Chapter 423 Selecting Prey

North Wind Town, Autumn Hunting Camp.

This is located directly on the plain to the north of North Wind Town. Looking north, you can see the towering mountains all the way up. To the east, there are higher mountains, and to the west, there are dense black forests like military formations. The three terrains meet here, and they just happen to separate the north and south of Albion, forcing the railway to take a detour.

In this area, which is equivalent to the large island in the claws of the rabbit and rooster, the ecology is complex and the environment is difficult. Even in the industrial age, with many explorers challenging this area, its mysterious veil has not been completely conquered by humans.

Some people swear that there are dragons living there.

Some people are sure that it is the cemetery of ancient civilizations.

Some people come out of the mountains and go crazy, shouting that things that do not exist in this world are entrenched in it. They have never gone away, as if they are deliberately telling the humans in the outer world that this world is so unreasonable. Of course, these stories have become a thing of the past.

When the infantry guns roared, the guns tore through the darkness, the soldiers began to march in neat steps, singing loud military songs, and watching the military drums lay the foundation for the efficient killing organization of mankind across the ages, the surface world had already completely belonged to this civilization.

Even if the wings of the dream of this civilization have stagnated.

The once dangerous area has become a place for people to hunt leisurely. A large camp plus a constant flow of transport teams can accommodate nearly a thousand people to station and hunt, and the living conditions are no different from those in a small town.

This place is simply a camp in ancient wars.

It does not refer to the degree of organization, but to the force.

The law enforcement officers from Shuisha City, the power brought by the nobles, plus the extraordinary people who come to have fun, such a powerful force, coupled with firearms, traveled back to the continent a hundred years ago, and it was completely a battlefield force that could destroy cities and destroy countries. But now, such a force is just used for hunting for show.

Those vassal states, as well as the more distant barbarian tribes, and even the natives in the far south will sigh at the disparity in national strength when they see this scene.

No one here dares to make trouble openly.

The duel of chivalry is back. No matter what kind of conflict it is, if you don't want to shed blood, you can prove your bravery by hunting wild animals. The loser will be convinced, and the winner will also follow gentlemanly etiquette.

Autumn hunting has become a kind of martial exchange.

When Lin En got out of the carriage, the complex and chaotic atmosphere that hit him almost drowned him directly.

There are fluctuations of spirituality that the extraordinary people inadvertently reveal, the shouts of spiritual merchants, the smell of soil and grass mixed with animal feces and blood, and the curling smoke mixed with spices and perfume. Fortunately, it hasn't rained recently, otherwise the mud on the road would be so much that it would suffocate people, so the young gentleman doesn't have to worry about his boots being directly destroyed in the mud.

Like an elf ranger, the handsome Lin En is very conspicuous in the crowd. He has already changed into a set of slim and capable clothes. The head maid, who looks like a cowgirl, waved happily at Lin En.

Her clothes that were ahead of their time made Lin, who was shooting it, subconsciously travel to a western movie about a lighthouse, but the magical and realistic scenes around him told him that this was a mysterious world of steampunk.

The next thing would be much easier after the meeting.

Lin handed over the task of picking up Amis to the camp to Meltice. It was obvious that the Countess did not want to hike in such a chaotic and dirty environment. She had her own camp, a luxurious big tent, hot water, hot meals, and maids to serve her.

And Lin stayed. He had to accompany the girls to do some physical work and carry all kinds of objects that came with the convoy.

"Damn it."

From this somewhat helpless complaint, it is not difficult to imagine that Lin saw an old acquaintance again. Sherlock, the smiling bastard, walked over gracefully, but the iceberg beauty Watson was not by his side.

"This is not what you should say when you meet a friend." Sherlock, who obviously had a sharp ear, heard Lin's muttering.

"Are we friends? Sherlock, I happen to owe someone a large sum of money. Can you help me?" Lin En did not change his expression. He picked up a box and put it in the hands of this free laborer without hesitation.

"How much?"

I didn't expect Lin En to be so shameless. Sherlock adjusted his hat and quickly caught it, as if you owe money, I will help you solve it.

"10."

"Ten pounds?"

"One hundred thousand gold pounds." Lin En was talking nonsense casually, but it couldn't be nonsense. In his mind, the initial investment given by the Countess to him was almost equivalent to this number, human and material resources, and the convenient rights to be hung on the industrial chain. If Lin En messed up, he would probably not get 100,000 gold pounds after selling him. This beauty's favor is hard to bear.

Sherlock was so scared by this number that he almost threw the box in his hand away. He was shocked by this terrifying number. This is the activity funds of the [Weaving Destiny Bureau] nationwide for a whole year, right?

What virtue and ability did Mr. Moriarty have to owe such a huge sum of money.

"I'm afraid I can't help you with this." Sherlock couldn't speak clearly. He felt that he shouldn't have been so pretentious just now. The debt of 100,000 gold pounds was a bomb. Unless he went to rob the royal treasury, he couldn't help.

"Hahaha!"

Linn, who had fooled Sherlock for the first time, showed a child-like smile. He hadn't been so happy for a long time. Probably since that mysterious man disappeared, and as his competitiveness grew, he couldn't find anyone who could do his best. The smart people who went there later switched to social games.

Facts have proved that Linn still has the fire hidden in his heart, but he needs a suitable partner, and the great detective Mr. Sherlock is a very good partner.

"Not cute at all compared to her appearance."

Mr. Detective, who is several years older than Lin En, said sharply that he was always able to keep up with Lin En in all aspects during the process of getting along with her. If he hadn't appeared as an investigator of the [Fate-Orienting Bureau], he would probably have become a good friend.

"So, Mr. Detective, you have chosen your prey and invited me to hunt with you?"

"It's a pity that the rabbit I was aiming for hasn't shown up yet, but a leaping deer prompted me to come look for you and I thought we'd have to talk."

"By God, last time you asked me to talk about it, I was put under house arrest for investigation. This time you asked me to talk about it. I seriously doubt whether you will suspend my position again for review at the next moment." Lin En He didn't want to talk to Sherlock at all. From the serious and sharp eyes of the great detective, he smelled the smell of trouble.

Still owe 64 chapters~~