Amber City, Guard.

A heavy-armored warrior hurried into the room and said to the two people who were arguing inside: "Not good."

"Sir Karas!"

"More than a dozen people disappeared in a row last night, and it seemed like they were done by those fallen people!"

The argument in the room came to an abrupt end.

Sir Karas, who represents the aristocratic power, was a man in his forties with a thick beard who had participated in the war in the north. He raised his head and saw dense bloodshots in his eyes, and said angrily: "What?"

"Is someone missing again?"

"You bunch of waste! It's been five days since you all found the nest of those bunch of mice!"

"What did the council do to support you?"

Opposite him was a solemn knight. After hearing these words, he immediately stopped him and said in a deep voice: "Now is not the time to talk about this!"

"The noble council must delegate authority!"

"Now the seriousness of this matter has exceeded the secular scope, and it must be handed over to the church in the city!"

"I'll contact the Hand of Justice now and let them send Paladins to conduct a large-scale investigation."

Are you really going to send out a paladin?

Sir Karas showed a look of struggle and hesitation on his face. The paladins were all desperate brains that could not accommodate sand in their eyes. Once they were sent, it would mean that there would be a large-scale "detection of evil" incident. Few nobles in Amber City had clean bodies, and many gray areas were controlled by the nobles. Once the paladins were dispatched on a large scale, it would mean that Amber City would be subject to a major cleansing!

Not only these evil fallen people will be caught.

The grey interests held by many great nobles in the city will also be cleansed by the paladins.

At that time, the strength of the nobles will be greatly reduced, and the influence of the church on the city will be greatly increased. Many times, unless there is no way, the nobles are trying their best to suppress the influence of the church. Pan-faith and mad believers are two extreme concepts. If those paladins are released, the gray area of ​​Amber City will be swept away, and at that time he will offend many noble members.

Smuggling, **, slaves, black market!

Among those gangsters who hold these gray interests, no one is supported by a nobleman.

"no!"

Sir Carlas gritted his teeth and retorted: "The Ninth Corps has been drawn back."

“We are still very strong.”

"Now I will go to the city lord and then fight for the highest search rights. I will definitely find those hateful rats today!"

The highest search right.

It means that they can also search the nobles' houses. After so long, they have not obtained clues, and he already doubted whether any nobles had fallen into the dark realm.

"That's OK."

The solemn face of the Templar Knight nodded and said in a low voice: "You go and apply now."

"If it's not available before dark."

"Then I will join forces with the church in the city to deal with it themselves. So many people have disappeared in a row. I doubt that they are preparing for any evil sacrifice ceremony!"

……………………

Outside Amber City.

It had been three hours since Sauron left, and the caravan really walked away without delaying the road.

He rode a traveling horse and followed the caravan behind him. Vivian sat in front of him. The little girl had almost no weight, and the traveling horse was relatively easy to bear the weight of the two of them. At first, there were large areas of cultivated farmland outside. Amber City was surrounded by dozens of villages and towns, and the supplies needed in the city were transported from here. Donkey carts, ox carts and bucket wheels (pushing trucks) that transport goods on the road. The small merchants who were traveling farmers delivered the goods they needed tomorrow to the city in advance.

However, as we got further and further away from Amber City, the number of farmland began to become thinner, and large areas of wild forest began to appear in our sight.

Occasionally there are some small villages with few populations.

The farther away from the city, the more dangers you encounter. These small villages rely on their own organizing militia guards, and few Amber City guards come to clean up nearby monsters.

Unless they take the initiative to ask for help, or act as their lord!

The road when I just left Amber City was more than ten meters wide, but now the road has shrunk to five or six meters.

The road surface also became bumpy because it rained some time ago and the road seemed very muddy. Sometimes when a large cart passed, people needed to come down and push it over.

The caravan guards have begun to operate in full swing.

Some of the guards were scattered around, some began to check the road conditions in front, and some began to investigate the nearby environment.

After leaving Amber City thirty kilometers, you have entered the range of wild creatures!

Sauron was quiet along the way.

Vivian was also very obedient today. She didn't make any noise or make noise on the road. She just looked around with her big eyes curiously. If she didn't understand anything, she would ask Sauron.

The caravan did not care too much about the follower, and the merchants were all busy with their own affairs.

The mysterious caravan owner did not show up. The three managers under her were responsible for handling the matter, which was a large-scale caravan.

There are more than thirty guards alone.

If the caravans accompany the mates, servants, and slaves are added to the scale of hundreds of people.

This is a relatively common lineup in the Northland. Those ordinary merchants who are attached to the owner of the caravan need to organize their own caravans, manpower and goods, and then seek protection from the owner of the caravan during the journey. After completing a journey, one-third of their profits will be dedicated to the owner of the caravan!

——The mysterious descendant of the Northland witch!

A sound of horse hooves sounded.

The leader of the caravan guard rode his horse to Sauron. The nearby vision had become much worse. The dense weeds and woods affected their sight, and there was almost no sight around them.

"Roamer?"

The captain of the guard looked at Sauron and said in a deep voice: "There are some problems ahead."

"You go and take a look with me."

Upon hearing this, Vivian nervously stretched out his little hand and grabbed Soren's sleeve, but he patted the girl's shoulder comfortably and said, "I want to take care of my sister."

"Look."

"She is still very young and can't ride her own horse."

Just as Sauron finished speaking, a curtain suddenly lifted up from the carriage in the center of the carriage, and then a veiled woman poked her head out. She glanced at Vivian not far away, with a smile on her lips, and said gently: "This little girl can come to me."

“The carriage is very comfortable and safe.”

Sauron hesitated for a moment when he heard this, then looked down at Vivian.

The little girl tilted her head and thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Yes. I like that big sister."

"She's not a bad guy."

Vivian's perception was as high as 18 o'clock, which means that her intuition was very good.

Sauron thought for a moment, nodded slightly and said, "That's OK."

"You go to the carriage first, and I'll go with them to take a look."

Wanderer.

This is the official title of thieves. They are the gold fingers of professionals and are involved in almost most areas.

In wild adventures, the wanderer's reconnaissance ability is second only to the ranger's talent for "survival in the wild"!

The two quickly rode their horses and rushed towards the place where the situation occurred.

The caravan's forward speed also slowed down a little, and they would speed up the passage until the guards confirmed that the front was safe.

"Boss!"

"You're finally here."

When Sauron turned a mountain road, the woods in front became more and more lush. Not far away, there were three caravans guarding, all of whom were mature and steady melee professionals.

One of the guards with obvious characteristics of the Northlanders squatted down, pointed to the footprints on the ground, and said to the two of them: "Look!"

"This is the footprint of the goblin."

"Just judging from the number of numbers, there are dozens of them, and there may be natural warlocks in them!"

"These annoying things can't be killed completely no matter how they do."

“It’s solved this year.”

"They will give birth to another nest next year!"

Goblins have a short growth cycle and are very tenacious in survival. They can survive even if they eat grass roots.

They are like weeds in the wild, and after cleaning one batch, another batch will appear immediately.

"It's indeed a goblin."

Sauron took a look at the footprints left near the road. Some of them had been washed away by the rain, but the approximate number could be calculated.

but.

This goblin dared not make any idea of ​​a caravan.

According to Soren's understanding of goblins, these timid creatures must have their number more than five or ten times that of the enemy before they dare to attack the enemy.
To be continued...