Ned and Alvin secretly laughed, wanting to see how Mo Bei, an extraordinary strong man, would respond.
Seeing that neither of them had any intention of giving in, Mo Bei thought that he was here to solve the problem instead of adding new conflicts, and the anger in his heart dissipated a lot, and he said:
"How about...you two decide on the guessing game?"
The two guards suddenly looked a little unkindly. They didn't think they were making things difficult, but they felt that they were being amused by the kid in front of them.
Let us also decide who will check your identity certificate and who will show off your identity?
Facing the glares from the two of them, Mo Bei shrugged indifferently, his hands still stretched out, meaning that if you don't like it, you can do it yourself.
The two of them were angry about it, but because they were competing with each other, it was unreasonable to get into trouble. One of them pointed at Mobei Akali and Ned with a dark face and said:
"You three, show me the booklet for inspection."
The other one also looked at Milor and the others and raised his hand.
Several people had a bit of a spectator mentality, and they did not feel dissatisfied with such an attitude, and handed over various identity books as instructed.
The two guards took it in their hands, opened it and looked at it. Their expressions changed slightly, and they couldn't help but look up at the group of people in front of them.
When encountering job transferees whose strength levels are obviously much higher than theirs, even members of the defense team who are on a mission rarely feel guilty.
The expressions on the faces of the two guard captains softened a little, and the one who had not spoken just now asked:
"What's the matter with you coming to the West?"
Mo Bei replied:
"I just came here to take a look, and maybe earn a commission along the way."
Upon hearing that these people were still interested in being recruited, the eyes of the two guard captains lit up.
Now is the time to employ people, especially those with such high levels. It is a credit to be able to win them over to your side.
Thinking of this, both of them smiled a little more. When returning the book, one of them said:
"If that's the case, I can recommend you. For strong men like you, His Majesty Gastian will definitely give you the most generous commission."
"Don't listen to his nonsense, and don't become an accomplice in causing trouble in the Western Realm. Her Majesty Queen Tila is the royal family's orthodoxy."
Before the other person finished speaking, he was ridiculed:
"Ignore him, they can't even pay commissions anymore!"
"Fart! Each of our commissions will be paid in full!"
"Oh... Well, it seems that you do have a soft spot for low-quality ale. Next time you go to the tavern, you can shout more confidently and don't have to hide it."
"Haha, do you think that by making a fool of yourself like that, others won't be able to see that you are strapped for cash? I feel inferior to you when you can sit and brag all afternoon with a glass of wine!"
. . . . . .
Mo Bei was quite speechless when he heard the two of them arguing back and forth.
Looking at the situation, such quarrels are considered commonplace here.
A routine identity check can cause so much trouble. If anything happens, I can handle it. . .
He ignored the two fools who had begun to attack each other personally, turned to the other guard and asked:
"Can you activate the teleportation circle?"
The guard looked at his captain and didn't know what to say. He nodded silently and stood next to the teleportation circle, indicating that the teleportation could be carried out.
No one came to interfere during the transmission, and Mo Bei and his party disappeared into the sentry tower with the light of the magic circle.
Seeing that everyone had left, the two guard captains lost interest in continuing the quarrel. They looked at each other with disdain, then turned away, returning to their previous state of ignoring each other.
Things gradually became clearer in the transmitted light and shadow, and Mo Bei found himself in a tower with a stone and wood structure. Looking out from the railing, he saw an endless black tile spire, which was wet and made this morning look even more grim. Dark and cold.
This is a huge city that is not inferior to Caldeum in scale, but the streets in the city are not very wide, and the eaves on both sides look a bit cramped. There are a lot of pedestrians. This is the area where the teleportation circle is located. Even in the early morning, there are scouts and adventure teams coming in and out.
There are two architectural complexes in the city guarded by spire towers, which are majestic and towering.
That was the former Royal Court and Seleni Cathedral, but now, it is occupied by the Wolf Clan and the Bear Clan.
There is a square high platform in the central square. It looks a bit awkward, but those who have a little understanding of architectural shapes should easily figure out that it is the base of a giant statue.
Mo Bei looked at the only remaining stone platform and felt a little regretful that he could not catch a glimpse of the expeditioner Lakis.
This statue was destroyed by the chaotic rule of Gastian III. Because of this move, Gastian III completely ignited the resentment of the people of the Western Border against him. Before he could start construction of his own statue, he fled the Western Border during the uprising. , almost died.
"How is your personal relationship with Lakis?" Mo Bei asked Serina who appeared.
"Me and him?"
Serena raised the corners of her mouth, gave Mo Bei a look that looked like a silly child, and said:
"He was once the sharpest sword in Tasara's hand, and I was the butcher's knife made by the Holy See. Royal power and religious power are both unified and opposed. Tasara can pretend to be brothers with Serastek, but Lakis and I There is absolutely no possibility of any personal relationship between them.
"You have never interacted with each other?" Mo Bei asked again.
"We met a few times before the military formation, that's all."
Serena looked at the pavilions and spires that stretched to the end of her sight, with a hint of self-mockery on her face, and said:
"The news that Lakis established Westmarch in the Western Border reached Kejistan, and the whole country was in an uproar. I thought the Holy See would let me lead the legion to the Western Border to check and balance Lakis, but what was waiting was Serastek. The plot was turned into a flesh and blood puppet."
Several people were silent for a while after hearing this. No sadness or unwillingness could be heard in Serina's tone, but thinking about the feeling of having her fate completely manipulated and being used as a tool from beginning to end, how could anyone easily Relieved.
Serena couldn't help but sigh when she saw this majestic city built by Lakis. Although she was regarded as a commander as famous as Lakis by the world, in fact, she was just a tool of the Holy See and had never been To live a day of freedom, even now, I can only live in the Book of Ethan Lan.
At this time, a shrill scream suddenly came from the teleportation station:
"Grey Desert Island! We were attacked by a sneak attack in the northern part of Gray Desert Island, and there are still members of the Wizarding Guild there!!"
A figure staggered out of the portal, carrying a person on his shoulders, dripping with blood, and the mail on the back was completely torn, revealing a wound that almost completely severed the back.
Almost at the same time, Mo Bei made a move. Before the guards could gather around him, he had already passed by the man. He fired a holy light bomb at the injured and dodged through the edge of the portal.
He moved extremely fast, and even used extraordinary power to suppress the movement of the air. These people only vaguely felt something passing by, and their attention was attracted by the sudden situation in front of them, so no one looked back. The truth.
This portal is opened by an ordinary scroll and can last for up to seven or eight seconds. If a team enters one after another, time is quite abundant, but no one has ever used it in reverse, that is, Mo Beiyi is brave. , will do this.
In order not to block the road, he went in close to the edge of the portal, but no one else passed through the portal.
On the other side of the portal is a gray-green grassland shrouded in mist.
Not far in front of Mo Bei, a man with his legs cut off was crawling forward with his head buried in the air. The penetrating wound on his torso and the blood flowing out of his legs dyed the grass he crawled through and melted the white on the grass blades. Frost.
Probably knowing that he couldn't reach the portal quickly enough before it dissipated, he didn't even raise his head to take a look. He just mechanically and difficultly dragged his body forward on his elbows, as if this was his only obsession before his life disappeared. (End of chapter)
