this is my ark journey

Platinum looked around at the other diners, and focused on the female Caprini in the corner.

She has dark skin, with a pair of golden curved horns, and a magic staff is slanted beside the table. With the sensitivity of a platinum dignitary, she frowned instantly.

"That's not from Letania, um, this feels like Sargon's side?"

"Well, this woman has some problems, you look out of the window."

Platinum heard the sound and looked again. Through the window, he saw a group of people with dirty clothes walking along the street. There were black crystals on their exposed bodies. The citizens of Letania hid on both sides of the road, pointing at each other with disgusted expressions. , while some heavily armed gendarmes were monitoring the ranks.

"Those infected people working in the mine?"

"They are so pitiful." Lisa's sympathy overflowed, and she had an urge to take out her own food.

Ren didn't speak. Obviously, the infected people in Feuerbach are more pitiful than the infected people in Wollenmud. Writing the quarantine area reads as a concentration camp, but the land is like this. In a way, they can exchange labor for food, Even better than Casimir's infected before.

"Often things, Casimir was not as good as this before. The infected in the city can be used as a show, and occasionally receive funding from companies. The infected in other places all fend for themselves. Their only hope is to enter the city. Then go to the underground arena where the death rate is extremely high. As for Ursus, tsk tsk, that is hell, and he is not even qualified to be cannon fodder." Platinum began to spread negative energy again, which made the little fox depressed.

The earth is so real, that's why Ren was pushed so high, only because the places he walked have undergone drastic changes.

"Look more closely."

Platinum was stunned for a moment, thinking what would be interesting about a group of infected people working hard, so he observed carefully, and saw that some people who were seriously infected were 'invited' out of the team, and some warlocks were communicating with them.

"Your ore disease is very serious? Jazz has recently developed a technique that can delay the pain?" Platinum could lip-sync, read the content of the conversation directly, and then felt something was wrong.

"The nobles of Letania are so kind? They even treat ore disease for free."

"Of course not. This town is not as simple as it seems." Ren said with a smile, which immediately reminded the two of them.

Ashes never touches fish, even if he enjoys the journey, he has a clear purpose.

"No wonder you chose this place to stay. I'll look for clues." Platinum stood up as he said that. As a professional, he already had an action plan in his mind.

Sneak into the isolation area first, and quickly figure out the population flow, such as whether those who have been taken away can return, and how many new infected people are newly added every month. As a result, just after putting money on the table, a few military police in dark black uniforms Just approach the restaurant and come straight over here.

Have you been eyeing us for a long time?

Platinum frowned, and quietly touched the dagger, but was stopped by Ren's eyes, and stood up with a professional smile.

"Sirs, what's the matter?"

The gendarme first checked the documents. These documents were all faked by Bai Jin himself. Of course, there was nothing wrong with them. After returning them, they said with a straight face:

"Jazz raised the town's alert level, and all outsiders will be housed together. Please cooperate with us."

"Why, we still have to go to Carilea to find relatives!" Platinum suddenly became unreasonable, pointing to Caprini who was peeping from a distance, "She is also a foreigner, so why should she be treated differently. "

"He is Earl Hohenlohe's attendant, of course it's different." The gendarme laughed, and it was hard to be angry when facing a beautiful girl, but instead made a 'please' gesture like a gentleman.

Do you want to do it?

Platinum secretly went to see Ren, and seeing the latter shaking his head slightly, he also had a plan in mind. The mother-in-law asked from whether the residence was clean to who should pay the money, and was finally escorted away.

Ren didn't speak the whole time, and it doesn't matter if he pretends to be ugly anyway.

The gendarmes were divided into two teams. They sent Ren and the others to the isolation point, and then walked to the corner of the restaurant. A man who looked like a captain saluted.

"Your Excellency Carnelian, why haven't you returned yet?"

The dark-skinned beautiful girl named Carnelian raised her head and pouted towards the door: "What's wrong with Sir Feuerbach?"

"There is a small situation in the territory, so the alert level has been raised." The gendarmerie captain nodded.

Minor situation?Is someone wrecking it?

Carnelian had also heard about the incident on the northwest border, and thought it might be the Casimirs who came to make trouble, but he didn't take it seriously.

"May I take it that you are issuing an expulsion order?"

A trace of boredom flashed across the face of the gendarmerie captain, trying to maintain a smile: "I dare not, but now Feuerbach is in danger, please leave early."

"Okay, I'll leave tonight." The black-skinned girl gradually frowned when she saw a few people leaving. She was here to exchange supplies, but she always felt that something was wrong here, and she always had doubts in her heart.

Who made that annoying little count an infected person?

Chapter 420 Change the sun for Letania!

I had just entered the city for half a day, and I was invited to the isolation point before I had a good look at the scenery of the town. This is a three-story hotel, which is generally clean, and there are many people living in it.

From merchants to travelers passing by, all were gathered, and a large number of gendarmes stood at the door. As for the complaints and uneasiness, they had already been appeased by the compensation of five hundred gold pounds per day by Your Excellency the Sir.

There's nothing wrong with eating and drinking for free and getting paid for it.

"Damn it, are they all blind? Why do you think we are a family of three, and we only have one room assigned!"

Platinum was cursing, and she didn't even dare to protest, because it would make the relationship between the three of them clear.

"They are indeed blind. How could you and I give birth to a Volper." Ren lay on the sofa and pressed the remote control, but he couldn't receive any channels.

In fact, Terra's race is not easy to distinguish. Lisa hides her tail very well, and she can't tell her race just by her furry ears.

"More than that, I'm only 25 years old, how can I have such a big daughter!"

"Didn't you say you were 17?"

Bai Jin was stunned, then his white face turned red, and then turned blue again, he flew onto the bed, buried his head in the pillow, only saw a pair of pure white legs swinging up and down, obviously extremely angry.

Where did I go wrong?

Ren crossed Platinum off the list of "normal people" again, looked up, frowned, as if staring into the abyss, and looked away to remind:

"Hey, your panties are showing."

The person on the bed didn't move for a moment, and then twisted into a twist, Ren stretched out his hand and slapped the thrown pillow away.

It's really the opposite, and now I dare to do it.

"Brother Ren, can't you be gentler to Sister Cinderella?" Lisa held her forehead like a little adult.

"Honesty is my virtue." Ren said solemnly, and came to the window to look outside, with a sneer gradually appearing on the corner of his mouth.

The smell of scum...

In fact, he discovered the clues outside the city. The working infected people are like herds. Some people will pick some at regular intervals. This is done very secretly, but it still cannot escape his eyes.

This town has the poison of the Witch King, and there is a high probability that it is the ruler here. The reason why Ren is obedient is that killing the poison is useless, but it will scare the snake.

Letania's Witch King Remnant Poison is different from what Longmen encountered. This side is more hidden and more cautious. Neither of them knows each other's true identities, so it is difficult to catch one and involve a large one.

The street was gradually deserted, and the few street lamps released a faint light, and the patrolling military police walked by, making the sound of neat leather boots.

This town deep in the hinterland of Letania is under martial law. As Casimir's de facto general counsel, Ren certainly knows that it is impossible for any knight to infiltrate here to cause damage.

Is it civil strife, or Ceobe and the others?

The answer was unknown. He glanced at the tall tower on the distant mountains, and always felt that the entire region could be seen there, and any disturbance would be noticed.

Forget it, it will always pop up by itself.

He closed the curtains, sat on the chair by the door with his sword in his arms, and said to the little fox who came out of the wash, "Don't take off your clothes tonight."

"Is it dangerous?"

"Be cautious on other people's territory, but with me here, you two can rest assured to sleep." He took out the dragon knight's longbow and a pot of arrows, and threw them to Bai Jin, who was pretending to be asleep, "Put them under the pillow."

The girl sat up and saw the blood-red moonlight shining in from the window and sprinkled on Ashes, her beating heart calmed down for a moment, as if with this man around, she felt an infinite sense of security.

She pulled the little fox onto the bed, and pursed her lips again: "Why don't you sit on the bed, that chair is so hard."

Ren didn't think much about it, and sat on the edge of the bed with the knife in his hand, leaning his back against the head of the bed. To him, the distance of a few meters was meaningless. Since he wanted to keep watch, it would be better if he was more comfortable.

After turning off the desk lamp, only the moonlight was left in the room. Ren closed his eyes and fell asleep. He was about to collect equipment to pass the time, but he opened it suspiciously.

"You two don't sleep, what are you looking at me for?"

Ashes don't need to rest, but humans are different, fatigue will affect combat effectiveness.

Both Baijin and Lisa didn't sleep, they exposed their heads out of the quilt, their eyes fluttered, and they closed quickly when Renn looked over.

Forget about Lisa, are you a kid too?

"Can't sleep?"

"Well, I always feel a little scared." Lisa nodded, her green pupils reflecting the blood-red moonlight.

Ren originally wanted to say that as long as I am here, you can sleep peacefully even in hell, but thinking about how a little girl knows so much, he changed his posture and leaned inward.

"How about I tell you a story."

"Yeah!" laughed Lisa, who hadn't heard a bedtime story since she left Mom.

Ren thought for a long time, but there was no fairy tale in his stomach, so he flicked the hilt of the sword to pretend to be a bell, and his tone was low.

"One day the bell rang, and somewhere in the desert, an ashes opened his eyes, and then he saw a group of orc-eared men saying something he couldn't understand..."

Accompanied by the moonlight, he simply regarded himself as the protagonist of the story. Lisa stared wide-eyed, feeling that the story was strange, a little less childish than what her mother told, and a lot more vicissitudes. As for Bai Jin, she simply pricked up her ears, Listen silently to the epic created by Ashes.

It was late at night, and even the military police at the gate began to doze off, but in the mansion a thousand meters away in a straight line, the origin stone crystals were still emitting brilliant light.

Precious minerals are only used as lighting facilities here, illuminating the precious mahogany floor, illuminating the weird artwork on the wall, and those thick bookshelves, and the whole room reveals a low-key luxury.

Sir Feuerbach was wearing a red-rimmed warlock robe, and was recording something with a quill, while a long red horn was placed beside him, and an elegant voice came from inside.

"Sir, are your things ready?"

"It's already on its way, Your Excellency the Scholar." Jazz stopped his pen and asked again: "Nuyue has used the technique of Sarkaz witchcraft, are you sure you want to use it?"

He didn't ask what it was used for, or that 'scholar' represented the will of all of them.

"It's for the remnants of Sarkaz's witchcraft." A joyful laugh came from the red horn.

"It looks like you're going to do something big."

"Well, a thing that completely changes our living environment, who wouldn't want to go back to the sun?"

These words made Jazz's breath stagnate, but he was not happy, but his tone became colder.

"Your Excellency, the sunshine in Letania was not pleasant before."

The memory of the Witch King era still exists, and that kind of horrible and chaotic history can no longer be staged. At that time, nobles may also be killed at will, and even wake up to find that the people in their territory have turned into mummy for no reason. Everyone Silence like a cicada.

The twin queens are very powerful, but the nobles have also regained a lot of power, but they are not killed like dogs like in the Witch King era.

"Sir, no one misses that era. The world calls us the aftermath of the Witch King, not the Witch King's minions." The scholar replied without sadness or joy.

Feuerbach nodded. They were only looking for power, but no one wanted to revive the Witch King. In fact, the twin queens were able to rebel successfully because the Witch Kings betrayed their relatives.

"Yes, as long as the shadow of the Witch King does not return, I also support changing the sun, and no one wants to be a sewer rat." The jazz paused, and then asked: "Then I want to test His Excellency the Marquis of Hoffenheim? "

Changjiao was silent for a long time before replying: "He is a servant, don't let the wind out, and there is one more thing I want you to do."

"please say."

"Help me find a few tails. They have been following me, but every time they approach, they will stay away." The scholar fell into deep trouble.

Jazz's eyes flashed, one was surprised that anyone dared to follow the scholar, and the other was that in this way he could know the real identity of the other party.

"How can I reach you?"

"No need to touch."

After the words fell, Sir Feuerbach's pupils suddenly widened when he was puzzled.

The quill floated up, as if being held by an invisible hand, and was rustling writing on the white paper, unexpectedly drawing a lifelike sketch in front of my eyes.

The three girls seemed to come alive, and the fields and mountains emerged again. The tall tower is very familiar, isn't it the Hoffenheim area?

Sweat dripped from his forehead, Jazz swallowed, and looked at the resplendent chandelier, it turned out——

A pair of eyes were silently staring at him...

This feeling makes people palpitate, but with Jazz's experience, he can't scream out, just bowed his head and smiled wryly.

Everything has a price. If you step towards the power of the Witch King and obtain a communication platform, then there must be a price. When you really participate in something, these costs will appear.

"Your Excellency, I will perform the 'sacrifice'."

He seemed to have said this sentence with all his life's courage. Once the ceremony begins, he will turn from darkness to light, and completely become the public enemy of Letania and the earth, and all the nobles of the high tower will become enemies.

"Your sacrifice will be rewarded, don't worry, the sun will dawn in Letania, and the sacrifice will be compensated." The scholar's voice was still elegant and cheerful.

Jazz was taken aback by what he said, and soon a smile appeared on his face, how could he forget this.

If something happened to the queen, whoever would hold him accountable, and the people in this territory were turned into slaves, scholars could easily make up for it.

The Earl of Hohenlohe next door is very good...