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Chapter 253 0252: Emergency Communication
"Mr. Burke told you to see him after dinner."

Mag held the food and hesitated for a moment. "It seems that something bad has happened, you should be mentally prepared."

The habits of noble families are difficult to change.

When McGonagall had a formal conversation with Langmingway, he always brought out honorifics, which in a sense also distinguished the importance of the conversation.

Knight Commander Dragonthorn nodded silently, then walked towards the carriage in the distance.

Ken didn't follow.

He wants to stay and protect Meg.

The scholars sat around the bonfire enjoying the food, and Burke's little follower respectfully opened the door for the knight commander.

Then the lights came on inside and they were talking.

Ken paid attention to everything that happened.

He didn't know Burke's means of gaining insight into the North, but he was sure it was one of the reasons why Engineer Norlin was able to travel at will.

A moment later, Lang Mingwei walked out of the carriage with cold eyes.

He came to Meg.

No volume down.

He deliberately let Ken hear.

Lang Mingwei said: "The plan has changed. The ruins of the Red Maple Heights have become active. We have to change the route and go to the nearest ice port."

"And then?" McGonagall asked.

She stepped forward and stared at her brother's unstretched brows. "What happened?"

Langmingway took a deep breath and said:
"One of Nolin's troops has just been killed in battle, near the Stefanie Plain, and we were going to pass through there, wealth is secondary, this blood debt must be held accountable, no matter who that guy is .”

He clenched his fists.

The bonfire was kept low as the wind blew.

The knight commander packed up his things and returned to the outlying army, as if he was organizing scouts to investigate a new route.

McGonagall was a little worried about the upcoming trip.

Suddenly the apprentice came over and said, "Mr Maharu, the teacher wants to talk to you."

Ken didn't move, but looked at Mag.

"Oh," added the apprentice. "Miss McGonagall can also go together."

So they came to the compartment where Burke was.

The engineer rubbed his cheeks, took off his glasses, and said to Ken: "We will change our route next, the level of looters is beyond imagination, and the chaos in the northern border is unacceptable. "

"Where are we going?"

"Ambella Ice Port, there are flying giants that can carry us through the wind and snow, but the ticket price is tight, so it is difficult to get a seat."

Burke shook his head, sighing.

Ken chuckled and said, "You must have a way, right?"

"Tsk tsk, how heartless." Burke looked a bit vicissitudes after taking off his glasses, he wiped the lenses with silk, and then said. "I asked my old friend to reserve two places. The ruins of the Red Maple Heights are becoming active, and the secrets hidden inside are about to be revealed. I must be there to ensure that the situation will not get too bad."

"So... hmm?"

Ken stared into the other's eyes.

Burke was unfathomable.

No one knows exactly how capable he is...

Ken previously guessed:

There are behind-the-scenes drivers in the northern border who are controlling the operation of the wasteland, combined with the information disclosed by Langmingway.

The Red Maple Heights seems to be fully open, but there is actually a hidden list.

Burke Bartley, among them.

Ken crossed his arms: "So, we are likely to act separately, right? Since there are two places, what should McGonagall do? Do you want to take them away together, or stay."

"Of course I stay."

Burke replied of course. "The ruins are too dangerous. It doesn't matter if an old guy like me dies. Mag must live well. Besides, Ms. Selina has a reason for entrusting you with the task."

Clang.

The empty teacup in the apprentice's hand fell instantly.

He heard Burke say "death", so he pointed to himself, trying to end this long journey of companionship.

"I'll take you with me, don't worry."

Burke showed a kind smile, a look of understanding.

He didn't wait for a rebuttal, but turned around and warned Ken that the journey was long and he had to be careful about everything.

The team started to set off at dawn.

They turned around in the rift valley ahead and headed towards [Ambella Ice Port], which is the nearest free trade zone.

The new route is very lively.

Ken escorted several carriages to the port, and there were caravans and adventurers everywhere.

The northern border has indeed become a lot more dangerous, and the number of mercenaries and bounty hunters is surging.

The escort team became mighty under the blessing of [Dragon Thorn Knights].

Both Langmingway and Ken realized that:

This kind of huge team can deter the looting group on weekdays, but in this wilderness full of ambitions, it seems like a conspicuous target, which may be targeted at any time.

……

Ivandi woke up countless times from the pain.

He was huddled in the pickled cargo box, and he could no longer smell the stench. In a sense, he had become a part of the rotting meat.

The cargo box was opened.

The looter glanced inside: "It seems to be still moving, probably dying, let's feed the beast something fresh tonight."

Ivan felt the light shining on him.

Afterwards, the knight's body was thrown in, and some things were hooked out, and fed to the mounts that had previously fought.

He was wounded, exhausted, and had no desire to move.

But hunger was like some kind of nightmare, slowly eating away at his heart, and then a voice sounded in his mind.

"You are surrounded by meat, you are very hungry."

"Open your mouth, you can try some small pieces."

"The looters will kill a lot of things, maybe not all of them are people, there are some small animals, you will treat it as a failed barbecue."

……

at this time.

Blood trickled down to Ivan's mouth.

He stuck out his tongue to touch the warm liquid, and it turned out to be a bit fishy and sweet, like the work of an elf bartender in his memory.

Ivan shook his head and licked the surrounding area clean.

He regained some strength, and the distracting thoughts in his mind gradually disappeared.

But this former playboy couldn't hold back his tears anymore.

The marauders held him...

Not for the bounty at all.

Ivan advertised that he was the son of the lord of [Elwei City-State].

It belongs to the Pistonk Empire.

Although in recent years, the new regime of the empire is re-establishing its rule, Erwei has almost broken away from the jurisdiction and belongs to a small semi-independent country.

But in the eyes of the outside world...

It's still part of Pistonck.

Many people in the North have been hurt by Pistonk.

Those brutal military strategists like to advertise their strength by torturing captives.

Nasa and Suta were once prisoners, and they hated the faces of Nanjiang, especially Ivan, an idiot who was complacent about the honor of the city-state.

Ivan became sober.

There was a whine in his stomach.

He slowly stretched out his hand to the side, and when he touched a stiff corpse, his whole body trembled.

But it's been a long time...

He chose to go around the body, taking the nearest chunk of flesh under the body.

Ivan curled up.

He hides in the darkest corners.

He tried his best to hide the sound of crying and chewing.

　Hey, let's put Riwan on the weekend, cuckoo, the project is still too busy.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)