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Chapter 661 The old friend of the wind path

 Beyond the Sikal Mountains, there is of course more than one mountain road from Delrayon to Kasenlik, but the Windy Trail is the smoothest road that can pass a horse-drawn carriage, and it is also the best road to travel.

Even in modern times when steam trains are connected to the Sikar Pass, this mountain road that has existed since ancient times is still the most important trade route in the nearby area.

The windy path winds around the Sikal Mountains, eventually crossing the border and leading to a foreign city on the other side of the mountains. The Red Water Camp is the largest outpost set up by the Delarian Royal Army in the border area.

and military barracks. On the one hand, this place is responsible for defense and investigation. On the other hand, it also cooperates with checkpoints and tax officials to manage the issue of entry and exit goods.

Of course, in addition to the Red Water Camp, there are other military camps in the Sikal Mountains, but those are not known to ordinary people.

The Redwater Camp itself does not allow any unrelated personnel other than soldiers to enter, but a place is also needed to rest in the mountains and prepare goods. After all, it takes time to go down the mountain from the Redwater Camp into the city.

Therefore, the travelers spontaneously gathered into a small camp outside the military camp. The businessmen, who saw the business opportunity, used some means to get the chief of the Red Water Camp to agree to build a building, and there was also a small hotel in the travelers' camp.

, warehouses and taverns.

Although the building is simple, it is better than nothing.

When Shade went up the mountain, he happened to meet a farmer from Fort Midhill who wanted to pull a donkey cart of grain to the south to sell through the windy path. So he paid two pence for a ride, sat behind the grain cart and drove the cart.

The old man was walking towards the mountains while chatting.

Xia De was very curious. Why did the man still come out to transport food when he seemed to be in his fifties? The old man smiled and told Xia De:

"The children have gone to big cities like Fort Midhill, but the land cannot be left unused. This is the land passed down from our ancestors."

Even riding a donkey cart, Shade didn't finally see the towering sentry tower of the Red Water Camp until almost one o'clock in the afternoon. You must know that although he didn't set off until after ten o'clock, he set off from the abandoned tower in the mountain, not completely.

Starting from the bottom of the mountain. In other words, unless you are riding a horse or taking a car, even if an ordinary person enters the mountain in the morning, he will not be able to reach the Red Water Camp until almost evening.

Shade said goodbye to the talkative old man at the camp. The latter had to go to the checkpoint in front and pay the tax before he could get the customs clearance documents. Shade waved and then stood next to the road sign written in both languages.

, look to his right.

On the right side is a small peak. Wooden steps and corridors are built on the steep part, leading to the higher military camp surrounded by rough stone fences and wooden wall fences. I don’t know if the top of the small peak was leveled by humans or it is already flat. Hongshui Camp

It is located on top. With only a few arrow towers and gun ports, any enemy who wants to attack from here can be easily blocked.

Standing on the roadside, you can see the patrolling soldiers standing on the top of the high wooden wall, and you can also hear the faint sound of shouting slogans.

The "Traveler's Camp" written in two languages ​​on the road sign is a camp surrounded by small peaks and located next to the checkpoint on the Fengqi Trail. The trees in the forest have been cut down and the ground has been cleared. There are no wooden buildings with a maximum of two floors.

They are scattered scattered throughout the camp, and simple wooden fences used to protect against wild animals crookedly circle the scope of the travelers' camp.

Although it is in the mountains, it looks very lively. Businessmen driving horse-drawn carriages and travelers passing through the place shuttled through the camp. People speaking different languages ​​​​gathered together to complain about the inconveniences of water. Fire and theft prevention slogans were

Carved everywhere, while the soldiers on vacation were laughing and walking in and out of the tavern arm-in-arm.

There is even an innkeeper who specializes in serving travelers. He is trying to nail a wooden board with advertisements on the wooden fence outside the camp. But when Shade approached the camp, he was approached by the collector who was close to the fence.

The rude butcher drove away with a knife for chopping steaks:

"This is my territory, hang up your dirty sign somewhere else!"

The butcher, who had a strong accent, added two words that Shade didn't know how to translate into the sentence to describe the despicable behavior of the innkeeper, which made people who saw this scene laugh.

Although the campground has an entrance, no one is here to collect tolls or other fees.

Foreigners who had never seen such a scene looked around with interest after entering the camp. However, the area of ​​the travelers' camp was only three times the size of Saint Teresa Square at most, and at least a quarter of the area was a warehouse.

, so although it looks fresh here, after looking at it a few times, I feel that there is actually nothing interesting.

Captain Rades After the incident at the Fort Midhill Mechanical College last week, Joshua met today at the Blue Rose Tavern in the Traveler Camp. This should be a tavern with a relatively high consumption level in the camp. The reason for the judgment is not because of the slightly different name.

It looks elegant because the people who come in and out of here are all travelers who look well-dressed.

When I opened the door of the tavern, I was greeted by the noisy sound and the smell of alcohol mixed with fermented food.

After taking a quick look and not seeing Captain Rades, Shade guessed that the Captain probably thought he would arrive in the afternoon, so he walked to the tavern counter first and ordered a glass of cider.

The price of goods in the traveler's camp seems to be higher than that in the city, but this is understandable. After all, no matter what you bring from the city to the mountains, you have to pay for it.

There were really many guests in the tavern at noon. In addition to apple cider, Shade also ordered a piece of fried carrot meat for his lunch. He sat down at the table in the corner and called the waiter in the tavern to order a piece of this morning.

"Sikal Morning News" to give yourself something to do while eating.

A newspaper that obviously only sells for 3p in the city actually sells for 4p in the traveler's camp. Although it is only one penny more, it is expensive. Shade knows that there is probably no bargaining here, so he doesn't say much, just pretends to be.

When he counted out the change and handed the four small coins into the waiter's hand, the door of the tavern was pushed open again.

Shade looked in that direction subconsciously, and the person who entered the door also noticed Shade's gaze and looked over at the same time.

"Um?"

It's a pity that the person who came in was not Captain Rades, but he was also an acquaintance of Shade. His hair was extremely short, and only fluffy stubble could be seen. His skin was dark, and his eyes had extremely severe double eyelids. He looked to be in his thirties.

He is aged 10 years old and has a thin build. He is wrapped in an old-fashioned brown robe that looks like something people often wear in desert areas. He holds a notebook in his right hand. He has extremely short eyelashes and unusually bright black eyes.

"Mr. Sean Asmon?"

This is the "Demonologist" that Shade once met in the Pink Rose Hotel in Coldwater Port. In that not-so-serious hotel, this gentleman even lost to Shade a demon series of Rhodes cards, and...

He told him a story about a man without wishes and a devil.


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