Knight of the Light

The expedition of Silver Leaf City brought a great psychological shadow to Marbury. The monsters encountered along the way, deep into the underground ant nest, the danger of losing their lives at any time, these scenes became his irreversible nightmare.

But Mabry's nightmare would become a paradise for Harmony Village adventurers. They kept saying hello to each other, allocating manpower, confirming the team, and set off with their equipment and guide as if they were going on an outing.

"Don't they know that the current" Silver Leaf City "is still dangerous? Those ants, goblins, and countless monsters. There are undead and guardians roaming around the dungeon. A little carelessness means total destruction.

Before entering the government center, Marbury couldn't help asking several adventurers, and the answer was either 'Poverty is more terrible than death' or 'His Hugo has provided sufficient security', everyone Full of confidence.

Ordinary adventurers face 'poverty' and long-legged families face 'decline'. In this chaotic and dark world, it takes several generations for a power to flourish, but it only needs to make a few mistakes when it dies. Marbury seemed to understand.

After being briefed by Assistant Seth, Marbury saw Zhou Qingfeng again. The two met for the first time and were still in the ant's nest underground. He was facing a teenager. But in a blink of an eye, a teenager becomes a young man, and he is already called tall and upright.

"His Hugo" Marbury entered Zhou Qingfeng's office and wanted to pay tribute, but found that the "king" of the Black Forest was playing acidophilic ants with an ant, an oversized one. One is weak and the other is terrible.

"Oh, Lord Marbury. Sit down." Zhou Qingfeng didn't have a shelf, and continued to stare at the acidophilic ant, shouting at most to Seth at the door, "go and pour two glasses of water."

The meeting, which was supposed to be very formal, was made a routine. Marbury had to focus on the acidophilic ant as well, and asked indifferently: "Have you been interested in this ant?"

Zhou Qingfeng placed a piece of wood on the acidophilic ant's back and said casually, "I want to test how many items can a worker ant carry? How can they exercise under different loads?"

Several pieces of wood had been added to the poor acidophilic ant. When it reaches a certain weight, it cannot be moved by the pressure, and has to wave its tentacles, as if begging for mercy.

Marbury was bitten by this kind of ant, and it was splashed by their acid. It was really hot and very uncomfortable. For Zhou Qingfeng's behavior with ants, he can only express his confusion. If not, he might have to ridicule a few words.

But now the young man and his wife can only watch quietly, thinking about how to praise. Unfortunately, his literary talent is not as good as Zhou Qingfeng, and he can't find any good words by searching his stomach. Uncle Zhou himself asked, "How is your father?"

"Thank you for your concern. My father's condition is much better. I am here to express my formal thanks to you. It is all thanks to your courage and wisdom to escape from the dungeons surrounded by acidophilic ants."

The people in Cold Wind City escaped from the dungeon, and Zhou Qingfeng could completely turn his face to attack them. But he even spared Fabro, without any hostilities. Afterwards, the people in Cold Wind City were a little scared and even more puzzled.

"Is it verbal thanks?" As soon as Zhou Qingfeng looked up, Ma Buli, who bowed politely to him, was dumbfounded. He paused for a few seconds without receiving a reply, and laughed again: "It's really a verbal thank you? What are you doing here with me?"

Marbury has never seen such a straightforward talk. He stuttered for a moment, only thinking ‘how can this guy be so shameless’. However, Uncle Zhou's eyes were really penetrating. He looked at his face flushed.

"What do you want?" Marbury had his father's shelter in the past. He never encountered any troublesome characters, and never encountered any embarrassing moments. When he came, there was still a little pride, and he felt that he had come to visit.

However, Uncle Zhou did not eat this set and shook his head and said, "I can't think of anything you can give me? Money, food, population, territory, these are all I need. Instead, you will have to ask me, so you Will appear here. "

Zhou Qingfeng's tone was calm and calm, with a condescending look down. Marbury was dumb for a while, clumsy, and didn't know how to deal with it. He was inexplicably reminded of his father's advice before departure.

"Victor Hugo's origin is unknown, but the ability to integrate the forces of the Black Forest in a short period of time must be exceptional. From the perspective of his composition, he is very inclusive and does not place too much emphasis on competing for interests ... that's why he succeeded.

But such people should not and do not rest in the Black Forest. What about he controlling the Elven Ruins? It was just a ruin, and he needed to turn it into wealth. So he will rush out to find a larger living space. "

Facing Zhou Qingfeng's ridicule, Marbury sweated slightly on his forehead, and his brain has never thought so hard since birth. He grasped something and repeated his father's sentence, "You need more living space."

"Of course." Zhou Qingfeng laughed. "Who doesn't need it?"

"The Black Forest is too poor, except for a boardwalk, it is almost isolated from the outside world. The traffic here is too inconvenient."

"Oh, yes. This ghost place is the worst."

"You need to run out of the Black Forest, either to start a war or make friends. How do you choose?"

"What if I choose war?"

"The city closest to the Black Forest is the Cold Wind City with long legs. The Black Forest is your home. We ca n’t send much troops. But in Cold Wind City, how many troops can you send?"

Marbury's mind suddenly came alive, he was a little nervous and his breathing was short. He never thought about things like patterns, but now he was forced to think.

"Coldwind City has 20,000 people, and our long-legged family has more than a thousand troops, including more than 80 formal knights. In addition, there are several churches of the Good God in the city, such as the Church of the God of Justice 'Tir' .

If you kill from the Black Forest, we and the church will definitely resist. How many people can you organize? Are you capable of defeating us? "

Zhou Qingfeng also listened with some interest, and signaled Marbury to continue.

City owners sweat more foreheads, "In addition to the Cold Wind City, there are more than a dozen large cities in the North and hundreds of small towns. We have maintained a loose alliance.

Any city is attacked, and other cities are obliged to assist. Are you a foreigner and want to challenge the order in the North? "

Challenge the whole North? This certainly cannot be done.

Let Zhou Qingfeng organize an expedition of more than a dozen people, this is no problem. But when he started a war, he couldn't even get a hundred troops. At most a hundred scattered adventurers are hired, but such an army can only bully serfs.

Zhou Qingfeng's face brought out some approving smiles.

Marbury, as if getting a teacher's praise, swallowed hard and continued stuttering: "But if you cooperate with us, you can expand in another way. We can introduce you to someone.

We can even force the church down, at least let the saintly warriors of Tyre not openly trouble you. This is absolutely possible, as long as we have our permission, you can freely appear in Cold Wind City.

Hugo, you need us, just as we need you. It's good for us to cooperate with each other. We help you connect the wider north and south, and you can go farther. "

With such a long breath, Marbury took a breath, as if the students in the classroom were questioned by the teacher, waiting for praise or reprimand. When the smile on Zhou Qingfeng's face grew stronger, he breathed a sigh of relief, only to find that his whole body was soaked.

Zhou Qingfeng shouted outside the door of his office, "Seth, where have you been a lazy man? Have you made tea for His Excellency Marbury? Didn't you see your guests thirsty?"