Soul Echo

clang!

Ding!

Dang!

Emil's arms holding the sword were raised high, and the excitement on his face had not yet subsided. The breeze from the long sword brushed his throat, and the coldness from the blade made him stand up. Got goosebumps.

"Stop, stop!" The officer stepped back hastily, raised his hand to stroke his neck, and the cold touch of the metal seemed to remain there.

Zhong Ye returned the long sword to the stunned mercenary. The mercenary was stunned, looked at the sword in his hand, and then looked at the back of Zhong Ye, and a stormy sea arose in his heart.

Not two seconds after that officer suddenly had a thought, offering to see Zhong Ye's 'true strength', with a burst of blade light and sword shadows, the officer hurriedly blocked and the unfathomable mystery was defeated.

"Compared to monsters, I'm better at dealing with humans." Zhong Ye waved his hand, "If by fair means or foul, I can kill everyone here in half an hour."

Hearing this, Emil shuddered and couldn't help taking a deep breath.

Because he knows what Zhong Ye is telling the truth, the human body is a tenacious and fragile thing, if the method is right, even a child can kill an adult.

But soon, Emil's face returned to a smile, and the sword was sheathed.

"Although the fortress is under curfew, we can reach the fortress by tomorrow afternoon. Would you like to go have a drink together?"

Zhong Ye glanced and shook his head, "I don't like it very much. Wine."

"What do you like?" Emile asked curiously.

Zhong Ye thought about this question seriously, he really didn't realize what he liked before.

Now that I think about it, since he was a child, his life has been very simple and pure - when he was five years old, because he wanted to be different from other children, his brain became hot and he worshipped the second uncle next door as his teacher. One day, I was so tired that I didn’t want to continue practicing, but my parents dragged me out of bed.

When he was eight years old, the second uncle next door had already taught him everything, but he did not give up because of this, and went around in circles. It has been eighteen years now.

"I like Martial'." Zhong Ye said seriously.

If he doesn't really like it, what kind of inertia can make him persevere for 18 years?

Of course, it's also possible that martial arts allows him to vent the violence in the bones, but he's been fascinated by it for so many years anyway.

Hearing this word, Emil couldn't help but touched his neck again, and even now, he still feels a little terrifying.

Can cultivate a 'Battle Madman' like Zhong Ye, is Easterland such a terrifying place?

Thinking of those Easterlanders who were elegant and generous in their words and sentences, and warm and genial in their dealings with others, Emil couldn't help but wonder if there was a body of lean and strong muscles hidden under their eccentric robes and sleeves .

As the night got darker, the bonfire in the center of the camp gradually became smaller, and finally maintained at an appropriate level, so that the night watchman could see the situation around the camp clearly and would not consume too much firewood.

Many people have been busy all day and have fallen asleep, but Zhong Ye can't sleep.

He remembered the past and couldn't help but miss everything about Earth.

Dan world has many similarities with Earth, the moon looks similar, the same round, the same bright - unconsciously, the time has come to the middle of the moon again.

It's been more than a month since he came to this world. I don't know how Earth's situation is now, how sad my parents will be...

Rolled over and lowered his eyes , sighed softly.

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The grand fortress rises from the horizon, first the watchtower, then the city wall.

As the team moved forward, the Fortress of Cloto was also constantly enlarged in their eyes.

as the saying goes, Wangshan runs dead horses, although the fortress of Cloto is not as huge as the mountains, the outline cannot be seen from a distance, but the reason is the same.

The team slowed down a bit, and the Chief-In-Charge of the various caravans walked between the carriages with their servants, checking and counting the goods, and then getting together to discuss.

Three days is enough time for the merchants to form a loose alliance, and since the second half of the trade route is the same, there is also a great overlap in the types of goods they carry.

Although they stayed in Jiaoshi Town for a few days, causing a vacancy in the market, they were carrying too much goods this time. These goods rushed into the market at one time, which would greatly reduce the price of the goods. is what they don't want to see.

At the same time, there are other merchants coming behind them, so they have to sell the goods as soon as possible.

After listening to Zhong Ye's explanation, Emil was nodded.

"How do you know so much, do you have any elders who are businessmen?"

On Earth, this is something that all middle school students know.

Zhong Ye shook his head, "No..."

Soon, he fell silent again.

The officer has a feeling. Since last night, this Easterland person seems to be more and more silent, and he seems to be thinking about something.

In such a noisy and silent atmosphere, the fortress of Cloto appeared in front of the team. Emil asked one of his soldiers to go to report the news, and the closed side door slowly opened.

Zhong Ye was driving a scooter and diverted from the merchants. The soldiers stationed at the watchtower immediately noticed the movement, looked over, and slowly opened their eyes.

At this moment, a messenger gasping for breath ran up, "Let go, let go! That adventurer is going to bypass the fortress, don't worry about him."

Speaking, he He also leaned to the edge of the table, looked down, and clicked one's tongue in wonder: "It turns out that trolls look like this, so ugly!"

"...I think I have seen that guy." Sentinel frowned , murmured in a low voice.

"Who? That adventurer?"

The sentinel pointed to the pale monster on the scooter, "About seven or eight days ago, I was on night shift that day, so I wouldn't be able to match up at night. Can you send a telescope? It happened that the moonlight was good that night, and I seemed to have seen it that night, it was standing in the woods on the opposite hill."

"Huh?" Someone was sent out to search because of this?"

"Probably..." The sentinel looked at the troll lying on the scooter, and suddenly it didn't look like much.

Zhong Ye didn't know what happened on the watchtower, and was using his poor driving skills to let two horses pull the cart around the fort. Gotta twist.

As Constantinople got closer and closer, Zhong Ye's mood also changed.

He noticed that there seemed to be a little anxiety and irritability in his heart.

What if everything turns out to be different from what I thought? What if this is really a foreign world, and there really is another Zhong Ye, just because that Zhong Ye violently died, what should he do?

Although there is still at least ten days half a month away from Constantinople, Zhong Ye's mood can't calm down.

With so much confusion in his mind, Zhong Ye absentmindedly drove the scooter outside the fortress' satellite town, where he set up a tent.

The army does not allow the team of merchants to stay in the fortress. When the soldiers buy what they need from the caravan, the caravan is no longer allowed to stay in the fortress, and must leave the fortress before night. .

The merchants who left the fortress naturally saw Zhong Ye, and some of them ran over to ask if they needed help. Zhong Ye one after another rejected their kindness.

There are only soldiers in the Cloto Fortress, but they also have needs. It happens that the fortress is located at one end of the 'Clotto Avenue'. There will always be caravans passing here, and the army will place the trading place in the fortress. In addition, when the caravan arrives, it will also take a rest at the market. Over time, the market is getting bigger and bigger.

Some soldiers have lived in the fort all their lives, and they will get married and have children nearby. There is no better place to live near the fort than the market.

Up to now, the market has developed into a satellite town, and the worried army will put the caravan into the fortress, concentrate it in one area, and conduct transactions under surveillance and precaution. It is also easier to find out whether there are spies among the merchants - this is also a no-brainer. Nowadays, many soldiers in the fortress are born in satellite towns.

At the end of the night, someone ran out of the town. He was a servant of the Emile family caravan. He came to inform Zhong Ye that their team could leave tomorrow, and the commission was starting. interview before.

"Okay." Zhong Ye nodded and agreed.

Even when his heart is full of anxiety and irritability, he does not hold back.

If you don't face it, the problem will always exist.