Chapter 60 The Mysterious Attack and Fang Plover's Plan
In the last few days of El Paxin, Fang Yu fully realized what it means to have a plan that cannot change quickly.
First, soldiers from the Silver Wind Knights appeared near the inn, forcing everyone to move. Fortunately, Sylvide had connections, and Princess Tobrian found a hiding place for them near an old arsenal in the lower area.
What follows is a typical domino-like sequence of planned disasters.
The unexpected action delayed the day's procurement work, delayed the negotiations between Attila and Sylvide and the smugglers in the lower city, and directly led to the postponement of the city plan. In order to meet the time, it also caused an additional increase in costs.
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Only then did Fang Yu realize that planning is not something to be taken for granted. In an ideal state, one must always face endless surprises.
But misfortunes never come singly. A sudden rainstorm hit El Paxin the next day, and the rainwater poured into the sewers, causing the water level to surge. As a result, it was delayed until the early morning of the third day before the three of them were able to leave the city with the smugglers.
The smugglers took them to the agreed place, collected the balance, and then said goodbye to them and left.
Fang Plover watched those people waving their hands and walking away in the rain. He turned back to look at the wet-haired Red with some surprise, and asked curiously: "I'm still worried that you will conflict with them, Mr. Red?
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The lion man shook his huge head, causing water to splash and all over the two of them. "Hey, what are you doing, Red!" Parker shouted angrily: "I said it last time, next time
No matter what you do, it’s best to stay away.”
"Ah, I'm sorry, little one," Rhett replied nonchalantly, then turned back and asked Fang Plover, "Why do you say that, little boy, our leader?"
"Aren't you a paladin of Malan? Well... I heard that the paladin of Aitaria hate evil with hatred?"
"It depends on how you define justice, little one," the lion man squinted his eyes and looked in the direction of Elpaxin in the mist and rain, took out his pipe and wiped the muddy water on it, and replied: "We are the knights of the goddess.
We, not the jurists of Blandia, work to strip people of superfluous attributes in order to put them into a framework; we, on the other hand, act according to our hearts.”
"heart?"
"Sympathy, compassion, a sense of honor, a sense of responsibility," Rhett looked at Fang Plover and replied calmly: "The bachelors of Bolandia claim that order does not make mistakes, but we often make mistakes. That is why we understand
Only with the limitations of mortals and not being arrogant and confused can one be worthy of one's heart and worthy of Marlan's teachings."
He looked at the backs of those people in the distance. "Smugglers, thieves, liars, there are all kinds of people in the lower city, but there are also people who are not bad in nature, because sometimes you can't choose your origin. Don't
Biased, Ed, listen carefully to the answer the wind tells you."
"Don't listen to this big cat," the Papalar man wiped the water droplets from his hair and replied angrily: "It's always chattering. The wind won't tell you anything at all. At most, it will make some noise.
Boring scream, woo woo woo"
In response to Parker's rebuttal, the lion laughed and said nothing.
However, Fang Yu only mentioned it, and he didn't really intervene in the debate between the two.
He looked around. They and Etila had made an appointment to meet here. Logically speaking, they had been delayed in the sewer all night. They should have arrived first, but at this time, there were no beasts of burden in the surrounding fields.
Towering back.
This made Fang Yu feel a little worried.
However, he did not expect that he would have to wait for several hours. It was not until almost noon that the tall figure of 'Mr. Gray Rock' slowly appeared in his field of vision.
But when Aitila and his party came closer and Fang Plover got on the beast of burden, he realized that his worries had become a reality:
The newly repaired platform on the back of the beast looked even more miserable than before. One of the suspension bridges was broken, the shield outside the platform was covered with broken arrows, and there were shocking knife marks everywhere. Everyone seemed to have experienced something.
A great battle.
Tianlan's head was wrapped with a somewhat funny gauze. She knocked her head during the battle and had a big bump on her forehead. Miss Atila was slashed on her right arm, and the bandage was stained red with blood, which looked quite scary.
But the most seriously injured of all was Kitta. In order to protect her books, the future naturalist lady tried her best to block the gangsters with her thin body and prevented them from rushing into the house. However, the sword wound on her right chest was almost penetrating.
Although a therapist was hired to save his life after the battle, he was still suffering from infection and high fever. In a world without antibiotics, he could only rely on the long-term care of a priest.
There was no Mirela priest in the team, and Elpaxin could not find any professional clergy who might be able to take care of her. Fortunately, Sylvide was qualified as a pharmacist, and the noble lady took the initiative to take care of Kita.
This attack came so suddenly that it was almost impossible to find a clue.
Fang Yu asked Etila what the battle was all about, but the latter couldn't explain the reason and just shook his head slightly.
The attacker was not one person, but had an obvious organization, but they did not leave much information on the battlefield. They suddenly appeared and left before the guards arrived. Tianlan told him that it seemed that Jita saw the attack in the chaos.
The identity of the perpetrator was revealed, but the clue to the little girl's current condition was of no use.
The battle took place before leaving the city.
But what enemies do they have in Elpaxin? First of all, it can't be the military and the Silver Wind Knights. They don't have the use of such methods.
The first thing that Fang Yu thought of was the 'eldest sister' and his party he met at Traveler's Rest. They did have a motive, and they recognized Atila and Tianlan, but it was doubtful whether the other party had the strength.
Then he has another potential enemy, the Red Jackets of Jefflite, descendants of Flor. The Red Jackets have this strength, but they don’t seem to have the motive. Even if the Red Jackets see the Continental League and recognize it
I don't know Etila and Tianlan either.
Or maybe it's the Dragon Cult. But this hypothesis is too horrifying. They haven't even officially started the investigation, and the other party has already come to the door. Isn't this a bit too much?
Fang Yu couldn't think of a reason, so he had to ask some detailed questions. Only then did he know that the attacker's level was not low. Ordinary members would not be inferior to Etila, but Sylvide's maid could fight one against two or even two.
One against three.
Fang Yu didn't know how high Shesta's level was, but he knew that Aitila's total level was level 13, of which there were a total of 9 combat levels. Level 6 hunter and level 4 druid were originally level 3, but
After the battle of Traveler's Rest, it was upgraded to another level. The natives themselves do not have a selector system, but Aitaria is an information state after all, and Tianlan and others can help check her information.
The combined experience invested by a level 6 hunter and a level 4 druid equals a level 9 ranger. Of course, the elf girl also has a level 7 chef level, but that one has no combat effectiveness, so it can compete with the level 9 ranger.
The Foresters were at a disadvantage when fighting alone, and the average level of their opponents had at least reached the level of ordinary members of the Silver Forest Spear or the main team of the Jeffrite Red Team.
This level is even higher than the ordinary soldiers of Kaolin-Ithurion.
Organizations with such strength are rare in the First World. Upon closer inspection, there are only a few large guilds, plus the Kaolin Merchant Alliance, the Craftsmen Association and other forces of the same level.
Could it be that they were really the Jeffree Red Team? Fang Plover couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.
The only lucky thing in the whole thing was that Attila and the others were together with Sylvester. The other party seemed not to have expected the strength of the noble girl maid, and relied on Siesta to block the attacker's attack until the guards arrived.
Otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous.
Fang Yu thanked Sylvide specifically. However, what surprised him was that Sylvide was not dissatisfied because she was involved. She seemed to be not as squeamish as she said, but just generous.
I accepted his thanks.
And throughout the next day, such an attack did not happen again. However, this did not mean that the situation began to get better. The rain became heavier that night, which greatly affected the team's progress.
The original plan was to arrive at Karifan at noon on the fourth day, but it was not until midnight that we saw the shadow of the abandoned town.
Therefore, the usual trip length often refers to ordinary conditions, without taking into account bad weather. Fang Plov learned a new lesson. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh and looked at the rain pattering on the window lattice.
superior.
The water splashed over the wooden texture layer by layer, slid down along the window sill, flowed to the ground, and seeped through the gaps in the wooden boards.
Rain had been leaking from several holes left in the previous battles, and the rain floated into the house and hit his face, giving him a little chill. Although Luo Yu briefly repaired the roof in the rain yesterday, it obviously didn't cause anything.
effect.
A gentle cough came from the bed behind me.
Fang Yu turned around and looked at Miss Naturalist who was curled up in the quilt. She was usually a little shy and looked even quieter and softer at the moment. She closed her eyes tightly, her thick eyelashes drooped gently, her small face looked like
It was a piece of pale paper, with a tightly pursed mouth, so delicate that it seemed to be broken, and the breath could not be heard.
After Fang Yu confirmed that her condition was relatively stable, he checked to see if there was any raindrops on the ceiling, and then stretched out his hand to pull the quilt for her.
The room was filled with a strong herbal smell.
Naturally, Jita is here for the convenience of him and Sylvide. After all, both of them have some knowledge of pharmacy, but Sylvide is more professional in this area, and his pharmacy knowledge is mostly related to alchemy.
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In fact, due to the addition of Sylvide and her maid, the originally cramped space on the platform finally became stretched. In addition, time was too short and did not give them the opportunity to transform the platform. Therefore, Attila could only open the utility room.
A separate compartment was cleared inside, and the barrels and boxes were hung on the rope net behind the negative hill beast outside. Here, wooden boards and cloth curtains were used to separate an independent space as a temporary residence for the master and the servant.
In this way, the master and servant Sylvide lived in the room inside, while Fang Lung still lived alone in the simple space outside.
It sounds a bit charming, but it is not. Not to mention that the two of them barely slept a wink for more than thirty hours to take care of Kita, and even if they took a break from their busy schedule, Sylvester would only study the design drawings with him.
He didn't know where the noble girl got such good energy, and his own head was about to explode.
Fang Yu couldn't help but sigh again, and put the back of his hand against Jita's hot forehead, tested the temperature, then dipped it in water and changed a towel for her. Sylvide told him not long ago that this little girl has passed the test.
Now that the crisis period is over, this can be regarded as the only good news of the day.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look inside.
There is a small compartment at the back of the carriage, with almost only room for two people to turn around. In the room, Sylvester sat on a wooden box, with a suitcase that she never left alone beside it. There were several piles piled beside the suitcase.
The books are all about knight romances, some of which are translated from works written on Earth.
She lowered her head and read the book intently. Occasionally, she turned a page lightly and the pages made a clattering sound.
And as if she felt Fang Plover's gaze, Sylvide raised her head in surprise and asked in a clear voice: "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing," Fang Yu shook his head. "Don't you need to take a rest?" It has been more than thirty hours since Jita was injured, and the other party has hardly slept a wink. Not to mention he is in high spirits, but it seems that there is nothing wrong with it.
Sleepy look.
"No need," Sylvide smiled slightly, but the answer was not what he expected. "But Mr. Captain, you must be more tired than me. Are you almost done?"
"Don't call me Mr. Captain, Miss Sylvide," Fang Plover sighed. "I don't even have a ship. If you call me that, people will laugh out loud."
"What about Mr. Leader?"
"That's a bit unworthy of the name."
"Okay, Captain," Sylvide closed the book and looked at him jokingly, seeming to enjoy chatting with him. "It's better than I thought, Mr. Ed."
"Better than expected?" Fang Qian was stunned.
"This position requires both ability and responsibility," Sylvide said softly: "I want to see what kind of person will inherit my father's last wish, so I asked Miss Attila not to help you deal with these troubles.
Mr. Ed won’t blame me, right?”
Fang Yu shook his head.
His own adventure group, this sentence is not only a romantic-sounding dream, but also a realistic responsibility. Only now did he somewhat understand Miss Scarpet's feelings. What she and Mr. Quelord were responsible for was a whole
Team trust.
He looked at the frail and frail Miss Naturalist on the bed, and had an inexplicable feeling in his heart, feeling that he should do better.
Because Aitaria is not only a dream journey, but also the many difficulties and challenges that the forerunners have faced. Curiosity and exploration of the unknown are based on courage and mankind's conquest of itself.
It should be perfect and unyielding.
"Miss Sylvide, maybe I am a little childish, just like she said."
Fang Plover said to himself.
"What?" Sylvide blinked and looked at him curiously.
But Fang Yu only raised his head and smiled slightly at her.
Lightning flashed across the night sky outside, and the uncertain forest cast a pale light on the faces of the two people inside. This might be the last thunderstorm after autumn, but it came at the wrong time.
In the small room, the light of the candle was dim, swaying with the slow steps of the Gray Ridge Negative Hill Beast.
Miss Goblin sat in her old position under the leaves of the wisteria and looked at the two of them quietly. Her green eyes seemed to reflect a layer of rain light, which was clear and moving. Human beings always made her curious, as if they were endless.
knowledge and treasures.
Mr. Knight seemed to have changed a bit, his heartbeat was generous and strong, and she couldn't tell which one felt better.
Water drops fell from the leaf tips, like falling diamonds, smashing to pieces on the table.
You can't always be childish
Sylvide put down her book and watched with interest as Fang Plover turned around and continued to do the things at hand. This was the first time she saw this big boy looking so unfocused.
There are two strange magic tools on the table.
Fang Yu bent down again and pulled out a box from under the simple wooden table. It contained a whole box of A crystals, which were clinking against each other. Of course, he himself wouldn't need so many.
But he already had a half-baked plan in mind.
This inexplicable attack made Fang Yu remember many things again, such as the dawn star that night, Elsa who died in front of him, and that little girl's unblinking eyes.
That was the first time he realized what was underneath the glamorous surface of Etalia, so he would never watch such a tragedy happen again to Etalia and the others. Fortunately, he was different from that time and understood
know what you should do.
First of all, he is an alchemist, a craftsman, and a maker. Fang Piao is extremely clear about the role of an alchemist in a team, and this is the first part of his plan.
At this time, Tian Lan complained from outside, probably complaining that Luo Yu had not repaired the ceiling, causing water leakage on the platform. Not long after, the two stopped and knocked on the door.
Fang Plover raised his head and said, "Please come in."
Luo Yu then pushed the door open and walked in. Tian Lan stood behind him with her neck curled up. Behind him was the quiet Shesta. She first looked at Fang Pulong with a wary look, and then looked behind him.
The fairy lady naturally disappeared without realizing it.
Tianlan poked her head curiously outside: "Sister Sylvide, how is Jita?"
"Everything is fine. She is lucky and has no infection," Sylvide looked at the two of them and replied, "She should be able to wake up before the early morning."
"Mr. Ed," Luo Yu asked, "What's the matter with you asking Miss Siesta to come to us?"
Fang Yu nodded, picked up the two magic tools from the table, and said to the two of them, "Come and try this."
When Luo Yu saw that thing, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. Tian Lan shouted in surprise: "Ah, isn't this a gift from Kahn? Brother Ed, did you do this?"
Fang Plover nodded.
One of the magic instruments in his hand looks like a harp. It is no bigger than the length of a forearm, but looks very heavy. Different from ordinary harps, its bow arm structure is very complicated and covered with
There are three plug-in interfaces arranged on the metal pipe and bow arm from bottom to top, with a beryl, a red energy crystal and a somewhat peculiar small gear plug-in set inserted respectively.
This is a typical Karn magic harp, named after the alchemist of the same name eleven centuries ago. Its working principle is to use the magic crystal connected to the twelve strings to mobilize the etheric magic, but to use it requires considerable talent.
Professional knowledge is what the Bard of Etalia is capable of.
Tian Lan couldn't put it down and took the harp from Fang Plover, blinking her eyes and asked him: "Brother Ed, is this for me?"
Fang Yu couldn't help but laugh. "Otherwise, who is it for?"
"That's great!" Tianlan couldn't help but screamed in surprise, and gave Fang Pulver a heavy hug: "I love you to death, Brother Ed, I will treat this as the best birthday gift!"
"Birthday?" Fang Yu was stunned.
"Ah?" Tianlan was also stunned: "Isn't this my birthday gift?"
Fang Yu didn't expect this at all, and couldn't help scratching his head in embarrassment: "This... that, you can think so, it's pretty much the same anyway."
Luo Yu on the side was much sharper. He took the thing from Fang Plover's hand and after careful observation, he found that it was a modified clockwork fairy. However, it was different from the spherical shell of ordinary clockwork fairies.
What's interesting is that this Clockwork Elf is diamond-shaped and looks more like a smaller Annihilator construct.
He looked up and asked, "Is this for us, Mr. Ed?"
"Huh?" Tianlan couldn't help but be stunned after hearing Luo Yu's words: "Brother Ed, aren't you confused? Luo Yu and I are trainees."
