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The cold and snow-white world drives away the bleakness of autumn, and the hazy weather descends on Yinsong Province. Looking at it, the high places are covered in silver, and the low places are piled with white wool.

Even this cold temperature could not dissipate the enthusiasm of the merchants. The frozen north was full of walking merchant caravans, and the busy wheels rolled up with snowflakes.

Irvingdale City.

After the plague that spread to Yinsong Province was over, the town was expanded in a timely manner, and then completely replaced the city of Edalas, becoming the new economic center of the Northland, a rising pearl.

The once four-foot-high city wall was repaired and reinforced with blue boulders, and tall watchtowers were built at intervals. Behind the solid walls were Noxian soldiers who were responsible for vigilance.

The weather-beaten iron and wooden door, replaced by a giant steel door smelted by Demacian armorers, stood at the gate, flanked by Noxian expeditionary cavalry guards.

Wearing heavy armor engraved with double-edged marks, the strength of the knight's attendant is undoubtedly revealed, and the leading ten commander shows the unique life energy aura of extraordinary knights.

In front of the bustling city gate, traders and mercenaries entering and leaving kept order, and a long queue of long queues formed in the ice and snow.

"Damn it, this ghost weather is really cold." The mercenary in thick chainmail muttered at the back of the team, looking at the city of Ervindale. "Good guy, the reinforcement will be completed in less than half a year."

Hearing the voice, the sturdy mercenary beside him smiled and replied: "Now who doesn't know the power of Valoran Land, it not only opened up the trade channel with the Alan Faluo Empire, but also destroyed the plague disaster not long ago."

Seemingly remembering something, the sturdy mercenary approached the armored mercenary and whispered, "It is rumored that there is a legend in Valoran, and there are more than one!"

The chain-armor mercenary looked at his buddy mockingly, and said disdainfully: "How long has this been around, do you know? If it wasn't for a legend, the plague could be eliminated so quickly?"

"There is news from the caravan from the Ailan Faluo Empire that there was a battle at the Gate of Sorrows, maybe it was caused by solving the source of the plague."

"Really?" The sturdy mercenary showed a shocked expression.

"Who knows, the rumor is so rumored, as for the truth or false, you have to ask that Baron Modrian." The chain-armor mercenary pointed to the sky and joked.

After he finished speaking, he patted the guy's shoulder: "But you kid, don't go to other kingdoms to run errands in recent years, I see the development of Valoran Territory is getting better and better, I suggest you stay and live a stable life, here is enough make money."

"Gulu... Gulu!" The chain-armored mercenary took out a jug from his arms and took a sip of strong wine: "Have you noticed a few caravan hire missions?" He pointed to the promise at the city gate and city wall. Texas soldier. "Each of those soldiers has the strength of a knight's attendant."

"I don't think it will take long for the wandering mercenaries in the territory to survive, unless they receive big orders from the surrounding kingdoms, but those big orders are all wrapped up by the mercenary group, and you and I can't get it at all."

The sturdy mercenary was silent for a moment, and looked back at the trade caravans lining up. Indeed, some caravans no longer hired them, these wandering mercenaries, and ran back and forth with their own hands.

This is a change caused by changes in the general environment, and it is also an inevitable result.

In the past few years, the bitter cold north of the Stoke Kingdom was quite chaotic, and bandits were everywhere. At that time, the mercenaries made a lot of silver cables and golden shields, but they also lost many lives.

A life of licking blood at the tip of a knife, who can guarantee that he will not lose his life in a certain mission?

"Maybe this will be a good change." The sturdy mercenary bowed his head. Since the establishment of the Valoran Territory relying on the Renwall Mountains in recent years, it has indeed made the environment of the Northland much better, and the blood incident has dropped sharply.

Especially after the destruction of the Jeffrey family, many mercenary groups had already left in fear of the Valoran Territory.

"Are peaceful days really suitable for us?"

Since his father's generation, he has embarked on the path of a mercenary. This is caused by his unwillingness to ordinary ideals, and there is no hope in the life of those aristocrats.

"Still hesitating?" The chain-armored mercenary handed over the jug and said with a slight smile, "Do you know why there is such a long queue today?"

"Hahahaha!" Seeing the dude's puzzled expression, he let out a hearty laugh.

"Irvingale City has built a prison near the Renwall Mountains. It is majestic and strict. No one is allowed to approach it. Recently, there has been news that there is a performance in the prison."

"What's the Delai Alliance? It should be this name.... Forget it, leave it alone. Regardless of status, everyone can buy a ticket to enter, and the ticket price is not expensive."

"Performance? Prison?" The sturdy mercenary took the jug and expressed his doubts. At this time, he also saw that there were many other identities in the long team. Most of them came from the surrounding towns, and some may be from outside the territory. guest.

"Who knows, I have heard that it is about death row prisoners. If they survive, they will be given a chance to live." The chain-armor mercenary licked his lips. When he bought the tickets, he saw many parked in Irving The mercenaries and merchants of Dale City, as well as the local residents, are also very curious about this.

"But this kind of propaganda seems very interesting." As he spoke, his expression looked a little grim. "The most important thing is that I heard that there will be a death row prisoner of the extraordinary knight, or even higher..."

The sturdy mercenary saw the abnormal state of his companions,

He hurriedly handed over the jug he hadn't drank yet, and comforted the other party. A trace of sadness flashed in his eyes. The parents of the chain-armored mercenary were slaughtered innocently by those extraordinary knights.

It is a normal phenomenon that there is relative class rule at any time, especially where there is no order and law, and the dark human nature sometimes makes people vomit.

"Impossible, how can those knights become death row prisoners?" The sturdy mercenary immediately asked.

"Nothing is impossible, this is the Valoran collar!" The chain-armored mercenary gasped slightly, his voice hoarse. "Aren't those so-called knights very particular about their interests? They colluded with outsiders and betrayed Baron Modrian."

"But there are nobility laws, right? Knights and gentlemen who have obtained titles can pay their own ransoms and regain their freedom."

"Ha.... that's why I let you stay here. Lord Valoran and Baron Modrian are ready to implement new laws and reject the demands of those 'gentes'." The mail-armor mercenary looked towards Dude, look dignified. "Be tough enough."

"It is said that there are some people from the temple among the knights who are imprisoned and are about to appear in the performance... woo woo woo." He pushed away the hands of the sturdy mercenary, and said with a wide eye: "You what are you doing?"

"You don't want to die?" The sturdy mercenary moved his eyes to indicate to the neatly dressed crowd wearing the golden badge of the temple not far away.

"What's the matter, do those guys dare to mess with me in Irvingdale City?" The chain-armored mercenary raised his brows lightly, as if he didn't care, but his tone had slowed down a little. "Master Gragas' wine barrel is very powerful. A few days ago, he directly killed some foreign noble knights who were murdering in the street."

"real?"

"How can it be fake?"

"Jian, don't talk nonsense, we'll be in line right now, hurry up and enter the city."

"Well, Mr. Kenny." Hearing the voice from the rear, the chain-armor mercenary quickly agreed, and then the man walked to the back, saying as he walked, "Wait in the city, I'll take you to buy a ticket, and watch the show tomorrow. ."

"Hey, I've never seen the death show of those knights!"

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