Three Hundred and Fortieth Chapters Fig Leaf

A series of gunshots rang out in the bar. The dense, rain-like gunshots choked the people with high intelligence.

They had never heard such gunshots. Violent, fiery.

At Mato's nod, a Pyro Warrior who swept across the ground with a gun retreated back. A gap was torn in the floor of Old Rock's bar. Looking at the uneven edge, many people felt cold behind their backs, and looked a few more times at the flaming rifle in the soldier's hand. Then they swept over a dozen soldiers with identical rifles, and everyone's faces turned bitter.

The power shown by the fire rifle just now clearly told these adventurers that if those powerful bullets hit them, it would be enough for most of the adventurers with an average level of seven or eight to be buried in this border city.

"You guys are wasting too much time." A rough voice sounded.

Only then did people notice that the towering man with a hammer in his hand came out in a row. The warhammer lightly struck the floor of the bar, but everyone felt as though the earth was shaking. It was not the ground that shook, but their senses. That man continuously released his terrifying murderous aura, that kind of aura, only those who came out of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood could condense such a real murderous aura.

Looking across the audience, the big man said in a deep voice, "All follow me."

Looking at Qila and his party again, he squinted his eyes and said, "And you, Belmode. Did you catch that guy?"

Belmode said angrily: "Didn't you see that I was picking up girls?"

"You talk to Edward about that."

"Damn it!" Belmode scratched his hair.

Qila looked at him in surprise: "Do you know that person?"

"how?"

"He's very strong, at least he has fourteen or five levels, right?" Qila said.

Belmode stood up and said: "That guy's name is Bloy, my boss's former team. It's really good, but it's not the strongest one."

"Your boss..." Qila smiled wryly: "So you have such a powerful companion, no wonder you never agreed to my invitation."

"I agreed to another crucial invitation of yours." Belmode blinked.

Qila breathed a little shortly: "Maybe tonight, I can invite you again.

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"I'm so happy." Belmode put his hand on his left chest and bowed.

The adventurers left the bar one after another, and after they were all gone, Old Rock was relieved. He sat down, only to realize that his feet were too soft to stand up.

In Storm City, when Maude had just finished a set of fencing practice, Joey rushed into the door in a panic. Maud frowned and said, "Joy, when will you be able to stabilize your focus?"

"This is not the time to talk about such things, Father. There is an emergency."

"Why, your people brought back that loom?"

"No, father. He was killed." Joey said with a wry smile: "I just got the news that Ollie was captured by mistake last night, and was put to death by the new city lord. Now in the city of Sur, all the adventurers have gathered , the new city lord Edward announced to them that all of this is your conspiracy. Damn, Ollie has some items on him, and they do have the logo of our Storm City, and now even the old men of the Adventurers Association in the city are asking us to give an explanation .”

Maude shook his head and said, "Waste, Joey, remember, we should keep less of this kind of waste in the future."

"I know, father. So what do we do now, do we need to show a statement?"

"Statement?" Maud laughed. He put the fencing sword on the weapon rack by the wall, shook his head and said, "It seems that I still underestimated the city of Sur. What's the name of the new city lord?"

"Edward."

"Edward, yes. I didn't expect him to handle it in such a high-profile manner. If we present a statement at this time, it will only make people feel wronged." Maud's smile gradually became cold: "Since the city of Sur is so ignorant, then It’s better to start a war. It’s enough to let your men steal things out, and Edward shouldn’t point the finger at me. If we don’t respond, what will others think of us.”

"You can't declare war directly because of this..." Qiao Yi said.

"That's right, even if we go to war, we have to find a reason. Well, now I'll make Ollie a knight." Maude sneered: "If there is no suitable compensation for killing the knights in my Storm City, I will use It's not easy for others to say that the army smashed the wall of Sur City, right?"

Ollie is just one of Joey's subordinates, so logically speaking, it is absolutely impossible for him to be named a knight. But now, Moder directly pursued the seal. Of course, this detail does not need to be explained to outsiders, and in this way, Maude can use this to investigate the city of Sur by executing the knight in Storm City privately. Wars among nobles have become the norm, but to start a war, they will more or less find some fig leaf to prevent themselves from falling into a moral disadvantage.

An approach like Maude's is an extremely common method.

Soon, Storm City issued a statement. The statement severely condemned the city of Sur for lynching and executing Ollie Knight. In the name of Maude himself, the city of Sur is required to pay a lot of compensation for this, and the owner of the city, Edward, needs to apologize publicly for this matter. The harsh words in this statement and the harsh demands for compensation did not put Edward, who is also a knight, in the eyes at all.

More importantly, there was no mention in the statement of why the sealed knights of Storm City would appear in the City Lord's Mansion of Sur City. Maude avoided the important and took the light, laying the groundwork for dispatching an army to attack the city of Sur.

Sur City quickly responded, and naturally rejected such a harsh request from Storm City, so a storm called war began to brew between the two cities.

After a heavy rain, the air is exceptionally fresh. The rainwater is desperately drilled down to the surface, and it will be stored, and after natural filtration, it will merge with the river flowing underground, providing the Violet Harbor with drinking clean water in an endless stream.

At noon that day, after the rain had passed and the sky cleared up, when a rainbow crossed the sky, Violet Harbor ushered in a caravan full of dust. The city guards didn't care about this. There are always one or two caravans like this every day. However, the caravan came from the direction of the Blood Rock Wasteland, which is quite surprising. Especially since this caravan is obviously not from Storm City, it makes people even more concerned.

The guards don't care about this, they only care about whether the caravan has paid enough customs duties.

Violet Harbor is built on the edge of Herring Gull Strait and is a typical seaside city. Pass through the entrance facing the blood rock wasteland, pass through an arched city gate, and there is a winding downward ramp in front of the caravan. The left side of the ramp is the mountain wall, and the right side is the cliff. You can see a golden sandy beach stretching forward, gradually sinking into the sapphire-like shining sea.

The caravan gradually drove down the ramp, and Allen, who was on the horse, gradually saw the city built along the strait. Due to the strong sea breeze, the buildings in the city are mainly one-story houses. The houses with civil structures look like square chess pieces falling on the foundation of the city from a distance. The city with earthy yellow as the main color is interspersed with a lot of rich greenery.

There are many markets and three piers here, and hundreds of sailboats send special products or commodities from several nearby cities to the inland every day. And the inland merchants will also transport some distinctive commodities to Violet Harbor, and then send them to other cities through the hands of local merchants, thus forming a prosperous business chain.

"The barbecue here is excellent, and a glass of cold beer, the taste is really unforgettable." Sean also rode a war horse. This big fat man also made it difficult for the war horse to walk.

Allen and Fatty walked side by side, and said with a smile, "I'll have to trouble Mr. Sean to make arrangements for that night."

"Master Allen, you are welcome. Let's stay at the Oasis Hotel first. Then we will sell these babies first, and I will arrange a delicious meal for everyone in the evening." Xiao En said while patting his chest like a host, but the truth is In fact, he didn't come to Violet Harbor a few times.

Allen nodded in agreement, and said again: "So, should we ship the goods we have to the market to sell, or find a larger chamber of commerce to eat them?"

"I have already thought about this. After selling those war horses, I will go to meet someone. His name is Roger, he is one of the chamber of commerce presidents here, and one of the members of Violet Harbor. I used to cooperate with him After a few times, I believe he can give us a good price."

"That's good."

The Oasis Hotel is one of the few large hotels in Violet Harbor. There are two tall coconut trees planted in front of the hotel, and behind it is a small artificially dug lake and a piece of greenery. This is usually a place for evening parties, but it also feels a bit like an oasis. After Sean led the caravan to check in at the hotel, he took Allen to find some horse dealers.

Horses are good for sale, especially war horses. In view of the fact that there is no vehicle in this world before the appearance of vehicles, the mobile troops used by the nobles are almost dominated by war horses. Even in several cities of the empire, some families have been raising horses for a living for generations. Therefore, it is not difficult to sell the ten war horses in Allen's hands, the only difference is the price.

In the end, the two negotiated a price with one of the horse dealers, and took them back to the hotel to pick up the horse. But at the stable, he saw a group of people watching something, and suddenly a person jumped out and fell to the ground. The man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up again with a tough face, and was about to get into the crowd. When Alan saw it, he stopped him and asked, "What's going on?"

It turned out that this man was a member of the Mountain King's army. He should be assigned to guard the horses, so he didn't know who he had conflicted with. Seeing Alan, the soldier snorted and said, "My lord, someone wants to steal our war horse!"

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