The sun is high

Of course Shuge himself has never been here. ·

In fact, even in the more prosperous world of the past, he had no experience related to this.

On the contrary, the original owner of Xiuge's body was indeed a "frequent visitor" to Ladies Street and Shuihua Street.

However, Huge Ernst himself did not have much "consumption" funds. As a down-and-out young writer who relied on gaudy literature as a means of livelihood, his only goal of coming here was to collect materials, and in order to collect materials, he once did Many things have happened.

Interviews, records, on-site inspections, or begging customers and nightingales to tell their "actual experiences"... In short, Sugar Ernst has tried basically everything except real consumption.

Because of this, he was extremely familiar with these two streets.

The first two works that he himself entered the public eye were written based on this.

So far, "The Color of Water" and "The Tenant of Madame Street" are the most popular works of Ernst among the people.

Of course, this is something that Xiuge doesn't want to admit at all.

Xiuge naturally didn't want to talk about these things with Wei Lin, but just as he was thinking about how to deal with the other party's questions, there was another change in his already extremely peaceful spiritual world.

Xiuge was very used to this inexplicable feeling. He raised his head and looked forward, only to see that the people in front of him who were originally walking together in twos and threes were suddenly separated, as if they were avoiding something coming from the front. person or team.

Xiuge didn't have time to think too much. He raised his hand and grabbed Weilin, then turned around and led her to a hidden place on the side of the street.

Several nightingales who had been peeking at the two young men and women suddenly snickered. In their eyes, those young people with outstanding looks who appeared on these two streets at the same time were often a little shy to interact with others. To put it bluntly, it is absolutely normal for something like this to happen.

Xiuge and the two didn't care what the nightingales were thinking at this time. They passed through the gap between the two houses in silence and came to an extremely hidden road.

In fact, this is not a regular road at all, but a path beside a man-made river. Perhaps because most nightingales live here, this narrow waterway still remains clear. , there are even some flowers for decoration - the life of the nightingales is already very difficult, no one wants to open the window and see a stinking turbid ditch.

"Mr. Sugar, you'd better find something."

Perhaps because she had just witnessed an astonishing scene on the street that she had never seen before, Weilin's complexion looked slightly rosier than before. Also because she was dissatisfied with Shuge's sudden pull on her, her face She showed a little displeasure on her face, but this expression made her appear more real and vivid.

"They chased her to Lady Street, which is not far from the main road."

Hearing Xiuge say this, Weilin's eyebrows immediately raised. She looked around and saw that the nearby houses did not open the windows facing here, and no one was observing in the dark, so she quickly started casting spells. Before She took out the delicate bag filled with animal bones again, and soon, as the magic flowed, a slender and elegant black cat appeared in front of the two of them.

Weilin bent down habitually, gently scratched the summoned cat's chin with her hand, and then controlled it back to the street outside.

Taking advantage of Wei Lin's time to investigate the situation, Xiuge also observed the magic disc in his spiritual world. He noticed that the pattern of his running rat, which was bound to the magic groove, had now changed. It looked like it was curled up at the moment, its fur was covered with dots of scars and scars, and it looked like it was falling asleep.

"It looks like I won't be able to call for its help any time soon."

Shuge sighed softly. As a beginner who had just acquired magic and magic, although he had won the victory from the previous encounter in the woods by virtue of his own strength and special means, this kind of victory In essence, it was just forced to interfere with the pursuers. Xiuge knew very well that without the blue-winged raven summoned by Wei Lin, the running rat would most likely be killed by those terrifying people as soon as it appeared. The iris guards chopped into pieces of rat meat.

However, he also found that his previous performance seemed to have won the recognition of the female mage next to him. As a lake-level mage, she was willing to take him out of the forest with limited mobility, and was willing to obey him at the moment. Judging from the suggestions put forward, the cooperative relationship between the two has finally been consolidated.

Wei Lin's exploration of the streets ended quickly, and the magical luster in her eyes gradually faded. Then she nodded to Shuge: "It's a very accurate judgment, Mr. Shuge... but the searching team is not A tracking team with hounds or spellcasters, but a group of police officers and guards from Salem City, who are questioning people on the road."

Hearing this, Xiuge immediately frowned: "There are quite a few people who saw us."

"These local police officers were very careless. They didn't seem to think I would come to this kind of place...and they were very perfunctory in asking questions from passers-by."

Xiuge nodded: "It's good news for now, but... Miss Weilin, we can't stay here. No one knows whether they will send more professional people here. We must find a hiding place quickly." .”

"So, have you thought of any suitable place to go?"

Wei Lin's question was a bit strange, so Shuge frowned and made a sound that symbolized doubt: "Huh?"

"Mr. Sugar, you may have forgotten... When we met for the second time, I read part of the manuscript that you put on the table. I still remember that the name of the article was 'The Tenant on Lady Street'."

The slightly teasing words of the female mage hit Xiuge's head like a bullet from a crystal musket: "'Happy Master,' if you still can't think of a suitable place to go, maybe we will go to Germany tonight." Lan Ren has become a 'tenant'!"

After hearing this, Xiuge sighed helplessly. He searched twice in his memory and finally found a very inconspicuous address in an extremely inconspicuous corner.

"Of course there are places where you can hide, but... I hope Miss Weilin won't be too concerned about the environment."

Xiuge emphasized his tone: "After all, we are all refugees now and are not qualified to make too many demands."

After hearing Xiuge's words and thinking about the special characteristics of Ladies Street and Water Flower Street, even Wei Lin, who is a lake-level magician, felt a little uneasy.

…

While the residents of the closed city of Salem were talking about the fire that broke out in Ernst's old house, the residents of the city located in the center of the Rowe Plateau - "Bolden", the royal capital of the Kingdom of Votel, and The nobles were temporarily agitated due to a piece of breaking news.

"Big news! Big news!"

In the central square of Bolden, the loud voice of the newscaster spread out in the light of the magic loudspeaker. More and more residents opened the windows of their homes, or came directly to the surroundings of the central square. He looked nervously and curiously at the announcer in the center of the square.

"The great, magnificent and unstoppable Kingdom of Votel signed the latest cooperation agreement between the Rowe Kingdoms with the Kingdom of Hain and St. Steele three days ago!"

The announcer's voice was impassioned, not because he meant it, but because the content of the temporary press release in his hand could indeed shock and excite every Votel person who loves his country.

"Under the requirements of the agreement, the Kingdom of Votel, as the most dazzling pearl in the Rowe Plateau, will cooperate closely with its allies and all affiliated kingdoms like blood brothers in the fields of military, commerce, magic, and the much-anticipated steam power. '!"

The announcer's voice became louder and louder: "At the same time, Prince Hawid, the crown prince of the Kingdom, and his wife, who attended the Armistice Ceremony in Salem, have arrived at the 'Peace Talk Hill' northwest of Salem City and successfully communicated with Henry, the attendee from the Kingdom of Deland. Prince’s meeting… After the armistice celebrations, Prince Hawid will go to the rugged hills west of Salem to preside over a military exercise jointly participated by the Rowe countries!”

The shocking news echoed in the central square, floated high into the sky, passed over the sword-sharp spiers of those cold buildings, passed through the bursts of smoke emitted by those factories and workshops, and finally disappeared in the In the invisible ritual field that shrouded the entire royal capital.

A middle-aged nobleman in gorgeous clothes came to the window. He listened to the sounds coming from outside, then raised his hand and closed the window.

"You should listen more to what's going on outside."

A majestic and old voice came from the direction of the door. The middle-aged noble turned his head and saw an aging figure sitting in a wheelchair, slowly coming to his room accompanied by servants and guards. .

"Son, I have said it many times... The Ernst family can remain proud, but they must not close their eyes and listen."

The old man waved his hand and drove away the maid who was serving him. Then he drove his wheelchair to the small round table opposite the fireplace. He reached out and picked up a bottle of exquisitely decorated Tibetan wine, and poured a small amount for himself. a little.

The middle-aged noble said helplessly: "Father, we have known this news for a long time, haven't we?"

"Huh... Yes, we can obtain almost all important news and intelligence in advance, but the Ernst family still cannot be one step ahead at every stage and moment."

The old man picked up the wine glass and slowly smelled the aroma of the wine, but he never drank the wine.

The current leader of the Ernst family, the former military minister of the Kingdom of Votel, Marshal Zeke Ernst, known as the "Three-clawed Falcon", is now a centenarian who can't even enjoy wine. Now, with the help of many magics and potions of the Legal Committee, he has successfully overcome one difficulty after another in his body. However, the aging caused by age is irreversible, and he cannot even leave now. The territory of the Ernst family, because he could only continue to survive in the huge magic ceremony site set up in the family territory.

"Father, do you still think that we made plans and arrangements too late?"

"Night?"

A smile appeared on the old man's thin face: "Maybe... If I were to handle these things, I might choose some more direct methods."

He gently rubbed the pattern on the wine glass with his fingers, and said unhurriedly: "Yerevan, the plans you made are actually very timely, but I think it is important to compare the affairs of the family and gods with the affairs of the kingdom. Mixing missions is an extremely poor choice.”

The old marshal of the kingdom raised his skinny hand and pointed at the huge map hanging on the wall on one side of the room: "Our king finally made this decision. Now, the troops of the Luo Wei kingdoms participating in the exercise have Gather near the rugged hills, and in a few days, even the northernmost Hain people will arrive."

The middle-aged nobleman known as Yerevan sighed softly. He continued his father's words and said: "By that time, the narrow passage connecting the Rowe Plateau and the Goddess Plain will become a huge oil drum, with a little bit of fire. It will cause an explosion."

As he spoke, he came behind his father, pushed the wheelchair, and led him to the map.

The old man raised his head, squinted his eyes and quietly looked at the city that was targeted by countless arrows, and said softly: "The fire starter has been prepared for hundreds of years. The people of Delan know it very well, and we also know it very well. If nothing happens, Now the situation in Salem City should be controlled by those plain guys, right?"

"Yes, according to reliable intelligence, their actions have also been supported by the Legal Committee...I am afraid that in a while, the Magical Advisors and Ambassadors of the Legal Committee in Meilinle and its headquarters will visit us. "

"Visit, it's long overdue."

Old Zeke finally couldn't help the temptation of the wine in his hand. He sipped it gently. After the mellow taste of the wine penetrated his lips, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Those arrogant mages, they don't even I am willing to take a look at the factory on the plateau, but this is not important anymore. Before long, the entire Van En will understand that magic is no longer a force that can completely control the world, and those gods cannot protect it. My own believers... they can only become totems of the old era."

The leader of the Ernst family gently placed the wine glass on the table. He leaned back slightly and greedily took the entire map into his eyes.

"Yerevan, send the remaining spies from the family. You may not care about your heir, but he is now extremely important to the association's prophecy... The arrival of the Black Sun cannot be missed."