In front of the city gate of Winterfell, residents formed two long lines and moved forward slowly. A small team of guards stood guard on both sides of the city gate, cautiously asking everyone who wanted to enter the city about their identity and recent experience.
, use this to decide whether to let the person in, refuse entry, or take the person to the Public Security Bureau for detailed questioning.
They held a transparent hollow short stick filled with some kind of blue liquid, and used it to sweep over everyone who was questioned. It was a simple prop made by wizards or alchemists, used to detect the concentration of magic power nearby to determine whether it existed.
Magic items, or people whose appearance has been changed by mysterious magic.
Of course, it is impossible to identify specific spells with such simple props. But the wizard only needs to report his identity, and someone will naturally verify and greet him - having said that, if there is a wizard above the intermediate level trying to break in, the guards of this team will
Don't even think about stopping it.
As the sun sets, the queue in front of the door seems to be shorter than in the morning, but there is still no sign of clearing up. The guards seem to be much lazier, probably calculating how long it will take for their shift to change, and where to go and drink.
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Two young female travelers walked up to the guards and took off their hoods, revealing long black hair and slightly delicate faces.
"What are your names, identities, and what are you doing here?" The guard yawned and repeated the same question while sweeping the front and back of the two people with a short stick. It gave off a weak blue light.
"Elena, she is Nia, my sister." The seemingly mature woman nodded to the guard, lightly touched the guard's palm with her right hand, and quietly handed over an imperial silver coin.
"We are mercenaries registered in the "Guild" of Winterfell. We will go home this time to take a look and find a better mission to do."
"Is that so? A second-level mercenary is still a junior wizard. He is only twenty-three years old... quite powerful." The guard took the guild ID passed by the woman, compared it with them for a moment, and then handed the ID back.
By the way, he patted her shoulder and said, "Do a good job, little girl, I'm looking forward to you!"
The two of them thanked the guards, passed through the gate, and quickly merged into the flow of people on the street.
They are naturally Yuffie and Lin who have changed their appearance. Although they cannot change forms as freely as September, pretending to be another person for a short time is not too difficult for Yuffie. Not to mention Lin, most of the time
She maintains her appearance as a human, but she is a real dragon after all...well, just a baby dragon.
The identities of the two came from Pfist. As the founder of the "Guild", the 'Dream Traveler' has many resources for special occasions. Yuffie once borrowed Elena's name and appearance, but not long ago she
Only then did I learn that all the experiences of this 'girl' from childhood to the present can be verified from various administrative departments - and only a very few people know that 'she' was actually never really born.
They strolled along one side of the street, admiring the winter scenery of the city. Whether it was because of the cooler weather or the worries brought about by the war, Winterfell seemed a little deserted at this moment compared to when the girl first visited. Both streets
Most of the broad-leaved trees on the side have lost their glory, leaving only a few dry leaves hanging on the branches, carried away by the cold wind from time to time. Residents who have been busy with the day are walking in a hurry, aiming for the warm drinks in the street pubs.
Drinks, a few like-minded friends, or a home where someone is waiting for you to return.
None of that was what Yuffie and Lin wanted. They walked along the almond tree avenue to the end, and then turned right. Not far away, emblems engraved with swords, shields, gold coins and stars shone brightly under the night lighting.
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"I'm looking for Kratos." Yuffie opened the door and walked towards the front desk of the "Guild" - there was a man she didn't recognize standing there, "Where has he gone?"
The man narrowed his eyes and looked at her, and she also looked at him. He was nearly two meters tall and had a very short round head. At first glance, he could easily be seen as a Saatchi; even though it was winter, he was wearing light clothes.
The black vest shows off his strong chest muscles and angular arms.
He grinned, revealing his snow-white teeth and a smile that could melt the cold.
"Welcome, I'm Fael, Kratos has something to do today!" He walked out from behind the counter and wanted to give the girl a bear hug. She backed away and shook her head politely.
Faer didn't look embarrassed at all, and his face was still full of smiles, "Anyway, I'm here to take over, so if you have anything, just tell me!"
"Okay." Yuffie and Lin looked at each other and decided to at least try to ask, "You should know about the Eda sect these days. How is their spread in this city?"
The man scratched his head and continued to smile warmly, "That... I heard it's a good sect! But I don't know how to join. Can you tell me?"
"I don't know either. Are there any commissions related to the emperor and the royal family?" This time it was Lin who asked, "It's best to get something with a higher salary."
"Ah... if you want to entrust me, I don't remember it." Fael shrugged, holding his chin in a cute pose, "Maybe you can go to Glow City and ask, does anyone there know about it?
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It's still nonsense - Glow City is the capital of the empire and one of their destinations, but this is obviously not the answer they were expecting.
They asked a few more questions, including when Kratos would come back, but received perfunctory and ambiguous answers. In the end, the two could only accept a simple commission in the city and say goodbye to Fael. Wait until they complete this
It was already late at night after commissioning a roof repair and getting some innocuous news from the owner of the house.
After washing up, the two of them lay side by side on the hotel's spacious and soft double bed, turned off the lights, and chatted quietly in the darkness.
"It seems that at least a big city like this has not been brainwashed by the 'God Eda'." Yuffie turned her face and felt the familiar aura of her friend, "That Fael... I always feel that something is wrong. Is that possible?
It would be nice to have a way to find Kratos, even if he is not very likable."
"Don't worry about Kratos." Lin turned over and hugged her gently. The dragon girl's arms were soft and warm - she had always had the habit of sleeping with something in her arms, but fortunately she was no better than an octopus.
Yuffie let her go, "My mother told me before that there is a person here who can tell us the news we want."
Yuffie nodded and changed to the next topic. They discussed spells for a short while, guessed about the current situation of the academy, and then fell asleep.