Noble Emblem

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A few days later, Fleur made her choice and decided to join the Temple Guard. Then he became a glorious soldier under Captain Jessica.

After all, he is a rare great swordsman, and the resources Fleur received are not much worse than Jessica's. From time to time, Beta went to the Elf Forest in the south and got to know twenty druids.

These elves will be the guarantee for the growth of food in the wetland in the future, and it is necessary to have a good relationship with them.

As for getting along with the elves, Beta had the experience of getting along with the Glintons and his daughter. Within three days, the druids regarded him as an acquaintance.

Although they are not good friends, they are not so scrupulous when it comes to chatting.

Another factor is that Emilia played a big role in it. She gave full play to the initiative of the position of 'envoy'. At the very beginning, when the druids didn't quite trust Beta, they worked in the middle to heat up the topic and prevent the atmosphere from becoming awkward.

Without her, Beta might have had to spend a lot of time to make these druids feel at ease.

At the same time, Waking City's intelligence system reported that traces of the Temple of Life assassination team seemed to be found outside the wetlands.

Huanglin City.

A caravan stopped at the city gate to be inspected.

Several city guards opened the wooden cart and looked at the goods on it. There were two carts of dry goods, three carts of furs, and two carts of weapons.

The weapons were not in very good condition, but each one was worth at least about one silver coin. Several city guards each took a weapon from the wooden cart.

Then the leading officer waved his hand and said: "Passed, let's go quickly."

The owner of the caravan looked like he was angry but dared not speak. He smiled apologetically and asked his servants to cover the canvas on the wooden cart again, and then entered the city.

As soon as he entered the city, the expression of this ordinary-looking caravan owner immediately became calm, and his eyes were quite indifferent.

The caravan found a hotel to stay in, and the wooden carriage was placed behind the hotel. They were as careful as if they were returning a caravan, and they were haggling over accommodation fees with the hotel owner. The food they ate was also very rough, no different from an ordinary caravan.

But late at night, the caravan owner and four servants appeared in the shadowed alley, and no one saw how they came.

"We are very close to Waking City now." The owner of the caravan's eyes became quite sharp, and his plain face became gloomy: "But I don't know why, I feel very uncomfortable. It’s like there are a lot of eyes looking at it.”

"This is Huolaiwen, the territory of the Cult of Wealth. It's normal to have more sentries."

"But I think those ordinary people look at us strangely. They seem to be suspicious of something."

"Not only us, they look at all caravans and outsiders like this. They seem to want to see if our foreign merchants are fat?"

"After all, all the caravans coming here seem to be giving them money," someone explained.

"Anyway, I feel something is wrong."

Listening to the discussion of his subordinates, the caravan owner pondered for a while and said: "Tomorrow we will leave the city as originally planned. But after leaving the city, we will find a remote place and throw away all our things. Change to the identity of the second plan."

"I understand." Several subordinates nodded.

They have the right to discuss, but the final decision naturally rests with their leader.

The next day, the caravan left Huanglin City as planned.

When they went out of the city, they deliberately did not take the stone road built by Watkin City, but walked along the muddy saplings of the past. This road has been almost deserted because no one has used it for several years.

The wheels rolled on the thin layer of snow, and they came to an uninhabited corner. There was no one around, and the only sounds around the road were the whistling of the winter wind and the occasional distant call of a falcon.

A few people got into the woods, and when they came out, they turned into several ragged beggars. They nodded to each other, divided into two groups, and headed towards the wetland in different directions.

As the actual leader of the assassination team and an assassin close to the legendary level, Rufus felt very uneasy these past two days. He always felt like tsunami-like things were coming from all directions.

After I disguised myself as a beggar, I felt much less like this. He breathed a sigh of relief and walked on the stone road with his two subordinates.

In order to act more realistic, he deliberately made himself and his teammates hungry last night, and now he looked completely weak.

There were many caravans coming and going on the stone road. Generally speaking, few caravans dare to travel outside during winter. After all, most civilians stay in the city during the winter, and the robbers will become crazy if they have no food source.

As long as a caravan dares to appear in the wild, the robbers with noses as sensitive as wild dogs will never let them go.

But in Hollevan, nothing like this happened.

The robbers in Huolaiwen were almost wiped out by the Wealth Cult and the mercenary union. Even the remaining ones are hiding in the deep mountains and old forests for hunting and do not dare to come out casually.

A caravan passed by them, and there was a middle-aged man on it. When he saw the three beggars shivering in the cold wind, he threw down two pancakes.

One of the pieces had been bitten by someone, and there was still some saliva left.

Rufus picked up both pieces of cake with a look of ecstasy on his face. First, he bent down to thank the people on the carriage, then divided the two pancakes into three parts and gave one to each of his subordinates, while he bit into the saliva-filled pancakes.

Although he was feeling nauseous inside, his face was filled with a smile that only comes from eating something delicious.

I am an assassin, I have no need for emotion, let alone shame.

The middle-aged man who threw down the pancake sat in the carriage and left with satisfaction, his face full of satisfaction that he had done a good thing and maybe saved someone's life.

The three beggars continued to walk forward.

Their destination is the next city, Lake City. If you stay one night in Lake City and set off the next day, you will officially enter the wetland.

In the evening they reached Lake City and joined another group.

In a dark and deserted alley, they found an uninhabited, almost collapsing wooden house to serve as a temporary residence.

It is normal for a beggar to live in such a house.

"Tomorrow we will officially enter the wetland, and all actions must be more cautious." Rufus lowered his voice and said softly: "The Pope sent us here because he was determined to kill Beta. As long as the few of us find an opportunity, , it’s easy to kill Beta. He’s a pope, and he’s young. Even if he has legendary strength, he’s not just an embroidered pillow.”

Several other people also chuckled.

As we all know, most of the post-teachers are indeed very strong on the surface, but when it comes to actual combat, it would be good if they can display 60% of their abilities.

The power of the Pope is given by the gods, and they are better at internal affairs than fighting.

Rufus is already very close to the legendary assassin. As long as he gets within 20 meters of the so-called Pope, he is absolutely confident that he will be killed with one blow.

Killing a legend might allow him to break his shackles and become a true legendary assassin.

At this time, a subordinate suddenly said: "Boss, don't you find it strange?"

Rufus looked at him, frowned and said, "Just tell me if you have anything to say."

"It stands to reason that there should be a lot of beggars in every city. Why do we see fewer beggars in the city the closer we get to the wetland?"

"Will they all freeze to death... In this kind of weather, beggars with nothing to eat and no clothes to wear are not professionals. It would be weird if they don't freeze to death."

But Rufus frowned even deeper. He was already feeling a little uneasy, and this subordinate's words made his heart beat even more.

At this time, several people with lanterns walked nearby. They illuminated the Lufus group and walked over, using the light to look at them carefully.

Several people stood up, pretending to be weak foreign beggars, and smiled coquettishly.

I have to say that their acting skills are very good and there are no flaws at all. While they were laughing, their bodies were still shivering, as if they were really cold.

"Who are you?"

"The beggar from Huanglin City came here to see if there is any way to survive." Rufus said while bending down, looking extremely humble.

"Oh." The man came closer, looked at them, and said, "Then you should behave yourself and don't make trouble here."

"I understand, I understand." Rufus nodded vigorously and bowed.

"Let's go." The middle-aged man who asked just now waved his hand and left.

After the lights disappeared, several people sat down and their expressions became gloomy again.

Although it was just a small episode, Rufus felt that something was wrong more and more. The heart beats faster.

No, no!

Something is wrong, something must be wrong. His hands unconsciously stretched out, clenched, stretched out and clenched again.

As an assassin, especially one close to legend, he has an extremely high sense of danger.

The surroundings were quiet, too quiet, and there wasn't even a beggar.

Wait...no one?

At this time, an idea flashed in Rufus's head, and he finally knew something was not right. The closer you get to Waking City, the fewer beggars there are in the city.

There are almost no beggars left in this city.

The man just asked him where he came from...

"Walk!"

Rufus jumped up suddenly. The other assassins were a little strange, but instinctively followed him out.

But as soon as he reached the entrance of the alley, he saw a group of mercenaries and a group of temple guards walking over at the same time.

At least hundreds of people. None of them lit torches, as if they were afraid of disturbing some people.

Walking in front of these two groups of people were Huo Ran, the ordinary people who had just asked questions.

"It's them." The ordinary people in the lead shouted anxiously when they saw Luofusi and others: "It's those people who dare to say that they are beggars from Huanglin City."

At this moment, Rufus and others no longer cared about hiding their identities. Everyone turned into black shadows instantly and flew into the dark alley.