The Black Knight from the Blue Planet

In the small camp, the campfire made crisp popping sounds from time to time.

As Barron ate his gnocchi, he glanced at Hardy from time to time.

Hardy naturally felt it. He didn't raise his eyes, but said angrily: "Always watch what I do, and I don't like men."

"No, you..." Barron pointed to the elite-looking Silver Winged Cavalry around him: "You sent them here so early. Did you know that my father would make a deal with you? Or did you I’ve long wanted to shovel the Jefferson’s back garden.”

"It was just an accident." Hardy said seriously.

Barron shook his head vigorously: "Do you think I will believe it?"

Hardy sighed softly, he believed it or not.

But Barron really didn't believe it.

Because Hardy is now very famous and is recognized as a big shot.

So-called celebrities naturally have filters.

Many times, the success of celebrities by chance, or the victory brought by the platform or environment, will always be regarded by outsiders as their 'wise' choices.

Attribute these unexpected successes to the abilities of celebrities.

Hardy now also has such a halo in the eyes of others.

He asked the Silver Wing Cavalry to leave first. It was really just more convenient when he was simply escaping.

After all, running two days early can give you some early advantages.

Then there will be less obstruction.

The reason for running here is simply that the troops on this road are relatively empty.

And it is just a coincidence that the soldiers are stationed in this place at this time.

It's just that many people can't believe this is a coincidence.

Barron didn't even dare.

After Hardy finished eating the gnocchi, he went back to his tent to sleep.

Barron looked at Hardy's back, with admiration and fear in his eyes.

Then he too returned to sleep in a tent arranged for him.

But he couldn't fall asleep and thought about it all night long.

Thinking about his own family, if one day they really become enemies with Hardy, how could he, the successor, win.

Then the more I thought about it, the more terrible it became.

At dawn the next day, Barron walked out of the tent with dark circles under his eyes.

He watched Hadi eating with a group of soldiers and walked over.

Then he observed Hardy hard and subconsciously imitated everything about him.

The other person's eyes, the other person's attitude, the other person's expression.

Learning from the strong is one of the family mottos of the Maga family.

After finishing breakfast, Barron took out the map he had prepared earlier.

After watching for a while, Hardy asked the Guardsmen to continue stationed here. Then he rode his war horse and walked to a high mountain with Barron.

From there you can see the entire city of Philadepia.

A huge city built on the sea.

The three deep-water ports are busy with merchant ships coming and going.

"It seems that the business environment here should be good." Hardy praised.

But the next moment, something hit him in the face.

I saw a large ship that obviously looked like a warship appearing on the beach.

It did not run to the docks of the three seaports, but stayed close to the seaside and stopped on the north side of the city.

"What is this warship planning to do?" Hardy was a little surprised.

At this time, Barron suddenly thought of something and his expression became a little subtle.

Soon, a puff of green smoke came out of the white-sailed warship.

This green smoke spread with the southeasterly wind and soon covered the northwest corner of the city.

Hardy's vision was very good. After turning on the nightmare vision, he could even see everyone running under the green mist, and then fell to the ground struggling after a short while.

After a while, no one moved under the green smoke.

Hardy was stunned. He opened his nightmare vision wider and saw further in disbelief.

Then it was indeed discovered that the people under the green smoke were all dead.

Hardy could even vaguely see the black blood they spit out.

After the warship finished casting green smoke, it slowly sailed into the nearest shipyard.

In other words, this warship belongs to the city of Philadepia.

At this time, Hardy's scalp felt numb.

After coming to Northern Aijaka, Hadi felt that his outlook on life had been refreshed again and again.

The nobles of France do have a lot of fun, but they just love to have relationships between men and women and eat pharaoh meat.

Even if there are nobles who bully men and dominate women, they can only harm a few, or even a dozen, people in a year.

Moreover, the proportion of pure bad aristocrats in France is very low.

But here in Aijaka, in just a few days, Hardy witnessed two things that fell below the bottom line of human morality.

The lord of this city actually used poisonous fog to massacre his own people on a large scale?

This is too outrageous and exaggerated.

Hardy turned to look at Barron.

Barron swallowed and said: "The lord of this city is Anderson Dotru, he is an alchemist."

"Alchemist?" Hardy frowned: "So he just uses his own subjects for potion testing?"

Barron could clearly feel that Hardy was angry.

He didn't know why, but he felt very scared and said: "Brother-in-law, I just heard...don't be angry with me."

"you say."

巴伦舔舔嘴唇，继续说道：“多特鲁家族，当年被精灵族揍过一次，具体起因不太清楚了。”

"when?"

"About thirty years ago." Barron explained in a low voice: "Dotru was only about eight years old at the time. He saw with his own eyes that the elves released a cloud of poisonous mist from the sky and killed his grandfather. Father, uncle, all adult males. And then when he grew up, he became an alchemist."

"What next?"

"He is afraid that the elves will come back." Barron whispered: "So every two or three years, he will do a poison test to raise the vigilance of the people in the territory. If the elves really come, there will be Prepare for it, and doing so can also strengthen the resistance of the people in the territory to poison."

Hardy thought it was ridiculous, and he said coldly: "People have been poisoned to death, which can be regarded as improving poison resistance."

Barron said with a grimace: "Actually, everyone in Aijaka in the north knows about this. In the past, he was very careful in using poison. Even if someone died, it would only be one or two, but this time it seems that the dose was too much. so……"

Hardy fell silent, looking quietly at the harbor ahead.

Barron asked cautiously: "Brother-in-law, are you angry?"

"It's nothing." Hardy said with an indifferent expression: "I'm just wondering if this Lord Dotru is our target."

"He's just one of them." Barron swallowed.

He saw ice and fire in Hardy's eyes.

"Oh, that's a coincidence." Hardy shook his head helplessly and said, "Barron, do you think we have any hope of successfully breaking through the city if we attack directly now?"

"certainly!"

Barron nodded vigorously and said firmly. (End of chapter)