Shadow Covenant

Chapter 217 "Goodbye"

The rolling sound of the wheels stopped abruptly, and after the scenery outside the window stopped, Veranduo heard someone calling her name.

She lifted the curtains and saw the bodyguards her mother, Susan Edith, had found for her.

Silver Jon.

A young female mercenary with half Goente and half Baviaro blood, although she is only 21 or [-] years old, she is also the leader of an adventure group, and the adventure group she leads is in the Southern Principality The area around the Amber River Basin has a high reputation. This time they also came to Palermo accidentally because of a mission. They originally planned to take the airship of St. Lawrence back to the capital of another country known as the "Pearl of Gorgon". Karen, but after being found out by Susan, spent a sum of money to hire this adventure group with the same destination and a reputation in the industry as the escort for this trip.

In the two days since leaving Palermo, Veranduo, through the hideous and terrifying corpses of unknown monsters lying on the ground, has already raised her eyes to the heroic, stern-looking mercenary captain in front of her, who looks like a big sister. Enough awe and love.

"Sister Xavier, what's the matter?"

There is a brimming smile on this delicate little face protruding from the window of the carriage, coupled with the pity in my eyes, even Xi Weier couldn't help sighing secretly after seeing this noble girl's appearance and temper. Among the human nobles she has seen, she is considered to be a rare type, especially when the carriage is resting, she can often see this noble girl shuttling through the camp, with that naive little teapot, pouring tea for people and listening to adventure stories. After the past two days, many people in her mercenary group have developed an attitude of caring and pity towards this younger noble girl who nominally went to the imperial capital to study.

Some people called her Miss Edith before, but now everyone calls her Vilando, or Miss Vilando.

Originally, Xi Weier wanted to laugh, but after thinking about the main purpose of calling her this time, he restrained his smile, his eyes were slightly straightened, and his expression was serious.

"It's like this, Miss Willandot, I'm about to pass through the Scorching Canyon. I heard from the locals that there are often intermittent bursts of toxic steam fog recently. Because they have no experience, the scouts and the locals are exploring the way. It takes a lot of exploration. It will take a while, so we may have to camp directly on the spot later.”

The Hot Canyon is the only way to pass through St. Lawrence. It is a stretch of extinct volcanoes, surrounded by several towns. It is said that there were evil red dragons nesting here a few centuries ago, but when humans unified most of the After the southern border, although these are dangerous areas, after being firmly surrounded by human kingdoms, no large monsters such as red dragons have settled. The only common possibility is the kobolds migrating in from the surrounding forests. , the skin is also affected by the perennial sulfur, and the color of the scales is closer to dark red.

After hearing Xi Weier's words, Veranduo immediately showed surprise and worry, as well as tolerance and understanding.

"Ah? Is that so? Be careful! Safety comes first."

Seeing that Veranduo was so understanding, Xi Weier didn't continue to say words of persuasion, but she didn't prepare a few words, after all, she knew that Veranduo was not such a person, and she was not like those employers she wanted to eat. Same, greedy, stingy and questioning, their favorite thing to do is to keep their wages.

"Well, we will start when a safe path is found out."

Xi Weier ended with this, and when he left, he could feel the deep worry of the girl behind him.

This is indeed the case. With the curtains down, Verando, who is sitting in the comfortable compartment, is very worried at the moment.

One is the fear of the unknown, and the future is uncertain.

The second is that it reminds her of her cousin Woody who has not been separated from her for a long time. His adventure route should be all the way north, which has nothing to do with her trajectory to the east of Palermo. Listen to the pictures in Sister Xiweier's team Uncle Lu said that there are many more monsters along the way than here, and they are also more dangerous. The scattered city-states do not have the strong execution power of the kingdom, and many monsters migrating in the wild are left alone. If you are unlucky, you may even encounter them. dragon.

Thinking of the ferocity and power of the dragon in fairy tales and bard legends, Verando couldn't help but pray to the goddess of life in her heart.

I hope Cousin Woody can arrive in Northland safely along the way, and then he can come to St. Lawrence to find her in June next year, according to the aunt who lives in St. Lawrence and is a college lecturer.

It was early summer at that time, the lotus in the tree-lined lake on both sides of the Queen's Road outside the college, and the jasmine and pansy planted next to it would cover the entire road and field of vision. In the evening, when she returned to the apartment in the afterglow of the haze, she felt very beautiful just thinking about it, and how she wished that Woody could also see the scene of a hundred flowers blooming in his aunt's description. Nothing can be seen, and St. Lawrence also has one of her favorite mechanical theory research subjects. It is said that there is a huge stone statue more than 30 meters high at the entrance of the college, which existed before the establishment of St. Lawrence. It is said that St. Lawrence There are often couples witnessing below...

The unscrupulous fantasies made this 15-year-old girl blush, and at the same time, her inner prayers became more sincere, and even some irrational requests, such as if there is any danger, just come to her and don't find Woody Cousin and the like, after all, she has learned from Xiweier's team members in the past few days that they are very powerful, and they killed the black dragon in the Amber River Basin under the leadership of the big sister.

And this time I went to Karen because there seemed to be an evil dragon making trouble there, and asked the nearby city-states to pay them young and beautiful virgins. They were invited to go as a dragon-slaying team.

Veranduo asked them curiously more than once.

"Aren't you afraid of facing the dragon?"

And their answers made Veranduo extremely excited.

"Of course a person is afraid, but under the leadership of the leader, I have never been afraid. At worst, we will enter the River of Styx together. When the time comes, I believe that the leader will take us to fight those damn devils in hell. After all, she is our The Frashalu in my heart."

In the historical myth of a certain country in the south, Fulasalu represents the Valkyrie who saved the crisis. According to the local people in the south, for this girl who saved dozens of city-states and two kingdoms in history , obviously has a level of worship, and Xi Weier can inherit this name, obviously in a certain sense, in the eyes of the saved people, there is actually not much difference between the two.

And this is why Veranduo feels that her side is extremely safe. She now regrets that she failed to keep Woody. In this case, she can actually go to St. Lawrence, and then take a flight like Sister Xiville The boat arrived at Karen, and then climbed over the mountains from the surrounding mountain roads. From there, you can also reach the Northland, but the area is different.

But it’s too late to say these now, and when Cecil was immersed in silent prayer and was ready to go camping again after the tent was set up, and when he learned more stories from the adventurers, there was a sudden burst of noise outside the carriage. The noise caused the carriage to shake strangely.

When Weilando heard the coachman cursing, it was obvious that there was something wrong with the horse. She thought it was just the horse being frightened, so she didn't pay much attention.

But in less than five seconds, she heard a plop and the sound of her knees falling to the ground.

It's the coachman outside the door.

Weilando was a little curious, she planned to open the car door, but as soon as she opened it, a vast and invisible pressure immediately swallowed the words in her throat that she hadn't uttered yet.

At the same time, the coachman's trembling voice, which was almost crying, sounded in his ears.

"...Dragon... there are dragons in the sky!"

Weilando swallowed, and when she saw the horses kneeling on the ground with all their stunned limbs, and the other people looking up at the sky devoutly, she also raised her head.

But at this moment, only the back of it leaving and heading towards the valley can be seen.

But even so, Willando can still see it.

It was a huge dragon like the sun.

The scales shone golden under the sunlight.

……

Entering the territory of River Valley City was smoother than Woody imagined. After the carriage drove steadily for an hour, Woody and Cecil saw River Valley City standing in the darkness like a towering mountain, but because Due to the night access control, the only two suspension bridges were closed, and only the surrounding dark waves circulated outside the city.

Woody and Cecil didn't want to force their way into the city with spells, but directly chose a location with a wider view and parked the carriage on the hillside, quietly waiting for the dawn of the next day in the carriage .

Cecil has been busy reading the spell handwriting, and his words are polishing the gemstones for the next ceremony more carefully.

He still didn't hold back, and took the initiative to ask Cecil about the materials for the conduction ceremony of the soul spar. Fortunately, as a spellcaster, Cecil has all of them, and as a price, he will get all the materials he obtained in the Great Rift Valley. The proceeds, except for the heart of the tree, went to Cecil.

The money and the goods came together, and Woody's enthusiasm for work was particularly high.

At least until the second day, this is already the third day Woody entered the Golden River Valley. When the slightly warm sunlight outside the window penetrated through the curtains of the carriage, Woody's spirit was extremely excited, and the ceremony in front of him was even more exciting. It's just the last step.

As long as this is done, a ray of divinity belonging to the spider goddess Rose in the natural shrine can be summarized into the soul spar, and the natural shrine that he spent a long time making can finally get rid of the seal and become his link to nature again. Ritual items, no longer just serve as a mascot that can only be seen but not used.

Rubbing his slightly dry eyes, in the end Woody still didn't proceed to the next step, because the carriage had already started, and there was still a lot of time to go to the Lost Temple, and he was not in a hurry to finish all at once that night, let alone After finishing these, I still need to find a place to arrange the ritual enchantment, and it will not be too late to do it when I rest tomorrow night.

He got up and walked out of the room. At this time, the door of the carriage was open, and he could just see the scene in front of the carriage. Cecil seemed to be sitting on a chair at this time, eating breakfast gracefully. The dark circles under her eyes, and the sound of pages turning last night, it was obvious that she hadn't slept well either.

Tsk, it's still strong tea.

Woody wanted to say that staying up late hurts the body. Some mages' physical fitness is not good at all, and some of them can even do experiments because the water element is too strong. They have a sudden bad cold and die before they can be sent to the temple.

This is no joke, without the protection of spells, a simple blade can kill a seemingly mysterious and invincible spellcaster.

But when I turned around and thought about it, I didn't feel much better, so I stopped talking.

Shi Shi ran to the front, and greeted Kafferman who was resting on the recliner, and then glanced at the tabby cat, which seemed to be unable to lick enough, and whose hair could never be groomed, smiled. Just sitting next to Cecil, the warm winter sun has just reached the treetops, the night has faded the last trace of impurity, the sky is light blue, Woody took a breath of sober air, and went with her Looking at the river valley city not far away, which is deeply embedded in the green grass and is located in the rolling hills.

From a distance, you can see that the closed suspension bridge is now wide open, and there are scattered pedestrians on it, farmers pushing wheelbarrows to deliver grain to the city, and women with baskets in their hands who don't know what to do. On the way to the city gate, you can occasionally see a carriage going out of the city. On the shaft of the carriage is a polite coachman, dressed in a black uniform and white gloves, extremely professional.

When Woody entered the city gate in a carriage, the guards at the gate didn't even stop them like other ordinary people. They just removed the horse barrier respectfully and let him pass without even looking up.

The status of the nobility is obviously very high.

After entering River Valley City, looking at the streets on both sides that are not prosperous in a certain sense, Woody is also cleaning up.

After all, in the final analysis, a city without the flow of people is lifeless.

What's more, River Valley City is not big, and most of the prosperous buildings inside are for nobles or wealthy businessmen. At this point, they should still be sleeping in front of the fireplace at home, sleeping very comfortably.

Only most farmers or ordinary people who live in nearby farms and grow crops there in exchange for the necessities in the city will enter the city at this time.

Last night, Woody saw a lot of wooden houses scattered on the hillside or beside the stream, which also proved this point.

But what Woody and Cecil didn't expect was that not long after entering the city, they saw an unusually familiar person.

Lord Cohen.

It's just that his current attire is much more refined than what he met in the wilderness, and he is extraordinarily noble with his aristocratic costumes, but the expression on his face is extremely gloomy, even decadent.

Woody recognized at a glance that Cohen in front of him might not have been encountered in the wilderness, but the so-called impostor.

The spirit of nature created by Viscount Cohen's wife!

(End of this chapter)