above the sky

After the messenger left, he disappeared from the crowd almost instantly.

"I'll take you into town tomorrow morning?"

Ian patted the camel beast gently, and the camel beast shook its head, then turned to the left - Ian planned to enter the city through the west gate instead.

The core area of ​​the Nanling capital is actually a bastion surrounded by canals, which has been continuously expanded since then to resist the attacks of monsters and aboriginals that appeared in Nanling hundreds of years ago.

So the young man shook his head gently: "Tomorrow afternoon... Then again, Marquis Barton seems to prefer others to call him a general."

only……

Ian was a little confused. He didn't see any danger before he came to Nauman City? There is nothing unusual about Frost Butterfly. Why did Master Oak come to him in a fair manner?

Caressing his chest, Mr. Yinfang sighed: "I? Honorary citizen? All the other candidates are dead... One by one, they were hanged by the square. Hey, I was young at that time, and I was really obedient and sensible, but you I also know... a person like me, no matter how rich or rich, can only be afraid."

Because after becoming a sublime... he is not obedient enough, not 'sensible' enough.

Or is he being self-motivated, and he is looking for other people in the same direction?

Riding a camel and walking with other caravan carriages on the road leading to Nauman City, Ian couldn't help but feel a little regretful: "A peaceful life, a soothing life, and a slow enjoyment of exploration and research, who wouldn't Like this? Even prophets don't have to keep pushing themselves to act."

This analysis cannot be said to be wrong, it is indeed the case, the team following Master Oak is not small, and there is a second-level and a first-level elf following him, who should be the 'candle bearer' in the information ' too.

The afternoon sun was still bright, even with a kind of heat, but suddenly softened when Ian saw the blue light, like twilight in the evening... no, like the shade of a dense jungle.

However, with the continuous development of technology, and large tracts of virgin jungle around the city were cut down and developed, they were reclaimed into today's empty plains and satellite towns.

Ian looked around and found that he was surrounded by caravans without any particularly conspicuous targets. Even he himself wears a hood, and most people can't see his face.

The young man looked at Mr. Yinfang and noticed that the other party's expression changed from comfortable to terrifying and then comfortable again. He couldn't help but feel a little amused: "Sir, why are you so afraid of him? But there's no need to be so afraid, right?"

"Don't look around, young goblin... maybe a little shark?"

He analyzed it quite calmly, and saw that the other party did not come to him on purpose, but simply went out from the south gate.

Nauman City is getting closer.

It is true that prophecies do not have to be fully believed - because no prophet's prophecy can predict the changes that other prophets might bring about.

Mr. Yinfang gave Ian a deep look, then shook his head slightly: "Okay, I'll always know anyway."

"It's better to be afraid than never."

After packing all his luggage, Ian left this bustling and noisy town with Mr. Yinfang seeing him off.

However, it may be a coincidence or a necessity.

- What is this for?

Ian stops the camel beast.

He is always patient and likes to stare at the stars, of course he is willing to quietly gaze at the sky, waiting for the clouds to drift and the breeze to blow.

But he finally chose to move forward.

"Of course, he has never been used to the status of a nobleman. The days when he accompanied His Majesty to fight and defend the land was the time when he was most brilliant and missed."

"Because I'm not a sublime, I can only be afraid."

The Double Tree Avenue that Ian is walking on now leads directly to the xc district of Nauman City. As long as you pass this orchard field, you can directly see the Indus Square in the distance. The surrounding area is surrounded by hotels for merchants and adventurers, and you can see it from a distance. Get a crowded hilarity.

As a Nanling rich man with the support of the Dragon Cult, the reason why Mr. Yinfang did not go to great lengths to get himself a legal sublime inheritance, except that he was too old to adapt to the transformation of the source quality, should also be because he couldn't. 'Become an Ascender.

As for the ordinary people behind, Ian glanced at it, it should be the team from Canaan Moore.

The next afternoon.

Following the west-sloping sunlight, the young man planned to follow the caravan into the city, and then go to the Yinfang Merchant to place the camel beast and salute, and then take the badge to the Governor's Palace in the upper city.

- The third energy level. Now the third energy level in Nauman City, apart from the Marquis of Barton, should be the only 'Oak Master' from Canaan Moore.

As he entered the city, Ian saw a bright and harmonious blue light coming towards him.

The simplest example... Ian's prophecy is definitely a future that can only be reached if the prophets of Huaiguang Church do not exist.

"Not in such a hurry." Ian walked out of the door of the Chamber of Commerce. He stood at the corner of the street and looked in the direction of Nauman City.

A light-colored canal surrounds the bastion area, like a white line drawing a circle, and then goes out from the east, straight to the sea, like a white straight line.

Mr. Yinfang was visibly relieved, but Ian reminded: "He's not far away - he's staring at us from the back of that noodle stall... oh, leaving now."

"What's more, I remember, aren't you quite favored by the Marquis of Barton? Or the honorary citizen title he personally awarded you."

But what made him silent was that as he changed his direction, the cyan light in the distant team simply left the team and walked towards him openly.

Mr. Yinfang was a little helpless: "Can you really sense it? There were also many sublimators who thought they had high sense and were not afraid of the Empire's spies, but they either found a warning letter under their pillow, or else I just lost my brain."

"Probably because the goblin's bloodline is more sensitive."

The earth is full of darkness and death, and the sky is full of stars...

Ian nodded thoughtfully, understanding something.

The boy still remembered the prophecy against the entire Terra that he saw six years ago.

Ian walks towards the line.

"Tomorrow afternoon, I'll go there again."

In other words, there is no way to enjoy the rich life now.

If you raise your head a little, you can see the 'central area' located in the city center, which is the original bastion area, where the terrain is higher, and the firepower can cover all the surrounding areas condescendingly, so it is also called the upper city. .

For a time, I felt that the surrounding sunlight dimmed.

"Haha..." At this point, Ian can only play stupid: "I just feel like I can fight back..."

As a result, the city wall will lose its meaning, and the city wall of Nauman City has indeed been demolished a lot, and replaced by the streets and many outposts and small fortifications around the town - as long as the total war begins, the entire city of Nauman will be around. Become the most terrifying flesh mill.

Of course, the most important thing is really delicious double tree bread.

"Wait." Mr. Yinfang frowned, he noticed the key: "You are so keen, why did you chase it out before?"

"Hey, you don't even know what the Marquis of Baden was responsible for... and how he dealt with the Nanling nobles and those thorns."

Ian loves to explore the unknown, but that doesn't mean he likes to never stop moving. On the contrary, his personality is actually more gentle than it appears, and doesn't mind waiting patiently when needed.

The old man was still trying to find clues on the street. He was really afraid of the elusive spies under the Marquis of Barton, but in the end it was still fruitless.

The time has come to afternoon, but the sun is still hot and bright.

Streets full of hawkers and shops, adventurers and travelers of all races, and merchants of all kinds—the clamor of hawking in the streets and the singing of bards, the clanging of blacksmiths, and the children of the neighborhoods of laughter.

"It's better to stay away."

He could convince himself to slow down.

"If I were just an ordinary adventurer, living here, taking risks, and exploring the mysteries in the mountains of Nanling... Maybe it would be a good life."

The old man's words were filled with regret, but he didn't really feel that he wasn't a 'sublimator' and was unwilling to do so.

He stared at the big city that never sleeps in the distance, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "This is Lord Marquis taking care of me."

Ian glanced at the street in front of him, the water halo in his eyes flashed, he seemed to see something, and waved his hand in disgust: "To be honest, I don't want to be so keen, I can see some things I don't really want to see. ... God, this gameplay is really perverted."

He couldn't wait.