Conquer Another World From the Beginning of the Game

Chapter Ninety One

Inadri, an ancient city that has been standing in the southern border of the Rhine Kingdom for hundreds of years.

Because it is located in the main land transportation hub of the southeastern part of the Nabalun mainland, the large number of caravans coming and going has brought the city an exciting business opportunity for the surrounding cities.

Every day, a large number of fabrics, spices, novel mechanical creations of various functional styles from the north, magic powder and magic ore alchemical materials from the south, bulk grains from the east and other commodities are traded in the market every day, relying only on the taxation department. The eleven taxes that the "black dogs" "exploited" from the merchants were enough to raise a city defense army of 1,200 people in the city lord Innadeli.

With 1,200 full-time professional soldiers, the Rhine Kingdom can be regarded as a military force that cannot be underestimated. Innadali has never been harassed by the horse thieves that are inevitable in all border cities for more than 100 years. The contribution of the support of the city defense army is indispensable.

It is also because of this... The position of the city lord of the Bartles family has always been so stable. No matter how capable and background the consul (mayor) the royal family sends, the highest authority of Inner Deli has never been affected.

Of course, the lords in a district dare to intercept the big business tax and raise the soldiers instead of paying them to the royal family. The Bartles family is definitely not to please the royal family. Earls, but the royal family has always held the Bartles family's title at the viscount level. No matter how the Bartles family makes people move in the royal city, they refuse to raise the title for their family...

This kind of discord between the royal family and the local aristocracy is quite common in this world. The Lord Bartleiss is not particularly out of place among the Rhine nobles; although every time the palace holds a New Year’s reception, it is always impossible to sit on the earl. The seat would make him quite embarrassed... But at least in the Inner Realm, the Viscount His Excellency is still a unique "king".

"So-the servant of Count Odis's nephew, escorted by a group of Westham militiamen, fled to the city to report the crime, claiming that Count Odis's nephew was attacked by a group of... moving skeletons? In Sturm town?"

The well-maintained fat face of the contemporary Viscount Bartles and Adela III showed a suspicious expression of "you seem to be teasing me", squinting his eyes diagonally, and staring at the sheriff displeasedly.

"The servant reported the name of Count Otis, and also showed a gilded envelope with the seal of the Otis family...I think it should have happened. Besides...except for the servants, but those prestigious Sturm’s militia said the same thing. They all claimed that many undead attacked Westem in the early hours of this morning." The sheriff was not very confident and confident.

The villagers are afraid of the resurrected dead, but as long as they have a little understanding of the dark knowledge, they will know that the undead is just a kind of ignorant, unintelligible, undead creature.

People who are attacked by the undead are not doing bad things and causing the dead to retaliate, but are attacked by the black magician.

This is also a strange place...A high-ranking black magician who can control the army of the undead launched a crowd to attack the town, with the purpose of kidnapping an earl's nephew?

If it was a mercenary group that was short of money and wanted to get some money, the hapless sheriff still believed that a high-ranking black magician who could simultaneously drive a large number of undead to attack the town... It is really incredible. , It’s more ridiculous than a heavy-duty knight riding a golden horse into the sheep-husband’s house and robbing black bread—the nephew who doesn’t even have a decent guard, who can run around the world with only a few servants, and who has not entered the right of inheritance. No earl’s family can draw a hundred!

Based on the experience of the sheriff, he is more inclined to be that the earl’s nephew was trapped for some decent reason, and could not be linked to the Westham militia. These guys wanted to get the earl’s nephew as soon as possible. Only after the nephew was rescued did such a big lie...

The corner of Adela III's mouth pulled down, obviously a little unhappy.

His displeasure was not related to the faithful servant who ran for his master (a servant who lied to save his master was morally noble in the eyes of the nobles), but because the town of Westham had just made him ashamed.

A day ago, Westham sold a white glove whose owner had lost power, tacitly accepting that another white glove with a backing cleverly took the property that others had run for many years.

This kind of thing was originally commonplace and nothing surprising, but when the incident happened, the people of the Lieyang Church watched the whole process and made those Kenyans who look above the top question his city lord’s ability to control the leader of Inadri. This makes Adela III very unhappy.

Yesterday, the Lieyang Church’s talents just came to the city lord’s mansion to ridicule the public security issue of Inad’s collar. Today, I heard that there was another accident on Westem’s side. It’s strange that Adela III has a good mood.

"What the **** is going on?" Adela III said dissatisfiedly.

"I'm about to ask you, do you want the city defense army to allocate some manpower to Westham to see the situation?" The sheriff must not dare to say that he also had no idea, and quickly kicked the ball out.

Westem was not far from Inner City, and the town’s road was repaired for a distance of 60 kilometers.

Adela III did not respond immediately. Instead, he touched the neatly trimmed beard on the lower upper lip with his short fingers. After a while, he said: "Speaking of which, the cavalry regiment of the Lieyang Church is just for The hunt for the'Nightmare Butcher' came to the South." After a pause, Adela III said expressionlessly, "You have someone to inform the Lieyang Church that the nightmare butcher they hunted down seems to have appeared in Westham. Assaulted an earl’s nephew."

The people of the Lieyang Church like to chase the black magicians so much, just let them go--as for whether the one who attacked Westham and helped the earl’s nephew was the black magician, is it really a nightmare in the legend? Butcher, Adela III doesn't care... He only said "suspect", and even if it turns out that it is not, what does it matter to him?

The sheriff hesitated, wanting to say that it was after all the town under the command of Inner Deli...found that Adela III was staring at him displeased, and quickly bowed in response: "Yes, sir."

Coming out of the City Lord's Mansion, the sheriff sent someone to Lieyang Church to report the letter with a complex expression.

"——Three generations, too willful."

This is an exclamation that the sheriff dare not say to his wife, and can only hide in his heart.

Adela III, who grew up in the royal city, did not like Inadri.

He loathed to squat in such a "countryside place" to deal with trivial matters for a long time, and he always talked about the prosperity of the royal city, always yearning to return to the royal city and the true core of the wealth and power of the Rhine Kingdom.

This made the sheriff who had served Adela II feel very stunned. If there was no backing by the Innerd’s collar, if it weren’t for this prosperous territory of commerce and a strong army that could resist the horse thieves on the border, the king’s What does prosperous decent, power and honor have to do with the III who only has the title of Viscount?

From the standpoint of a sheriff, naturally he does not have the courage to speak out... he has no doubt that if he dared to pierce the swelling vanity that came from nowhere in the third world, he would definitely be relieved of his post and drove back to the country. Manor pension.

On the other side, after receiving the news from the police officer... the white-robed priest of the local church of Lieyang Church looked at each other with the head of the cavalry regiment of the court.

"What's the idea of ​​this city lord?" The head frowned, "When my people came back from Westham yesterday, they didn't hear anything about the Black Mage."

After a pause, the head of the group who had seen the despicable virtues of many country nobles frowned and guessed: "Is it because Westem didn't obey the Fat Pig City Lord? That **** guy wanted to kill someone with a knife?"

The white-robed priest also hesitated... He stayed in Inner Deli for more than ten years. Based on his understanding of the short-sighted and stupid III, it's not that the fat pig can't do this kind of thing...

After thinking about it, the white-robed priest suggested: "Send two teams to have a look. No matter what the III wants to do, we will always continue to track down the Nightmare Butcher."

The group leader thought for a while and stood up and said: "I will take someone there myself, Westham is very close to Sorensen, and maybe I can really get news about the Nightmare Butcher there."

The Cavalry Regiment had lost interest in this small inland town, which was relatively active in business but lacked in other respects. The head of the cavalry group asked the knights to sign up consciously. Soon they pulled out two teams and the whole team went out of the city. .

Chengmen Avenue is as congested as it used to be. Small vendors who go in and out of the city to sell purchases, caravans arguing with city gate officials over the tax on goods, peasants who do odd jobs, civilians visiting relatives... The cavalry regiment of the court with tall horses and uniform armor of the Church of the Lieyang was also crowded.

After finally getting out of the city, the regiment commander ordered everyone to mount, and the whole army called out——

Afterwards, the head of the group stepped on the sliding stirrup and almost got under the horse's belly.

The others ignored the smirk and the head of the group lost his attitude, they all looked in the same direction dumbfounded...

Not far from these church knights, there were two people in a team that couldn't see the end...

Both of them rode ordinary horses of barely quality, wearing long robes and capes with hoods.

The two men who lined up in a caravan waiting to enter the city were talking in a low voice. After seeing the conspicuous church knights, they looked at them naturally.

One of them... even smiled at the knights of the Lieyang Church as if seeing an old acquaintance.

"Isn't this Captain Walton? It has been missing for some time."

Captain Walton stood firmly on the saddle and looked at each other dumbfounded...

His shawl and black hair were smooth and smooth, his chin was shaved so that he could not see any scum, his complexion was ruddy, and his complexion was plump. The robe under the cloak was also clean, with only a little dust from the journey.

This **** black mage, how can you see the slightest run away in embarrassment? !

This guy didn't run away at all? ?

wrong!

Why does this guy appear here in grandeur? !

Captain Walton suddenly regained consciousness, and immediately stretched his hand to his waist.

Yang Qiu, who was sitting on the horse, didn't move, so she looked at him in time.

As expected, Captain Walton did not draw out his sword, nor did he immediately order the soldiers to encircle and suppress the **** who had been chasing for many years in the Lieyang Church.

This is a crowded city gate!

Encircling a black mage here, no matter whether it can be caught or not, it will inevitably cause a lot of casualties!

Captain Walton didn't care how many non-Kenya nationals died, but the city lord of Innadeli would care; no matter how stupid or short-sighted the fat pig was, he would never stop dying with him.

Captain Walton sat on the horseback with a stern face, made a gesture to his team members, held the sword hilt, moved the horse's head, and brought people around.

"Is this a welcoming ceremony? It's really a passion that makes people hard to resist." Yang Qiu remained unmoved, even laughing, "In this case, I will reluctantly make it difficult for you to **** you, Captain Walton. "

With that said, he really greeted his friends who were walking with him, and the two pulled off their reins, came out of the team entering the city, and took the initiative to enter the encirclement of the cavalry regiment...

Head Walton's face was even more ugly.

"What are you thinking?"

"As you can see, enter the city." Yang Qiu waved his hand, "Turn the horse's head around, no matter what itinerary you have, follow me into the city first."

Captain Walton: "..."

Knights of the Sun: "..."

"What the **** do you want to do?!" Head Walton's face was almost distorted.

Yang Qiu glanced at him, and took the initiative to bring Ma Yushi to the head of the group, and smiled and said, "Of course... to save your life."

"Do you know the knights of the court, how many leaders saw me last?"

"Yang." Lowell Supervisor yelled helplessly, stopping this guy's crazy provocation.

Yang Qiu smiled and nodded at Lowell Supervisor, and then smiled at Walton Captain: "My companion doesn't like the way I speak, let me change the way of speaking... You are still young, Walton, yet I have the opportunity to learn other ways to deal with things, and I don’t have to be like those who have brains more rigid than I am before me."

Before Walton could not bear the humiliation, Yang Qiu slowly added: "As an old opponent, the old man is very aware of the tricks the referee plays... Twenty years ago, those who even stayed in the holy land had to carry sealed objects with them to increase their sense of security. The old guys have already given up chasing me, and have kept you church knights who can quickly replenish me, but they want to use your lives to put pressure on me, expecting me to lose control on my own."

Walton, who was on the verge of running away, just felt like he was roughly stuffed into a icy ice cellar, instantly stiff.

The more than twenty church knights who half surrounded Yang Qiu and Rowell were also dumbfounded.

Yang Qiu is not nonsense, the lunatics in the court can indeed do such a thing.

And they are indeed about to succeed-before accidentally passing through the woods and being captured by the tentacles of the ancient gods that once anchored him, Yang Qiu was indeed struggling on the edge of collapse, and they all took the initiative to go to the tomb of the fallen man in the Sorensen Mountains. Ran……

"The last priest died in my hands. It has been twenty years ago. For twenty years, the court only sent cavalry teams to hunt down me, a lunatic who can successfully invade even the seal of the Holy Land... You really Haven't you ever had any doubts?" Yang Qiu smiled cordially and made the last cut.

After a pause, Yang Qiu let go of the rein and stretched out his hand at Walton: "There is no longer a family between **** venomous countries and can sit down and negotiate when the fiercest war confrontation is maintained. I think this is the best solution for smart people to deal with disputes. What do you think, Captain Walton."

Half an hour later, Lieyang Church.

"Huh? Walton—ah!"

The white-robed priest resting in the prayer room, when he saw Yang walking in the door behind Walton, he bounced up as if his buttocks were severely pricked, and instinctively took two steps back.

Head Walton, who personally opened the door, saw the priest's reaction... his face became more and more ugly.

"It is not the first time to see me, the wanted criminal in mainland China, to shout and scream. I can regard this as a respect for me." Yang Qiu smiled and crossed Walton and walked into the prayer room. Sit down on the wooden bench, "The first meeting... I'm Yang, and this is my friend, Charlie Rex."

Lowell, who sat down next to Yang, watched Yang Qiu with a cold face and paled, and bowed his head slightly to greet the priest in the white robe.

White-robed priest: "???"

The old priest, who couldn't understand what was happening, stared blankly at Walton who led the person in.

Although Yang was a "little young man"... But Walton was actually not young anymore, he was in his forties.

At this age, Walton obviously cannot be like a man in his 20s and 30s, and ignore it when his brain is hot. No matter how unspoken fire is emitted, he can restrain his temper and maintain his appearance. Decent: "The Nightmare Butcher wants to negotiate."

"Negotiating?!" The white robe priest looked dazed.

Yang Qiu raised his hand and raised two fingers.

"You have two choices, monk."

"One, sternly scolded Captain Walton for betraying the Lieyang Church, and fought hard with me on the spot, and used your life to humiliate Walton who tried to make peace with the enemy, which is me; two, praise Captain Walton. Sacrificing the individual to achieve the overall situation, in order not to let more church knights uselessly consumed in my hands, I would rather bear the humiliation and bear the accusation of betrayal and be willing to try to reconcile."

The white-robed priest seemed to be stupid, half-opening his mouth blankly, unable to speak for a long time...

It’s not a problem for the young stunned youth. No matter where they are, this kind of people who have only lived for 20 or 30 years are willing to sell their lives for reasons that they think they are awesome. It is a cool thing for them to dare to use their lives to protect face.

For people who live to a certain age, it's not a problem at all... What kind of stuff is it with a face in front of fate?

In front of Yang, the executioner who personally slaughtered many high-ranking priests of Lieyang Church, the white-robed priest didn't even dare to pretend to be "forced" with Joe. He only struggled for a few seconds before sitting down in silence.

"How do you want to talk?" The white-robed priest said as sternly as possible.

"Partial peace." Yang Qiu said calmly, "Keep friendly and peaceful in Inadri. Apart from Inadri, you can continue to be hostile to me."

The white-robed priest again half-opened his mouth blankly...

Even Commander Walton, who believed Yang Qiu's words and brought him in, looked dazed.

"It's impossible to really make peace." Yang Qiu smiled, "Hawk politicians in many countries are always brave enough to clamor for war. The biggest reason is that these politicians don't have to be on a battlefield where they may encounter enemies at any time. Soldiers. Without death, politicians can always have the confidence to continue to be warlike, right?"

These words are very shrimp and pig heart...

Walton's face turned green when he heard it, and the white-robed priest turned pale when he heard it...

Yang Qiu leaned forward, approaching the white-robed priest with a pale face, and said plainly: "The old man is in Inner Deli, and Inner Deli is the battlefield for both of you and me. Those of us who fight on the frontline hope for peace. The consent of the people in the'rear' is not very much needed. In order to protect oneself, people who are ignorant of their conscience and deceive, I think this reason is quite just, what do you think?"

The face of the white-robed priest changed and changed. After thinking and thinking, he bit the bullet and said: "It's not as easy as you think, and it's not just Walton's cavalry regiment chasing you."

"You can send them to Westham to find me. Just remember to report the letter in advance." Yang Qiu said generously, "Of course, you can rest assured, monk, since I have offered to keep peace with you in the Inner collar, I will They will inevitably fulfill their promises-the old man will not take their lives, as many people will be sent back intact."

People can definitely be put back, equipment, weapons, horses, etc. are not necessarily...After all, the players' persistence in equipping weapons and mounts lies there, and Yang Qiu, the "lord NPC", can't force the players to return. .

The white robe monk couldn't help but turn his gaze to Walton.

Walton did not speak and remained silent.

Yes, the Inquisition is all fanatics, fanatics who can give everything to the instructions of the priests.

But... these crazy fanatics left their hometowns to pursue their enemies on the mainland. Either they couldn't catch up and they couldn't find them, or they were killed by the opponents if they found them; repeating so boring all the year round, they are destined to be unable to obtain the results of the battle. The work of rewarding and giving back, how much is left of that crazy energy, is actually a very suspicious thing...

In the most difficult years for the Huaxia Kingdom on earth, those who can hold on to the secret front for decades unshakable rely on great and lofty beliefs, enthusiasm to change the world, and the belief that changes the sun, the moon and the sky for the compatriots.

Pursuing and killing a black magician who once invaded the holy land and desecrated the church can indeed be regarded as a pursuit of justice, but... how noble is it?

After discovering that he is just a consumable that can be replenished at any time, how much fanatical faith can any fanatic believer maintain?

People are essentially selfish creatures. Even if they can abandon themselves and selfishness at a certain stage or certain period of life, it does not mean that people will abandon the selfish talent of selfishness.

The white-robed priest could not say anything to accuse Walton of being selfish, because... he himself had already left the period of so-called fanaticism. When he was assigned to preach mission in a remote southern country like the Rhine Kingdom, he Has embraced selfishness.

Not to mention... Even the nightmare butchers, who can come and go freely in the Holy Land, and even the high-ranking priests have killed many nightmare butchers, sat in front of the two of them.

"So...what do you want, Black Mage." The white-robed priest said hoarsely.

Taking the initiative to ask prices is the way this priest expresses compromise.

"It's just a few small requests." Yang Qiu smiled happily. "My friend Charlie Rex is the illegitimate son of a Viscount in the Rhine Kingdom..."

Lowell sitting next to monitor, under his indifferent expression, there is a bleak unlovable life.

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