"I heard that another group of people were killed today, just north of Rondel Mountain Road..."
"Londel Pass? Isn't that right? Why did I hear Captain Foley say that an unknown force was encountered there, and the fifth team suffered heavy casualties..."
"What are you doing?"
"No, nothing captain! We are just... uh, discussing whether to report the escape of civilians!"
"Are there civilians fleeing again? Where did they flee to?"
"Report, they escaped to the Harlem area!"
"...Harlom? Forget it, those untouchables should have been locked up in that place anyway..."
"But, captain, the resistance there has become more and more obvious. If you continue to ignore it..."
Zaraha, known as the ancient city, looks like an ordinary castle from the outside. Thick wall tiles left over from ancient times also appear in front of every passerby from time to time, with irregular horizontal and vertical distribution and bands.
The gray and black color with historical deposits proves the antiquity of this place. Through the little light leaking from the surrounding tall city walls, Duan Qing can also see the patterns left by the ancient builders and the patterns left by the thousands of years of war on the shady sides of these walls.
The traces left behind were only a dozen streets deep behind enemy lines, and the thrilling situation of a captain and two soldiers blocking the middle of the road in front of him did not allow him to allocate much energy and time on these ancient scenery with a sense of time.
Now: "Prepare..."
"Three, two, one...pass!"
call--
A gust of breeze without warning then appeared behind the three Imperial soldiers who were talking in the streets of the ancient city, and drew white trails with snowflakes over the quiet streets. Several Imperial soldiers who were talking followed this path.
Looking in the direction where the breeze was coming, all that came into view was an empty corner with scattered snow flying in the air. Hands covered with armor pressed on the hilts of their swords, and then the three high-level warriors belonging to the empire slowly
Walking to the source of the wind, the alert faces and their joint turning movements looked at the other side of the corner: "...there is no situation."
"Huh... Although it looks very scary, there shouldn't be any big problems."
Hiding at the corner of the street at the end of the field of vision, Duan Qing looked back at the scene where the three figures gradually dispersed and walked back to the original place. Then he put away the hand holding the sword hilt and nodded towards the others behind him.
: "At last they were not discovered..."
"As expected of Her Majesty the Queen." The little fish hiding next to him shouted in a low voice, looking excited like a child who got a good toy: "Even I can run like that
Quick!"
"The key point is silence." Legend of Lieyan standing next to him looked down at his feet, and then his eyes fell on Duan Qing in front: "Your wind condensation technique is also very important."
"If the people in the Mages Council knew that I used this thing to create false impressions, they might have one more reason to hunt me down." In response to the other players' words helplessly, Duan Qing's voice followed his turn and moved forward.
He moved and fell into the distance again: "Hurry up."
"We still have half the way to go."
He grabbed Aina's hand next to him, and his figure disappeared from everyone's eyes again. His extremely fast speed seemed not to be hindered by his follower at all, and he kept running back and forth in the outer streets of Zaraha City.
There are almost no players in the streets and alleys, which makes it less easy for this mixed team to see through. The increasingly sparse distribution of guards also makes it less difficult for Duan Qing and others to break through.
The imperial armor that Maggie forcibly put on Legend of Flame seemed to have caused a lot of trouble to Duan Qing and the others in the process: "...you! What do you guys do?"
"I, I am Tamo, a member of the Empire's 28th Squadron! Now I need to escort this civilian to the market area!"
"Detachment 28? Has our garrison number in Zaraha City reached this far back... Forget it, be careful, it's getting more and more unsafe over there now."
"It doesn't matter, we just want to... let go, don't worry! Whoever dares to mess with us on this site will definitely teach them how powerful we are, hahahahaha!"
The sweat on his face became more and more intense, and the legend of Lie Yan, who was talking about the "beggar's version of Xiao Yu'er", repeatedly broke through the interrogations of the imperial soldiers who occasionally appeared in front of him along the street, and his stumbling steps followed.
With an increasingly uneasy expression, they walked through most of the city and came to the Harlem area known as the market area without any danger. Scenes of the lives of ordinary city residents also began to appear as they approached.
In the field of vision of Duan Qing and others, there are more and more movements that are unique to ordinary people's lives. Some of them are hurriedly entering and exiting their courtyards under the supervision of the imperial guards who are still around.
Some of them started war-era businesses in the corners of the streets and alleys in this area: "The newly imported star wheat is a product from Fenghua Town thousands of miles away! Each bag has ten gold coins, and the last ten bags
!”
"Excellent decorations! Gems! Cuttings! Utensils! Low price! Those who are willing to exchange bread can get a 50% discount!"
"The blue wine from Harlem Bar, the latest brew made last night!"
"Groceries, groceries, the lowest prices in the city, no bargaining, just leave when sold out——"
"I said……"
Looking at the increasingly lively scene that emerged in front of him, Legend of Lieyan, who was walking at the back of the team, murmured and sighed: "This doesn't look like a place where dying people are imprisoned at all."
"No, what we see should be just the appearance."
Quietly pointing at the imperial soldiers among the hawkers, Duan Qing, who was hiding aside, replied in a low voice: "Based on what Maggie described before...if there is really a resistance force here.
If they live in a settlement, maybe what they see in front of them is their disguise."
"In other words... these hawkers are all rebels?" Legend of Flames whispered, and his eyes looking forward became interested: "Don't tell me, this is really acting like it.
.”
"Maybe they are just ordinary civilians." Duan Qing shook his head again: "Normal life now..."
"It's just a cover for people who can't show up."
Feeling Ruoyouruowu's eyes constantly coming from all around the streets, he stabilized his mind, then took the hand of Ayina, who still looked uneasy, and took the lead towards the depths of this seemingly lively area.
Walking away. The heat inside the armor seemed to increase by two points due to the nervousness. Legend of Lieyan looked at Xiao Yuer and then tugged on his collar, trying to keep up.
Two imperial guards who came out of the corner stopped them in front with their sharp eyes: "You two! Stop! Are you...?"
"We are... I am Tamo from the Empire's 28th Division! I'm here to send a new civilian here today!"
"Newcomer? Another untouchable is disobedient?"
His eyes stayed on the frightened Xiao Yu'er's face for a while, and one of the imperial soldiers showed a man's unique explicit look on his face: "It seems to be very good, hehehehehe..."
"Don't cause trouble, Scott." Another soldier with a gun standing next to him immediately warned: "If you cause trouble for the general again... there will really be no one to protect you next time."
"...Okay, okay, it's really boring."
After glaring at each other with the teammate, the soldier known as Scott waved his hand with a bored look on his face, and then moved his eyes away from the little fish who didn't look very attractive, and turned to
On the body of Legend of Flame: "Tower...Tucker, right? Forget it, no matter what your name is...the concentration camp is over there, just put it down and leave."
"Concentration camp?" Then Legend of Flames was slightly stunned: "Didn't it mean that the entire Harlem area is a place of detention? What the hell is a concentration camp?"
"It's not a ghost, it's a place specially set up to detain disobedient untouchables." The soldier named Scott licked his lips: "As long as you stay in that place for two days, those so-called fleas will
Know the methods of our empire, and then feel at ease..."
"Wait a moment."
Immediately interrupting the words of his companions, the imperial soldiers who came with Scott cast a slightly strange look on Legend of Flame: "Don't you know...concentration camps?"
"Uh...I'm new here, new here, hahahahaha..."
"The 28th Imperial Squadron..."
His eyes kept looking up and down the sweaty Lieyan Legend for a while, and the suspicion in the eyes of the imperial soldier became more and more intense: "When was the 28th Squadron of the Empire established? You guys
Who is the captain?"
"Our captain... uh... that..."
Taking a step back slightly, Legend of Lieyan put his sweaty palms on the white sword at his waist: "Our captain is called..."
boom!
A chest-shattering explosion suddenly sounded in the alley not far away, at the end of the corner in front of the four people confronting each other. The strong shock wave then drove an airflow that was enough to blow everything away, and was blown away by another person on the street corner in front of them.
Sprayed out sideways. Stabilizing his body in a standard defensive posture, the two soldiers who were interrogating the legend of the flames rushed to the other side of the corner where the explosion occurred with two meteor-like strides, and then stood on the other side of the corner where the explosion occurred.
Amid the screams of civilians all around, he caught a tall figure turning away and asked, "...who is it?"
"Is he someone who resists the forces?"
"This is Rodman and Scott from the Fourth Imperial Squadron! Answer my question!"
"You... stop for me!"
The sound of the fierce battle was accompanied by the sudden rush of the two figures, echoing on the other side of the street corner that could no longer be seen. Lieyan Legend and Xiao Yu'er, who were standing there, also slowly let go of their desire.
Pulling out the weapon's hand, he stared blankly at the smoke and dust that had not yet disappeared in front of him. The screams that surrounded him became smaller and smaller as the civilians moved away, and were replaced by the same sound.
When the imperial soldiers rushed to the vicinity of the explosion, they shouted louder and louder, but a strong tearing force appeared immediately behind the two players who had not yet fully woken up, and at the same time, there were also objects floating around them.
A low voice reminded me: "What are you still doing?"
"Let's go quickly!"
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"A glass of Jacks, thank you."
Some time later, in the Harlom Tavern, the figures belonging to Duan Qing and the Legend of Lieyan were sitting opposite each other on one of the small tables in the back of the tavern. He looked as if nothing had happened and then waved his hand to call a waiter.
, while looking at the large shield warrior opposite who had taken off his imperial armor: "What do you want?"
"...Ordinary ale will do."
Breathlessly answering the question, Legend of Flame leaned his back against the wooden chair that was completely unsuitable for his body: "I don't want to drink too much. What happened today is scary enough. If anything,
According to statistics, I must have sweated more today than I have in the past year..."
"Hahahaha, I know, I know, the thrill of infiltrating in disguise... sometimes is even stronger than fighting head-on." Then Duan Qing showed a smile that was empathetic: "I know this mission.
It’s hard for you, but aren’t you doing very well now? With some training in the future, you might become a powerful adventurer and an experienced master of disguise…”
"No, no, no, please spare me."
Amid the sound of Xiao Yu'er covering his mouth and snickering next to him, Legend of Flames waved his hand resolutely: "If I had a choice, I'd better choose to charge into the battle which is more suitable for me. I don't have anything to say about myself.
But if this delays everyone’s plans..."
"Then it's no longer a joke."
As if he was talking about business, Duan Qing's laughter slowly subsided: "Tell me about the situation... How is the contact going? Can they come over?"
"Of course there is no problem, but... because they all died far away, it will take at least two days to get here." Legend of Flames replied in a serious voice: "I asked before when I went offline, what is the difference between Fatty Flying Man and Fatty Flying Sky?
Tudou all said there was no problem, except for the Yangtze River No. 7 who had just joined... I don’t have his contact information, and I don’t know where he went.”
"...Don't worry about him. Arrange the rest of the plan first."
Shaking his head slightly, Duan Qing leaned forward involuntarily: "After they arrive, I will assign the tasks Maggie gave us."
"That woman..." Lieyan Legend's voice became even lower: "Didn't she say she was waiting for us here? Then just now..."
"It seems you still don't believe it."
A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and Duan Qing stood up helplessly after interrupting the other party: "In that case, let me explain it from another angle."
Under the puzzled looks of the two players on the opposite side, he took the glass of wine placed on the tray by the tavern waiter who just came over, and then moved elegantly to one of the square tables on the other side of the tavern.
A burly drinker sat down slowly across from him: "The person who took action just now..."
"Is it you, Your Majesty the Magician?"
This chapter has been completed!