The Alps raised their heads and looked ahead. The King's Avenue, which was winding in the valleys, appeared and disappeared from time to time. Bypassing a hill, you can reach the intersection leading to the Jinshui City. The ancient avenue branched two roads on the left and right there, one leading to Linle Town and the other leading to Jinshui City.

The sky has turned gray and dark clouds have passed from time to time. Winter has arrived and the valley has lost its vitality. The scattered leaves blew down with the wind, and a thick layer of leaves was covered on the road, but there were also ruts from the wheels. A cold wind blew, and even Joel, wearing armor, shivered. After staying in the north for a while, he knew that it was almost snowing.

He turned around and looked at the tired team. The horses kept breathing white with tired steps. The people sitting in the carriage no longer had the excitement and momentum they had just left Sentinel Town, but became silent. They looked at the stretching hills on both sides with vigilant movement. A little movement made them tense up.

At this moment, almost every carriage holds a crossbow and keeps his hands on it. Some people even set up large crossbows directly on their carriages. It is difficult to arch the crossbow and requires a winch, but its power is also amazing. It seems that the enemy attacks that night have scared these craftsmen who stayed in the Stone Fort for many years. This cannot be blamed. Alps was also shocked at that time.

They were really brave. The Alps couldn't help but think of the ladies of the Ghost Sword Brigade who had also been attacked by the Valley Tribe. They successfully resisted an attack by the Valley Tribe. The Alps team also succeeded, but paid a considerable price: many trucks filled with tools were abandoned in the Valley of Wind. Because the attack of the wolf pack made many horses frightened. The subsequent panic incidents caused the originally planned itinerary time was greatly delayed. Some carriages overturned to the ground, tools were scattered all over the ground, and some of the owners of the carriages were bitten by the wolf. People barely shaved his legacy and then carried his carriage to the side of the road and then continued to move forward.

When starting from Sentinel Town, there were 125 players in the Alps, more than forty carriages, each with at least three pack horses, and then twenty knights sent by the Lord of Sentinel Town. After several night attacks by the Valley Tribe, only more than eighty players were left, abandoning more than fifteen carriages, and the horses were even more severely damaged. There were many horses running around by the wolves. Some escaped and some limped. In the end, they had to throw them down or slaughter them directly.

To serve as food. The knights had no room for exercise in such valleys. When the valley tribes attacked at night, they released wolves first. The knights' horses were frightened and ran around. Two knights' horses even collided in the dark. When people found that they were pressed under the horse, they died. The robbers were even more cunning. Every time the knights charged them, they would throw the plundered spoils and flee into the woods. The horses could not pursue them.

However, these situations have been alleviated in the last two nights. The craftsman players took out their crossbows and some other magical weapons: explosion pots with strong scent of sulfur, and when the wolves approached, they threw them fiercely (but they were forbidden to use again because they almost caused a forest fire last night); and long spears that could eject thin thorns, small cannons that threw the balls and whaling guns with thin chains connected to the tail of the gun.

The valley tribe was caught off guard by the angry craftsmen, and the wolves did not dare to approach because of the smell of sulfur and saltpeter in the air. They were finally completely defeated in the last round of attacks before dawn today. The escaped valley tribes wailed "devil" or "devil", and then crawled back into the forest. The Alps team burst into cheers. This was the first time they had won a complete victory in the past few days. The anger that had been suppressed for a long time was finally released.

But victory cannot drive away fatigue. The team after dawn was exhausted by the alert all night and the repeated resistance to enemy attacks. The horses were even neighing all night because the wolves swam around.

The red-haired Lianda rode on the back of the brown mare and leaned towards the Alps. It was a pack horse that was not as fast as the lively misty horse she had ridden before, but the horse had been torn open that night by a wolf, and Lianda could only find a horse without a master to ride.

"Two more horses fell down," said Lianda to the Alps, who was not as tired as everyone else, and still looked energetic, "There are not enough horses pulling the cart."

The Alps fell silent, and this was the most difficult thing to ask the craftsmen to throw away their tools. Those tools are finished products produced by the Stone Burrow and are incomparable to the tools produced elsewhere. This is why the craftsmen from the Stone Burrow carry these bulky tools with them.

"I'll go and negotiate with them." Alps turned his horse and wanted to go to the rear of the team.

Lianda immediately grabbed the Alps' wrist, "I'll go," she stuck out her tongue at him, "at least they dare not scold me!"

After saying that, without waiting for Alps to say anything, she drove the horse to run to the back of the team again. Alps couldn't help but be stunned when she looked at her back, and then sighed. The emotions of these craftsmen players became more and more irritable, because the person who asked them to leave Sentinel Town to come to the north was Alps, so they counted all the losses they suffered during the journey on his head. Although they didn't really let him lose money, complaints and anger were not missing. Alps had already suffered a lot of rolling eyes because of this.

This is also impossible. Alps can only think helplessly every time.

Unlike the Alps, Lianda's reputation has risen among the craftsman players. She has changed from a "red-haired little demon" to a "red-haired samurai". Even the real knights in Sentinel Town have to admit her ability. "She is simply the messenger of Valkyrie!" A knight said this when drinking at night. She was always the first to rush up on the night when the enemy attacked, as was the wolf pack, and as was the robber's charge. She waved the iron spear with a broken red swallowtail flag tied to it and fought bravely. After a night, she was already stained with the enemy's blood, but she didn't care at all.

Although the Alps also fought all night, compared with a "red-haired girl who fought all night to protect us", the man dressed like an iron can was completely unattractive, so people chose to ignore him. This was also impossible, the Alps sighed sincerely.

The Alps looked ahead, but no matter what, the end of this journey was coming soon, and then the mess would be thrown to Anthony directly.

"Hey, boy." A voice shouted, and Alps looked in the voice. It turned out to be the blacksmith uncle Ryan who helped Joel gather the staff in Sentinel Town. "Come on, you will arrive in Golden Falls soon?" Uncle Ryan asked with a smile.

"Well, I should be able to get there before dusk tomorrow." Alps nodded slightly and replied.

"It's really hard, it's really not easy to work on guards, right?" Blacksmith Rein asked again.

Alps did not answer him because he didn't know whether the blacksmith really wanted to say this or was ridiculing him. People all felt that they were not working properly, but in fact, the twenty players in charge of the escort lost half of the first night. Now the ones who survived are real battlefield veterans, but even so, they only had five people left (excluding Lianda and the Alps). It was too difficult for the five people to maintain such a team.

"As a reward, do you want to try some stone stove top special brew?" As he said that, the blacksmith Ryan raised the wine pot in his hand with a smirk and shook it.

The Alps waved quickly: "You'd better enjoy it yourself." This made several other craftsmen in the stone stove castle laugh.

Just as the Alps sighed, a shout suddenly came from behind him. The Alps turned around and saw Valin rushing over on a horse, "Alps!" he shouted anxiously.

"What's wrong?" Seeing his anxious appearance, Alps couldn't help but feel something was wrong.

"Lianda had a quarrel with a craftsman! He almost started to do it! We were almost unable to hold on!" Varin shouted in sweat, "Go and take care of her!"

Alps was surprised to find that there was no surprise in his heart. But he set off immediately, "You are staying in this position to monitor the movements around you, and the shadows of robbers and wolves will immediately send an alarm!"

"yes!"

Then the Alps drove the horses to the rear of the team.

...

Joel returned to the tavern and hotel around the corner alone. Flying fish was kept by Orson, as if he was going to teach him some tasks, so Joel left the mansion of the Iron Chain Knights alone. On the way back, Joel carefully avoided the patrol guards, otherwise if he was seen, he would definitely be questioned as a suspicious person, which would be very troublesome.

"I might have to go back later," Anthony said tiredly, and then he held his forehead. "After you go back... my acquaintances may have arrived there. If possible, please help me deal with them first." Anthony patted Joel's shoulder heavily. Although he didn't understand what he was talking about, Joel could vaguely feel that he seemed to be very struggling inside, so he nodded in a rare way and agreed.

As soon as he arrived at the tavern and hotel, Joel felt something was wrong. He walked into the corner alley, and then saw a carriage next to the stable that he gave, with goods as high as a hill, covered with white canvas and fixed with thin iron chains. What was this? Joel walked into the tavern with doubt.

"Please sit down! Do you want to drink..." Qianmoken was stunned when he saw him, "So it's Mr. Kang Ting!"

Joel was still wearing a mask at this moment, which immediately attracted the attention of many people in the store, but he didn't care. He looked at her clothes again, "Are you still helping?"

Ximoken realized something at this time. Her face turned slightly red, and then hesitated: "I...I want to help you before leaving... make some money, and the tavern owner also promised to pay..."

"No need to force it." Joel said softly.

"Yes! No problem! I can still do this little thing!" Qianmoken suddenly said confidently.

"Yeah." Joel nodded, then looked at the tavern. At this moment, the tavern was almost full. As time went by, more and more mercenaries gathered in Jinhu City. Sure enough, the most well-informed person in the world was the mercenary, Joel thought.

"Xi Mokan!" the tavern owner suddenly shouted, "Come on this plate of bacon to the guests!"

"Yes!" Ximoken responded loudly, then looked at Joel carefully, "Mr. Contin, I, I'm going to help."

"Yeah." Joel nodded slightly, and Simoken immediately ran to the bar.

Then Joel glanced at the store, and many people looked at him with strange eyes. After all, he was wearing a weird white mask, which was natural to attract attention. However, taking off the mask would be even more eye-catching. If the mercenary was the most well-informed person, they should know the person with bandages on his face wanted by Jin Falls.

Joel finally found that there was only one seat in the corner below the stairs, which happened to be his ideal position, so he walked towards that position.

There were two small tables there, one of which was occupied by three people, so he could only choose the other one. When he approached there, more people around him looked at him. In amazement, he saw the strong man of the three people looking at him with a bad look. No wonder the others refused to sit down at this position, Joel thought to himself.

But he walked over and glanced slightly. One man and two women, one woman was looking at his face with interest—or his mask, and the other woman sitting next to the strong man was blocked by his strong body, so that Joel did not see her face.

The woman had this silver-brown curly hair, and her skin was also light red. She was a full beauty. Although she was sitting, Joel felt that her height should not be short. The woman tied her hair behind her head and fixed it with a few hairpins made of different metals. Her face was blushing, and she looked like a man, very heroic. Her clothes were also dressed in a strange corset coat and wallet, revealing her strong arms compared to women, giving her a wild bodybuilding.

As soon as Joel sat down, the woman applauded him gently. "Good courage." She said to Joel with a smile.

Joel ignored her and turned around. Ximoken, who had just brought the wine glass to the guest, saw Joel sitting down and walked over immediately. However, she looked at the strong man with some fear, and finally walked over with her lip. "Do you want something to drink? Mr. Kang Ting." Ximoken asked uneasily.

"Hermi has eaten?" Joel asked relaxedly.

"Yes." Ximoken nodded slightly.

"Give me a cup of smoke and wine and a boiled egg," Joel said, then took out a few copper coins from the purse at his waist and handed them to Ximoken.

"Well," Ximoken counted the copper plate seriously, "This... I gave more..." Then he handed the extra copper plate back to Joel, and then turned around and left.

Joel looked at the copper plate in his hand and couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head.

"Alev, you scared the waiter!" The woman who had been looking at Joel's mask suddenly said to the strong man seriously.

"I'm so sorry." The strong man replied unapologetically.

Joel ignored them, but took the black sword from his waist and placed it on the table. He noticed that when his hand touched the sword at his waist, the strong man's eyes suddenly stared at him. Joel knew that as soon as he had a little abnormal movement, the strong man would attack him without hesitation.

Who is this guy? Joel suddenly thought, is he protecting these two women? Who are those two women?

"Oh! This is!" The woman suddenly became excited, and then sat opposite Joel's table. Joel saw her eyes staring straight at the sword he placed on the table.

What made Joel even more confused was that he found that the strong man was as surprised as he was.

"Good thing!" asked the woman, "Can I take a look?"

Without waiting for Joel to answer, the woman picked up the sword on the table and pulled it out of the scabbard.

"Silent?" The woman looked at the black sword body and showed a blurred look in her eyes. "What about a good name..."

Joel looked at the woman even more surprised. How did she know the name of the sword? But what surprised Joel even more was what happened next.

"Sister, it's impolite to touch other people's things casually!" The woman beside the strong man said. Joel looked in the direction of the woman, but saw the strong man still staring at him, like a leopard waiting for an opportunity. That voice... Joel must have heard it somewhere.

"I didn't move casually, I passed by him!" The woman smiled at Joel, "I'm right?"

Joel did not answer, but the woman nodded, "Did you see it? He agreed!"

"Where did this sword come from? Did any boss fall?" the woman asked looking at Joel.

"From, from a ruin." Joel replied awkwardly.

"No wonder! This kind of steel material is rare!" The woman pulled out the sword completely. At some point, she had already taken a lens in her hand, and then looked at it carefully. "Han Tie! It's actually cold iron! It's the first time I have seen such a complete cold iron weapon!"

The woman's scream attracted the attention of the others in the tavern, and Joel became uneasy. Some people even stood up and looked here, but were stared back fiercely by the strong man.

Who is this woman? Joel frowned and thought.

"I'm so sorry," the woman sitting next to the strong man also stood up, "My sister has always been so inappropriate, please forgive me." Joel then saw her appearance clearly: she was wearing a black top hat on her head, with long platinum blond hair, aristocratic manners, aristocratic winter leather outfit, beautiful face and fair skin, and most importantly, her calm blue eyes.

"Areya, if your sister is retaliated for this, she would be retaliated against?" The woman put down her black sword and lens, looked at the girl with blue eyes and said, "Where did you learn your antique etiquette? I don't remember that tutors taught that kind of thing?"

Aleya ignored it and looked at the man wearing a pale mask.

"This gentleman..." she asked lightly, "Have we seen it somewhere?"
Chapter completed!