Legendary Hero

Vendome, old town.

This is the place where Vendôme first emerged. It has experienced a long period of prosperity, but now, the buildings here are dilapidated, the streets are narrow, and the urban planning has completely failed to keep up with the development of the times.

Gradually, it was abandoned and became a settlement for low-level people. I don’t know when, the old city has another more vivid name-slums.

Because it had just rained a few days ago, the sewage on the ground in the old city was overflowing, dirty and smelly, and it was almost impossible for people to stand on it. Almost every street was like this.

At this time, in such a narrow alley full of mud, three people who were completely incompatible with the poor people were slowly walking towards the depths of the alley. Seeing them cautiously, as if they were facing an enemy, it was like There are ancient beasts hidden in this alley.

Finally, they came to the end of the alley.

There is a sewer entrance at the end of the alley, and the entrance is covered with a wooden board, and the sound of dripping water can be faintly heard from inside, accompanied by the strong smell of sewers. taste.

The three gathered at this entrance and stopped.

They were all wearing tight-fitting leather armor and covered their faces. Their bodies were strong and vigorous, and they looked powerful and aggressive.

"This is it?" one of them suddenly said.

"Yes, one of Joseph's beggars saw a guy go in in the middle of the night. That guy's back was covered in blood. It might be that mage." It was none other than Horn who spoke, and the two people beside him were swordsmen. Members of the Rose Mercenary Corps.

The Joseph he was talking about was the little leader of the underground gang in this area. He was in charge of a large group of shabby households, and he was the most well-informed about all kinds of gossip.

"Let's go in and take a look?" Another mercenary asked, and he was about to lift the wooden cover with his hand.

"Don't move!" His movement was stopped by Horn.

"There are a lot of people in the Rat Road, and there are not many of us, so it should be fine?" The man was a little puzzled.

The old city has a very long history of development, many sewers are very spacious, and the roads are also extremely winding, like an underground city, it is called the rat road, that is, the place where rats live. There are exiles, fugitives, beggars, prostitutes, thieves and other low-level characters living in it. The situation is intricate. If you are lucky, you may be able to find an exiled prince out of it.

Horn still shook his head, pointed to a very inconspicuous pattern next to the wooden cover and said, "Look carefully, yes, it's here, do you see it? Do you know what it is?"

The other two shook their heads.

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be a magic rune. Maybe as soon as we open the wooden cover, the magician inside will know that someone has entered the rat passage. Although there are many people in the rat passage, during the day, they almost enter and exit the hole. I will definitely be alert...but since there are magic lines here, then the frost mage is probably hiding inside!"

"Then what do we do now?"

Horn thought for a while, and said to the two mercenaries beside him: "Wait! At night, someone will come out of the rat tunnel to breathe. At that time, we will catch one and ask about the situation inside before we start."

This method is very safe, both mercenaries nodded without any objection. There was a reason why the mercenaries were so obedient to Horn.

These days, this young man has shown an extraordinary and meticulous mind. With his help, head Louisa quickly completed the reorganization of the mercenary group and kicked out several traitors. Then, a series of brand-new and efficient management methods were formulated to give the entire mercenary group a new look and change the past free and loose. The overall combat effectiveness of the mercenary group soared, successfully and efficiently completing several big deals.

Brain is one aspect. In terms of personal force, Horn also showed extraordinary talent. Thanks to the life essence gifted by Vianna, his strength has grown by leaps and bounds at a jaw-dropping speed. Now, in the entire regiment, except for the leader Louisa, no one dared to say that they would definitely defeat him.

The mercenaries were completely convinced by such an extraordinary person.

After discussing, the three of them quietly left the alley and entered a dilapidated tavern at the entrance of the alley.

The tavern has been taken down by the mercenary group and has become their temporary residence.

In the tavern, Wild Wolf, Harrington, Louisa and others are all here, sitting at a table waiting for news.

Seeing that Horn was back, Louisa asked, "How's the situation?"

Horn nodded slightly to her as a greeting, and then quickly moved his eyes away from Louisa. There was no way, this charming woman could always easily make her face blush and her heart beat. He had to control himself so as not to lose his composure.

He went to his seat and sat down, picked up a chicken leg and gnawed on it. While gnawing, he said in a voice that could only be heard next to the table: "The news is confirmed and true. The target is most likely inside. He was very cautious and set up a hidden magic pattern at the entrance of the rat path. I have reason to believe that there is definitely more than one such magic pattern. Every entrance of the rat path and every important passage inside may be arranged This thing. My idea is to catch someone who came out of it first, understand the situation inside and then do it.”

Louisa frowned and said, "That's the only way to do it. But according to what you said, as long as we do something, we will definitely alarm him?"

She hates magicians, because these guys are mysterious and cunning, and the power of magic is outrageous, it is really difficult to deal with.

Horn nodded, his face a little heavy: "This is indeed the case. The only thing we can do now is to learn as much as possible about the situation and strive for more initiative."

He has personally experienced the power of Valos. Although the mage is arrogant, he does have the capital of arrogance. He is really too strong. Compared with him, Dai Wei, another mage apprentice he knows, is too young. He can predict that once the two sides fight, their mercenary group will definitely suffer a lot of casualties.

"It would be great if Master was here." Wild Wolf said in a muffled voice.

"He hasn't heard from him for more than half a month. Who knows where he is now!" Louisa said bitterly, but that guy was free and easy, throwing this hot potato to her, but he ran to hide the stone.

"It's true that Rowling's trip took a little longer, and he probably ran into trouble, but he should be able to solve it." Harrington on the side took a sip of ale: "His method is much better than ours, isn't it? "

For Harrington, Rollin, his good friend, was the only one he was convinced of. Whether it was intelligence or force, Rollin showed unparalleled advantages. He believes that such an outstanding figure will never fall in obscurity.

Although Louisa complained, she agreed with her brother: "Okay, don't think about that guy. What we have to do now is to find out that frost mage. Just do as Horn said, let's wait, Wait for the mice in the rat lane to crawl out by themselves."

A few people nodded silently, recharging their energy in the tavern, while several other capable mercenaries took turns going out to guard the entrance of the alley, only waiting for the people inside to come out.

Time passed bit by bit, and the sky gradually darkened. The rats in the rat trail didn't keep them waiting. At eight o'clock in the evening, a team member came in to report: "Head, a mouse was caught."

"Bring it here." Louisa immediately cheered up.

After a while, two mercenaries each held an arm, dragged a ragged, skinny beggar up and threw it on the ground.

"Forgive me, forgive me, sympathize with my old bones, I didn't do anything, I just wanted to come out and pick up some rotten leaves to eat!" The beggar didn't know what happened, he lay on the ground, his body trembling, begging for mercy .

"I'll ask you a question, and you answer me honestly, then this will be yours." Louisa took out a silver coin and shook it.

The beggar's eyes lit up, and he nodded sharply: "You can ask, as long as I know, I will tell you everything."

"Has any newcomers entered the Rat Path recently?"

"Yes, there are a lot of them. You know, the gentlemen of Vendôme never go into the sewers. They think they are dirty. The other day, I saw a strange man covered in blood. He seemed to be a demon... ...magic...law...law...."

Suddenly, the old beggar became stuttering. He couldn't say the word magician. He also felt very strange. He felt as if something was choked in his throat, so he put his hand into his mouth and kept groping... .In the end, the whole hand was stretched into the mouth, and then it seemed to have caught something. With all strength, the hand was pulled out suddenly, and there was a bloody tongue on the hand.

"Ah~ah~" The old beggar suddenly realized that he seemed to have regained his senses and felt the pain.

He rolled crazily on the ground, with an inhuman scream coming from his throat, his face was distorted and ferocious, his eyes were red, his mouth was full of blood, he was as terrifying as a ghost.