"I heard that another group of people were killed today, just north of Rondel Pass..."
"Londel Pass? Isn't that right? Why did I hear Captain Foley say that an unknown force was encountered there, and the fifth team suffered heavy casualties..."
"What are you doing?"
"No, nothing captain! We were just... uh, discussing whether to report civilians fleeing!"
"Are there civilians fleeing again? Where did they flee to?"
"Report, they escaped to the Harlem area!"
"...Halom? Forget it, those untouchables should have been locked up in that place anyway..."
"But, captain, the resistance there has become more and more obvious. If you continue to ignore it..."
Zaraha, known as the ancient city, looks like an ordinary castle from the outside. Thick wall tiles left over from ancient times appear in front of every passerby from time to time, with irregular horizontal and vertical distribution and bands. The gray and black color with historical deposits proves the antiquity of this place. Through the little light leaking from the surrounding tall city walls, Duan Qing can also see the patterns left by the ancient builders and the patterns left by the thousands of years of war on the shady sides of these walls. The traces left behind, but the thrilling situation of being more than a dozen streets behind enemy lines, with a captain and two soldiers blocking the middle of the road in front of him, no longer allowed him to allocate much energy and time on these ancient scenery with a sense of time. Now: "Prepare..."
"Three, two, one... pass!"
call--
A gust of breeze without warning then appeared behind the three Imperial soldiers who were talking in the streets of the ancient city, and drew white trails with snowflakes over the quiet streets. Several Imperial soldiers who were talking then followed this path. Looking in the direction where the breeze was coming, all I could see was an empty corner with scattered snow flying in the air. The armor-covered hands pressed on the hilt of the sword. The three high-level warriors belonging to the empire then walked slowly to the source of the sound of the wind. Their vigilant faces then turned around together and looked at them. To the other side of the corner: "...nothing."
"Huh... Although it looks scary, there shouldn't be any big problems."
Hiding at the corner of the street at the end of the field of vision, Duan Qing looked back at the scene where the three figures gradually dispersed and walked back to the original place. Then he put away the hand holding the sword hilt and nodded towards the others behind him. : "At last they were not discovered..."
"As expected of Her Majesty the Queen." Xiao Yu'er, who was hiding next to him, shouted in a low voice. His excited expression looked like a child who got a good toy: "Even I can run that fast." Hurry!"
"The key point is silence." Legend of Lieyan standing next to him looked down at his feet, and then his eyes fell on Duan Qing in front: "Your wind condensation technique is also very important."
"If the people in the Mages Council knew that I used this thing to create false impressions, they might have one more reason to hunt me down." Helplessly responding to the words of the other players, Duan Qing's voice followed him as he turned forward. He moved and fell into the distance again: "Hurry up."
"We still have half the way to go."
Holding Aina's hand tightly, his figure disappeared from everyone's eyes again. His extremely fast speed seemed not to be hindered by his follower at all, and he kept running back and forth in the outer streets of Zaraha City. With. There are almost no players in the streets and alleys, which makes it less easy for this mixed team to see through. The increasingly sparse distribution of guards also makes it less difficult for Duan Qing and others to break through. Only that The imperial armor that Maggie forcibly put on Legend of Flame seemed to have caused a lot of trouble to Duan Qing and the others in the process: "...you! What do you guys do?"
"I, I am Tamo, a member of the Empire's 28th Squadron! Now I need to escort this civilian to the market area!"
"Detachment 28? Has our garrison number in Zalaha City reached this far back... Forget it, be careful, it's getting more and more unsafe over there now."
"It doesn't matter, we just want to... let it go, don't worry! Whoever dares to mess with us on this site will definitely teach them how powerful we are, hahahahaha!"
The sweat on his face became more and more intense, and the legend of Lie Yan, who talked about the "beggar's version of Xiao Yu'er", repeatedly broke through the interrogations of the imperial soldiers who occasionally appeared in front of him along the street, and his stumbling steps followed. With an increasingly uneasy expression, he walked through most of the city, and arrived at the Harlem area known as the market area without any danger. The life scenes of ordinary city residents also began to appear in Duan Qing and others' vision as they approached. Along with them, there were more and more movements that were unique to ordinary people's lives, and some were They hurried in and out of their own courtyards under the surveillance of the imperial guards who were still around, and some started war-era business in the corners of the streets and alleys in this area: "The new Xingmai came from thousands of miles away. A product of Fenghua Town! Ten gold coins per bag, the last ten bags!"
"Excellent decorations! Gems! Cutting products! Utensils! At the lowest price! Those who are willing to exchange bread can get a 50% discount!"
"The blue wine from Harlem Bar, the latest brew made last night!"
"Groceries, groceries, the lowest prices in the city, no bargaining, just leave when sold out——"
"I said……"
Looking at the increasingly lively scene that emerged in front of him, Legend of Lieyan, who was walking at the back of the team, murmured and sighed: "This doesn't look like a place where dying people are imprisoned at all."
"No, what we see should be just the appearance."
Quietly pointing at the imperial soldiers among the hawkers, Duan Qing, who was hiding aside, replied in a low voice: "Based on what Maggie described before...if there is really a resistance force here. If they live in a settlement, all this may be their disguise."
"In other words... these hawkers are all rebels?" Legend of Flames whispered, and his eyes looking forward became more interested: "Don't tell me, this is really acting like it. .”
"It's possible that they are just ordinary civilians." Duan Qing shook his head again: "Normal life now..."
"It's just a cover for people who can't show up."
Feeling Ruoyouruowu's eyes constantly coming from all around the streets, he stabilized his mind, then took the hand of Ayina, who still looked uneasy, and took the lead towards the depths of this seemingly lively area. Go. The heat inside the armor seemed to increase by two points due to the nervousness. Legend of Lieyan looked at Xiao Yu'er and then tugged on his collar hard, but he was stopped by two people who wanted to keep up. The imperial guards who came out of the corner stopped in front with their sharp eyes: "You two! Stop! Are you...?"
"We are... I am Tamo from the Empire's 28th Division! I'm here to send a new civilian here today!"
"Newcomer? Another untouchable is disobedient?"
His eyes stayed on the frightened Xiao Yu'er's face for a while, and one of the imperial soldiers had a man's unique explicit look on his face: "It looks pretty good, hehehehehe..."
"Don't cause trouble, Scott." Another soldier with a gun standing next to him immediately warned: "If you cause trouble for the general again... there will really be no one to protect you next time."
"...Okay, okay, it's really boring."
After glaring at each other with the teammate, the soldier known as Scott waved his hand with a bored look on his face, and then moved his eyes away from the little fish who didn't look very attractive, and turned to "Tower...Tucker, right? Forget it, no matter what your name is...the concentration camp is over there, just put it down and leave."
"Concentration camp?" Then Legend of Flames was slightly stunned: "Didn't it mean that the entire Harlem area is a place of detention? What the hell is a concentration camp?"
"It's not a ghost, it's a place specially set up to detain disobedient untouchables." The soldier named Scott licked his lips: "As long as you stay in that place for two days, those so-called fleas will Know the methods of our empire, and then feel at ease..."
"Wait a moment."
Immediately interrupting the words of his companions, the imperial soldiers who came with Scott cast a slightly strange look on Legend of Flame: "Don't you know... the concentration camp?"
"Uh...I'm new here, new here, hahahahaha..."
"The 28th Imperial Squadron..."
His eyes kept looking up and down the sweaty Lieyan Legend for a while, and the suspicion in the eyes of the imperial soldier became more and more intense: "When was the 28th Squadron of the Empire established? Who is the captain?"
"Our captain... uh... that..."
Taking a step back slightly, Legend of Lieyan put his sweaty palms on the white sword at his waist: "Our captain is called..."
boom!
A chest-shattering explosion suddenly sounded in the alley not far away, at the end of the corner in front of the four people confronting each other. The strong shock wave then drove an air flow that was enough to blow everything away. Another person on the street corner in front of them It sprayed out sideways. Stabilizing his body in a standard defensive posture, the two soldiers who were interrogating the legend of the flames rushed to the other side of the corner where the explosion occurred with two meteor-like strides, and then civilians screamed all around. In the voice, a tall figure turned away and came into his eyes: "...who is it?"
"Is he someone who resists the forces?"
"This is Rodman and Scott from the 4th Imperial Squadron! Answer my question!"
"You... stop for me!"
The sound of fierce fighting was accompanied by the sudden rush of the two figures, echoing on the other side of the street corner that could no longer be seen. Legend of Lieyan and Xiao Yu'er, who were standing there, also slowly let go of their desire. The hand that pulled out the weapon stared blankly at the smoke and dust in the sky that had not yet disappeared in front of him. The screams that surrounded the surroundings became smaller and smaller as the civilians moved away. They were replaced by the louder screams of the imperial soldiers who also heard the explosion and rushed nearby. A strong roar The force of tearing appeared immediately behind the two players who had not yet fully woken up. At the same time, a whispered reminder appeared in their ears: "Why are you still standing there?"
"Let's go!"
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"A glass of Jacks, thank you."
Some time later, in the Harlom Tavern, the figures belonging to Duan Qing and the Legend of Lieyan were sitting opposite each other on one of the small tables in the depths of the tavern. He looked as if nothing had happened and then waved his hand to call a waiter. , and at the same time looked at the large shield warrior opposite who had taken off his imperial armor: "What do you want?"
"…ordinary ale will do."
Breathing to answer the question, Legend of Flame leaned his back against the wooden chair that was completely inappropriate for his body: "I don't want to drink too much. What happened today is scary enough. If there is According to statistics, I must have sweated more today than I have in the past year..."
"Hahahaha, I know, I know, the excitement of infiltrating in disguise... sometimes is even stronger than fighting head-on." Then Duan Qing showed a smile that was empathetic: "I know this mission It’s hard for you, but you’re doing very well now. With some training in the future, you might become a powerful adventurer and an experienced master of disguise..."
"No, no, no, please spare me."
Amidst the sound of Xiao Yu'er covering his mouth and snickering next to him, Legend of Flames waved his hand resolutely: "If I could choose, I'd better choose to charge into the battle in a way that suits me better. I don't have anything to say about myself. But if this delays everyone’s plans..."
"Then it's no longer a joke."
As if he was talking about business, Duan Qing's laughter slowly subsided: "Tell me about the situation... How is the contact? Can they come over?"
"Of course there is no problem, but... because they all died far away, it will take at least two days to get here." Legend of Flames replied in a serious voice: "I asked before when I went offline, what is the difference between Fatty Flying Man and Fatty Flying Sky? Tudou all said there was no problem, except for the Yangtze River No. 7 who had just joined... I don’t have his contact information, and I don’t know where he went.”
"...Don't worry about him. Arrange the rest of the plan first."
Shaking his head slightly, Duan Qing leaned forward a little involuntarily: "After they arrive, I will assign the tasks that Maggie gave us."
"That woman..." Lieyan Legend's voice became even lower: "Didn't she say she was waiting for us here? Then just now..."
"It seems you still don't believe it."
A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and Duan Qing stood up helplessly after interrupting the other party: "In that case, let me explain it from another angle."
Under the puzzled looks of the two players opposite him, he took the glass of wine placed on the tray by the tavern waiter who just came over, and then moved it elegantly to one of the square tables on the other side of the tavern. A burly drinker sat down slowly across from him: "The person who took action just now..."
"Is it you, Your Majesty the Magician?"
