"Your Majesty the Marquis! Your Majesty the Marquis of Romlia!"
Not long after, in the city of Tanzania, a panicked imperial soldier rushed out from among several guards guarding the gate of the city lord's palace: "The imperial envoy is here!"
"Emissary of the Empire?"
Sitting quietly in the center of a pavilion on the side of the garden of the city lord's palace, a middle-aged man who put down the tea cup in his hand gradually showed an unhappy look on his face: "Which family's special envoy is he? House Christian or House Drizzt?”
"This... they claim to be His Royal Highness's personal attendants."
Swallowing his panting breath hard, the soldier replied hastily: "They brought urgent news from the east, saying-"
"The returning convoy was attacked."
Before the soldier could finish speaking, several knights wearing heavy armor and looking majestic broke into the city lord's palace through the door that had been pushed open earlier: "Your reaction is really too slow, Balmos Luo Your Excellency Mulia.”
"you……"
Frowning and standing up from his seat, a middle-aged noble man named Bamos Romilia walked out of the pavilion surrounded by a group of guards behind him: "Who are you?"
"We are the Second Cavalry of the Imperial Royal Guards, servants of Lord Throd Roland."
As if mentioning their proud status, several knights with coercion walked neatly to the bottom of the steps where the pavilion was located. Their tall figures and silhouettes inlaid with gold-rimmed armor shocked the surrounding guards. , seemed to have invisibly brought the crowds on both sides closer physically: "He is also the personal bodyguard of Chris Frey Cadreft."
"Do you have any more questions?"
"..."
Taking a slight step back, the middle-aged nobleman known as the Marquis of Balmos Romilia focused his shocked eyes on the knights in front of him: "Are you the personal attendants of His Highness the Prince? But you how--"
"We were entrusted by His Highness the Prince to come to this place to convey the battle report from the front."
Interrupting the other party's words with a low voice again, the leading knight's face gradually became serious: "The imperial noble convoy heading to the Santreus Province was encountered by a group of unknown people at the border of the Koska Province. The characteristics of the attack were highly overlapping with those of the Restorationists, and the battle at the scene was also very fierce. The casualties when the enemy was finally repelled were twelve dead and twenty-three injured."
"If it hadn't been for the help of His Highness the Prince who happened to be passing by that place, your so-called distant relative would probably have died in the wild." After saying this, he raised his head with a cruel smile: "The other party has been dispatched for five full years. There are more than a dozen magicians, and your escort team... doesn't seem to be as powerful as rumored."
"Five, more than fifty magicians?" Compared with the leisurely look while holding a cup of tea, Balmos Romilia's expression became obviously much worse: "How is it possible? How can there be so many Where did the restorers appear?"
"What are you questioning, the security of the empire? Or the authenticity of the information we provided?"
Pouring his lips, the leading gold-encrusted knight of the empire finally showed a somewhat disdainful expression: "We came here specially to remind you of the current serious situation, those scoundrels lurking in the empire..."
"It has begun to show its fangs."
The moment of silence lasted for a moment among the lush gardens as these words fell, and then was broken by the sudden exclamation of the Imperial Lord, looking at the group of people in front of Lord Romlia. The knight captain who commanded the guards who were running around in panic then let out a cold snort of disdain again, turned around and whispered to the several cavalrymen wearing the same gold-rimmed armor beside him: "The local imperial nobles are really unworthy. Yes, let’s act according to the original plan, Gomez, Raman, you two will lead a patrol around Tanzania City to see if there is anything abnormal.”
"yes."
"The rest of the people are going to the Violet Tower with me. We'll deal with the people from the Mages Council first."
Turning around quietly, the knight captain's eyes gradually became serious: "If you want to deal with those dark magicians who are like magic sticks, you still need magical means. The Violet Tower is already one of the few in the empire. It is one of the magic strongholds, and the Archmage Violet has a little relationship with His Highness the Prince..."
"This is the captain."
Before he could finish his words about arranging himself, the voice belonging to the Imperial Marquis sounded behind the group of people again: "And distinguished knights, do you, do you need to find a place to rest first? Wait? Although our city in Tanzania is located in a remote location, we still have all the taverns and hotels to entertain guests..."
"No need." The knight captain who turned around again temporarily concealed the impatient look on his face: "We can just find a place to station ourselves. His Highness the Prince may come here soon."
"King, His Highness the Prince?" Marquis Bamot Romlia's expression changed again: "He, why did he come here? No, I mean, in such an extremely dangerous place, Prince How could Your Highness condescend to take risks?”
"Extremely dangerous?"
The originally emotionless eyes gradually became a little strange, and the knight captain's face darkened: "With our Royal Guards here, there are no dangerous places in the empire. If you are aware of your current situation, If you feel worried, you can find a place to take refuge first..."
"No, no, absolutely not."
Shaking his hand hastily, the Marquis turned his panic into a concealed smile: "I'm just worried about the safety of His Highness. If something unexpected happens to His Highness, we local lords cannot afford it."
"The safety of His Highness the Prince does not require your concern." The knight captain replied expressionlessly: "Although you are the guardians and protectors of this place, we do not intend to tell you the specific whereabouts and route plan of His Highness the Prince. , you just need to be more vigilant and maintain the security of this place."
"As for the security situation, we have been strengthening our vigilance recently." The sweat on the Marquis's face began to gradually flow down: "I can ask Han Gulai to explain to you the specific situation..."
"No, we don't need such a report."
The knight captain waved his hand and ignored the other party's words. Then he turned and walked towards the road he came from: "In the name of the Imperial Royal Guard, we now need to take over the defense of this city. We hope to get your Excellency." cooperation, and the strong support of the Romlia family.”
"It won't take long, and it will probably only last until the convoy of imperial nobles returns safely." Ignoring the dull look on Lord Romlia's face, he stopped at the gate of the city lord's palace: "The rest of the matter, we will I won’t interfere at all, so…”
"Every direction will be destroyed."
He turned around and nodded towards a certain player knight who was staying at the end and was wearing similar armor: "You stay here."
"Be responsible for handing over and contacting them."
"What, martial law is coming again?"
As time went by, the imperial sunset once again fell on the gray city bricks of the south gate of Tanzania City, gradually laying a layer of golden light on the passers-by. However, from this group of people who were blocked at the door like Duan Qing Judging from the expressions on the faces of the players, they now have no intention of enjoying the beautiful scenery: "Didn't we just implement some level of alert? Isn't that level of alert enough?"
"This is an order from the Marquis. Anyone who enters or exits this city must be questioned by the imperial military - especially you group of adventurers!"
"Risk, what happened to the adventurer? The adventurer didn't steal the city's food..."
"Stop talking nonsense! Go and line up over there! If you haven't completed the interrogation, none of you can even get in!"
"...So what on earth are you doing?"
Shaking his head helplessly, Duan Qing, who was also blocked outside the city, looked around at the defense line surrounding the city where a large group of imperial soldiers blocked the players at the door. Then, as if he couldn't stand the noise here, He turned around and moved closer to a certain soldier captain standing in the corner: "Are you discriminating against the adventurers of our empire?"
"There is nothing we can do about the order just issued at noon today."
Locke, who pulled the brim of his hat and drove away several players who were also clamoring in protest, then reluctantly took off his helmet: "Although you don't have to listen to what that stupid Lord said, but..."
"But what?" Duan Qing raised his eyebrows curiously: "Did something new happen?"
"...I have no obligation to tell you." Looking at the face of the gray-robed magician in front of him with a serious look, Locke then made a gesture of waving his hand to drive people away: "Go, go, if there are no other questions If so, please hurry up and line up for me."
"Where is your man named John? Why didn't he come here?"
Instead of leaving this place immediately like the players who were driven away before, Duan Qing, who was pulling Xue Ling Huan Bing, turned to the surroundings and made a gesture of looking around: "Did you secretly go to the 'Wind Eagle' again to drink too much?" Got some wine?"
"How do you know?" Locke, who stood there like an iron tower, turned his head when he heard the sound: "He didn't return to the team all day yesterday, and I was looking for him this morning..."
"The guy you sent to monitor me is indeed very dedicated, but his weaknesses are too obvious." Duan Qing showed a strange smile: "It was just a few glasses of good cocktails, and he left alone. On the bar of the pub..."
"Damn it, that bastard." So Locke gritted his teeth hard: "It's already like that, but the old habit of drinking has not changed at all... That's wrong."
"He doesn't have the money to drink that weird-tasting cocktail." The garrison captain responsible for guarding the city suddenly turned around: "Is it you who caused this?"
"I just complied with that person's request." Duan Qing put on an innocent expression: "I have needs, and he has rewards - isn't this a fair transaction?"
"It turns out it's you."
Ignoring the distant looks of the imperial soldiers and players who organized the defense line around him, Locke, clenching his fists, walked up to Duan Qing in two steps: "You'd better tell everything you know and want to do, otherwise... "
"We didn't do anything." Duan Qing, who blocked Xue Ling Huan Bing behind him, shouted: "We just went to the Violet Tower once yesterday, and then we went hunting outside today."
"Violet Tower? What are you doing in a place like that?"
Several thoughts passed through his mind, and Locke, with his eyes wide open, slowly lowered the fist he had just raised: "Don't tell me that you went to that place to become a magician in the Council of Mages. With your level? Magicians will never be favored by those guys who think too highly of themselves!"
"You're absolutely right, that's how I was kicked out." Duan Qing muttered in a low voice with an unhappy look on his face: "Not only that, but he was almost charged with explosion..."
"What? The magic storm in Robert City is also related to you?" A big hand like a cattail leaf quickly clasped on Duan Qing's shoulder, and a look of shock gradually appeared on the face of the soldier who took off his helmet: "You guy... ...How many troubles did you cause on this day? You only entered the city safely because you were looking at my name. If I find out that you are one of those restorationists——"
Snapped.
The loud trembling sound of the paper then appeared in the air between the gray-robed magician and the imperial warrior, interrupting Locke's questioning and the gradually attracted gazes around him. Duan Qing, who had not made any resistance until then, also He slowly pushed back the white-haired woman who was secretly trying to pick up the sword, and at the same time brought the scroll he raised in front of her a little closer: "This is a commission just issued to us by the Adventurers Association. , as evidenced by the bad-attitude mission announcer in the Adventurer Association Hall and a group of adventurers in the hall, my companions and I have now peeled off twenty-eight pieces of prairie wolf skins, and will soon return to the city to submit them to The old man named Yug."
"This is a normal risky behavior, and even the imperial military has no right to stop it." Looking directly at each other with the eyes under Locke's tall silhouette, Duan Qing continued to declare without changing his expression: "Or... you plan to Compensate us for the losses caused by our delay in fulfilling our mission requirements?”
"You... I am also performing official duties now!" Soldier Locke replied plausibly: "We now suspect that you are a suspect who needs to be questioned! The crime is... uh..."
"...What's the crime?"
As if he saw the other party's difficulties, Duan Qing slowly raised the corners of his mouth: "Is there anything you can't say?"
"You, don't talk nonsense!" Warrior Locke shouted loudly: "John and I... uh... we..."
"……Um?"
"...I see, I understand."
Looking at the twinkling light in Duan Qing's eyes, the burly warrior gradually put down his hands that were just about to draw the sword, and then turned around with a sigh in the eyes of countless people around him who were looking at him inadvertently: "A battle Deal, huh?”
"Come with me." He pushed aside the defense line formed by his own soldiers' human walls, and then walked towards the shadows beside the city wall: "Those things you are interested in..."
"There's nothing that can't be said."
