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Northern Inquisition of the Merchant Alliance.

About 10 days south of Winterfell, a pure black tribunal sits here on the plain, and within a radius of nearly 5 kilometers, it is a restricted area that no one is allowed to enter by the Merchant Alliance.

This is the Merchant Alliance, the ruling center of the northern underground world.

The officials here are either the highest justice, responsible for legal work in the north; or they are the highest-seat consul, responsible for administrative work in the north.

The most powerful among them are the nine chief referees.

They are a group of top commanders who integrate administrative law and military affairs.

There is also a person in this group that Sherlock is familiar with, that is the goblin Onion.

As the former Lord of Winterfell, Onion, who was completely petrified after the crisis in Winterfell, became one of the top judges of the Northern Tribunal.

This is of course due to the Onion City Lord's many years of running Winterfell and his outstanding work ability.

Of course the most important thing is that he has money.

In the world of the Merchant Alliance, money is everything, and money can buy everything.

Although it is a bit inaccurate to say this, the amount of money you make is really related to your personal ability, at least in the merchant alliance, this is true.

The newly appointed Oniontou is already very familiar with his work content.

Even his office had been planned out in his time, just like his old office at Winterfell.

Onion Tou sat on his chair. He looked at the surrounding environment as if he was still the city lord, but now he was no longer the city lord, but one of the top referees of the World Merchant Alliance in the northern underground.

"Referee Onion, there is a person who wants to see you. But he has not made an appointment."

Just when Onion Tou sat down in his office, the secretary outside knocked on the door and spoke to him.

"Which? Who?"

Onion Tou didn't let him in immediately, but asked.

"He said he knows you. I have already told him that you cannot come in without an appointment, but he has been waiting at the door and said that if you see this thing, you will definitely meet him."

When Onion Tou heard what his secretary said, he thought about it strangely and stood up, then opened the door. The secretary outside handed over a strange badge with the words "Roji Langkaimi" written on it.

"Let him in."

Onion Tou said to the secretary, thought for a while and then said back:

"Don't let too many people see it."

The secretary was stunned for a moment, but he quickly walked out. Not long after, an ooze monster left. The ooze monster came in wearing a gray coat and a pair of sunglasses.

Even with such a complete disguise, anyone with long eyes can tell that this is an ooze monster.

"Long time no see, Onion City Lord, no, I should be called Onion Chief Judge now."

When Onion Tou heard the ooze monster, he seemed to recognize him. He looked puzzled. After all, he had never seen the ooze monster in front of him before.

But he still waved the secretary out, and then made a gesture to invite the ooze to sit down.

When he saw the ooze monster sitting down, Onion Tou didn't speak first. He was waiting for the ooze monster to explain its purpose and why it was holding a Loki Langkaimi badge.

"Onion City Lord." The ooze monster showed a meaningful smile:

"This is all a cycle. None of us can stay out of it. The final plan has already begun to be implemented. We need your help, Onion City Lord."

"I'm sorry, I think you may have misunderstood me. I don't intend to participate in any conspiracy or plan. I serve the merchant alliance, not the conspirators."

Onion Tou played with the badge in his hand and said to the ooze monster in front of him.

"Really? Then why did you let me in after seeing Luojilankaimi's badge?"

The ooze monster took off his sunglasses and put them on the table with a smile on his face:

"Just as I thought, Referee Onion, you should also be concerned about the big devil Rocky Langkaimi. Now, the resurrection plan should be launched."

Onion Tou showed an expression of disbelief and felt the ooze monster in front of him:

"how come……"

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A group of weird human goblins and elves with green symbols on their heads appeared in the Duke of York.

They were rampaging through the villages in the Duke of York, each of them with a confident smile of a victor on their face. The people from Victoria made the entire Duke of York tremble.

They would go into the villagers' homes and rummage through the boxes, but they would take nothing. Before leaving, they would complain:

"Why don't you have any equipment? A small medicine bottle would be great."

Only the good-looking clothes, good-looking furniture, and decorative weapons and equipment from the nobles' homes will be taken away by these players. They won't even take a chicken in the village. When there is a The villager wanted to take out an old hen he had raised and give it to a Victoria "officer", hoping that he could introduce him to join Victoria's army.

But the player did not accept the old hen he sent, but quickly shook his hand and said:

"I don't dare to ask for the Chicken God. Then the whole village will come to beat me."

By the way, the so-called Victoria officers are the presidents of those unions. Because every day when they go in and out of the village, they are followed by many players, their union members, so in the eyes of ordinary people, they are like Just like an officer.

Because there is really nothing in the homes of the villagers that catches the player's eye, the result is that the players treat the villagers as if they won't take any of their things.

This also made the image of Victoria's players much higher in the minds of ordinary people. The official propaganda that they were bandits and robbers who came to destroy their homes was also undermined.

On the contrary, it was the wealthy nobles who were unlucky.

However, this situation only lasted for a few days, because the players soon discovered that wandering around the village and the Duke of York's territory would not bring them any benefits.

Because there is no way to quickly return to the Free City of Victoria, they have no way to receive daily tasks, nor can they receive any rewards and reputation rewards from the three hamsters.

What's more, the reputation of the most important crossroads needs to be completed at the crossroads stronghold. If the Wan family is in the Duke of York, there will definitely be no way to go to the crossroads stronghold to complete the task. As a result, they will spend several days in a row. The reputation of Victoria Free City is already much behind that of other players, especially the players in the Eternal Kingdom Dungeon. When most players begin to redeem their first loot, the number of players in Victoria Free City who can exchange reputation and rewards But it was very rare. Even though they grabbed a lot of furniture, equipment, weapons, etc. from the Duke of York, these were nothing compared to the rewards provided by Sherlock.

In addition, the resurrection point is very far away. If they die accidentally while exploring freely, their equipment will be lost in the wild, and there will be no player partners to help them pick it up. Redeem their equipment.

Moreover, the competition between players is also very fierce, especially vendettas and wild fights between guilds are common. After several days, more and more players choose to return to Victoria Free City and the Crossroads Stronghold to continue completing their work. After all, when it comes to game content, there is more game content in these places.

But there are also many players who are keen on exploration. They find that the ground world map is much larger than they thought, especially there are so many nobles, who seem to them like camps leaving the Duke of York. After that, the nobles of the entire kingdom were the targets of their contact.

Although there are not many players who can get out alive, there are always a few lucky ones and people with good abilities.

Several of them got in touch with the nobles outside, because the victory in the battle in the Duke of York made the players in Victoria's Free City stronger in combat, and this matter quickly spread throughout the kingdom.

When a player took the lead in getting in touch with a noble and agreed to bring his guild members to serve for that noble, and only needed to receive a certain amount of money and weapons and equipment as a reward, more and more nobles began to find ways to hire this noble. Yes, these are magical mercenaries that are relatively cheap.

A baron was lucky enough to hire a player from Victoria, and that baron's territory was close to the edge of the Duke of York's territory.

The situation at that time was quite critical. The baron was preparing for a battle with his nephew, another earl next door, because of the inheritance of the territory. His nephew claimed his title, although the difference in strength was quite large. , but he did not intend to give up, but happened to find the warriors of the Free City of Victoria. Soon 100 warriors accepted his invitation, and on the day of the battle, the 100 warriors brought hundreds of Victoria Free City soldiers with them. The warriors of the city took part in the battle.

Needless to say, the final result was that the brave and fearless Victorian soldiers defeated the earl's army. In fact, when those Victorians appeared on the battlefield shouting, the green symbols above their heads had already Most of the enemies were scared off.

These are warriors from Victoria. Just hearing their names has scared most people out of fear. During the battle with the Duke of York, I heard that they can cut people's heads deeply. He can stuff people's eyes into their mouths while talking and laughing, and can cut their arms for treatment while playing chess. Some people are even almost like monsters, calling the wind and rain, wearing shabby clothes, and can release With unimaginable magic, there are even ugly guys who are naked and holding a hammer, exuding holy light...

Who is this human being? It’s terrible.

More and more nobles have also set their sights on the Free City of Victoria. Although this strange force that has just emerged has declared hostility to the kingdom, even their king, Potato II of the Kingdom of God, has War had been declared against their march to seize the Duchy of York.

But there is still no big problem in hiring this group of Victoria people secretly. Besides, when the kingdom's army will set out to attack Vic Victoria is also an issue that has not yet been determined. Maybe they can be bribed with money in the end?

In any case, Victoria's reputation as a free city has been achieved.

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The blond George rode his horse and wandered tiredly in the woods. He had not eaten anything hot for two days. What he ate every day was some insects or small rabbits that he could only catch.

Even if he caught the rabbit, he didn't dare to roast the rabbit. He was worried that the smoke of the fire would attract people from the Free City of Victoria, and it would be hard to say whether he could be let go again.

The blond George was beaten to the point of losing his temper by those Victorians. He had been slowly worn to death by them using this fueling tactic before. Unexpectedly, this time the earls who came to the rescue were used this tactic to wear him down again. Dead, and just like the situation he encountered, when the battle reached the final stage, the Earl's army planned to escape, but the surrounding area was already surrounded by Victorian troops, who did not know when they had surrounded them. Even all escape routes were blocked.

It was an unforgettable defeat.

The blond George could only escape on his own horse, not even paying attention to his lord, the Duke of York. His self-esteem and confidence had been completely shattered by the Victorians. The once arrogant knight was now like an external attack.

After looking around to make sure there were no Victorians with blond hair nearby, George finally breathed a sigh of relief. He tied the horse to a tree trunk, dismounted, found a tree trunk, and sat down.

He picked a piece of grass on the side and put it in his mouth, chewing it carefully. There was nothing to eat now. Of course, he was not eating grass, but the chewing feeling made his stomach feel better. A feeling of fullness.

This is the knowledge that his teacher once taught him. The blond George, who had always had no worries about food and clothing, did not expect that one day he would be able to use such knowledge.

His eyes were moving around, and he was about to see if there were other prey that could satisfy his hunger. At this moment, he heard some movement in the woods in front of him. Could it be that there was prey?

He quickly stood up, holding one hand on the hilt of the sword, and looked at the branches in front of him warily.

He originally thought it was some kind of small animal, but judging from the movement, the opponent seemed to be quite large. Was it a tiger?

But there shouldn't be tigers around here.

Is he a Victorian?

He wasn't sure, and he didn't know if he should leave now, but judging by the sound, there shouldn't be many people there, just two people at most. And when the sound got closer and closer, he was pretty sure that there was only one person coming. And it should be on a horse.

The blond George was heartbroken. He decided to kill the man who was chasing him. Otherwise, if he kept following him, his whereabouts might be exposed to Victoria's people.

The blond George stood behind the tree trunk holding the hilt of his sword, waiting for the person who was chasing him. He had already imagined countless ways to kill the person who was chasing him instantly in his mind, and he also had absolute confidence in the duel.

However, the plan always failed to keep up with the changes. When the man rode through the bushes, the blond George swung his long sword towards the man's upper body. According to his calculations, he could just avoid that man at this angle. Horse, the tip of the sword will cut across the man's neck.

Of course this is just the plan.

The horse rode past the tree trunk where the blond George was. Jinhua George's weapon did slash towards the knight on the horse, but the knight was extremely fast and quickly dodged the blond George's attack and turned over. Rolled off the horse.

The fallen knight quickly drew out his weapon and slashed at the blond George. The blond George raised his arm almost instinctively and blocked the man's attack with his long sword.

Just when he was about to attack again, he was suddenly stunned. The person in front of him was actually none other than the defeated Earl of Shaomai.

"It's you?!"

The two lost people looked at each other and said in surprise.

In the woods, the Earl of Shaomai's horse was tied to the horse of the blond George, and he and the blond George sat next to the tree trunk, grabbed a handful of grass, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it.

The two men soon talked about their escape experience. In the melee, how they rode through the heavy resistance of the Victorians and entered the forest to escape their pursuit.

"Where are you going?"

The blond George looked at the lost Earl of Shaomai and asked.

"I don't know. Anyway, escape from the Duke of York's territory first, and then think of other ways."

Earl Shaomai lowered his head and answered honestly.

"I'm afraid it's a bit difficult. I originally wanted to escape from the territory first, but there are notices posting rewards for us everywhere outside the territory. Those guards who were originally loyal to the kingdom are now loyal to the newly appointed Duke of York, and Victoria. Queen, if they see us, they will definitely catch us or even kill us."

Blond George continued:

"I just came out of town."

"Then do you have any good plans?"

Earl Shaomai asked with concern.

After all, the blond George was a knight who grew up in the Duke of York's Ridge and was active in the Duke of York's Territory all year round.

He must know more about the situation in the territory than the Earl of Shaomai. Many blond Georges nodded and then pointed in a direction:

"We walked in that direction, the direction of the Free City of Victoria, but it was also the direction where the number of Victorians was the least along the way, and we broke out from there!"