Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse

The next day, early morning.

Tieyan Village.

The professional team that stayed overnight did not sleep well all night.

The cult was like a huge stone hanging in the heart, which made people depressed and heavy.

If we don't investigate further, the cult will continue to cause chaos, and more people will die.

If we investigate further, we may encounter danger, and given the current situation of the Kingdom of Yeke, it may be difficult to mobilize troops for ourselves.

The preparations are almost the same.

Yuri, with some dark circles under her eyes, knocked on the door of a house.

"Aunt, everything is ready, we can set off."

"Release the tamed beast first, I will go out soon." Slater sat at the table and turned his head and said.

"Okay!" Yuri turned and left.

Slater turned back and finished writing the last stroke of the letter on the desk.

Picked up the letter and took a look.

"I hope it won't be used."

Take a deep breath, pack the letter and put it aside.

Start to pack the pillows and bedding on the side and put them all into the space ring.

But when putting away the pillow, a blank envelope slipped aside.

Slater's eyes froze.

Then, surprise, suspicion and joy flashed in his eyes.

He picked up the letter and unfolded it quickly.

The contents inside also appeared in front of him.

"Slater:

The cause of Benny's death has been investigated. The sect that killed her is called the Destiny Sect, which was officially designated as a cult by the association two months ago.

The leader is called 'Fatih', who is above level 18, and his profession is not yet determined.

According to the current information, there may be two level 18 professionals and multiple level 15 professionals in the sect.

I have arrived in Rentam City, and after the arrangements are made here, I will go to Blackstone Town.

Before I go there, don't act rashly.

As the Destiny Sect actively threatens you, ensure your own safety first."

There are not many words in the letter, and there is no other content except the Destiny Sect.

But after reading it, Slater's forehead is already covered with sweat.

There is more than one level 18 professional, and multiple level 15 professionals.

Even if you just look at the text description.

It made her back cold and her heart beat violently.

Why did this kind of lineup appear here?

Let alone killing nearby villages, even if they swept through several surrounding towns, no one could stop them.

If they really followed them all the way, they might not be able to come back.

"Aunt, are you not ready yet? Everyone is waiting at the door!" Yuli's urging voice came in again.

Slater took a deep breath and calmed down.

The words on the letter had disappeared, leaving only blank letter paper and envelope.

Put the letter into the space ring.

Slater opened the door with the leopard and walked out, and saw Yuli standing outside the door.

Yuli asked, "Aunt, what's wrong with you!"

"Nothing!" Slater pinched her cheek.

"What are you doing!" Yuli muttered a little dissatisfied.

They walked to the village gate together.

Slater glanced at the prepared carriages and several teams.

He ordered solemnly, "The pursuit is cancelled. We will stay in Tieyan Village. One team will arrange a person to return to Blackstone Town. If reinforcements come, bring him here."

...

"Quick news, quick news, Rentam Quick News..."

"The newspaper published by the City Hall, you can know what is happening in the world even if you sit at home. The internal turmoil in the Kingdom of Yeko, the killing of villagers by the 18-level evil cult, the murderer of the Blood Python leader is actually next to you, the legendary city lord, Mr. Wu Heng's growth process from a small figure to the island owner of the association,..., all written in the newspaper."

The voice of shouting to sell newspapers rang out in the main roads of the city.

The newspaper seller held up the newspaper and shouted loudly, attracting the attention of the passers-by.

No one knew what the newspaper was.

But listening to the two sentences of shouting, it seemed quite attractive.

"This newspaper..., take it casually?"

A tall orc, instigated by the people around him, asked.

The newsagent stopped shouting and looked down at him, "65 copper coins."

"If you had told me you wanted money earlier, I wouldn't have squeezed over."

"Give me one." A well-dressed merchant came to buy.

Those who didn't want to buy retreated to the back to watch the excitement.

Those who wanted to buy it to see what it was paid for the newspaper.

...

The Wind-Chuicao Tavern.

A few scattered guests sat in about one-third of the tavern.

A bard dressed in human clothes whispered a few words to the boss and then walked straight to the wooden platform on one side.

After tapping the counter, he said loudly: "Everyone, this morning, the City Lord's Mansion issued a reading material called a newspaper, 65 copper coins per copy, which records the information of the surrounding cities, the information of the gangs in the city, and the story of that Lord Wu Heng. I happened to have extra money, so I bought a copy and told everyone."

Everyone in the audience cast their eyes.

There were mostly orcs in the tavern, and not many of them could read.

When they heard that it was a new thing and they didn't have to spend money, they all smiled.

"Hurry up and tell me!"

"That's great. For a fee, everyone can listen to what's written inside."

"Hurry up and tell me. I won't understand when I'm drunk."

The bard smiled and began to speak.

"The first news is that the old king of the Yeko Kingdom died and the royal family was fighting for power... The owner of Treasure Island, Wu Heng, defeated the prince of the Celtic Kingdom, the human genius 'Luan Randolph' in a fair fight held by the association..."

...

"Treasure Island? Wu Heng? Why does it look so familiar?"

"The captain of the association, the one who defeated the Warhammer Party, the real lord of Rentam City."

"Why do you look so familiar!"

"Now he is the island owner, and he defeated the prince."

"No wonder he didn't want this city, he just didn't like it."

The tavern became noisy because of this news.

It was a mess, discussing about Wu Heng, and some were talking about some rumors they had heard.

The bard was not in a hurry to continue.

Waiting for everyone's discussion, so that some outsiders could know who Wu Heng was.

And what he had done in this city.

Different from Treasure Island.

The bards in the tavern in Rentam City were specially arranged by the city hall.

Each person was given a place to read newspapers for free to the drinkers.

This was also because Rentam City was different from Treasure Island.

Rentam City was located in a small area, and there were not many high-level professionals, and even fewer people who were literate and willing to buy reading materials.

It was difficult to get them to buy newspapers, or for bards to be willing to read.

I just arranged it myself and waited until it became a habit.

The tavern would invite the bard to sit in the tavern.

…

The information in the newspaper was finished.

The bard began to tell the following story, and all the drinkers shut up again. The whole tavern was surprisingly quiet.

Only the voice of the bard echoed in the tavern.

"Wu Heng came over and took a look, and immediately said: Are you looking at the retired soldier?"

"......."

"... I planned to expose Wu Heng's conspiracy and make him look bad, ..., and the staff member who delivered the letter came out, and chased him and asked, what is your occupation?"

"I used to be a soldier of the kingdom."

"Wu Heng's theory has been proven again, and I was so surprised that I couldn't believe it. I couldn't help asking, how did you deduce it."

"It's very simple, Wu Heng explained with a smile, the messenger had calluses on his hands, ..., and stood with his head held high, ..., and the marks on his hands, it can be determined that he was from light infantry."

The drinkers nodded gently, even the orcs who were unwilling to use their brains.

They also understood the basis of the analysis.

It's very reasonable.

The story continued without stopping because of the admiration of the drinkers.

Watson admired Wu Heng's inference and handed him the letter that had just been delivered.

Watson picked up the letter and read the contents. A murder occurred on Lauriston Garden Street, and Wu Heng was invited to investigate.

At this point, the story ended at the same point as the first issue of Treasure Island.

While everyone was immersed in it, the bard clapped his hands and said, "Okay, the story is over. The second half of the story will be published in the next issue of the newspaper."

Everyone was stunned and looked at each other.

"That's it? Can this thing stop in the middle?"

"Oh my god, I hate it most when someone stops talking halfway."

"Pah~! Follow me to the City Hall!"

"50 copper coins for the wine glass."

"Fuck..."