reason why we are here is because you lost nine times in a row at the card table yesterday." Sita pointed out sharply, "It's still my fault. In a team with you! I really don’t understand, Nathanael, don’t you feel a little ashamed of your extraordinary game level?”
The night elf glared at him. "I wasn't the one who asked to play cards with Roma. Honestly? I'd rather kick your ass."
"Fight? I won't necessarily lose."
"You have only been a high-level player for less than a month." The mercenary always boasted so unthinkingly. Dalton decided to carry out the threat: "Since you have a misunderstanding of your own level, I am happy to oblige."
"New game, eh? Real swordsmanship beats paper fighting. How about tonight."
"Let's be fair. Tomorrow during the day... oh!"
The ladder shook violently, causing them to grab the bookshelf. "Then how do I win?" The little lion roared at the two high-level players, "You haven't thought about it, have you? I just changed jobs! How dare you say it's fair?" Dalton and York quickly shut up. "Do you agree, Sita of Lucia?"
The orange-faced man shook his head desperately, fearing that he would fall off the ladder. After all, elemental beings cannot fly so high. He is still in the ring level, not in the sky.
Roma flicked her tail. "Drop that thing, it's what I'm looking for. Move quickly! Otherwise my target will be tied up tomorrow."
After the scroll was handed to the little lion, Dalton was able to climb down the ladder. This was truly an adventure—my teammates created the risks, and I experienced them. He felt the ground beneath his feet shaking. "What's this?"
"what is what?"
"Scroll of paper." Could it be that we took other things? Ash on your face? "It won't be your Croita's secret records or legendary secrets, right?"
"Of course not." Roma cut off the rope with a claw, "The secret records are locked in the astronomy room, and the legendary secrets are kept in the library. Here." She looked at the contents under the candlelight, "Oh, it's a new deck of cards."
Dalton nearly fell over. The Sita mercenary also covered his face, his eyes showing despair.
The little lion was overjoyed. "I hope so. But actually, it's just numbers. Numbers. Not grades. Look."
Dalton sighed. York quickly stepped forward, fearing that Roma was teasing them again. "Messy numbers." He confirmed, "Why are you looking for it?"
"Sabina said that in the days of the First Men, people used to..."
"The Ancestor Period of the First Men?" York interrupted.
"Her exact words. Do you want to ask her? I will show you the way. The top of the tower, here, she is working as a secretary for Larsen. Maybe you will meet the Saint there."
Sita immediately shut up.
"The age of the gods." Dalton told the two unlearned guys, "That's what she should mean. The reason why she said it is probably to make it easier for us to understand."
