Black Knight From Blue Star

 In the small camp, the campfire made crisp popping sounds from time to time.

Barron glanced at Hardy from time to time while eating gnocchi.

Hardy naturally felt it. He didn't raise his eyes, but said angrily: "Always look at what I do, and I don't like men."

"No, you..." Barron pointed to the elite-looking Silver Winged Cavalry around him: "You sent them here so early. Did you know that my father would make a deal with you? Or did you send them here earlier? I just want to shovel the backyard of Jefferson’s house.”

 “It was just an accident.” Hardy said seriously.

 Barron shook his head vigorously: "Do you think I will believe it?"

Hadi sighed softly, he believed it or not.

 But Barron really didn’t believe it.

 Because Hardy is now very famous and is recognized as a big shot.

 So-called celebrities naturally have filters.

 Many times, the success of celebrities by chance, or the victory brought by the platform or environment, will always be regarded by outsiders as their ‘wise’ choices.

 Attribute these unexpected successes to the abilities of celebrities.

 Hardy now also has such a halo in the eyes of others.

 He asked the Silver Wing Cavalry to leave first. It was really just more convenient when he was simply escaping.

 After all, running two days early will give you some early advantages.

 At that time, there will be less obstacles.

 The reason why we came here is simply that the troops on this road are relatively empty.

 At this time, it is just a coincidence that the soldiers are stationed in this place.

 It’s just that many people can’t believe this is a coincidence.

Barron would not dare even more.

Hadi finished eating the gnocchi and went back to his tent to sleep.

 Barron looked at Hardy's back, with admiration and fear in his eyes.

 Then he also returned to sleep in a tent arranged for him.

It’s just that he couldn’t fall asleep, and he thought about it over and over all night long.

Thinking about my own family, if one day it really becomes hostile to Hadi, how can I, the successor, win.

 The more I thought about it, the more terrible it became.

At dawn the next day, Barron walked out of the tent with a pair of dark circles under his eyes.

 He watched Hadi eating with a group of soldiers and walked over.

Then he observed Hadi vigorously, subconsciously imitating everything about him.

The other person’s eyes, the other person’s attitude, and the other person’s expression.

 Learn from the strong, this is one of the family mottos of the Maga family.

 After finishing breakfast, Barron took out the map he had prepared earlier.

After watching for a while, Hardy asked the Guards Corps to continue stationed here. Then he rode his war horse and walked to a high mountain with Barron.

From there you can see the whole city of Philadepia.

 A huge city built on the sea.

 Three deep-water ports are busy with merchant ships coming and going.

"It seems that the business environment here should be good." Hardy praised.

 Just the next moment, something hit him in the face.

 I saw a large ship that obviously looked like a warship appearing on the beach.

It did not run to the docks of the three seaports, but stayed close to the seaside and stopped on the north side of the city.

 “What is this warship planning to do?” Hardy was a little surprised. At this time, Barron suddenly thought of something, and his expression became a little subtle.

Soon, a puff of green smoke came out of the white-sailed warship.

This green smoke drifted away with the southeasterly wind and soon covered the northwest corner of the city.

Hardy's vision was very good. After turning on the nightmare vision, he could even see everyone running under the green mist, and then fell to the ground struggling after a while.

 After a while, no one under the green smoke moved.

Hardy was stunned. He opened his nightmare vision wider and saw farther in disbelief.

 Then it was indeed discovered that the people under the green smoke were all dead.

Hadi could even vaguely see the black blood they spit out.

 After the warship finished casting green smoke, it slowly sailed into the nearest dock.

 In other words, this warship belongs to the city of Philadepia.

 At this time, Hardy felt that his scalp was numb.

 After coming to Aijaka in the north, Hadi felt that his outlook on life had been refreshed again and again.

 The nobles of France do have a lot of fun, but they just like to have relationships between men and women and eat pharaoh meat.

Even if there are nobles who bully men and dominate women, they only harm a few, or even a dozen, people a year.

Moreover, the proportion of pure bad aristocrats in France is also very low.

 But here in Aijaka, in just a few days, Hadi witnessed two things that broke the bottom line of human morality.

The lord of this city actually used poisonous fog to massacre his own people on a large scale?

This matter is too outrageous and exaggerated.

Hardy turned to look at Barron.

Barron swallowed and said: "The lord of this city is Anderson Dotru, he is an alchemist."

"Alchemist?" Hardy frowned: "So he just used his own people to test potions?"

Barron could clearly feel that Hardy was angry.

 He didn’t know why, but he felt very scared, and said: “Brother-in-law, I just heard...don’t be angry with me.”

"you say."

  巴伦舔舔嘴唇，继续说道：“多特鲁家族，当年被精灵族揍过一次，具体起因不太清楚了。”

"when?"

"About thirty years ago." Barron explained in a low voice: "Dotru was only about eight years old at the time. He saw with his own eyes that the elves released a cloud of poisonous mist from the sky and killed his grandfather. Father, uncle, all grown men. And then when he grew up, he became an alchemist."

 “What next?”

"He is afraid that the elves will come back." Barron said in a low voice: "So every two or three years, he will conduct a poison test to increase the vigilance of the people in the territory. If the elves really come, there will be Preparation, and doing so can also strengthen the resistance of the people in the territory."

Hardy thought it was ridiculous. He said coldly: "People have been poisoned to death, which can be regarded as improving poison resistance."

Barron said with a grimace: "Actually, everyone in Aijaka in the north knows about this. In the past, he was very careful in using poison. Even if someone died, it would only be one or two, but this time it seems that the dose was too much. so…"

Hardy was silent, looking quietly at the harbor ahead.

Barron asked cautiously: "Brother-in-law, are you angry?"

"It's nothing." Hardy said with an indifferent expression: "I'm just wondering if this Lord Dotru is our target."

 “He’s just one of them.” Barron swallowed.

 He saw ice and fire in Hardy's eyes.

“Oh, that’s a coincidence.” Hardy shook his head helplessly and said, “Barron, do you think we have any hope of successfully breaking through the city if we attack directly now?”

"certainly!"

Barron nodded vigorously and said firmly. (End of chapter)