Two days later, the Doro caravan has moved forward to the Clark River Valley, which is less than a day's journey from Ford Fortress. Although this deep valley is called a river valley, it is nothing more than a giant gorge carved out by the great flood in ancient times. It has long since disappeared.
There is river water left.
When the Doro caravan arrived in front of the Clark River Valley, Ekaterina and Lingenberg were already waiting there. Behind the two of them, hundreds of wolf cavalry stood in neat formation, and at the same time, they blocked the entrance to the valley.
Seal it tightly.
"It's Sister Katya and Uncle Lingenberg." Seeing the figure of the female werewolf and the middle-aged adjutant far away, Margaret laughed happily, but immediately glanced at the mage in the carriage next to her.
, then silenced again.
"I didn't expect it to be her." At this time, Moriarty couldn't help but sigh secretly.
We never meet again in life. I didn’t expect that after so many years, I would meet the female werewolf staff shaman who had tried her best to kill me at Ford Night Market. And it was precisely because of being injured in that battle that I
It was only then that White, his follower, finally lost an arm. Now it seems that White's vague hostility towards Margaret is indeed not unreasonable. Although the two sisters are very different in appearance and temperament, the warrior's
Intuition may still find some essential similarities and similarities.
"Go ahead, I won't get out of the car." In this situation, Moriarty really didn't want to face the ruthless scepter shaman directly, so he nodded to Margaret through the car window.
At the same time, he glanced at White on the other side.
"You just let me go like this?" The female werewolf was riding on the warg, looking sideways at the mage with a strange color in her eyes.
"Or are you planning to follow me to Erathia? If so, I'm afraid our entire team will be left here."
"Are you really not going to ask for my ransom?" Margaret snorted, feeling that she couldn't see clearly what the mage in front of her was thinking.
"Let's owe it for now. If we meet again by chance, just pay the interest and give it to me." Moriarty smiled slightly.
"Huh, I'm not used to being in debt to others."
It seemed that she was a little dissatisfied with Moriarty's understatement, and even Margaret herself didn't quite understand why the plain farewell in front of her made her feel disappointed and even slightly angry. The female werewolf pulled a pendant from her neck.
The object was thrown into the mage's carriage with a "swish" sound.
"Take it. If you are hunted down again in the wilderness in the future, you can come to me... come to our Wolfgang for help."
Moriarty reached out and took it, only to find that it was a pale golden wolf tooth, about the size of a thumb, slightly cool to the touch, and with traces of tiny scratches on its surface.
"Thank you." Looking at Margaret's somewhat angry expression, Moriarty put away the wolf's fang properly under the slightly angry eyes of the other party, then took out a serrated dagger with a jet black blade and handed it out the car window.
: "My parting gift."
"This is this?" The female werewolf looked at the dagger and took it in surprise. Then she stretched out her fingertips and tapped the dagger's awnless tip. Immediately, a red blood droplet flowed out from the easily broken wound, and then quickly followed the dagger.
The edge of the blade slipped and fell to the ground.
"Magic weapon!?" Margaret couldn't help shouting immediately, which shows that she is also a knowledgeable person.
"A military dagger with a 'piercing' effect should be enough to deal with ordinary leather or mail armor. However, due to craftsmanship issues, the magic effect will be exhausted after using it about ten times, and then it will turn back into a knife.
It's just an ordinary knife. However, I still hope you like it." Moriarty briefly introduced the characteristics of the "one-star piercing dagger" produced by his own studio.
"Well, I will make good use of it, thank you." She seemed to be really happy to receive a magic weapon. The female werewolf immediately held it in her hand with great care. Then she took the scabbard given by the mage.
, insert it and put it in your arms.
"Well, goodbye, Margaret." Finally, Moriarty waved to the other party and closed his eyes silently.
"Then, goodbye."
Nodding again to the human who had taken away her "first defeat", Margaret took a deep breath and led the wolf to leave Doro's queue and run towards Wolfgang's military formation in front. Until they reached Yeka
In front of Telina, Margaret and her sister hugged each other for a moment, and then silently stopped beside the staff shaman.
At the same time, Clausewitz led the Longinus Squadron to follow slowly. But when passing the Master's carriage, the old werewolf nodded imperceptibly, and then returned to his usual silent expression. As if he was ready to face the coming
Another battle is coming, a battle in life that only concerns the old werewolf himself.
Seeing that the captured Longinus returned safely, Catherine couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
On the other side, two werewolf warriors brought out a long wooden box and handed it to the Doro caravan. It naturally contained red crystals as ransom. As an experienced businessman, Franklin quickly tested the quality of the crystals in the box. The result was that
Make people satisfied.
At this point, both people and goods are cleared.
Ekaterina, who had been warned by the Duke's father in advance, had no intention of retaliating immediately. She just secretly wrote down the name of Doro's caravan, looked deeply at the mage's car, and then took the car with Lingenberg.
The numerous wolf riders left and galloped toward the northwest.
"These beasts are finally gone!"
Watching Wolfgang leave quickly, everyone in the Doro caravan, including the steward and the two middle-level knights, exhaled sharply. It was as if a mountain pressing on everyone's chest had been lifted away, which was shocking.
I wish I could shout with joy and joy.
"What are you arguing about!? Hurry up and continue on the road. If you want to yell or yell, wait until you get back to Fort Ford." But soon, the cautious Franklin shouted to the cheering crowd.
Then, the caravan's wheels started rolling again, and then crossed the Clark River Valley at full speed, rushing towards Ford's Fortress, which was already in front.
"Did you really want to take action just now?" Sitting in the bumpy carriage, Moriarty turned his head and asked his followers riding horses beside him.
"Yes." White's voice buzzed out from inside the semi-enclosed helmet, but it carried an unforgettable feeling of depression. Of course, when anyone suddenly encounters a life-or-death enemy who has a hatred of his own, he will
It is extremely difficult to restrain the desire for revenge, and it also requires enduring heart-wrenching pain.
"If you use lion's roar with explosive arrows, how sure are you that you can kill the scepter shaman and her follower?" Moriarty continued to ask.
"50%." Not taking action does not mean that he is not preparing to take action. At least in White's mind, he has simulated the scene of the armor-piercing bursting arrow being fired countless times.
"Fifty percent...it's worth a try." Moriarty withdrew his gaze, remained silent for a moment, and finally sighed softly: "I'm sorry, you lost the opportunity for revenge."
"It's nothing, we will meet again in the future." White shook his head slightly, his voice as hard as iron.
In order to rush back to Fort Ford as soon as possible, the entire caravan traveled all night and finally arrived at the southwest gate of the human kingdom in the morning of the next day.
When Doro's last truck passed the quick inspection of the guards and entered the castle, everyone in the caravan suddenly felt dizzy, as if they had just experienced more than 20 life-or-death hardships.
Day and night have been a nightmare that has been too long, and now the moment of awakening has finally arrived. Some members even knelt down on the ground and cried loudly, attracting other caravans and city gate guards who were coming in and out to stop and watch. However,
Franklin, who was also in a complicated mood, did not immediately step forward to stop his team members from expressing their gratitude. He just stood aside and waited silently for them to calm down.
Due to the serious losses of the caravan and the large number of casualties, the caravan manager was eager to rush back to the chamber of commerce headquarters to report the situation and deal with various aftermath matters. Especially this time, he had made a big enmity with the barbaric totem. For the sake of the future safety of the trade routes, Doro
The Chamber of Commerce must come up with a proper response strategy as soon as possible.
As for Moriarty, he planned to stop briefly at Fort Ford before heading back to Kent again.
So, after saying a cherished farewell, Franklin left a box of top-grade red crystals to Moriarty, and he continued northward with the remaining caravan without stopping.
"Where are we going now?" Looking at the caravan's back, White took a deep breath and looked at Moriarty and asked.
"Let's find a hotel to rest first. After dusk, how about going to Roland Bar for dinner?" Moriarty said with a smile as he looked at the sun that had just risen above his head.
"That's right. But before I go to Roland, I want to drink a glass of golden ale first." White shook his head and laughed.
"good idea."
Immediately, Moriarty put the wooden box containing the red crystal into his space pocket, and then headed towards the commercial district in the fortress with White.
After finding a mid-range hotel, Moriarty directly asked for a suite, and ordered hot water and lunch service. After accepting a deposit of one gold coin, the hotel owner immediately and diligently led the two of them to what was said to be their place.
It would be best to have a VIP suite. As for the small objections that I originally had about White, who was wearing armor and holding a shield, they also flew into ashes in front of the yellow gold coins.
After taking a nice hot bath and having their first proper meal in three weeks, Moriarty and White lay down on their own big beds and rested. Soon, White's
There was an unusually loud snoring sound coming from there. The snoring sound was so strong that it made people think that there was too much fatigue and hard work accumulated in it, and it was almost overflowing.
And amid such accompaniment, Moriarty slowly closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep with peace of mind.
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