947: Unremarkable

"I didn't think so." Jia Ruian stammered: "I didn't mean that, I - Aunt Bao, I swear with them and promised not to say this."

Aunt Bao sighed. "We have to get you out of the Aslan Kingdom as soon as possible." Aunt Bao announced: "This place seems to make you unable to even think carefully. Next time you feel that you have to make such a public statement that shocks the audience, come to talk to me first. Is it okay?"

"Yes, Aunt Bao." Jia Ruian said in awkwardly.

"Oh, Jia Rui'an, what should I do with you?" Aunt Bao smiled lovingly, then reached out to wrap her hand around Jia Rui'an's shoulder, so everything was back to normal.

What happened next that day was dull. The dinner was very boring. After the meal, every sub-blue nobleman took turns to toasting Laolang and Aunt Bao, and gave a serious speech with gorgeous words. They went to bed very late, while Jia Rui'an slept intermittently and was awakened by nightmare from time to time. In his dream, Jia Rui'an ran through the endless corridor covered with flowers, while the fiery countess chased him closely.

Everyone woke up early the next morning, and after breakfast, Aunt Bao and Laolang once again had a secret conversation with the king and queen. Jiaruian, who was still shocked by the encounter with the Countess Vanslana yesterday, followed Mandulalun closely; the warrior of Fominbo seemed to be the best to help him avoid this adventure. The two of them were waiting in the small room at the entrance of the main hall, while Mandulalun, wearing armor and blue cloak, carefully explained to Jiaruian the pattern on the brocade curtain covering the front wall.

Half past the morning, Sir Andori, the old wolf, told him to take good care of the black-haired warrior of the apple tree in the square, to come into the palace to find Mandulalun. "Sir," Andori said respectfully: "The Baron Aipo, accompanied by his wife, has come from the north to the palace; both of them want to meet you, and ask me to help them find you."

"You are so kind, Lord Andori." Mandulalun quickly stood up from the bench while answering. "Your etiquette is in line with you."

Andoli sighed. "It's a pity that I have not always been like this. I have been guarding the miracle tree that the ancient Saint Berjares ordered me to take care of; so I have time to reflect on my life. I was not a respectable person before; I repent my fault bitterly and swore to change my past."

Mandulalun tightly held the warrior's hand without saying a word, and followed Andori along the long corridor to the room where the visitors were waiting.

It was not until he walked into the sunny room that he thought of the wife of Baron Aibo, the woman who had spoken a few days ago on the west road with Mandulalun on the windy hills.

The Baron seemed to be a real man; he was wearing a armor, a green cloak, his hair and beard were gray; his eyes were deep, and there seemed to be a deep sorrow in his eyes. "Mandulalun." The Baron said, and then hugged the young warrior warmly: "You are so unkind that you have not come to meet us for a long time."

"The responsibility lies, sir." Mandulalun replied softly.

"Come on, Lorina." The Baron said to his wife: "Say hello to our friends."

The Baroness was much younger than her husband. Her hair was black and long; she was beautiful in a rose-red dress--but in terms of Garrion, she was not more beautiful than the dozen women Garrion noticed in the Alan court.

"Dear Mandularen." The Baroness said, kissing the other person's cheek and hugging the warrior briefly and simply; "We are in Aipo City and miss you very much."

"Because I have to leave the warm halls of Aipo City, for me, the world is lonely and desolate."

Sir Andoli bowed and left, leaving only Jiaruian standing suddenly near the door.

"Who is this handsome man with you, my son?" asked the baron.

"He is a Sindalian," replied Mandularen, "The name is Garion; he and others embark on a journey full of dangers with me."

"My son's friend, welcome," the baron announced.

Jiaruian bowed, but his heart beat fast because Jiaruian was eager to find a reasonable reason to leave. This situation was really embarrassing, Jiaruian didn't want to stay for a minute.

"I must go to see my king." said the Baron: "As customs and etiquette require me to meet my king as soon as I arrive at the palace; Mandulalun, would you like to accompany the Baroness here and wait for me to come back?"

"Yes, sir."

"The king is having a meeting with Aunt Bao and Lao Lang. I will take you to find them." Jia Ruian immediately suggested.

"No, young man." The Baron objected: "You must stay too. Although I have no reason to be anxious, because I know very well about the loyalty of my wife and my best friend, if they were alone and no one else was present, they would say a long and short. A cautious person would not leave any opportunity to gossip about others."

"Then I will stay, sir." Jiaruian replied immediately.

"Good boy." The baron agreed; then he quietly left the room with a little restless look.

"Madam, do you want to sit a little?" Mandularen asked Lonina while pointing at the carved bench by the window.

"Okay." Lonina said, "It's very tiring to go this trip."

"It's a long way to come from Aipo City." Mandulalun responded and sat down on another bench. "Is it easy for you and lord to go along the way?"

"The journey was too wet and not dry enough to make the journey comfortable and pleasant," Lorina said to Mandularen.

The two men sat like this, talking about the topic of the road and the weather for a long time; they were not too far apart, but not so close that anyone who happened to pass the door mistakenly thought they were talking about things that were not pure. However, their eyes were much more private than what they said. Jia Ruian, who was very embarrassed and painful, stood by the window and looked out - he specially chose a window that could allow people outside the door to see him at a glance.

The more they talked, the longer the pause was, and every time they were depressed, Jiaruian's heart shook, fearing that Mandularen or Lady Lorin would be uneasy about this extremely desperate love at this time, and crossed the boundary that was not to be explained, the word, word, or sentence appeared, and the restraint and honor of ethics turned into fans, and their lives became disasters. However, there was another part of Jiaruian's heart, but he hoped that they could say that word, word, or sentence so that their love would burn, no matter how short the burning time was.

Jiaruian walked through a wandering crossroads in this quiet room full of sunshine. The prejudice that Ledolin had planted in Jiaruian's unthinking blind loyalty finally broke down. Jiaruian felt a strong emotion - it was not pity for them, because this lover did not need others to be pitiful; rather, it was sympathy! Not only that, Jiaruian began to vaguely understand that although honor and arrogant pride were all unselfish virtues, they were also the main causes of the tragedy on the sub-blue land for thousands of years.

Mandularen and Mrs. Lonina sat there for about half an hour; later the two of them almost spoke, just staring at each other's face in a daze, and Jiaruian, who was almost crying, was forced to stand beside them to guard them. Then Dunik came in and told them that Aunt Bao and Laolang were ready to leave.

When the group rode out of Fominpo City, forty fully armed warriors were accompanied by them, as well as King Korudolin himself. There was a trumpet band on the battlements to see them off with a loud sound. Jiaruian looked back and felt that he seemed to see Madame Ronina standing next to the city gate, but he was not sure. The lady did not wave, and Mandularen did not look back; but Jiaruian himself held his breath until Fominpo City could no longer see, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Half past the afternoon, they arrived at the ferry and crossed the Yalan River, the Kingdom of Tenai Falcon. The dazzling sun shone on the river; the sky was very blue, and the colorful swallowtail flags formed on the spears of the accompanying warriors were swaying in the breeze. Jiaruian felt a sense of despair, even an urgent need that could no longer be tolerated, and he was eager to escape from Yalan immediately and then throw the terrible things that happened here behind his head.

"All blessed and happy, and I will leave here, the ancient sage Begareth." Korudolin stood by the water and said, "I will start preparing as you have instructed. The Kingdom of Yalan will be ready; I swear with my own life."

"Then, I will let you know our progress from time to time." said Lao Lang.

"I will also carefully check the activities of the Mogo people in my country." Korudolin said: "If what you say to me will prove to be a fact in the future - I firmly believe that the fact is true - then I will expel all the Mogo people from the Yalan Kingdom. I will pull them out one by one and drive them away. If these people dare to spread the seeds of friction and dispute among my people, I will definitely make their lives difficult."

Laolang smiled at Kerudolin. "This idea sounds pleasant; the Mogo people are a very arrogant nation. It can make them suffer a little, but they can learn to learn their lessons." Then Laolang stretched out his hand and held hands with Kerudolin. "Let's meet again, Kerudolin, I hope that the world will become better next time we meet.

"I hope that's true." The young king replied.

Then Lao Lang led the way and stepped into the shallow water of the Du River. The Kingdom of Tenai Falcon was on the other side, and the Fominbo warriors on the river bank behind them bid farewell to them with the music of the horn."

When the group was on the bank opposite, Jiaruian looked around, trying to find the terrain or flowers and trees that were different from the sub-blue, but they could not find it. The earth was expanding south as usual, and he did not care about the artificial boundaries.

After walking ashore for a half mile, he entered the Fortu Forest, a vast and lush forest that stretched from the sea to the east. After entering the forest, they stopped and changed back to travel clothes. "I think it's better for us to pretend to be businessmen," said the old wolf. He was obviously much more comfortable in the patched dark brown robe and asymmetrical shoes. "Of course this can't fool Priest An Jiaruo, but this kind of status can satisfy the Tenai Hayato we met along the way. As for Priest An Jiaruo, we can just use other methods to deal with them."

"Have you found traces of the Holy Stone?" Barryk rumbling, then stuffed his bearskin cloak and helmet into his bag.

"There are one, two clues." Lao Lang said, looking around: "I guess Lida passed here a few weeks ago."

"It doesn't seem to be much closer!" Liu said while wearing a leather vest.

"At least we have the control of our own pace. Can we leave?"

Tenai Falcon Avenue passed through the forest in the afternoon sun; the group boarded their horses and continued to walk south. After about three miles, the road was wide and a single stone brick house with red tiles and white walls were built on the side of the road, low and low, which seemed very stable; several nearby soldiers walked lazily, but their armor and equipment seemed not as good as the legion soldiers that Garrian had seen before.

"Tariff Station." said Liuliu: "Tenai Hayato likes to set up tariff stations far away from the border to avoid interfering with legal smuggling activities."

"These legion soldiers are really casual." Dunik said disapprovingly.

"They are the garrisons of the tariff station - that is, the local army." Liu Liu explained: "It's not the legion soldiers; these two are from all over the world."

"It can be seen." Dunik said.

A soldier wearing a rusty breastplate and holding a short spear walked to the middle of the avenue and waved them down. "Customs Inspection." The man said in a monotonous tone: "Sir, come soon. Take the horses there." The man said, pointing to the open space next to the house, similar to the courtyard.

"Will there be trouble?" asked Mandularen; he had taken off his armor, and now he was wearing the chain mail and cloak he used to wearing when he traveled.

"No." said Liuliu: "The people at the tariff station will ask one, two questions, and then we will stuff some money to bribe him, and then we can get on the road."

"Brief?" Dunik asked.

Slippery shrugged. "Of course you have to bribe; in Tenai Falcon, things will work, you have to do this. I'll be very experienced when I speak later."

The stationmaster of the customs station was a fat bald man wearing a dark brown dress and a belt. While walking out of the stone brick house, he dropped the crumbs from his clothes. "Wu'an." The man greeted in a business-like tone.

"Ri'an, Your Excellency." She said smoothly and leaned forward and bowed slightly.

"What kind of goods are these?" the tariff station manager asked, while carefully looking at the package.

"I am Radak from Podoc City." Liuliu replied: "Desnia merchant; this batch of goods is Xiandalia wool, and it is to be transported to Henai City for sale." Liuliu said, then pulled a bag on a bag and pulled out a corner of the gray wool for the webmaster to show it.

"Your goods come at the right time, a respectable merchant." The webmaster said, touching the wool material: "It's particularly cold this winter, so the wool material market is bullish!"

Several copper plates turned from this hand to that hand and made a jingle sound. Then the tariff webmaster laughed and his attitude became relaxed. "I think we don't have to open every package to see." The webmaster said: "You are obviously a very honest person, a respectable radar, so I don't want to waste your time."

"Is there anything I should know on the road ahead, sir?" Liu Liu said, while tied up the bag again. "I learned from my experience that the news about the tariff station is very precious."

"The road conditions are very good." The stationmaster shrugged, "There are troops taking care of it!"

"That's certainly; but is there anything unusual?"

"It's better not to worry about other people's business as you go south. It's wiser. Tenai Falcon is indeed a bit politically quarrel now. However, if you make others think you're just doing your own business, that's fine."

"Political dispute?" asked Liu Liu, his voice a little worried: "I haven't heard of it before."

"It's not a question of inheritance of the throne. The current situation is not very calm!"

"Is Rambolan sick?" asked Slim in surprise.

"Not sick." The fat webmaster replied: "It's just that people are old - no one can cure the disease of 'old'! Since Lang Polun has no son and no one inherits the throne, the Bolun Dynasty is completely dependent on his breath as if he was as thin as a gossip. People from all over the country have already started to operate in order to get a seat - this price is of course sky-high, and when we, Tani Hayato, gets alive when we encounter money."

He laughed slipperyly. "Aren't people all like this? Maybe I'd better find a few friends who have a way and are in power, so I'd be more guaranteed. In your opinion, which side is more inclined to the upper hand now?"

"I think we are more optimistic than the other ones." The webmaster said proudly.

"us?"

"Our Fodu family! On my mother's side, I have some relatives with the Fodu family. Kedule, the grand duke of Fodu City, is the only reasonable candidate to inherit the throne."

"I don't know this person." said Liuliu.

"He is a very outstanding person." The webmaster said exaggeratedly: "Strong and active, and visionary; if the heir to the throne only examines his own advantages, then Grand Duke Keduer is definitely the recognized first choice. What a pity! The choice of the heir to the throne is in the hands of the 'National Policy Advisory Group'."

"Oh!"

Seven or eight days passed, a goshawk flew over the cliff from the sea and finally landed on the huge rock outside the cave that looked like a platform. A pirate walked out of the cave and picked up the goshawk and walked back quickly. For a moment, the Black Hawk summoned all the pirates to gather together. Two pirate teams were sent out in succession, including the three boys Charlotte, and now there were only about twenty pirates sitting around. The Black Hawk's sharp eyes swept across everyone and vaguely recovered from the rampantness of the past. "Qiu Chuan came from news that a merchant ship hanging from the Golden Dragon Banner of the Dragon Wan Empire was sailing from the waters of the Red Flame Empire to Qiulong Bay. Qiu Chuan was following the merchant ship, and it was estimated that it would reach this sea in two days."

‘Okay, let’s do it well.’ The pirates were excited. After a few months, they were already itchy. ‘Although Qiu Chuan didn’t explain the situation on the merchant ship clearly, everyone wanted to do it, so let’s do it.’ Black Hawk slapped his thighs, and after saying that, he looked at Charlotte, Charlotte naturally understood what he meant. ‘I will leave the matter of the boat, not only the matter of the boatman, I am not vague.’ After saying that, he patrolled the deck in a sleepy and confused manner. There was darkness and quietness around him, and there was only the sound of surging waves. Under the series of confusion schemes of the Black Hawks, these servants had already relaxed their vigilance, but just walked around and handed over.

A rush, a rapid wave sounded around the big ship. The confused servants were suddenly awakened and looked around. A few black shadows suddenly appeared in front of them as if they were coming out of the sea. Under the dim ship lights, they quickly collided towards the big ship. Under the horrified eyes, the servants had not yet had time to call, and there was another violent thudding sound.

The big ship shaking violently, as if it was bumping in a storm. Four small sailboats hit the hull from four directions. Although the boat was so fast and violent, it was quite silence. The servants were unable to stand firmly and fell to the ground one by one. A dry figure fell from the dark sky in the sound of calling. A green grass whip in his hand flew up and down. With the crackling sound, four or five servants flew everywhere, but could never stand up again. Charlotte was the most anxious. He just hit the big ship and leaped up from the small ship. Now his skills were free to fly onto a big ship.

The rampant whistling sounded again in the dark sky. Dozens of iron claws wrapped in iron chains shot out from the crossbow. The iron claws were firmly grasped on the side of the ship, and the pirates grabbed the iron chain and rushed upwards. The servants who were vigilant had been killed by Charlotte. Those who were not dead had already been scared. The Black Hawks and their gang climbed onto the big ship in a few strokes without resistance.

The crazy situation in front of him stimulated the nerves of the young men in Tide Village, and their blood seemed to be boiling. As the pirates grabbed the iron chain, they boarded the big ship, and sixty or seventy people were crowded on the deck. The pirates climbed onto the big ship, waved their swords and rushed towards the panicked and still shocked sailors in the cabin. Even Ye Su and You Da were not idle. They took advantage of the chaos to attack the living forces until they surrendered before robbing. This is a common way.

Only these young people from Tide Village stood on the deck and surrounded by Charlotte, killing seemed to be a hurdle that required a lot of courage to overcome for them.

"A bastard, you dare to act wildly under my nose. You're so impatient to live!"

Amid the whistling of the pirates, a fierce figure flew out of the second floor pavilion. The wooden window was hit and flew in scattered. With the figure flying out, a golden light covered the sky and earth and sprinkled on a large group of figures on the deck, not at anyone, but a large area, all of which were the targets of this golden light attacking.

Just as the golden light was smashed down, Charlotte raised his hand and condensed all his magic power. The green light surged, and it slashed heavily towards the golden light with a crackling sound. In less than two months, Charlotte's Orthodox Cultivation seemed to have improved a lot. With the roar, the golden light that was smashed was blocked back. The fierce bald monk landed on the deck with a magic staff, while Charlotte took three steps back. After all, it was still a big short of cultivation. He was barely defeated by the power of the artifact.

During the attack, four other figures jumped down from the second floor attic almost at the same time. The light of the magic weapon in his hand flashed in the dark sky. The bald monk fell to the ground and his eyebrows slightly frowned. Unexpectedly, there was a person with seemingly strong magic power among the pirates, let alone a dry boy. The black eagle also stood on the deck, looking at the flashing magic weapon of the other party, and the deep frame of his eyes could not hide his fear. The other party actually hired a monk.

The current situation of his pirates is that in addition to the rising star Charlotte, the others are guys with only brute force, and it is still unknown whether the guys possessed by the fish and beasts behind him can fight. Although there are only five people on the other side, at least one of them was in the middle level, and the other four, although their mana is a little lower, it is enough to deal with their group of people. After finally grabbing a vote, it seems that they have encountered a difficult bone to crack again.
Chapter completed!