Sword and Sorcery and Martial Arts

Chapter 572

Early the next morning, Baron took Miles out, preparing to hire some mercenaries to return to the Nord Kingdom.

"I think if you tell those mercenaries that there is such a terrible disaster in the Nord Kingdom, they will definitely not want to go there with you." Miles said as he walked.

"But if they find out the truth after they arrive at our place and feel that we have deceived them, it will be even more troublesome." Baron said.

"Actually, you can go to the continent of Velen to buy some slaves and come back. You should know that slavery has not been abolished there, and slave duels are very popular. There are many powerful gladiators in the slave market who are sold." Myers said .

"It's such a waste of time. By the time I return from Velen Continent, it may be too late." Baron shook his head.

"Actually, you don't have to go to Velen Continent. The merchants there will transport some slaves to sell here from time to time." Myers said.

Baron's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Are there any people you know who are well-informed?"

"What do you want to ask?" Miles asked with some doubts.

"Ask them if they have any slave ships coming over recently. I plan to snatch some of them back." Baron smiled.

"Are you crazy! Even if you are much stronger than before, it is impossible to deal with all the guards on a slave ship by yourself!

And even if you can kill them, it is impossible to drive the ship back. Myers looked at Baron with a shocked look.

"Shouldn't we hire some help now?
When the time comes, you should watch carefully, anyway, with your combat power, it probably won't be of much help. "Baron patted Miles on the shoulder.

"Do you have enough money? How many people can you hire?" Miles asked again.

"Don't worry, I still have tens of thousands of gold coins with me." Baron smiled.

……

On the way to Dragonfire City, Mythel learned that the king of Nord had received the news, so she turned around and headed for Winterfell.

Wandering Soul hadn't come to such a southerly position yet. Along the way, she saw many people migrating south with their luggage, including nobles and commoners.

Standing under the walls of Winterfell Fortress, Michel looked up at the blue sky.

The sun was shining, the sky was clear, and there was no sense of impending disaster.

She followed the bustling crowd into Winterfell Stronghold, and then wandered aimlessly in the streets.

What happened on the holy mountain made Misaier feel powerless.

This is not only a catastrophe for the Nord Kingdom, if the number of wandering spirits continues to increase, maybe the creatures on the entire continent will become extinct.

There is not a living creature in the whole world, only mindless wandering spirits roaming the land.

Thinking of such a cold and terrifying scene, Missel felt a little depressed.

I don't know how long it took, and Michel walked near the gate to the south of Winterfell Fortress.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
Heavy and orderly footsteps came from outside the city gate.

"Everyone get out of the way!" A man shouted loudly outside the city, and this voice made Michelle feel a little familiar.

A group of soldiers in heavy black armor walked into the city gate in a neat line.

Excellent armor, a uniform team, and firm eyes under the helmet. Seeing such an army, everyone around them subconsciously held their breath.

Michel recognized the man who was at the head of the procession on a horse.

How did Hammer come here? Did they also get the news?

Michelle didn't go up to say hello immediately, but followed behind the team, and she was going to wait for a place with few people before asking him clearly.

Hammer took these dozens of soldiers all the way to the castle in the fortress.

He dismounted from his horse and was about to enter the castle. Michel stepped forward quickly, but several soldiers stopped her tacitly.

Hammer heard the sound from behind, looked back and found that it was Misaier and said a little excitedly: "Great, you are really all right."

He looked around and asked with some doubts: "Where is the Rhodes? Where did he go? Why isn't he with you?"

Michel came over and replied, "He has gone to the north, why did you come here?"

"The chief maester asked me to come. He predicted that a terrible disaster was about to happen, and asked me to bring more than half of the soldiers in Rhodes' territory." Hamer explained.

"Then where is the old man now?" Michelle asked again.

"Still on the way, he plans to bring all the mechanical giants that can still be used in the ruins, and he probably will arrive tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

You wait for me here for a while, I'll be right back.

I am going to meet my uncle in the castle now, he is the head of the fort now, I have to go to him to get permission to let the lord's army enter the fort, most of the soldiers I brought are still waiting outside the fort. ’ replied Hamer.

"Then go quickly." Michelle nodded.

Michel stood there waiting for a while, and Hamer came out of the castle, followed by a burly old man.

After the two of them spoke a few words, the old man patted Hamer on the shoulder, and then walked into the castle.

After seeing Hammer approaching, Michelle said, "I have some bad news to tell you."

"What's the matter?" Hamer asked.

"A crack leading to the world of the dead appeared on a peak of the Nord Holy Mountain in the north. Countless monsters born in the world of the dead came to the real world through that crack..." Misel stopped in the middle of speaking, thinking I'm very sad and can't bear to continue talking.

"I know this. The chief scholar predicted it, and he showed us some pictures. This is indeed a terrible disaster." Hamer nodded.

"Baron was on that mountain at that time..." Michelle took a deep breath and said.

After hearing this, Hammer's face turned pale, and his eye circles were a little red: "He will definitely survive."

……

"Ah, ah, ah." Baron, who had just arrived at the beach, sneezed twice, and rubbed his nose with his hand.

Behind him was a large group of mercenaries who looked ferocious.

"What's wrong?" Miles asked.

"I just feel a sudden itchy nose." Baron replied.

"Have you ever heard of a saying? One sneeze means someone scolds you, two sneezes means someone is thinking about you, it should mean someone is thinking about you." Myers said.

"Speaking of which, I suddenly remembered something. Did you dream about me last night?" Baron asked.

"How do you know?" Miles smiled awkwardly: "But don't worry, I don't have any thoughts about you, I just dream about you normally."

Baron's face darkened when he heard Miles' words.

Trying to justify is like covering up, and he didn't think about that at all before.

"I remember you were quite normal before." Baron said.

"I am also normal now. I say this because I have met too many abnormal people here during this period, and I am afraid that you will misunderstand that I am as abnormal as those people." Myers said loudly.

"That's good, let's arrange for them to board the ship now." Baron patted Miles on the shoulder.

Miles nodded and turned around to negotiate with the heads of the two mercenary groups they hired.

Afterwards, the heads of the two mercenary regiments loudly issued the order to board the ship, and the mercenaries boarded the merchant ship hired by Baron in a panic after receiving the order.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Baron frowned.

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