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To the west of the town of exile, about [-] kilometers away in the wilderness, a team of about [-] people is heading east all the way.

This is not the first time this team has come to the Tarantan wasteland, but it has never gone so deep—when Brother Lowell was the supreme commander of the Holy Priest Cavalry, he only stopped at the desolate stronghold.

This cavalry team of holy priests who came to the Tarantan wasteland again had more than a dozen nobles with noble family crests pinned to their collars.

"With another one or two hours' journey, we should be able to see the town of the undead. We can resupply there and cross Tarantan in one breath."

In front of the queue, the majestic paladin Joyce Andre, wearing full armor and a red cloak, put away the map and turned his head to say to the unarmored noble children in the queue.

After eating and sleeping in the open for many days in a row, these Shiga nobles who came from the Shiga King's City looked a little sluggish, and they were all refreshed when they heard Andre's words.

"It can be regarded as being able to meet people... This wasteland is so desolate that it makes one's heart shudder. I really don't know how the people in that stronghold endured it." The young noble with his eyes exposed sighed wearily.

Joyce Andre pretended not to hear what he said, lightly clamped the horse's belly, and ran to the front to explore the way.

The dozens of unlucky ghosts in the desolate stronghold were all private soldiers sent out by Camor Town to hunt down and kill civilians. As a native of Camor Town, the paladin Andre didn't want to follow Wangcheng at all. It is too embarrassing for the nobles to mention this.

The Nightmare Butcher had promised that if decent people in Camerle Town were willing to pay the ransom, he would release them back, but no decent person in Camerle Town would do this kind of deal with the Nightmare Butcher!Is it because I am afraid that someone will catch me if I don't have a sore foot, or what?

The respected Brother Lowell was invited by the Nightmare Butcher to stay as a guest, and he even drew criticism from within the Prosperity Church. Even the authority of the Holy Priest Legion was stripped away!

Andre knew very well that if the reputation of the undead had not spread to the Principality of Shiga and attracted the attention of the Prosperous Holy Land, the letters written by Brother Lowell would not have been taken seriously at all, and this visit would have been impossible at all!

Not long after, a paladin acting as a scout found traces of the undead, flattered him and came back to report to Andre.

"It's very close, everyone, speed up!" Andre turned around and yelled.

Andre himself didn't realize that when he came to the Tarantan wasteland again, he had removed the undead from the enemy list from the bottom of his heart...

This is not just because Andre had personally seen the undead taking care of the civilians of Kamal two years ago (in the alien time), the bigger reason is that the private soldiers of Kamal that he saw in the desolate stronghold, although Lived the hard life of being forcibly held in the wilderness and moving bricks every day, but they did save their lives, and they all had a rosy face.

After all, the desolate stronghold is built by these dozens of private soldiers, and Yang Qiu has to take care of his three meals a day; he eats high-calorie food on the earth plane every day. A bunch of fat people came out.

What Andre, the paladin of the Prosperity Church, didn't know was that he defaulted to the undead as allies, but the players in Exile Town regarded them as bosses that could be farmed, and they were shouting loudly to make a big group...

Ten minutes later, the paladin cavalry, who were on their way, met a large group of players who had driven out from the exile town to brush the boss.

The Holy Priest Cavalry, who had seen the undead of Tarantan, was quite calm here. After all, they had seen the army of undead two years ago. Never thought that these undead would turn against them.

The player... has a shocked expression on his face.

"Which dude from RNM said it was the BOSS? Isn't this all a green name!!"

"Which bastard did a good job?!"

"Wori can first identify the NPC information before yelling, is it fun to play people?!"

After the shock, the group of players who ran out for dozens of miles to fight the boss were so angry that they jumped and scolded their mothers.

...Unfortunately, the players from the mining group who first discovered the "unfamiliar NPC team" don't know where to transfer their life skills, so there is no need to vent their anger on these players.

So...the Holy Priest Cavalry, who came from afar, looked at the group of undead rushing to the front of the army in a daze, and then dispersed...

It was also thanks to the "Online GM" who recognized the Prosperity Church flag unfurled by the Holy Priest Cavalry that the farce of the undead army beating up the visiting group did not occur.

Master Liu, the "online GM" who was on duty in the town of exile, learned that the visiting group was approaching from the player's field of vision through the GM authority.

"A visiting group from the Prosperity Church? Is that what Brother Lowell said in a letter?"

When Anthony the tailor, who vaguely became the deputy mayor of the exile town, heard about this, he immediately thought of the letter that Brother Lowell had asked the dead to bring from Westham not long ago.

The railway between Exiled Town and Westham has not yet been completed, but it is not difficult for the two sides to communicate... Just pay a few undead coins, and some undead will help to deliver errands and deliver things.

Hal, Tuttle, Pansy, and Rogerm went out, and the remaining members of the ex-thieves squatted in the town of exile all the time; at the beginning, Anthony and his group were not without resentment in their stomachs, but After a long time, I gradually got used to it...

After all, life in Exile Town is much more relaxed than before when you were a bandit in the Sorensen Mountains. You don’t have to worry about being attacked by fellow bandits one day, and you don’t have to worry about a mercenary group jumping out of nowhere to kill them. ——Even an army may not be able to break through the defense line of the undead, let alone threaten their personal safety.

Anyway, the benefits promised by the lord Yang are the same, the salary is the same as the subsidy, and the food and drink are the same. After the railway is repaired, they want to go to the big city for vacation and no one stops them, so why rush out to go out with Hal They worked so hard for the lord Yang so hard.

Brother Lowell got along well with them when they were in the town of exile, and he didn't say he looked down on them, who came from the bandit group. Anthony remembered the black-robed ascetic monk, so he took the initiative to agree with Master Liu's proposal: "Since you are a monk Your guests should really be treated well."

"I have a lot of dried meat stored there. I'm going to ask someone to open the cellar." Manan the butcher got up immediately.

There are few living people in the exile town, and although a lot of crops are planted in the land opened in the valley, they are not suitable for farming—but the exile town has never said that there is no shortage of meat, it is only for practicing the life skills of butchers Players can't finish eating the wild beast meat that comes back.

Manan went to get the dried meat, Anthony took people to make room for the guests to rest overnight, and Master Liu invited a few people to go with him to pick some fresh vegetables—to entertain more than 200 living people, the ones that are always in the cafeteria There must be not enough vegetables.

The Holy Priest Cavalry, who were inexplicably disgusted by the undead, took the map provided by Brother Lowell and touched the valley where the exile town was located. From a long distance, they saw several men as strong as bears waiting on the loess road in front of the town. to greet them.

"Good day, everyone in Prosperity Church, I'm Anthony of Exile Town." Anthony, who was about the same size as Wagner, stepped forward and waved to the approaching guests, "Who is Joyce Andre?"

Andre dismounted quickly, took the rein and walked a few steps forward: "It's me."

Anthony was also a resident of the royal capital of the Kenyan Empire, and Andre, who was dressed in excellent full-face armor, could not frighten him, so he naturally stepped forward and stretched out his hand: "Brother Lowell mentioned you in a letter, respected paladin, Please take a break in the town of exile, and then go to Innatrix to meet Brother Lowell."

Andre couldn't help but look at Anthony twice before reaching out to shake hands with Anthony.

"Everyone, please." Anthony politely made a gesture of invitation, and then walked to the front to lead the way.

The strong men who came with Anthony also showed kind smiles, and greeted the holy priests who dismounted one after another to go into the valley.

Andre glanced at Anthony, who was leading the way, and subconsciously turned his head to look at the strong men standing by the side of the loess road.

The living residents of Undead Town, if he remembers correctly... Brother Lowell mentioned in his letter last year, it seems that they are all a group of thieves who came out of the Sorensen Mountains.

Now that Andre sees this group of people, he can also feel the faint aura of gangsters on them, but it has to be said that the calm and steady temperament revealed by these people's words and deeds also makes him Very fresh.

——After all, he spent two years with veteran national team cadres like Master Liu and Lao Geng. It would be illogical if most of the gangster spirit in these people could be washed away.

Entering the valley with a sense of freshness, the visiting group of Prosperity Church, who came from afar, saw a small town that not only conformed to their imagination before coming, but also shocked them very much:

There is no aesthetic feeling at all, the streets are all made up of randomly built bungalows, and the streets are full of undead!

In addition to the undead that can be seen everywhere and cast curious eyes on the visiting group, there are still a small number, but it is hard to ignore-zombies!

Andre, who was leading the horse, followed Anthony into the town. When he turned his gaze, he found a zombie standing upright by the roadside, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

The Shiga nobleman who was following Andre also saw the zombie with a particularly refreshing appearance, and suppressed exclamations one after another.

It wasn't the first time for them to see zombies. When they passed by the desolate stronghold, someone had witnessed the zombie general issuing missions in the stronghold, but it was not as close as it is now.

"It doesn't matter, the zombies in the town don't care about the living, they only deal with the undead." Anthony turned back to comfort Brother Rowell's guests, "Even if someone actively approached those zombies, they would not react, let alone Attacking people is safer than undead."

Andre nodded silently, looking around calmly.

After the Holy Land notified Brother Lowell to send a visiting delegation, Brother Lowell, who had not written back to Shiga after a year, quickly sent back a letter, happily providing a route map across Tarantan (by the undead engineer Drawing), and the suggestion that supplies can be repaired in the town of the undead.

This suggestion... The Prosperity Church struggled for a long time before accepting it. After all, the Tarantan Wilderness is really barren. If you don’t supply in Undead Town, you have to carry a large amount of supplies from Camor Town. This will undoubtedly slow down the speed of travel. .

If you don't go to Tarantan, you have to borrow from the Sokri Empire and cross the Sorensen Mountains, which will take longer.

It was also because of the need to resupply in the town of the undead on the way, the members of the visiting group were greatly reduced to only a dozen people, and Andre, a holy priest who had gone deep into Tarantan and met the Nightmare Butcher, was also specially transferred. The cavalry served as the escort for the visiting group.

When he received this task, Andre himself didn't have much dislike. He was also curious about how the black magician who had denounced his inaction face to face would manage the territory under his protection.

Now it seems... as long as the large number of undead and zombies that can't be seen directly can be ignored, this undead town doesn't seem too bad.

The roads in the town are all dirt roads that have not been hardened, but there is no sewage or garbage everywhere. The sanitation and cleanliness alone are better than Andre's hometown of Camerle Town.

After all, there are only about 100 living people in the whole town, so there is no way to produce that much sewage and garbage... and the undead in the town neither need to eat, drink, nor excrete, so naturally they can't ruin the town into a miasma.

Surrounded by the undead all the way, the visiting group was taken to Life Lane.

Life Lane is considered to be the place with the highest density of living people in the exile town. Most of the more than a hundred civilians from Camerle Town who had never been to Inadoli lived in this street; Andre, who was leading the horse, followed Anthony into this street. In the spacious streets and alleys, you can see many civilians sitting in front of the bungalows preparing decorations for the winter celebration.

These civilians have obviously adapted to living with the undead and zombies. The undead coming and going on the street can't attract their attention, but the visiting groups entering the streets arouse their curiosity.

"Mr. Anthony, are there any guests in town?" A male civilian who had nothing under his right elbow and was arranging items with his left hand curiously greeted Anthony who was leading the guests.

"It's Brother Lowell's guest, a visiting group from the Prosperity Church." Anthony replied casually.

"A person from Prosperity Church?" The disabled civilian who asked the question was amazed, and looked at Andre and his pedestrians with a bit of curiosity and nostalgia, "He is from Shiga Principality!"

"Hey, that master knight seems familiar." Next to the male civilian who lacked his right hand, another male civilian with an empty left trouser leg stared at the holy priests passing by and blinked his eyes, as if thinking of something, Surprised and said, "Ah... isn't this... the people who came to chase us back then?"

Andre silently turned his face away. Among the holy priests, some ascetic monks and paladins in white robes who recalled the incident two years ago also lowered their heads with red faces.

The members of the official visiting group in the team couldn't understand the embarrassment of these holy priests all day long. The young nobles who used their cloaks to shield them from the cold winter wind pulled down the scarves covering their faces and stared at the commoners on the side of the road with frowns.

Just after noon, the winter sun lazily emits light that is not dazzling. The civilians who had lunch before the start of work in the afternoon sat in front of their houses and arranged the decorations for the winter celebration. products and food to eat during the festival.

The Shiga nobleman glanced over and saw more than a dozen physically disabled men after a random count.

The dense settlement of the undead, the disabled civilians, and the addition of the two clearly caused the young nobleman to misunderstand something. He asked with a gloomy face and a hint of anger: "Mr. Anthony, why are there so many disabled civilians here?"

Andre and many holy priests who heard this sentence of accountability were shocked.

Anthony turned back with a half-smile: "Well...why don't you ask them yourself?"