Alien Knights

In the Yuexi Plain in mid-October, you can no longer feel the aftermath of the scorching heat. The breeze and the golden autumn wheat waves are indeed the best time and scenery for pedestrians on the road.

The Golden Skylark troupe was marching on the avenue of the Moon Creek Plain, and today was the sixteenth day since they left Muxi City.

"Speaking of good wine! The first one should be Branta from Lone Rock City! It's mellow in the throat, long in the aftertaste, and unforgettable!"

A chunky knight in his forties with a rosy nose was sitting on a horse, talking eloquently to the people around him.

"Lonely Rock City is located on a mountain with steep terrain and good lighting conditions, so it is especially suitable for the construction of vineyards and wineries..."

Listening to the knight's loud analysis, Barbara pouted in the carriage, opened the curtains and asked in a low voice to Randall who was driving: "That Knight Commander Horne is really the leader of this escort operation?" commander?"

Randall didn't even look back: "That's right, he is a senior officer of the Muxi Knights, this time he was ordered by Muxi's cabinet to lead 22 knights and 200 soldiers to escort us to Lone Rock City. "

Barbara stared at the knight commander who was chattering loudly and talking on horseback, and asked with a frown, "Is there something wrong? I always think he doesn't look like a knight at all."

Randall waved the rein and said with a smile: "Don't guess, during the Silver Ring City incident, Knight Commander Horn followed Lord Cumberland and left the Silver Ring Guards, and was the first group of immigrants to join Muxi City. He is highly skilled in martial arts and loyal, if not for some words and deeds, he might have already taken the position of Chapter Commander."

Barbara asked strangely: "Words and deeds?"

Just as Randall was about to explain, Horn's loud voice came from a distance, interrupting the conversation between the two.

"Talk about the perfect wine, and then let's talk about women!"

Horn blinked pretending to be mysterious, and asked the people around him, "Do you know where the woman with the most delicate skin in the world comes from?"

The onlookers heard him playing riddles and urged him to tell the answer quickly.

Seeing that the appetite of others had been whetted, Horn shrugged his nose, raised his head and said proudly: "Of course it is our woman from Muxi City!"

"Why?!"

Horn blinked and raised his eyebrows: "Because only the women in Muxi City take a bath every day."

Amidst the roar of laughter, Barbara snorted angrily and pulled the curtains hard.

Randall scratched his head, looked at the Muxi knight not far away who was talking about sex, and shook his head with a wry smile.

The setting sun was setting and the Golden Skylark troupe was exhausted. They stopped and chose a highland near the mountain stream among the mountains less than 70 kilometers away from Guyan City to build a camp.

The members of the theater troupe who toured between the kingdoms have long regarded this kind of wild camping as a routine. As for the soldiers of the Muxi Knights, they didn't feel any inconvenience.

Barbara was wearing a Liliel brand autumn hunting suit, and when she got off the carriage, she received the attention of countless men. The most excessive among them was the chief guard—Knight Commander Horn. This guy not only applauded loudly, but even blew his whistle.

Ignoring these unpleasant sights and sounds, Barbara approached the staff of the troupe and asked where Randall was going.

After asking around, someone finally told her that Randall seemed to be heading towards the top of the mountain.

Returning to the carriage, putting on a pair of light shoes, Barbara walked slowly up the mountaintop along the path behind the camp, and saw Randall sitting directly on top of a boulder, staring blankly at the distant mountain.

"It's really rare for you to come here to be lazy." Barbara picked up the handkerchief, put it on the stone, sat next to Randall, and said with a smile: "I remember your hometown is Lone Rock City. How does it feel to be home?"

Randall's gaze did not move, and he said softly, "It's like an old wound in a rainy day."

"Strange metaphor."

Barbara watched the last ray of sunshine in the eastern sky slowly disappear, and said to Randall: "Hey, after the performance in Lone Rock City is over, you can apply for a vacation?"

"take a vacation?"

"Well, these past few months, we have been running around for His Majesty's Protestantism, shouldn't we enjoy a short vacation?"

Randall lowered his head, thought about it carefully, nodded and said, "Alright."

Barbara became interested: "I heard that there are many famous scenic spots in Lonely Rock City! For example, the Statue of the Holy Father, the Stone of Fallen Fire, and the Mochira Hotel that only accepts nobles!"

Randall said helplessly: "I've heard of Mochira, but we are not nobles."

Barbara puffed up her chest: "Have you forgotten what I do? I'm a troupe performer, and any aristocrat I can act more like an aristocrat!"

Randall smiled slightly.

In a forest less than a hundred meters away from them, there were two uninvited guests quietly lurking.

"I really didn't expect to meet the Golden Skylark troupe here."

The werewolf Aldenan looked at the backs of the man and woman on the top of the mountain, and said in disbelief: "This may be the fate that the gods said."

Noticing that the orc beside him hadn't moved, Aldernan turned his head and asked, "Carol, don't you think so?"

Carroll didn't answer the other party's question, but just set his eyes on the woman, and didn't move for a long time.

Aldernan looked in the direction Carol was staring at, rolled his eyes, and said, "Isn't this a good opportunity? These two people are right under our noses now, as long as we sneak over and fight Dazed and took them away. In this way, Mr. Dunlop can do business there, and I can also avenge my revenge in the woods last time!"

Carroll shook his head desperately and said loudly, "No!"

Aldernan quickly gave him a silent gesture.

Carroll leaned his back against the tree and said listlessly, "We can't hand those two people over to Wayne."

Aldernan nudged Carroll with his elbow, and his tone was full of teasing: "Is it because of Miss Barbara? That's the popular star of the Golden Lark Troupe, the dream lover of the entire Twilight City... you wouldn't Are you serious?"

Carroll glanced at the werewolf and whispered, "I once owed Miss Barbara a favor."

"Oh? Tell me."

"When I was a porter at the dock, I accidentally broke a glass screen consigned by the Golden Skylark Troupe. According to the rules of the dock area, I must fully compensate the customer for the loss, but I couldn't pay that much at the time. money."

"I don't know who told Ms. Barbara about the situation at my home. She took the head of the troupe to find the person in charge of the dock area and told the latter that it was just a cheap stage prop. "

Aldernan touched his chin with his furry wolf paws, and said with a malicious smile: "So, you fell in love with her."

Carroll gave the werewolf a hard look: "No, I owe her a favor!"

Aldernan raised his hands and pretended to surrender: "Okay, okay, count my slip of the tongue, you owe her a favor..."

Carroll snorted, and when he turned his gaze to the couple again, he found that Barbara leaned her head on Randall's shoulder.

The orc closed his eyes and said in a low voice, "It's time to go."

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At the same time, Lone Rock City, the study of Regent Jennings.

Looking at the military situation recently submitted by the army, Regent Jennings frowned, his eyes full of anxiety and uneasiness.

Military build-up, material transportation, ship supplies... Ayyub's imperial army has been making more and more moves on the border recently.

"Could it be that these southerners want to launch a war against the parish recently?" Jennings put down the report in his hand, stood up from his chair, paced around the room a few times, and said to himself: " There is no reason, the Ayyubid Empire first fought against the Abbasid Empire, and then invaded the Eastern Holy City, and recently heard that there was another infighting within the empire, it is impossible to launch an offensive against the northern parish in the recent period."

"There is an old Tailuo proverb that says well, travelers who are about to go on a long journey will prepare a wooden sign with their name engraved on it before going out, so that even if they die, they will not become an unknown corpse."

The sudden sound made Jennings turn pale with fright.

"Who?! Get out!"

The door was slowly pushed open, and a tall and handsome man walked into the room, and said to Jennings with a smile: "Regent of Lone Rock City, please don't be too nervous, I have no intention of harming you."

Observing the words and deeds of the visitor, Jennings frowned and said, "Your appearance is clearly from the parish, but your accent is like a southerner."

"That's right, my parents are the noble descendants of Taylor, but I had to grow up in the south...Master Jennings, can you please stop pulling the alarm rope under the table?"

"You... what did you say?!"

The man picked out a relatively comfortable chair in the room, sat down and said to Jennings: "The guards outside the door, I didn't hurt them, just let them enjoy a rare sleep."

"Who are you?!"

The man touched his forehead, stood up again and saluted Jennings: "I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Garcia Kilolia. I came here to warn you about one thing... just A week ago, the Ayyubid Empire launched an all-out war against the diocese, and Lone Rock City was the first target of the Eastern Army of the Empire."