quicksilver blood

Chapter 47 Trailing
"You mean, you're going to the City of Fortune with Kluveen?"

Claude frowned slightly.

Just like the elders don't want their children to go to some inappropriate places, the old bishop of the Goddess of War doesn't want Roland to go to a place like the City of Fortune.

It was not a question of worrying about whether Roland would learn bad things during this trip, but a question of whether Roland could come back.

Claude was worried about what if Roland was deceived in the City of Fortune.Once Roland's identity as a half-goblin is discovered, or he is simply targeted, Roland's position as Druid will bring disaster.

City of wealth, land of lawlessness—

Claude heard from one of his students.In the slave trade in the City of Fortune, they would not send the heirs of nobles and churches back safely and collect a part of the legal ransom as in the tradition of other places, but sell them as common or even rare commodities.

They didn't take into account that this method of inverting the noble and the humble would tarnish those sacred and noble blood, but instead used it as a gimmick to increase the value of the commodity.

- simply presumptuous!
Claude could not accept this kind of defiance of authority.Even Bansa lifted the ban on extravagance some time ago and allowed merchants to sell fresh beef and mutton to civilians, which made Claude very incomprehensible.

He firmly believes that what level of food should be eaten by what level of people.Just like in the slums of Bansa, during festivals, the shrine will distribute white bread and milk, and those poor people will suffer from diarrhea for a long time after feasting.Claude believes that this is because their blood does not allow them to eat this noble food.

There is a clear distinction between superiority and inferiority - this is Claude's bottom line.

He really likes a sentence that God Tyre said - he doesn't know his humbleness, that is, he doesn't know his awe.

If everyone is equal as the Yali people advocate, maybe that group of untouchables will lose their awe of the gods.

This is something that Claude cannot accept anyway.

In Claude's view, Roland should never be mixed with people like Kluvern.As a half-elf, Roland has part of the blood of silver mixed in his body, and he is completely different from the vulgar, violent, and stupid mountain people.

Poor blood is contagious——

"If possible, I still hope you don't go to Fortune City. It's not a good place."

Claude said to Luo Lan completely sincerely.

"I know that too. But I do have something to go there." Roland's tone was calm and firm.

Claude sighed and nodded.

After all, Roland was not a member of their team. Although he had something in his heart that he wanted to tell him, he couldn't say it because of his own position.

Claude also knew in his heart that he was not someone from Roland, and he had no position to say anything.

But from the standpoint of an elder, he still pulled Roland aside and muttered something to him earnestly.Roland also listened to Claude's kind warning with a serious face, and nodded from time to time.

After Esther left, Roland immediately went to see Kluvien and told him that he had something to go to the City of Fortune, hoping that he could bring him along.

In addition to going to the City of Fortune to find clues about the death crow's job change, and taking advantage of the prophet's advantage to get some things, Roland has his own plans.

He must act with Macken and his party.

To be precise, Roland wanted to go to the White Tower with An Ruosi.

However, the same sentence - no position.

Not only did Claude have no position to interfere with Roland's thoughts, but Roland also had no position to follow Macon and the others.

Whether as a Druid or a rescued survivor, Roland had no reason to continue to follow Macon and the others after he arrived at Karal.

After all, Marken and the others are mercenaries on the surface.Those are the guards of the God of Contract, and only they can guarantee their credibility.If anyone could be as reliable as a mercenary, why would you need a mercenary?
Even if Claude trusts Roland, he has to consider the thoughts of Macken and others who are "mercenaries".While hiring a group of people, they want to drag another person into the team-whether this person is a protector or a protected person is obviously not very good.

So Roland planned to withdraw from their field of vision first.When Claudia received Edward, Macken and Kluveen left the team to report to their superiors, Roland joined the team as a friend.

Coincidentally, Roland also needs to go to the City of Fortune to take some things with the advantage of the Prophet, and see if he can find some information about changing jobs to sue Crow.

...And, practice leveling by spawning monsters reasonably.

"Then, Roland and I will leave first."

Kluvien pushed the door open and came in, with a pack of heavy luggage on his back as thick as a bear.But he seemed to have not memorized anything, smiling very relaxedly and heartily.

Claude nodded secretly.

The City of Wealth does not allow strong men above the gold level to enter.Based on Kruveen's combat experience, a battle of this level shouldn't be a problem for him.

In this way, Roland's safety may be guaranteed.

"Kluween, protect Roland after completing the customs clearance documents, and then come back after Roland's matter is resolved. At that time, we will meet in Luther Town," Macken said in a deep voice, "An Ruosi !"

"exist!"

The young wizard wearing a monocle nervously clenched the crystal wood cane in his hand, with a little joy reflected on his face.

"Kluveen is no longer in the team during this time, and the safety of the eldest lady depends on you."

Macken patted An Ruosi on the shoulder, and said earnestly.

"Yes!"

An Ruosi looked serious, with a faint light shining in his eyes.

Roland saw it and didn't speak, just smiled.

He turned around and called Kruveen out of the room together.

After they left the hotel, Roland suddenly stopped after taking a few steps.

"What's wrong? Our swordsmanship genius?"

Kluvien turned around and said teasingly.

Roland raised his head slowly, and said in a strange tone: "It's nothing. I seemed to hear a few birdsong just now, but I didn't recognize its species. I was a little curious."

At that moment, Kluvern's face changed drastically.

Then he laughed loudly pretending not to care, and patted Roland on the back hard: "Ahaha, as a Druid, your basic skills are not good enough!"

But Kluvien no longer walked ahead by himself, but fell back inadvertently, equal to Roland.

"where?"

The moment Kluvien lowered his head, his mouth moved slightly, and he asked in a voice that only Roland could hear.

Roland shook his head.

"It's probably local," Roland replied with a normal voice and tone, "Don't worry about it. It's almost winter, and it's hard to catch birds that can still jump outside."

Cruvien was silent.

Roland's words were not just ordinary complaints, but the code word of the legion where Kluvern belonged.Mainly used to communicate under surveillance.

He could tell from Roland's words that their current situation was very serious: the monitors were locals, most likely a local official force, but he didn't know how many there were, and it was impossible to determine the force they belonged to.

Moreover, as a magician, Roland couldn't tell how many people were following behind.This shows that the strength of the stalker must be at least above the silver level.

Undoubtedly, the multiple silver ranks—and the plural silver ranks of stealth occupations are absolutely impossible for the two of them to resist.

... something serious happened.And it was aimed at himself and Roland.

Kluvien's heart was as bright as a mirror.

At this moment, he just hoped that the two of them would not be seen when they walked out of Macon's room, and that they would not implicate Macken and the others who knew nothing about it.

"Then, shall we hurry up?"

Holding his last extravagant hope, Kluvien asked Roland.

But Roland shook his head: "No need, just walk slowly."

The moment Roland said those words, Kluvern knew that the battle was inevitable.

No need to hurry up - this shows that they are not being targeted because they are outsiders, or because they are simply robbing money.The enemy is indeed coming towards the two of them.And the one who dares to hunt down a druid in the city can only be another druid.

In this case, even if Roland and the others quickly fled the city, it would be meaningless.Since they dared to take action in the city, it meant that they would not let Roland and the others go because they gave in.

Therefore, instead of expending a lot of physical energy on running and being caught up in the end, it is better to walk slowly, find a place to relax and wait for work, and ambush them.

Just when he gritted his teeth and was about to take out the dancing shield from his back to strike first, Roland stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Don't worry," Roland responded in a low voice, "They are coming towards me. Let's separate. You get rid of the small group of enemies and gather through the south gate. I will go find you then."

"Then what do you do! What is your friendship as a mountain dweller!"

Kluvien shouted angrily.

"You'll kill me if you keep following me," Roland whispered mercilessly, "I have a way to get rid of them, but your goal is too big and it will expose my identity."

... If that's the case, then what's the point of going to gather? !

Kruveen sighed deeply in his heart.

Now, he can only trust Roland.I believe Roland can escape.

Just because of the words of the two of them who no longer concealed it, the surveillance around them continued to increase at a speed visible to the naked eye.In such a short period of time, even Kluvern's perception could feel several pairs of eyes staring at him.

I realized that if I didn't run, I really couldn't run away.So Kluvien gritted his teeth, turned around and ran towards the west.

(End of this chapter)