Realm of Power

In the heavy snow and cloudy sky, an unmarked carriage appeared in the heavy snow and drove into the town of Beit in the western suburbs of Moorhausk.

More than a dozen mercenaries with serious expressions slowly followed the carriage.

This is a very remote town. The entire town is located on a piece of yellow sand. In the middle of the square is an old palace built in the Ikadiva era. As a testimony of that era, the walls are made of solid stone. Hundreds of years of wind and rain have left large and small dents on the solid walls.

Hearing the sweet sound of the harp coming from the roadside tavern, a middle-aged mercenary next to the carriage glanced enviously at the bright yellow light shining through the tavern.

His tongue licked his dry and cold lips, but Qiao Ma Rein's hand still had no intention of spitting out.

Hunger and cold made the faces of these mercenaries look unhealthy for a while, but their eyes scanning the surroundings were still full of vigilance, so sharp that anyone who tried to spy on the carriage felt terrified.

The formation of a dozen mercenaries looks very loose, but experienced warriors can tell that these guys are not just ordinary mercenaries.

This is the instinct formed by those who are responsible for guarding important people. Their formations that constantly change with the direction always block anyone who may be looking directly at the carriage. If someone wants to attack the carriage inside from a distance, they must Stepping over a person's corpse is a group of desperate men who defended the carriage with their lives.

Along the way, many people who tried to explore the carriage were blocked by this invisible aura.

The mercenary leader walking at the front was a middle-aged man of about 40 years old. He wore a copper helmet inlaid with hard leather. The top of the helmet was decorated with red feathers. A pair of strong hands appeared under the shoulders of the black leather armor. , black curly hair exposed from both sides of the helmet, two Under the well-proportioned long eyebrows, there is a pair of white pupils with blue, which look deep and resolute. The thick eyelashes make his eyes like a light bulb flickering in the dark. There is a faint murderous aura that makes people It can be seen that this is an outstanding warrior

"Knight Commander Tetriggs"

The window curtain of the carriage behind him opened a small corner, and a dull and hoarse male voice came from inside, "In order to speed up the journey, you have not rested for two days. There is such a heavy snow tonight. Even if you rush, you will not be able to go far, so why not rest on the spot?" One night, let everyone take a rest before moving on."

"Yes, sir, the wind and snow are too heavy tonight. If you insist on rushing, you may get lost in the snow." Next to the middle-aged mercenary, a thin young mercenary came over and lowered his head. vocal channel,

He has a handsome oval-shaped face, fair skin, and a tall and straight figure that gives people a tight and powerful feeling in the dark. He is the type of young man who is most favored by ladies in upper-class society. An earthworm-like scar on the corner completely destroyed this handsome and extraordinary face, but it also gave this delicate face a bit of ferociousness that belongs to a warrior.

"Sir, the wind and snow are too heavy. There is a high possibility of getting lost." Another mercenary echoed in a low voice.

"Getting lost is indeed a problem." The middle-aged mercenary looked around with sharp eyes and hesitated before nodding, "Okay, Teddy, go and have a look in front and find a place for everyone to stay."

The mercenaries behind him cheered,

This is just a meaningless town, just like most small towns in Vecchia in winter. At night, except for the taverns that receive business travelers, all the townspeople hide in their warm homes and quietly In the snow, you can only hear the ruts rolling on the hard loess road, making a low creaking sound

The thin young mercenary just now couldn't wait to leave the queue and ran towards a bright light in front. In such a cold night, the place where the light is still bright is often the hotel in the town.

The snow is so heavy tonight that the broken snow rolled up by the cold wind almost blocks the view 20 meters ahead. This is a very good sign. In the cold northern nights, a light cold moon is often revealed after heavy snow. , this faint white silver glow is called the "Light of the Lost"

It is the most feared thing by all travelers who are traveling in the snow. Some travelers who are shrouded in this light for a long time will go blind due to the reflection of the snow.

Soon, the mercenary who went to investigate came back eagerly.

"There is a tavern in front of the tavern and there is hot rye wine," the young mercenary's voice almost shouted in a cheerful tone. From his cheerful face, you can see how excited he was.

"Speed ​​up to the tavern in front." The middle-aged mercenary waved to the carriage behind him, with a pleasant smile on his face. Being able to drink a cup of hot rye beer in such a cold deep winter is simply like this. The most satisfying enjoyment in the world

Pushing open the wooden door of the tavern, the steaming smell of wine immediately hits your face, bringing a sense of warmth from the heart to travelers in the depth of winter.

Ty Triggs' sharp eyes habitually glanced towards the corners of the tavern. No assassin would sit in the liveliest center of the tavern. Most of them would quietly curl up in a corner like shadows in the dark. , waiting for someone to take a despicable blow when others are not paying attention.

"We'll sit at the East Corner Bar, which is right opposite the door. We can see everyone in the bar and have enough time to react no matter what happens."

Dale William followed behind Ty Triggs,

His old face looked a little haggard, but his eyes were still like a torch, enough to ignite everyone's enthusiasm. His eyebrows were full of determination, thick and straight, like two sharp swords, and he could vaguely see the winning power of those years. of extraordinary style,

This is a character who has experienced ups and downs. Even if he faces any difficulties, he will never lower his eyebrows.

After running for two days and two nights from Palawan to Moorhausk, I had to be on guard against assassinations from all forces at any time. Even a hard-core man couldn't bear it, let alone this 60-year-old man who was full of responsibility for the kingdom.

A dozen people sat down in the corner of the tavern, and hot rye wine was served on the long table.

"Come, let's have a drink for a safe journey."

Except for the knight captain Tate Triggs who only took a cautious and careful sip, the other guard knights pretending to be mercenaries could not wait to raise their glasses and drink heavily. The spicy ale was poured down the throats of the knights. His pale face turned rosy quickly, and it seemed that even the coldness on his body was disappearing in the hot smell of wine.

"Sir, you should drink some too, to get rid of the coldness on your body." Ty Triggs pushed the ale he had in front of Dale William, "My subordinate has already tasted it, and there is no poison in this glass of wine."

"It's really hard for you this time." Dale William pushed back the ale he handed over and said with an apologetic look, "Drinking made things worse. Ever since I was assassinated by poisoned wine, I vowed never to drink again."

"Who dares to assassinate you with poison and wine?" Tai Triggs looked slightly stunned. 30 years ago, he was just a little boy wielding a sword to chop wood piles. Naturally, it was impossible for him to have heard of the major event that changed the entire pattern of Kyoto.

"It's nothing, it's all in the past." Dell William smiled calmly. Time is like a knife. The person in charge is no longer there, and all the grudges have long been turned into a passing smoke.

"Creak" At this moment, the door of the tavern was pushed open from the outside, and several people walked in from the door. The air in the tavern suddenly became tense.

"Woman, such a beautiful woman"

The half-drunk drunkards opened their mouths wide, holding their wine glasses half empty, with foamy wine still dripping onto their dirty cuffs.

"How could it be her? Why is she here?"

Tai Triggs heard a slightly absent-minded whisper coming from the side. It seemed that even as calm as Lord Dale William, he could not conceal his surprise at the appearance of that woman.

A fat man in ordinary clothes, a woman as cold as snow, and a few tough-looking guards. This combination can easily be mistaken for aristocrats arriving late at night. These people always like to bring a few guards with them. Then he swaggered through the city. This was commonplace in Ruidian where martial arts was at its peak, but this was the first time he saw it in Wikiia.

"It's like a flower stuck in cow dung." Ty Triggs stepped back from the cold woman and curled his lips slightly, but he soon became nervous because the fat man's eyes were scanning the tavern. After that, he walked towards this side without hesitation. A knight wanted to stand up to stop him, but before he could stand up, he was stopped by Dale William with a wave of his hand.

"It's an honor to meet you here." Before the fat man came to the side, the mature and solemn Dale William had already stood up, with a solemn face as if water was dripping from his face. He bowed respectfully to the oncoming fat man.

This shocked Ty Triggs who was next to him. Yes, what he saw was Dale William saluting the fat man, and it was also the kind of right-hand salute that a lower-ranking person salutes to a superior person.

That was the salute of the Minister of Military Affairs Rui Erdian. This undoubtedly showed the identity of the fat man opposite, enough to make a big man like Dale William feel honored.

"It's not an honor, but I've been waiting for you."

The fat man smiled at the corner of his mouth, extended his right hand to Dale William enthusiastically and said, "Since your Excellency entered our territory of Wikiia, I have been waiting eagerly. For this reason, I have been waiting here for a whole day."

"Your Excellency, are you waiting for me?" Dale William's face turned pale slightly. No one can face such a compliment from the Vecchia Falcon and still look calm. The rumor that the Falcon's claws will never fail is not an empty talk. Pile up with the bones of countless heroes, compared with these heroes who are galloping in the era, Dell William would consider himself "old". ..

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