The secret society's headquarters looked like an ordinary town, and Brenanin could barely contain his surprise. He had only seen such a scene in Ogresel on the "Starless Night" before - Bain City was not open to outsiders. But the city-state of the "Lord of the Pit" was enough to show him how wealthy, peaceful, and orderly the settlement of the Nameless Ones could be, just like a mortal kingdom under the rule of order.
"This is like a mortal city." He stood on the muddy stone floor and saw a finger-sized whitebait jumping in the puddle. One boy held it down, ripped off the head and tail, and stuffed them into his mouth. Boning seemed to taste the fishy smell when he saw it, but it was just as if. He didn't really understand the other person's feelings. The beggars on the roadside were not his compatriots, and Silvertop City was not Sweet Pea Town. He didn't know if he should breathe a sigh of relief.
"This is the city of mortals." Sadepo confirmed his guess, "The main city closest to the forest. This place is no better than the remote countryside of Sweet Pea Town, and we can still only hide in it."
Bonin was still thinking about where the main city closest to Sweet Pea Town was, but the real Eastman had already confirmed: "So, this is Silverdome City."
"Yes. We walked north for a while." Sadepo's cane returned to its plain appearance, and he was holding it in the air with distress. "Put your tail back, you two, the detection station here is still working."
"He has a way." Before Boning could speak, the mercenary had already explained it to him. "In Four Leaf City, our bartender master has never been caught by the detection station. Right, Bonin?" This guy actually turned around and asked.
"The hermit ritual is enough." Brenanin said reluctantly, "Well, if you want potions, I only have enough here..."
"Don't worry about that. The leader's residence has always been shrouded in ritual. Follow me."
Sadepo took them on a detour through the alleys and arrived at the target ten minutes later. Whether this was out of necessity or caution, Bonin couldn't tell. The guide of Little Night Valley has devoted himself wholeheartedly to his new home, abandoning his past friends and even his boss.
But he was really overly worried. In the eyes of most people, there was not much difference between the streets and alleys of Silver Summit City. Brenanin could have sworn he saw a pair of alleys that were exactly the same length and height, with the storefronts arranged in exactly the opposite direction. "This is Nose Alley." The mercenary told him. "During the White Night War, the entire street was flooded. Now the caravan has repaired it."
Bonin showed no concern for the changes in the alley. "Have you been here, adventurer?"
"If necessary, I can go anywhere in Eastman. In the mercenary group, I will be happy to take charge of some long-distance missions."
In Knox Mercenaries, you are just the young man responsible for taking care of the children. Bonin thought. He didn't ask about Xin's age. In terms of appearance alone, the boy was no more than thirty, and he was almost the same as the newcomers under his command. Ring-level adventurers are not empty realms and can live for hundreds of years, but no matter what, the stages of life are only lengthened, not stagnant, and people will still age.
A kid of his age should have followed the team faithfully, but Xin had traveled all over the kingdom. This is not unrelated to his extraordinary talent on the mysterious road. Maybe he is not far from the high level.
Boning has been changing jobs for many years, but still can't touch the edge of Gao Huan. His profession is an alchemist, and he can only accumulate power and explore deeper mysteries through magic potions, but what really limits him is his identity as the Nameless One. The gifts of the gods are enough to allow the fire intensity of the Nameless Ones to climb to a higher level, but they cannot truly make them undergo a qualitative change.
This is just normal progress. Bonin told himself. The unknown has always been like this. In the mortal period, they stepped over the apprentice, ignited the fire, and could directly drive the mysterious. At the level of the level, with their fire and talent, low-level people can be equal to the mystics who change jobs. When they change jobs, they will have new possibilities, and even high-level ones are not difficult to fight against. The mysterious path of the unknown is always one step ahead. Why should I rush?
...until he met the leader of "Frost Dew House". "Welcome, everyone." Outside the hunter's cabin by the river, there were flower beds. There was neither snow nor frost, and it was rare to see such a scene in the suburbs. A teenage boy straightened up and leaned his shovel against the fence. "You guys are late. Franky reported not long ago that everything was normal, but suddenly he warned. Sudpo, what's going on?"
This guy has a profession, Bonin discovered to his surprise. At this age? How can it be! fire
However, he keeps sending a message: the other party is a threat to him. This could only be a compatriot of equal mystery.
However, other than that, the leader of "Frost Dew House" behaves quite friendly.
"An outsider," Earthbreaker told him, "a mercenary discovered the potion... I wanted to silence him, there are ways to do that - but he is a damn companion of your distinguished guest! I can't help it ...Well, I have no choice but to do so.”
"You are very lucky, Sadepo." The boy replied, "Otherwise what was sent to me would probably just be a box containing your ashes. In my opinion, if he had to choose between dealing with you and dealing with Franky and the others , the results obtained are probably not much different: because the difficulty of the two is the same." Sadbo frowned upon hearing this.
The leader of the association turned away. "Welcome, Knox Adventurer Xin." His tone was still enthusiastic. "I have long admired your name. People say that you are the most dazzling adventurer after Sin'e the Betrayer, comparable to your leader Caulder Lele. I didn't expect you to come to Silverdome City."
Brenanin's heart skipped a beat. He naturally knew about the mercenary's past, but this praise... To be honest, it was actually quite reasonable. Not everyone can become the captain of Knox's mercenaries at such a young age, but Xin's ability is obvious to all. He was surprised that the other party believed that the mercenaries could actually deal with the Nameless Ones in Coumadin Town, and said that it was "no more difficult than dealing with Sadbo".
You know, Brenanin asked himself that he had no ability to win against such a large number of his compatriots. He is an alchemist, not a berserker fighting ten against one. Although potions can play many auxiliary roles, Boning is never willing to imagine himself in that situation... Is the difference between combat and non-combat roles really true? So big? He couldn't tell for a moment.
Xin did not respond to the praise from the leader of "Frost Dew House". "'Xin'e the Betrayer?" he repeated, "for you Nameless Ones, I'm afraid he is a hero. Lord Whitehead, the Lord of the Pit from Fife Tanner, is his deeds not enough to embody the nameless ones?" Strength and strengthen the momentum of the association?"
"What you say makes sense, but my hometown was destroyed by the war he started. I was not the Nameless One at that time." The leader said, "Besides, there is no 'Lord of the Pit' now. Lord Whitehead is no longer He is the Duke of the Byrne Empire, and today the Red Valley of Faftanna, Antolet and the territory of Bures bordering them are ruled by the Duke."
Bonin couldn't help frowning. Xin also asked: "When was this news, sir? Is the Byrne Empire at war with Faf Tanner?"
"So be it. The demon-hunting campaign has come to an end before the sunken plane Gavash has arrived, but the pace of these undead will not stop." The leader led them through the flower garden and into the hut. "Now Hell Outpost is really back. It is located near the Veil Mountains of the Royal Court of Faftanna, adjacent to Moni-Antroros and Bures. The Alliance of Order forces destroyed the Veil gathering and burned the fields and farms. , and dumped corpses and ashes into the pond. They walked away, leaving behind ruins that are the paradise of the undead.”
The fallen plane of Gavash. Bonin's impression of it still remains that of the undead disaster two hundred years ago. A cardinal received the "White Prophecy", which was regarded as Lucia's oracle. However, the undead were roaming around the land, which turned the "Sacred Council of Radiance" into a new fulcrum and gave the Brestatik Empire a powerful ally. For the Liberation Army, this is undoubtedly adding insult to injury. Hopefully this time the dead will bring good news.
"I've never heard of such a thing." Xin Jiang was skeptical.
"Of course, this is the war situation on the other side of the continent, and it will take half a year to reach Eastman. This is my exclusive news." The young leader raised his eyebrows, "It is also my sincerity."
Exclusive news, the talent of the unknown? Besides sincerity... Boning couldn't refuse him. Sure enough, Sadepo informed the leader of "Frost Dew House" about my identity, and he would reveal such news. Why else would two Eastman mercenaries care about the Fife Tanner War? I couldn’t even make it in time to join in the fun.
But for Brenanin Munro, this is a rare and important piece of information he has obtained in recent days, and its value is second only to the potion in Cougainvillea.
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It seems you have needs too, sir. "Xin always grasps the key.
People are willing to pay up front, mostly for the rewards later. Brenanin was alert.
"Damon. This is my name. I don't want much, you two, don't be nervous."
Such a beginning often does not lead to good words. "Let me explain in advance." Boning said, "I have no objection to keeping it a secret, but I will never sign any contract."
"This still needs to be discussed. I personally tend to make it easier for you, Your Highness Brenanin. After all, you are also a compatriot, right?" Damon turned his eyes, "As for the other one, your companion, he is not the same as us. Man. Well, but I don’t think he meant us any harm.”
Sadepo frowned: "People who are not malicious are not necessarily friends. If you do this..."
"...It's not my opinion alone. Do you want tea? Uh, wait a moment." Damon entertained them personally to show his sincerity. He opened the drawer under the cabinet and took out the crumpled, wet leaves. He sniffed them and decided to use them to boil a pot of hot water. "It's moldy," he explained to everyone.
"You are too kind, my lord," Xin said.
The leaves burn in the fire. "Not one person? What do you mean?" Sadepo asked, "Are French and the others also...? Wait, mercenary, you called out many people's names! How come... you know someone among us? ” He looked over suspiciously, and Boning also had doubts.
Xin let him stare for a while.
Then, the mercenary stood up, walked to the cabinet with a calm expression, and opened another drawer. Brenanin watched as he took out a brand new tea bag.
"You left it here last week." Xin handed the tea leaves to the host.
At this time, everyone except the leader of the Frost Dew House was shocked. Sadbo opened his mouth and stared at him. Even Brenanin was shocked. How is it possible that the guests are more familiar with the home furnishings than the hosts? He was shaken.
"I forgot, thank you." the other party said. "Now you understand, brother?" Daemon smiled at Sadebo. "The name is not a secret, and neither are the potions and us, I'm afraid. I think he must have awakened some memories in you."
"But that's different," Sadbo muttered.
"They sent you to the Dew River, saved your life, and woke you up."
"That's when she called my name," Sadepo admitted.
"Born to know. This is their talent. To them, there is no stranger in this world. Their judgment is never wrong whether a person's nature is trustworthy."
"Soilbreaker" shut his mouth. Brenanin understood: "Them? Water fairies?"
The other party started to make tea. "To be precise, they are the water fairies of the Lake Women's Association. They are our compatriots, so they help us during times of war." He nodded. "The young adventurer you are traveling with has been blessed by the water fairy."
Xin Yi shrugged. "The water fairies are very united and never differentiate between the Nameless People and ordinary people. I think they see things from a different perspective than us."
It turns out that you are influenced by them. Brenanin recalled the time when the mercenaries led him into the forest to seek help from the water fairies. Xin had told him that the water goblin knew everything, but he still doubted it later! This is actually true. Bonin heard the water fairy call his name with his own ears.
He couldn't help but re-examine his companions: the humble mercenary, the adventurer in a small place, and the young captain taking care of his children. This guy is actually related to the water fairy in the Four-leaf Forest, and has he been blessed? In the first half of my life, I could only see descriptions of nymphs in books.
"I thank them for their life-saving grace." Sadepo said, "Since he is a friend of the water fairy, it seems that everyone can trust him even if it is, uh, even if it is about the purification cauldron."
Brenanin breathed a sigh of relief and was about to say something when he saw Xin's expression on the other side change: "What do you call it, a pure cauldron?"
"The same name, man. It's just the same name." Damon reassured, "The Vampire's cauldron is notorious. Our product never needs such cruel methods... It is an improved version of the alchemy potion, Sauvero."
"Then what..."
"As you have guessed, the formula for the potion did not come from us, but from the information I obtained from Envoy Bain." The young leader said. He poured everyone a cup of tea. "To be honest, it was the water fairies who heard it. They always know a lot of information, especially when the treasure appears in front of them." He suddenly frowned. "Those envoys... many of them are ordinary members of the association, the night watchmen of Bain, but there is something wrong with the leader."
"He was transformed into the Nameless One using a potion?" Brenanin asked.
"No, there is no difference between the compatriots transformed by the magic potion and the real compatriots. We are the same... That white-robed knight, well, I don't think he is alive."
Brenanin and the mercenary looked at each other, thinking of the group of knights in front of Yotsuba Castle. He was deeply impressed by the leading white-robed knight and could detect the fire belonging to the Nameless One, but he didn't feel anything unusual about the other party.
Xin said: "Undead."
"I'm afraid that's it. The Byrne envoy arrived at Silverdome City, and then transferred to Sweet Pea Town. Everything was normal. Count Timir went to the royal capital, and his nephew didn't let them enter the city at all... But I still... Anyway... , I asked the water fairies to follow them secretly, but they told me that it was a dead man who had been one of our compatriots before he was alive."
Damon's voice was strange, as if he was afraid of something. The tea was hot and the room was silent. Brenanin shuddered.
But he didn't understand where this fear came from. Weird thing, could I be scared by an undead? It must be the tone of the narrator. After all, what is he afraid of?
"He remained an ally of the Order after his death," Xin pointed out. "Gavash is under the rule of the Undead Lords, and the undead are on the side of the Nameless Ones."
Looking at it this way, it is normal for some Bain people to be undead. Brenanin knew what he meant.
Damon shook his head. "When a corpse is resurrected, the fire will not be rekindled. Everyone knows that." He frowned. "But the undead are not the same as living people, so you can't see the difference, right? This guy is not like a new undead creature. People can still feel his fire, and talk and behave as if he is the original person. This ..."
"The undead born from the remains of the dead are just low-level undead creatures at first." Sadbo agreed. He looked pale, recalling the nightmare.
Brenanin licked his lips. "You mean, he is exactly the same as the original person? The person before he died?"
"Of course." Damon held up the tea cup. "The water elves will not be wrong. They shared what they saw with me... You can't think that people will hang out with skeletons and corpse eaters." He changed the subject. . "However, the Nameless Ones have all kinds of strange talents, so anything that happens in the association is normal. Maybe there is a certain Byrne who can reverse life and death."
Bonin was still digesting this shocking news. On the other side, Xin had already asked: "The Purifying Cauldron is a creation of the Vampire Clan. Now that Prince Drablay and his tribe have been destroyed, does the Bain people's magic potion formula come from Vampires?" He brought the topic back.
"I don't know about this. The abilities of the water fairies also have limits. The city of the Bain people is very closed, and the same is true for Gavash... Even if there are people of the same race in the local area, they don't dare to contact them easily. In fact, Bain absorbs compatriots much faster than We want to be fast, and people are more willing to choose Byrne."
Brenanin could totally imagine the scene. After the second demon hunting campaign, Byrne has become the banner of the unknown and a holy place in the hearts of all compatriots. Not only did they build an empire, a goal greater than what the Restoration Legion had yet to achieve, but they were also taking action to clear away the crimes that had been framed on the unknown for thousands of years. The Bainians don't even say "the nameless one." People of God. They told all their countrymen that we were the people of the gods and that the gods were on our side. What could be more inspiring than that?
Therefore, even if the one who rules Byrne is an undead from Gavash, they try their best to accept it. Perhaps in the eyes of the members of the association, he is the undead lord who saved the "Starless Night". His aura as an unknown person is enough to cover up his origin.
"But you also have some guesses." Of course Boning knew that Damon would not mention the white-robed knight in the Byrne Envoy without reason. "The dead are likely to become part of the Bairn. Throughout the ages, the dead have traveled to Gavash...
…The vampires who were destroyed in the White Night War are no exception. Sovereaux's changes may be related to it, and it is called the 'Pure Cauldron' by the Bain people. "
"I have no evidence," Dimon meant to admit. "I don't want to delve into this matter. After all, no matter what it is called, it can increase companions, and it is an improved version of Sovero. The method of use and effect are completely different from the Vampire's 'Clean Cauldron,' and there is no harm in it. Then I What are you worried about?" He blew on the tea. "But since you're asking, I'll make it clear." He drank the tea in one gulp.
"...It's not completely different." Boning remembered something. This is his area of expertise, so he can see it far more clearly than someone like Dimon. The House of Frost and Dew has shared much valuable information with him, and he will reciprocate. "The cauldron potion is closely related to the soul. It is a special kind of fire potion. In fact, it is also a technology for refining the mysterious essence, and the potion is its final product."
He found Xin listening attentively. "But the effect of the purifier is very poor. If I say it, it is too poor. Compared with the cost, its gains are often not worth mentioning - most of the energy is wasted in the step-by-step reaction, and in the end only a little Effect."
"Sounds like a losing business," Sadbo muttered.
"That's right. I rarely see colleagues who study related technologies. Even in the Oath Keepers Alliance, there are almost no people who are willing to improve the cauldron." Boning recalled the alchemist's work that he had participated in while concealing his identity. At the party, "There is a guy, Oland, I remember this name. He has done a lot of research on the cauldron."
Xin picked up the tea cup. "Oh, have you communicated?"
"No, not me. He brought his so-called results and wanted to exchange new knowledge. But the host did not approve it." Bonin touched the cup and it was still very hot. "The ultimate goal of alchemy is to use alchemical technology to break through the shackles of profession and realize all mysterious phenomena. In a sense, this is the same as the witchcraft of the Silent School. Therefore, what we want is to 'simplify,' refine, and constantly reduce costs, Extract value."
"Although the cauldron potion and its refining technology are extraordinary breakthroughs and a great pioneering work, as an old antique, the price to pay for using it to light a fire is greater than people directly holding a fire ceremony. So why don't everyone just hold a ceremony directly? ?」
"Is the kettle obsolete?"
"No. The history of the fire ritual is older than the cauldron. Perhaps it is just a wrong path that was discovered by others."
Sadepo didn't understand: "If it's a mistake, then why are the vampires still studying it?"
"This is the alchemy technology of the Vampire Clan." Damon reminded, "This clan loves slavery the most, and the superiors never know how to restrain their demands. What we think is a huge price will be transferred to the slaves, and ultimately the master will reap the rewards. A tiny bit of results.”
"Heroism," Brennanen concluded. "Alchemy has been a noble skill since its birth. Slaves and lower-ranking people are still property of the nobility, because the nobility of the nobility comes from them... In short, the Vampire's cauldron is a failure, and it is different from the potion that can create compatriots. They are similar, but their status is very different. I have reason to infer that the Byrnes who improved Sovero have the Blood Race or their undead. Think about it, the Blood Race was once an ally of the Dark Wizard, and the Black Wizard was under the command of Lord Mercury. "
Damon blinked. "It must be admitted that although the nameless ones are compatriots, they are just like everyone else. There are everyone in them." He paused for a moment. "However, regarding Lord Lord... it is best not to say such things in front of most of our compatriots. In fact, what we know about them is just hearsay."
"I'll never meet them anyway," Sadbo declared.
This is true. Brenanin himself has never met the Lord of "Starless Night". He has written letters to the Black Knight, dealt with the "Steel and Fire", the subordinate society of the "Lord of Thunder and Ashes", and also provided some help to the "Glimmer Lord" during the first demon hunting campaign, but he never Meet these people face to face. For the leader of the Restoration Legion, exposing himself to the Lord of the Nameless Ones was a dangerous act. All hopes of regaining the Kingdom of Washimuth depended on him... at least that was what his grandfather had made the people of the Legion think.
Some information is common sense to him, but to this gang
The same cannot be said for the rabble. Brenanin thought. This should be considered as news in return for Gavash.
"Every lord is a Sky Realm." He warned these compatriots, "If they extend an invitation, it is best not to refuse it outright. If you ask me, agreeing is the right choice. Byrne is a behemoth, different from the Guild. She has The size of the country."
"Isn't it the same with your Restoration Army?" Damon took a sip of tea.
"I won't just send out invitations." Bonin said defensively. "The goal of the Restoration Army is Washmouth, so we can't refuse everyone like Byrne. We need soldiers." He looked at Sudpo. "I'm sorry about Xiaoya Valley Self-Rescue Association."
"Soilbreaker" turned his head. "I'm afraid I'm no longer the one you need."
"The House of Frost and Dew does not participate in the fight." Damon also said, "We just want to live in peace... among our compatriots. My home was also in a small town, and people helped each other to fight against natural disasters. Cougainvillea is a small town. This corner, free from natural disasters and far away from man-made disasters, always makes me reminisce...I think this is the hometown in my heart."
This is still a child. Bonin thought. Longing for home and companionship, what supports him is the innocent ideal in his brain. But what's wrong with this? He knew he would never have such a peaceful moment.
"But when the people of Sweet Pea became Nameless, there was no way out," Xin pointed out.
"These are turbulent times, adventurer." Daemon said calmly, "An era of war. There is no place for ordinary people on this stage. They are almost just wooden stakes: being controlled by rogue parties, bandits, noble guards and people who do not distinguish right from wrong. The Alliance of Order chops them into pieces, and even adventurers can occasionally use them to sharpen their knives." He smiled slightly. "Becoming a nameless one, lighting a fire is no longer the barrier between mortals and mysterious creatures. I gave them the power to defend themselves. Who says this is not a blessing?"
"The magic potion will change a person's soul." Xin met his eyes, "Maybe it brings blessings from the gods to mortals... But we are not gods after all, sir. It is one thing to hold a gift in our hands. It's another thing to give it to others." He put down the cup. "The changes in Coumea Town are irreversible, and I don't blame anyone. But since Frost and Dew House pursues a peaceful life, please carefully consider the timing of using the potion. After all, it has attracted enemies to the town. "
Damon looked at him long and hard. "I will think more about it." The young leader replied, "Thank you for your advice, Xin, and thank you for everything you have done for the Frost Dew House."
Sadepo still refused to give up: "Did you hear what the mercenary said, chief? He is right. The matter of the Tonka Potion must be kept secret, and no one can be exempted - not even themselves."
"The contract is no longer negotiable." Brenner was unwilling to let go of his gains. The mercenary was left alone, and he had a kingdom that needed to be rebuilt.
"It's better to compromise." Damon appeased both parties. "I have another piece of news here, which may be used as compensation for signing the confidentiality contract."
Bonin hesitated. He is quite interested in the information about the water fairies. Although Xin was able to contact them, the alchemist still tried to remain vigilant and unwilling to reveal his true goal to others.
The adventurer had no objection. Then Brenanin said, "Tell me something."
"It's about the person you are looking for." The leader of the Frost Dew House said, "Someone has seen him in Silver Summit City."
