The Alps rode the old horse in front and looked at the ancient avenue ahead that extended the pass of the Wind Valley. The road paved with huge stone bricks has existed here for many years. The traces and cracks on it witnessed the discovery of history. Now they returned to the Golden Falls to help them resist the resurrected monsters in the valley. Hopefully, the Alps thought uneasily.

"Follow behind! Keep up! Don't fall behind!" The red-haired Lianda rode a lively misty horse and ran back and forth by the long team of craftsman players. The iron spear in his hand was wrapped in a roll of rag red swallowtail flag. There was no pattern on it, only a large piece of oil stain. The flag was brought by Lianda from a craftsman player.

Seeing her energetic appearance, Alps had to sigh inwardly. Now the craftsman player has turned her into a "red-haired little demon". No, although this title has a little bit of praise, more players are more dissatisfied with her. They are discussing privately with her "slave owner and her slave"-style march, "it's like escorting slaves or prisoners!" Some players said dissatisfied while resting.

However, people did not dislike her too much, because she was doing her best to do her best to protect her. Since the news of "Mad Dog" coming to Sentinel Town spread, it has caused panic. Alps feels that some players follow the team to Golden Waterfalls because they are afraid of "Mad Dog".

But the number of craftsmen is really much greater than expected. Most of them follow the "Fire Flowers" of Stone Fort, and only a half are craftsmen who originally planned to follow the Alps to the Golden Falls. The most troublesome thing about craftsmen is their tools. The vast carriages set off from the shadows under the walls of Sentinel Town, like a long gray-black worm slowly squirming along the ancient avenue.

With so many craftsmen, there are much fewer guards. Except for the few lone players summoned by the Alps, the rest are all Stone Fort players who were originally used as guards. However, what surprised the Alps was that the lord of Sentinel Town arranged a cavalry team, with about twenty people acting as their guards, but this number was not enough for this vast team.

"This old fox." Mercenary Varin said, looking up at the white-green double-part swallowtail flag on the spears of the NPC cavalry around him, with the sign of the sentinel town lord Tremb Sendevi. He was one of the lone players summoned by the Alps, a black curly swordsman with long-black swordsman, a cunning speculator, and this is what Alps said of him.

"What's wrong?" Alps asked pretended to be puzzled.

"What's wrong?" Varin looked at the Alps. Alps felt that if he hadn't brought his face armor, this guy might have seen that he was pretending to be confused at first glance. "That old guy, the Lord of Sentinel Town, did not let the players of the Stone Fort enter their town, but he turned them away. Now he sent cavalry to protect these players who were rejected by him and avoided it?"

"He cannot distinguish between the players of Stone Fort and the ordinary players." Alps replied with a wry smile.

"Hmph, what he says," Varin looked at the Wind Valley Pass in the distance. "He was just to please the Duke of Golden Waterfalls. After all, he knew where these players were going. Why don't you give me such favors?"

Alps nodded thoughtfully. Actually, these things he thought of at the beginning, but so what if that is the case? Can we still refuse the lord's help? The original guards were not enough. Since the staff sent by NPC naturally would not refuse, but the trouble was that these arrogant cavalry were disdainful to obey the command of the mercenaries, which made Alps feel very troubled. At this time, he couldn't help but remember his previous encounter with the Ghost Sword Brigade, and they were also attacked by the valley tribe. Now such a team is obviously even more attacked.

There is not enough manpower. The Alps told itself again, but how should we prevent the robbers who drive away the wolves? This is a big problem that the Alps have to face.

"Why did you gather so many people?" Varin asked seemingly unintentionally. He turned around and looked at the team, "I don't believe that you can gather so many people with just one word."

What does this guy mean? Alps became alert. "I didn't expect it," Alps sighed. "I could actually summon so many people at once. It seems that my mission has been exceeded."

Varin looked at Alps again, as if he wanted to see his eyes through his face armor. It seemed that he did not believe Alps' words, but at least he did not reveal them. Then he immediately looked away.

"Liehua" Ethran had already set out in advance with Aleya and the tall man Alev. Although they knew that the three of them were more concealed, they looked at their carriage, but they felt that this was not hidden. No, as for their carriage, which required four horses to pull, it was very eye-catching. But in the end, they successfully avoided people's gaze and successfully left Sentinel Town.

But those valley robbers were not so easy to fool. Alps thought, would there be any danger if the three of them were?

However, when I think of the tall man, Alps feel that my worries may be a little redundant.

"Hmph, to be honest, should you do something other than this commission?" Walin suddenly came up and said to him again.

The Alps asked with an interesting look, "Oh? What kind of business is it?"

"Of course it's an intelligence business!" Varin looked proud, as if he was holding a lot of amazing intelligence in his hand. "The new version is here, intelligence is wealth, right?"

"Well, that's it." Alps nodded, "But why do you want to share your wealth with me?"

"So it's business," Varin sighed and shook his head, as if he disliked the Alps for not knowing what it was. "It's not wealth to hold intelligence in his hands. When it expires, it will be lost like sand."

"So you want to use intelligence to pay me back?" Alps asked, nodding.

"Hmph, I really want to exchange information for money, but the pricing of information is still a problem. What if you suddenly say something after you get the information, 'This information is not worth so much money at all' and turn against me?" Varin frowned and said to Alps.

"Don't worry, I'm not that kind of person." Alps said honestly, he still has a good reputation for his reputation. "But it's not unreasonable for you to worry like this, so what are you going to do?"

"Then let's trade intelligence for information, which is fair, right?" Walin smiled cunningly, "exchange Sentinel Town for information from Golden Falls."

Alps was stunned. "But in fact, I don't know much information about Golden Falls." Alps explained.

"It doesn't matter," Varin said hurriedly, "you can let your companions tell me after you return to Golden Falls!"

The Alps thought about it and it seemed like a fair deal, but in fact it was not the case. This time I went to Jinhu City and I don’t know when I could return to Sentinel Town. In other words, the information given by Varin may not be used at all and will be "expired", which means that the things he gave may not be used at all.

As if he had guessed the idea of ​​the Alps, Varin hurriedly said, "My intelligence is very reliable, not fake information that will expire soon!"

Seeing his unyielding look, Alps sighed, "Okay, tell me first." After hearing this, I judged the value of this information and went back and asked Anthony to help me make up for him. Alps thought so.

After hearing the Alps' words, Varin seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and then showed a cunning smile, "Okay, you have to listen, this is quite important information!" As he said that, he pretended to look around and drove the horse closer. Alps immediately felt Lianda's unfriendly eyes and came over.

But Varin still said unconsciously, "Have you ever heard of the 'Brother Beggars' in Alps?"

"Brother Beggars?" Alps was stunned. When he was in Sentinel Town, he had heard many players discussing the plot mention this name, but he didn't have much to understand it in depth.

"Yes, the Brotherhood of Beggars. The information I want to give you is about the Brotherhood of Beggars."

The Alps didn't speak, just looked at Valin quietly.

"The Beggar Brotherhood is a local black organization. The local thieves, scoundrels, beggars and prostitutes in Sentinel Town are all members. No, not just Sentinel Town. It is said that the towns around Sentinel Town have their own power, and even Golden Falls is no exception. However, its real leader is not a despicable person, but the rich merchant Mekwain family of Sentinel Town."

"Mecowayne family?" This was the first time Alps heard this surname, but they always felt that they had heard it somewhere.

"Yes, the Mekwain family, whose family runs the fur and olive oil business. Although people know that the real leader of the Beggar Brotherhood, the old fox in Sentinel Town has never had any evidence to defeat them. In addition, the family is so rich that the old fox will not try his best to suppress him."

"Anyone who comes from Sentinel Town may know this information, right?" Alps thought.

"Of course! But what I want to say next is the main point!" Varin said hurriedly, then he cleared his throat and continued, "According to my investigation, the Mekwain family is not a noble family at all."

"Isn't it a noble family?" Alps was stunned. According to the setting of this world, civilians who are not nobles do not have surnames.

"Yes, they are not recognized nobles, and the nobles of Sentinel Town are mostly disdainful to deal with them."

"Then why do they call themselves Mekwain?" Alps asked in confusion.

"Don't you think this surname is very familiar?" Varin smiled mysteriously. After thinking for a while, the Alps suddenly remembered something. He looked at Varin, and Varin nodded, "Yes, the surname of the Kingdom Royal is Mekared."

"What does it mean?" Although Alps knew this, he was still confused.

"After my investigation," Varin said, looking around again, as if he was afraid of someone eavesdropping. "The people of the Mekwain family claimed to have royal blood. Although the nobles of Sentinel Town disdained this and called them the "Sons of Beggars" - and they seemed to enjoy this title, because they claimed that their royal blood was inherited from the "Beggar King Rennes."

"King of Beggars?" Alps had heard of this name.

"It is said that when the beggar king passed through Sentinel Town to Jin Falls and the North, he took away a woman from Sentinel Town. The woman later stayed in Jin Falls and gave birth to an illegitimate child for Renn. The blood of the illegitimate child was passed down, which is the current Mek Wayne family. So the Mek Wayne family has royal blood, at least they believe it so deeply."

This information was somewhat beyond the expectations of the Alps. If Olaf was here, he might be more interested, right? Alps thought, but he asked suspiciously, "Do you say these are true? It sounds like a fool's make-up?"

"Every word is true!" Varin became panicked, "What you just said is that you are not a person who goes back on your word!"

"Of course, I'm not." The Alps looked ahead, and the pass of the Wind Valley was getting closer and closer. "If you can fulfill your current duties well, I will pay you after returning to Golden Falls."

After hearing this, Walin stopped talking, but instead drove the horse to Lianda to maintain order in the team.

...

Feiyu only discovered Ximoken when she returned to the tavern at night.

"Where have you been running all day long?!" Feiyu asked anxiously as she looked at her.

"I'm sorry." Ximoken lowered his head door in disappointment, but when she saw the wound on Feiyu's body, she showed a look of surprise, "What's wrong with you? Hurry up, I'll help you deal with the wound."

Seeing her appearance, Feiyu felt that it was not good to get angry, so she went into her room and put the bow on the table. Ximoken found a bandage and went downstairs to ask the shop owner for some quick hot water. "I hope you don't just run out like this next time. If something happens, let alone Drake, I won't let myself go." Feiyu said in pain while treating the wound.

"I'm sorry, I've caused you trouble." Ximoken said in disappointment.

Feiyu then noticed that something seemed wrong with her mood. He coughed awkwardly, "Okay, it's not a problem. You will go out next time and tell me that I can take you there, so that I can also protect your safety."

Ximoken did not answer, but just quietly helped Feiyu to treat the wounds. Most of these wounds were bruised and rarely cut. The black tree party chased Feiyu for a long time, and the flying fish was intercepted. If it weren't for the help of the passing players, he might have died there. Although he had heard that the Black Tree Party was very troublesome and many people in the guild had clashed with them, when they really met Feiyu felt that it was much more troublesome than what he heard.

"These madmen..." Feiyu said after inhaling in pain.

"Mr. Feiyu is so amazing." Ximoken suddenly said, which caught Feiyu off guard.

"You, what are you talking about?" Feiyu suddenly was praised by women for this kind of experience. He couldn't help but get nervous, but when he saw the expression of Ximoken staring at his wound, he calmed down again. What's nervous? Idiot, Feiyu told himself that it was just an NPC. She was not a real person, she was just a program, don't be deceived.

"If there is such a wound, I will cry out in pain." Simoken said lightly, "not only Mr. Flying Fish, Mr. Alps, Mr. Anthony, Mr. Olaf... and Miss Qiao, the former one, you are all very powerful, and you can fight even if you suffer such injuries."

Is that true? Feiyu thought about it, and he himself didn't realize what he could do. I was not strong enough. When I looked at others, Feiyu would think that my level was not high enough, my skill proficiency was not enough, and my equipment was not good at all. But what if the comparison object was these NPCs?

"I would have been as good as you guys," although Ximoken's face was calm, Feiyu could feel her hand trembling slightly when she helped clean the wound. "I would have been able to help too, and if I could... not just cause trouble."

Feiyu opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he still didn't say it in the end. What can I do? Feiyu didn't know that I couldn't even comfort me because the words said were useless. Those were just useless polite words, so I couldn't comfort her. Then Feiyu gritted her teeth and shook her head. What's wrong, I was actually so embarrassed by a program.

"Please don't move around, I'm helping you clean up the wounds." Ximoken said.

Feiyu stopped her hand. "No, no, this wound will not be dead." Feiyu stood up again.

"But..." Qianmoken looked at him with some confusion.

"I said no," Feiyu took a deep breath.

"But this is only what I can do for you..." Ximoken showed a disappointed expression.

No, it's not like that. Feiyu wanted to tell her that npc and players are not in the same world at all, just like you are just a program, and I am a person, something completely different. But he can't tell her this.

Feiyu picked up the bow and walked to the door. Ximoken wanted to say something, but in the end he still didn't say it.

He pushed open the door, but Feiyu stopped again. "That," he turned around, "If you... want to go where you... next time, tell me directly, I will take you there." Feiyu said hesitantly, no, this is not what I really want to say.

"Yes." Ximoken lowered his head and said, looking at her depressed look, Feiyu felt a little uncomfortable.

Tsk. Feiyu secretly smacked her tongue, why, I was so embarrassed by a program? It was just a program.

"By the way, I said," Feiyu clenched his bow and turned his head, "If, I mean if, if you want to... learn bows and arrows, I can teach you."

"Eh?" Ximoken raised his head. "Can you...?"

"It's up to you." Feiyu said that, and walked out of the room and closed the door. It was just a program, not a real person, he told himself.
Chapter completed!