Rosen got up sleepily, with a confused look on his face: "Yes, where is O'Lekeya?"
He planned to engage in war speculation, but he did not intend to tell the truth.
Xia Bolay looked around but couldn't find anyone, so he returned to his room and sat down on the floor, feeling depressed.
"This girl is beautiful, but she has a big problem with her brain. Whoever marries her will be unlucky."
"Who says it isn't?"
Rosen sat up and rubbed his sleepy eyes: "Uncle, leave her alone, let's start investigating."
What he saw about the ice dwarf camp didn't count, because he spoke so softly and couldn't explain the source of the information. He had to find a way to take Chabolai to take a look, and that would be fine.
Xia Bolay sighed: "Then let's check."
In comparison, Baima Town immediately became a developed area, and Silver Moon Castle became an even more coveted city on a hill.
Of course, Xia Bolai couldn't be hit, so he hid with one side of his face, raised his hand and pinched the strong man's wrist, and stood up with a leap.
The two walked very fast and soon left the town and arrived at the edge of the forest to the east of the town.
Suddenly a feeling of guilt surged into my chest, and I wanted to say a few words to comfort the other person, but I felt that all words were pale.
"Uncle, please say less."
Xia Bolay's anger was mostly gone, and he stood in the crowd with his hands on his hips and continued to curse.
If high-level warriors beat a few roughnecks in the country, it would be massacre.
But even so, it was a complete crushing.
"I heard that Maze Mountain is hundreds of miles wide. In addition to giant trees and rocks, they all look exactly the same. You will get lost as soon as you enter."
"So everyone in the town hates Silver Moon Castle very much. Of course, I hate it too! But the two gentlemen seem to be good people, so..."
After saying that, I felt like I couldn't stay here any longer, so I turned around and said to Rosen.
Naturally, Rosen had no objection. He got up and went to the tavern counter to pay the bill, bought some roasted mountain rats and a jug of water for dry food, and then quickly followed Charbolet.
The buildings in the town are scattered east and west without any planning. A few are wooden houses, and most are shacks made of wooden boards and thatch. The colors of the buildings are all black and gray, making them look very old.
"I fuck these rednecks' grandmas! Bah!"
"At first glance, it looks like the style of the masters of Silver Moon Castle. Bah! Who cares about your dirty money!"
He saw that as soon as Chabolai finished speaking, several sloppily dressed drunkards sitting next to him showed obvious anger on their faces.
Xia Bolay was immediately speechless. He looked down at the roaring strong man and found that he was in his early forties, his face was full of vicissitudes of life, his eyes were blood red, but there was a trace of moisture in the corners of his eyes.
An hour later, all his enthusiasm was exhausted, and he drank in an open-air tavern in depression.
"I'm sorry, I don't think there is any savage camp at all, it's probably just a lair of some kind of wild beast."
Seeing his shrinking look, Rosen couldn't help but want to laugh.
He also cursed loudly: "Vampire of Silver Moon Castle, see if I don't swell your face!"
Seeing Rosen say this, Xia Bolay felt relieved immediately: "Rosen, fortunately you are here."
Rosen personally walked around the Maze Mountain and knew that the baron was not telling lies. The terrain of the mountain forest was very repetitive, and outsiders might not be able to get out if they entered.
"Don't worry, I know what's going on!"
"Uh~"
It was already dark when we arrived yesterday, and we were still sitting in the carriage, so we didn't see it clearly. But when I saw it during the day, I felt that this was some kind of town. It was simply a gathering place for primitive tribes.
"Is there something wrong with these old haters' brains? They don't even want gold crowns! No wonder this damn place is so poor!"
"Rosen, is the map reliable?"
Just one kick to the left, one to the right, and more than a dozen kicks, and no one struggled anymore. They all lay on the ground and cried out in pain.
After drinking two large glasses of low-quality ale that smelled like horse urine, Charbolet complained loudly to Rosen.
Seven or eight men suddenly gathered in the open-air tavern.
Most of the residents in the town are sallow and skinny, and dressed in rags. Occasionally, you see some decently dressed ones, and the hems of their clothes and boots are stained with fishy mud.
He ran up to him and said breathlessly: "Two gentlemen, I'll show you the way. But please... give me money!"
The two of them turned around and saw a middle-aged man wearing a dirty linoleum hat and mud-stained linen clothes rushing up.
"Yes, yes, sir, you are kind and generous. What about the money?"
Naturally, Rosen would not say that he knew the way. What happened last night was already rotten in his stomach.
Xia Bolay was very happy: "You are very discerning. If I were not a good person, I would have broken your legs just now!"
The two came to the town and looked around for the guide.
"You guys are pitiful and hateful. You are as weak as a woman, but your mouth is tougher than a duck's!"
"The map is not very useful in Maze Mountain. Because the map shows that there is just a large forest here and there are basically no special landmarks."
But after all, there is still reason, and it is a matter of boxing with only one or two points of force.
After mumbling a few times, he reached into his pocket, grabbed a handful of silver coins and threw them over: "I'll use this money to treat your injuries!"
"Didn't the special envoy die of drunkenness? Why is there another special envoy? When will these two special envoys die?"
After eating a not-so-delicious but filling breakfast at the Baron's Castle, the two of them prepared to investigate the ruins of the alien camp according to yesterday's plan.
Mainly Xia Bolai was asking, while Rosen was following him to observe the situation in Yuehui Town.
He spat on the ground angrily.
Chabolai stood in the crowd. Seeing who wanted to get up, he rushed over and kicked the opponent to the ground.
"Uncle, don't be afraid. I have a good memory and will never forget the places I have passed. I will lead the way and let's go in and search."
The man took a deep breath and looked back at the way he came.
Chabolai is extremely stocky and has a low center of gravity, so his body is flexible and stable. He doesn't feel a punch or a push from the opponent at all.
After confirming that there was no one behind him, he lowered his voice and said: "The Baron said that you are all bad guys. It was because you were always pushing the deadline that the mine collapsed."
Xia Bolai was overjoyed, but also felt puzzled: "Why did you suddenly change your mind?"
"Wait! Wait!"
"Let's go, we don't need a guide anymore, it's just Maze Mountain, let's find it ourselves!"
"The mine collapsed and all three of my sons were buried alive. Can't I just curse a few words?!"
The strong man was drunk and immediately shouted: "Brothers, come here, beat him down and put cow shit in his mouth!"
Besides, the two of them couldn't defeat each other even if they fell out.
After walking a few steps, a man's voice suddenly came from behind.
"What? These country bumpkins are allowed to scold us and I'm not allowed to talk back? I've been begging for it all morning, but in return I feel sulky!"
Three strong men with thick arms stood up from the seats next to them. At first glance, they were miners who often mined.
But his fists and kicks were surprisingly heavy. If he bumped into the opponent casually, the opponent would feel as if he had been struck by lightning, with his teeth bared and his face full of pain.
At the end of the fight, a group of men could no longer bear it, could not stand firm, and fell to the muddy ground in a mess.
"What, do you want to hit your father?"
All of a sudden, a short, fat and ugly guy like a big black mouse was fighting with seven or eight country guys.
Rosen also found that the people in the town had a very indifferent attitude towards the two of them. The younger one was fine, but the older one even showed obvious hostility.
Seeing that the conflict was about to break out, Rosen hurriedly shouted to Chabolai: "Uncle, be gentle, don't hurt the person."
It took a while to suppress the smile.
'Whoosh! Whoosh!'
"If you don't believe it, you can go to the town and ask someone yourself."
Chabolai, who was filled with resentment, was just looking for an outlet to vent his anger, when another person came to his door to be beaten. There was no reason not to be beaten.
They looked miserable, but they were just flesh wounds.
The two of them prepared to enter the mountain.
Xia Bolay asked all the way, but he hit a wall all the way, and even the gold crown was difficult to use.
At this time, he told the truth.
Rosen took a small sip of his drink and looked around with his eyes.
Charbolet had completely sobered up from his wine, and the energy he had just raised due to anger was now deflated again.
So Chabollet also made a request to the baron.
As soon as he finished speaking, a strong man on the ground roared: "You vampires from Silver Moon Castle only know moonstone! Moonstone! Moonstone!"
One of the strong men took off the linoleum hat on his head, strode forward, and with a wave of his hand, the hat slapped Chaballet in the face.
It was the strong man who had been beaten up by Chabollet in the tavern and said that he had lost three sons.
The baron replied.
But to say that locals don’t dare to go there is pure deception, and it’s very perfunctory at that.
"Furthermore, that place is located deep in the Maze Mountain. The terrain is very complex. You will get lost if you go in. No hunter dares to go deep."
A howling mountain wind blew by, blowing away Chabollet's low drunkenness. He looked at the densely packed towering trees in front of him and his heart suddenly began to beat.
"Oh~ look, it's the Vampire Count Omicia!"
But he is the lord of this land, and the county magistrate is not as good as taking charge now. If he makes up his mind and refuses to cooperate, he will not really fall out.
Maps these days are very imprecise, so I just draw a rough range and mark conspicuous landmarks, such as rivers, boulders, ancient trees, etc. When walking by looking at the map, I rely half on observation and half on luck.
Chabollet left the castle angrily. He didn't believe in evil: "We give money, but we don't believe there is no one to lead the way!"
According to common sense, even if you have a map in hand, you must find a local to lead the way.
Chabolai immediately reached into his pocket, took out two gold crowns and handed them over: "Is that enough?"
The man's eyes were dazzled by the light of the gold coin. After taking the gold coin with both hands, he quickly leaned over, took off his dirty and smelly tattered pigskin boots, and carefully put the gold coin in and hid it.