Mercenaries and Adventurers

A few days later, in the high-end hotel in the city of Taturongs.

Master Kony walked into the hotel room where they had recently stayed, dressed in the royal uniform of the empire. The harbor houses in Taturones have very obvious regional characteristics. A large number of houses here are built with sandstone in the desert, and the strongest houses are made with the excrement of traveling sandworms that haunt the sand sea. become.

The discharge of traveling sandworms is very hard, and metal chisels cannot damage them, so the high-end places and residences of dignitaries on the Fara Peninsula are all made of this material as building materials.

The Farah Peninsula has huge seastorms from the ocean every year, so the roofs of all the houses here are not the sloping roofs of other areas, but a funnel structure that can collect rainwater. Under every house in the city, there are them here The most important internal water storage structure of the house.

In the Farah Peninsula, water is precious, so the huge seastorms that come every year are a gift from the natural world to all people living on the Farah Peninsula. Therefore, there has been a belief in this cult since ancient times on the Farah Peninsula, coupled with a deep and widespread belief in the desert, the beliefs on the Farah Peninsula have always been intricate. Of course, that was decades ago. Today, belief in the sun and light has become the most widespread belief on the Fara Peninsula.

Who wouldn't want to be a member of the ruler of the Fara Peninsula, once you join, the pressure of survival will be greatly reduced. Believers can get free bread and fresh water from the Church of the Ring of the Sun every day. Young people can fight in the armies of the church and gain honor and status in doing so. Young people can join the priestly training of the church and gain power and future from it.

The old mage stopped the pen in his hand, closed his Farah Peninsula travel notebook, looked at the Mage Coney who entered the room and said, "Is there anything interesting? I think you are very happy."

Mage Kony, who was wearing the uniform of the imperial nobles, turned the short noble scepter in his hand. He was wearing this suit very well, and he was not a mage at all: "I heard that when I was chatting with people in the lobby of the hotel There is a new restaurant named 'Broad World Cuisine' opened in the business district of the city." Speaking of this, Master Coney smiled: "I knew it was opened locally by Master Harlow."

"Haha, it's something that Harlow can do. Then have you visited him? Has anyone gone to eat?" The old mage also laughed. His apprentice is obviously very good, but he likes to make delicious food to please him. Everyone I meet.

Thinking of this, the old mage put away the smile on his face. He knew that the reason why little Harlow did this was because he had not had many innovative achievements in the Northland Magic Society. He himself has excellent magic power control ability and excellent magic power comprehension, but it is difficult to achieve any outstanding results in magic creativity. Compared with other mages who are not as good as him, he is much worse.

This has always been a heart problem of Master Harlow. The old mage has mentioned it to him many times and asked him to serve as the commander of the magic vanguard. circle. Over time, he became like this.

Mage Kony didn't know these reasons. He was the youngest apprentice of the old mage, and he didn't know much about his senior mage brothers. After all, other mages had been hiding from him because of his father.

"Business is very good, and the locals are amazed by his delicacies. And I just discovered that even if Master Harlow does not use magic to make his delicacies, what he makes are delicious." Master Coney turned his hands said the short scepter.

The old mage nodded, and then pointed to the many academic documents stacked together on the table in the room: "Then, young man who is full, can you help me, an old man, deal with these annoying documents now?"

Master Kony shrugged.

The short scepter in his hand was inserted into the special belt on the right waist: "Come on, come on, these documents are actually nothing, you just need to take a quick look at them first, and sort them in order of importance and type. Just sort it out once."

The old mage rubbed his eyes: "Hey, when I was young, how could I have expected my life now? I knew it would be like this. Hey, there are always conflicts between dreams and reality. Kony, if you have your own dreams in the future, You have to think it through before you do it.”

"My dream." Master Coney thought of something and clenched his fists fiercely.

Glancing at the lovely apprentice, the old mage used magic to pour a glass of water for the apprentice: "Drink some water. Kony, you don't understand your father, and he has his own difficulties."

Taking a deep breath, Kony took the silver water cup that flew over, and after thanking the teacher, he drank the water in the cup straight away: "The life of his mother and the tribe is his difficulty. Is it? Everyone was pierced by a black chain, and he was imprisoned in the castle all day long. It is difficult for me to understand his difficulties. I have also been pierced by a black chain for more than ten years, until I came to you to study, He just took back the black chain." Speaking of this, Master Coney seemed to realize his impulse, and fell silent, just mechanically sorting the documents learned, and the cross-space magic system next to him was still on every once in a while. Spit out a document from a distant society.

The old mage looked at a ring on his hand, and then looked at everything around him. He said to Kony who fell silent: "The time and space are wrong now. I will tell you when I have a chance. Hey." The old mage saw Kony just nodded silently in response, and he had no choice but to sit down and continue to examine the society's documents.

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It was dark in the aristocratic area of ​​Taturones Harbor City. This area was originally inhabited by an aristocrat who ruled this place for hundreds of years, but because of the war more than half a century ago, this aristocrat has been defeated by the current Church of the Ring of the Sun, and they have long been defeated and fled to Deep in the desert of the Farah Peninsula, and has been resisting the Ring of the Sun.

But now, the original aristocratic district has become a new commercial area in Harbor City. It turned out that the tall single-family manors of the nobles became the bases of powerful chambers of commerce, and the empty venue where the nobles discussed and held meetings was transformed into a large auditorium for enjoying music. During the religious activity days of the Sun God Sect, this place is used to hold ceremonial activities with the participation of most Taturons. In normal times, this place is a place for various activities. Commercial auctions jointly held by several chambers of commerce are held here. Touring drama troupes can also hold grand repertoire performances here. Other churches will also hold their own religious activities and ceremonies here, and even the fishing trade after the huge sea storm every year will also be held here.

At this time, a music performance was being held in the auditorium with a large piece of translucent glazed glass on the top. The new ruling class in the city is enjoying the wonderful singing of the famous singer invited from the southern part of the empire. This famous singer was a forest elf rarely seen in human lands, and he was also the high priest of the god of music. The superposition of several identities made even the new rulers of these cities have to concentrate on listening to the singing of this well-established singer.

The gorgeous auditorium is in a stepped shape, and the elf singer is at the northernmost side of the auditorium, with the lowest terrain. The seats in front of him extended upwards layer by layer, and at the same time, on the east and west sides of the auditorium, there were independent boxes that could only be used by the powerful class.

In the box with the best view, the grey-haired General Gulatne was sitting upright listening to the singing from below. Beside the old general are his family members. The men are listening to the ethereal singing from below with the same expression as the general. It feels like you are walking on a comfortable tree-lined path.

The other clansmen of the general are doing their own things. The women gathered on the precious coral sofa and fanned the fragrant hand fans while talking about the fresh gossip news in the city. The children were divided into two groups. The younger ones were learning cultural knowledge under the service of servants, while the younger ones The older young men and women were talking about going out to sea with their own cruise ship tomorrow.

Fortunately, the box has undergone a special acoustic design, the sound in the auditorium can be enhanced and transmitted to the box, but the sound in the box is difficult to transmit.

The door of the box was open, and the servants of the general's family took the wine and fruit from the waiters in the auditorium, and carefully prepared them into delicious drinks for their masters in the corner of the box.

At this time, Master Donilafa walked into General Guratne's box in a businessman's short robe. He looked around, and at a glance he saw General Guratne, who was leaning on an upholstered chair in the middle of the box and listening to the singing with his eyes closed.

He walked over slowly, and at the same time he nodded to the servant who made way for him, and smiled friendlyly at the general's male clan who was looking at him. Everyone in the box didn't pay much attention to this businessman. The businessman with a friendly smile is a friend. He must have something to say to the general, but the time he found is not right. Should we persuade him? Tell him to come over for a good drink and wait until the song is over?

The melodious and melodious elf singing was blocked, what's going on? General Guratne opened his closed eyes.

"Good friend, we haven't seen each other for many years. Are you okay?" Master Donila said, looking at the old General Gulatne with his hands behind his back.

"Dony? It's you. We haven't seen each other for more than fifty years." General Gulatne's eyes immediately became moist when he saw his young partner appear in front of him.

Excited, he hurriedly stood up, hugged his partner whom he had not seen for many years, and patted his back vigorously: "Where have you been for so many years, why did you leave without saying goodbye back then, without the support of your caravan, What a great sacrifice we have made. Many brothers died in vain at the hands of the Empire and now the Ring of the Sun."

Master Donila was somewhat resistant to being hugged so intimately. He also slapped General Guratne on the back a few times stiffly and said: "I went to the three duchies of Roentgen in the south with a merchant ship. After all, the news at the time said that the situation there was unstable, and I wanted to take advantage of the situation to make a fortune. I didn’t expect to be captured by a mermaid at sea, and then I traveled to many places. After decades, I returned to Farah.”

"It turned out to be like this. At that time, many brothers complained about you, but of course I didn't blame you. If you didn't come, it must be because it was a loss-making business. I thought you had already seen that everyone would fail, so I just left a caution." General Guratne took his long-lost partner to the coral sofa, and the ladies were asked by General Guratne to take the children home first, while the men in the family Come meet the general's youthful companion who seems like a friend.

Although it is a bit strange why this businessman who should be in the same age group as the head of their family looks so young, but since they are friends, it doesn't matter. The general introduced the men in the family to Doni one by one, and returned the The younger generations in the family talked about how they rebelled against the empire together.

Perhaps because these words were not pleasant to hear, and they were afraid that they would reach the ears of local imperial officials who had no real power, General Guratne ordered the servants serving in the box to leave the box after preparing drinks. What they said next was not something these servants could listen to. that's it.

Picking up a glass of fruit juice and handing it to Doni, General Gulatne then took a sip of a glass of spirits and said, "You must be wondering why I was clearly the Imperial Rebels back then, but now I'm Tatu A powerful general in Longs Harbor City, isn't he?"

Glancing at the juice in his hand, Master Donila also took a small sip and said, "That's right, when I heard the news, I thought it was another person with the same surname. What happened after I left? what happened?"

Leaning on the coral sofa, General Gulatne signaled the men in the family to get a glass of wine for themselves: "Let me ask first, you probably know what happened after Farah came here?"

"I know, I simply understood it."

"At that time, I was a relatively familiar person with you Duni. The other partners lost their level after losing the support of your chamber of commerce. I was the same at the time, but I know that the sudden disappearance of such an outstanding businessman like you must be because of Supporting us rebel generals is a bad investment."

Master Donila laughed at himself and said nothing.

"I kept an eye out at the time, don't laugh at me and be careful. I really thought so at the time. Of course, now I know that you are a businessman who was attacked by a mermaid, but I didn't know it at the time. I just An adjutant was sent to contact those desert tribesmen."

"Then?"

"Then my people told me that this battle against the empire may not be won. Hey, you know me, my friend. I have always had the idea of ​​​​resisting the rotten empire that rules our Farah Peninsula, young man When I was young, I always thought that I could unite other people with the same idea to overthrow the empire. But I contacted the adjutant of the investigation and told me that he saw with his own eyes that there were tens of thousands of young warriors among the desert tribal people who had been humiliated. Men and women, they are tough fighters. And these men support the rule of the empire."

General Guratne drank the strong wine in his hand in one gulp, and the general's son poured it for him immediately.

"I knew at that time that our resistance had no chance. Do all the rebels add up to 200,000? And only a few desert tribes can send tens of thousands of fighters. How many tribes are there in the vast desert of Farana? What? Who can tell? Hey, I didn’t feel sorry for the other brothers of the Rebel Army, that’s all I can say.”

"It must be hard, right?"

General Gulatne took a deep breath and said slowly: "It is difficult, my friend. My friend. I only have one question now."

"What?" Seeing General Gulatne's solemn question, Master Donila also straightened his back on the coral sofa.

Making two gestures to the male juniors of his own family, General Guratne looked at his friend, the merchant Doni, who was wearing a gorgeous mage robe, fiery red hair color, and elf long ears that were different from humans, and said: "You Who? Tell me, you, are, who?"

Mage Donila raised his eyebrows and didn't speak, but while taking a sip of the juice, his eyes shone with magic power.

"Father, isn't this Mr. Duni your friend? Since he is your friend, he must be our friend too."

"Yes, Uncle, Mr. Donnie is your friend, you said he was a friend."

"Grandpa, Mr. Doni is Mr. Doni. He is so kind, how could it be someone else?"

"Yes, Grandpa, please don't be so cruel to Mr. Duni. People come all the way to look for you, so you should treat them with courtesy."

"Mr. Donnie, please don't be angry. My grandfather is old and demented. Everyone knows that you were his partner who fought side by side against the imperial rule when he was young. Grandpa has been forgetting things recently. Although he is a knight, he is also a knight." old."

General Gulatne stared at one of his favorite grandsons with copper bell-like eyes: "This little thing, how can you say that about me. Who is demented. I am fine! And, Doni! Doni! Don't look at my children and grandchildren with those shining eyes!"

Master Donila's face turned completely cold. He put the juice on the small table next to the coral sofa, stared at General Gulatne and said, "When?"

The old general stood up with bursts of red light from his body, covering Doni's magical gaze with his life force bursting out from his body, and at the same time injecting the red life force scattered from behind into his family members.

"When? From when I became a high-ranking knight thirty years ago! Doni, Doni. Who are you? Why did you participate in the rebellion against the empire decades ago, and now appear in front of me. And still use the same method and the same method to confuse us?"

Master Donila also stood up and confronted General Gulatne at a distance of two meters, but did not speak.

"Answer my question! Otherwise, I will smash your limbs into pieces! Then slowly torture." Behind General Guratne, his clansmen also burst out with various colors of light. They turned out to be knight-level The soldiers, after General Guratne used his life force to resist the magic in their minds, also regained their sobriety one by one, and unfolded their respective strengths together.

Master Donila snorted and said, "It's really a bad start."