Below, Elden Juggernaut

There was no shelter in Mengliu Lake, and if someone chased him, he would be shot like a hedgehog, but when dawn came, Tang En didn't see Greg's pursuers either.

'According to the distance of the peepers, it is enough to report to the barracks, and the cavalry should be able to catch up in the middle of the night. '

This is unscientific, unless the peeping person is a passing villager, but in the middle of the night, how can a villager hang out outside, not afraid of being eaten by wild animals?

That's weird.

Tang En frowned, and silently stepped onto the small island in the middle of the lake. This place is a few meters above the lake. To the north is the majestic Saint Bridge, and to the east is the shore of the lake. Take out a map to see that the station is not far from the shore. street.

"I'm exhausted." Aina collapsed on the ground, feeling her legs were numb and swollen, and covered with disgusting black mud.

The rest of the faded people were also lying on the ground gasping for breath, like a group of remnants of defeated soldiers. Vic barely stood up with a spear, and looked at the straight back in front of him, also momentarily stunned.

Your Excellency Yixin is indeed a level stronger than himself, and he has no reaction after walking so far.

"A group of rookies, Vic probably has the level of a middle-level knight, and the others must only have the strength of a low-level knight. With the lack of equipment, it is enough to fight a cuckoo knight." 'Twain glanced at a few people, but it wasn't contemptuous.

This kind of strength is already a master in the borderland. I think that when I came here, I was just a miscellaneous soldier, and that clumsy warrior could hang himself up and beat him.

No way, he practiced in advance, and of course he was ahead of the ordinary faders, but thinking about ten years, the faders who woke up first should also have the strength of a hero.

"Your Excellency Yixin, where are we going?" Vik walked with heavy steps.

I said don't use honorifics.

It didn't matter if Tang En glanced at him, he raised his finger and said, "Go ashore and go to Post Station Street."

"Ah? There is the barracks of the Gregorian army there, and there are several noble soldiers nearby. Isn't this a self-inflicted trap?"

"The pursuers didn't come, so I need to find some clues. By the way, there is a treasure house on Post Station Street." Tang En cherished words like gold.

Is there a treasure trove in Station Street?How did I not hear it being said?

Vic was full of question marks, and it was an important node in intelligence, used to maintain and weep the peninsula's line of communication. The faders were indeed a big problem, but this did not mean that the nobles would give up their power.

"Do you have something to say?" Tang En saw his hesitation.

"It's like this." Vic took the map and drew a triangle on it, "Stay Street, Fort Hyde, and Moen City form a blockade, which is the most stable area ruled by the nobles of Nimgoff."

"Block who?"

Vik tapped the small golden tree with his index finger, and replied, "Wulin Town, that's the settlement of Nimgfor faders. Your map is too old, and it doesn't even have this logo."

You were still lying in coffins when I got this map.

Tang En rolled his eyes, pinched his chin and thought for a moment, then he understood.

The contradiction between the faded people and the golden people has become prominent, each of them is on guard, and they are fighting secretly. As for this long battle, who is the winner?

I'm sorry, there are only a few trash fish left in the faded ones, the nobles are gone, the demigods are imprisoned, everyone is holding hands, and they are going to perish together with the border land.

"The faded person is just a cover, and it has nothing to do with me. There are three important things now: find Serlian, return to Lani, and maybe go to Galid to see the result of the Broken War. Who dares to stop me?" , but it doesn't matter to kill. '

Tang En's goal was clear, so he simply put away the map.

"Break for 10 minutes, let's go to Station Street."

He still didn't answer why he was going, Vic inhaled lightly, nodded and left.

Near noon, a group of people climbed up to the shore of the lake. Not far from the lake is the southern road of Ningmgfu. The mountain goblin in shackles is dragging a carriage slowly forward, while some Kaidan mercenaries and Grek knights are standing on the road. Beside him, he looked warily at the faded people passing by.

It is much more lively here. Civilians, soldiers, and faders are all mixed on the road, and they seem to be in peace, and there is a small town built along the road across the road.

No, this is not a small town, it doesn't even have a wooden wall, at best it's just a market along the road, but it still looks quite lively.

Low board houses, dilapidated stalls, and shelves with all kinds of goods, ranging from mushrooms of unknown shape to white lily of the valley flowers.

Some people dressed in faded colors and aristocrats wandered inside, and the sound of shouting and bargaining came from afar.

"This is the second largest market in Ningmgfu, mainly for the people of gold." Vik walked up and explained.

"Where is the number one?"

"Wist Forest Town, that's where the transactions between fellow faders take place."

Tang En nodded, and he understood where the 'Krypton Gold Flow' faders came from. These people have no taboos and are very courageous. They must have dug up a lot of good things from underground cemeteries and other places, things that are not needed It happened to be replaced by Rune.

No wonder it is called Yizhan Street, which originally means the same as Pedestrian Street, and the so-called Yizhan Street is there.

Tang En looked to the left, there was a wooden fence around there, a few soldiers were guarding the door, there was a bed crossbow on the watchtower, and the mountain demon was pulling the truck in. This is the private land of the nobles, and stores the supplies transported from the Weeping Peninsula to Stonewell. , and he also saw a few faders.

"There are faders in Greck's army?"

Vic looked around, and there was no surprise: "Of course, not every fader will embark on the road to becoming a king. They will either become explorers, or find a village to settle down, or they may seek refuge in all sides of the border. power, becoming noble knights or caravan bodyguards, or even..."

"Even what?"

"Even specifically hunting and killing compatriots." The young man swallowed, and said with difficulty: "These people are called traitors or blood fingers, and they are very powerful faders."

Renegade and Bloodfinger?

Tang En pondered for a moment. If his memory serves him correctly, the former is the organization of Gemir Volcano, which belongs to Lakad, and the latter is the weapon of the Blood Dynasty, which belongs to Menger.

These two are the standard twenty-five sons of the demigods, who take refuge in the outer gods and specifically fight against the golden law.

As for the choice of the faded person, he is not surprised. There are discouraged brothers and ambitious people. If they are full of mission like the undead, the border area is not enough for them to kill.

This is considered important information. Tang En crossed the avenue, leaving only one sentence:

"Now you know why Greg won't let you go."

The faces of Vic and the others were cloudy and uncertain. Of course, they understood that if Greck wanted to spread the news about the grafting of the faded people, then the faded people he recruited would immediately rebel.

Dunn didn't care about the choices of the faded people, and they didn't have to choose either. He just stepped into the market, walked slowly through the stalls, and found that this place was slightly different from the magical town of Selia.

Many of the stall owners are faders, and they sell a variety of items. Many of the products look like they were stolen from the cemetery. He even saw the heart of a flying dragon.

'As expected of the fourth natural disaster, it easily did things that even a demigod would not dare to do. '

Tang En has a deeper understanding of the era of faders. They have the privilege of protecting the Golden Rule and destroying it. You must know that even demigods dare not go to the underground cemetery to steal, so the people below must rebel No, to become a vassal, you have to take responsibility.

Faded people are barefoot and not afraid to wear shoes, so they don't have to think about politics and diplomacy at all. For example, after slaughtering a flying dragon, Guior can't drive out all faded people.

The faders are free, as long as they win the fight, all kinds of resources on the border will be open to them.

Tang En glanced at the price tag on the shelf, and walked past indifferently, but in the eyes of Vik and others, his eyes were too high and he didn't bother to start. Even Feilong glanced at his heart to finish the job. Unexpectedly, someone kept thinking How to kill people and seize treasures.

'Damn it, in order to maintain the character design, I gave all the runes found from the Garek knight to Vic and the others. '

Tang En felt a little regretful. He had already used up his runes in Selia. It seemed that it would be detrimental to his demeanor to borrow money. However, some cheap and interesting things still made him stop.

"what is this?"

A thin, faded man sat behind a small maza with a cigarette stick in his mouth. He got up and looked at him, and said casually:

"Lily of the Valley of the Cemetery, I snatched it from the nearby underground cemetery. There are some ghost things in it that are very troublesome. I lost a brother. If you collect them all, it can be cheaper."

Good guy, he made no secret of his crime.

Tang En saw a faded man dressed as a priest not far away. Hearing this, he didn't rush up to give a physical lecture, and smiled awkwardly as if he didn't hear it.

"And this one?" He pointed to a small box.

"Ashes, but you are unlikely to use them."

"What?"

The thin man didn't answer, instead he yelled at the young man behind Tang En annoyedly: "Vic, where did you find that idiot, don't you know how to do some science?"

Vic scratched his head in embarrassment, and had no choice but to go forward and explain: "Your Excellency Yixin, using ashes requires special props or spells, and these things are quite rare."

It turns out that the soul calling bell is in my hand, and faders can also summon ashes. That's right, if it's the only one, there's no need to have a profession called 'soul tuner'.

Because the price of the ashes was too expensive, and others knew the details, it would be impossible to fool around, so he sprinkled a handful of runes and picked up a few lilies of the valley from the cemetery.

"Uh, this thing is a medium for talking to the ashes, and you need a psychic to use it." Vik quickly reminded, isn't this a waste of money?

"I think it's pretty, can't I watch it?" Tang En's answer made people speechless.

At this moment, he had reached the edge of the station, and the guards at the gate would not allow any faders to approach.

"Vic, how long does it take for this market to clear up?"

"Evening, what's the matter?"

Tang En looked up at the sky, then at the main building of the post station a hundred meters away, and estimated the time. If Greg's subordinates were not idiots, they would have reacted by now.

The faded people near the woods are only Vic's team, and it is not difficult to guess him, which means that the pursuers will come soon.

Coincidentally, Aina, who had gone to inquire about the news, came back at this time. She was about to report to Vic in a private manner, but seeing Tang En's eyes, she had to increase the volume a little.

"I've inquired about it. Recently, there are indeed faded people who can't be seen alive or dead. Wulin Town has issued an investigation mission."

Sure enough, it's not the first time?

Tang En nodded, he had the bottom line. Once the suspicion was fermented, it would be very difficult to stop it, and that arrogant Greg had obviously not been taught a lesson.

Do you think that Stonewell City is indestructible, so you can hide in it and slowly become stronger?It's a pity, you went astray, no amount of limb grafting will help.

The timing is almost here. With your assistance, I can cover up my purpose of looking for a teacher.

Tang En turned his head and looked at the young man with a smile in his eyes: "Vic, do you have a high reputation among faders?"

Vik was terrified by this look, and answered bravely: "It's, it's okay, and it's not about reputation. Most of the faders in Ningmgfor know me, and there are some teams that have cooperated."

"That's good." Tang En nodded lightly, and walked out of the post station street with the knife in hand.

"Come with me, I have a task for you."

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Chapter 140 Four I Like Reasoning

Dozens of war horses rushed into the station like a whirlwind. The leader was a lost knight with two big swords on his back. After seeing several knights waiting at the station, he pulled the reins and the horses raised high. horseshoe.

"Master Owen." A Grek knight hurried forward and held the reins for him personally.

The same Knight as Stonewell, theoretically he has a higher status than the Lost Knight, but the latter has a different status. He is an old knight who accompanied Gregor to break through more than ten years ago.

That breakout battle ultimately fails, as Owen fights to the death with a guy who uses magic, only to be stabbed in the back by a venerable knight and withdraw from the fight.

This is his shame, but also his motivation. His strength and status are no longer what they used to be.

The knight jumped off his horse resolutely, and the accompanying cavalry dismounted one after another. He looked outside the fence. It was almost dusk, and the faders were packing up their stalls and going home.

'These disorderly bugs. Owen cursed secretly. Ever since he was shot down by the magician of unknown origin, he has always hated these "free" people, and threw the wax-sealing document in his hand aside.

"Hughes, His Highness's latest order."

"Yes." When the knight opened it, he frowned and said hesitantly, "A group of faders attacked the patrol and killed everyone including the two knights. How is this possible?"

The faded person is not a murderer, and it is enough to borrow the head of a small nobleman. How could he trouble Stonewell? Even if he did, it would be directed at Greg himself.

"Do they still have the law in their eyes? Don't they just kill whoever they want?" Owen pouted outside the fence, those faded people who looked different, but all were equipped with sharp knives.

Hughes was speechless. Theoretically speaking, the two sides are not equal at all. It's not about power, but that the golden people don't benefit a dime from killing the faded ones, but the faded ones gain a lot from killing them.

"But there's no benefit in killing a patrol, unless..." The knight hesitated a little, thinking of some rumors in the army.

"Are you questioning Your Highness?" Before he could finish speaking, the Homeless Knight looked over coldly and made him shut up immediately.

There are many people questioning Grek, but in troubled times, everyone can't do without a shard monarch, at least he won't behead his head to take Rune.

Besides, this person is one of Grek's wings, not to mention powerful, but also loyal. It would be a disaster if he annoyed the other party and was expelled.

In the current junction, being exiled is tantamount to death, and without shelter, his equipment can be a fat sheep in the eyes of faders.

"Give me your order, please."

"Okay, mobilize troops and find these people for me." Owen threw out a few portraits, which were Vic and others.

Hughes took it, looked at it for a moment, and immediately replied: "I have the impression that it appeared on Post Station Street today, and then went south. It should be going to Wulin Town."

Everyone knows that there is a fader stronghold over there, and it will be difficult to get close if you get close, but at least it will take a day and a night to walk, and there is no rush.

"These idiots really think they'll be fine if they kill the witnesses? That's fine, so I won't bother to find them." The knight showed a bloodthirsty smile and clapped his hands together, "Give me half of my troops, bring enough sleeping arrows, and kill these bastards." Find it out!"

"Sleeping Arrow? Do you want to capture it alive?"

The Lost Knight looked over, his eyes full of helplessness, Greg's biggest problem was that he didn't know how to give up, and he wanted to grab what he couldn't get.

"You just do it!"

......

A group of cavalry entered the post station and came out with a large group of infantry in an instant. All of this was naturally noticed by Tang En. He was sitting in an open-air bar beside the road drinking ale, blocking the rising smoke with his hands.

'A lost knight led the team, five Grek knights, five noble knights, and dozens of infantry followed. '