Both gangs were obviously mercenaries, either wearing leather armor or having weapons in their hands.

"It's going to fight."

Someone in the mercenary squad where Airoth was located shouted gloatingly.

Everyone gave him a blank look, mainly because the guy shouted too loudly, and it seemed that he alarmed the two mercenaries who were preparing to fight.

But they just glanced at this side and pointed at each other's noses and cursed. Even though both sides almost slapped each other's faces, they were fighting red and had no intention of taking action.

"Is that bad?" someone in the caravan asked.

It’s not their fault. In most people’s impression, the “creatures” like mercenaries are all irritable in killing people with just a disagreement. Now they have been standing on both sides and cursing for a long time, but no one has taken action.

At this time, there were already many passers-by watching. One of the brave men heard their words and interrupted and said, "No one dared to do it in our Holy City of Wojin. Those who dared to do this for no reason would either die or work and make changes behind the cathedral."

When this passerby spoke, a feeling of pride suddenly emerged.

No one dares? This sentence itself is a provocation. At the moment, the mercenary squad members looked at the passerby who was talking uncomfortable.

This passerby was also smart and felt the malice of the mercenaries beside him. He hid in the crowd and stopped talking.

At this time, the caravan leader Ped said: "When I entered the city just now, I bribed the guards, they emphasized several times, saying that we must not use force in Woking City, otherwise there will be serious consequences. At first, I thought it was just a routine warning, but now it seems that it should be true."

The mercenaries looked at Ped, and the captain frowned and said, "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

"Will you listen after saying that?" Ped spread his hands.

Nonsense, of course not!

The mercenaries showed a sarcastic look. If they could not avenge their enemies, why would they be mercenaries?

"Even if you are caught, you will probably be given out if you give some money."

The mercenaries laughed at this... Then they found that the crowd around them was very quiet, and almost all the onlookers looked at them with mocking eyes.

This made them extremely uncomfortable. Some mercenaries were about to get angry, but suddenly they heard a strange roar in the air. When they looked up, they saw a huge golden dragon circling in the air.

"dragon!"

The mercenaries looked a little ugly, and they were all ready for battle. The two gangs in front were scolding and saliva stopped.

"Ms. Sorilana is back."

Similar sounds were heard in the crowd around him. Compared with the mercenaries, the indigenous people of the city seemed not afraid of the giant dragon in the air at all.

The dragon hovered in the air for two times. The mercenaries felt as if they were swept by the dragon. Goose bumps all over their bodies suddenly appeared, and their sense of crisis increased greatly.

Fortunately, the dragon soon flew into a castle in the distance, and when it approached, it turned into a human form and turned into a vague black dot.

The two gangs of mercenaries who were swearing each snorted and then dispersed. When the onlookers saw that there was no good show, they all left slowly.

Looking at this scene, Airos said: "Captain, I think it's better not to cause trouble before I figure out what the situation is in this city."

"I feel so too." The mercenary captain smiled.

The truck was taken by Ped to the open space behind a large hotel and parked. The mercenary team entered the hotel first and then made Ped check in in their way before they checked the hotel.

The long journey was a very tiring thing. After the caravan and mercenaries entered the hotel, they asked several people to guard them, and the others fell down and fell asleep.

About five hours later, Airos woke up from his sleep, and after he handed over the defense mission with his companions in the aisle, he stood at the window and looked at the street view below.

It was already night, and he had passed many cities along the way. Every city was quite quiet after nightfall.

But this city is different. The shops on the street are still open. There seem to be more pedestrians on the street than during the day. Moreover, the expressions of each pedestrian are quite relaxed. There are also many children holding their parents' hands and playing on the street.

This is too peaceful!

There is no such image in the northern border. The cold night is one aspect, and the other reason is that at night, there are certain special forces in the world, with ghosts and monsters rampant in the darkness, and ordinary people dare not come out at all.

Could it be that there is no force involved in the dark side of this city?

Soon the companions woke up one after another. After having dinner provided by the hotel, Airos and the captain said they wanted to go out for a walk.

"Then be careful, although you are very strong."

Airos chuckled and said, "Even ordinary people dare to play at night, I should be fine if I am a mercenary."

He left his weapon in the room, changed into ordinary clothes, treated himself as an ordinary person, and walked out of the hotel.

Because Airos has never visited at night since he was a child, everything about this city is quite novel.

Whether it is the brightly lit streets or the faces of ordinary people full of happiness.

If his sister was still alive... Airos sighed and wandered leisurely on the street. When he merged into the crowd, he could feel the peace of the city even more. He had not seen a single thief along the way, not to mention mercenary fights, even thieves.

Until midnight, there were fewer people on the streets, but it still seemed very lively.

After walking for nearly three hours, Airos was also a little tired. He found a very lively tavern and went in to sit down.

He ordered a glass of fruit wine to the shy waitress. As soon as he drank a sip, a handsome young man sat opposite him with a santry choir on his back.

"Sorry, because there is no other location, can I let me sit here?"

Airos looked around and confirmed that as the young man said, he nodded.

Unlike his irritable companions, Airos prefers being convenient to others.

The young man took a sip of the fruit wine brought by the waitress, looked up and down for a while, and said, "This is your first time in this city."

"How can I see it?"

"The aura is different." The young man smiled: "As long as people live in this city for a few months, their personalities will become much gentler, and you are more like a long sword that has not been completely sheathed."

Airos was a little surprised and asked back, "So, are you a regular visitor to this city?"

“To be precise, I am a resident of this city.”

Airos looked at the santry zither being hugged by the young man: "A bard who owns his own land?"
Chapter completed!