Alien Knights

The wheels of the carriage rolled over the wet soil, and the convoy of the Golden Skylark Troupe finally arrived at the gate of Lonely Rock City.

Looking at the restless and terrified eyes of the passers-by passing through the city gate, Barbara frowned and said to Randall: "I thought we would be welcomed grandly, but it seems that art is not welcome here. "

"This has nothing to do with art." Randall looked at the polished gun point of the city gate guard, stroked his chin and said, "There is something wrong."

With doubts, the troupe's convoy slowly drove into the city built on the rock.

Guyan City was also known as Wangxia City in the Tailuo period thousands of years ago. It is a city built on a high mountain, and it is also a natural barrier separating the northern and southern worlds. There is not a smooth road in the city, but only rough slopes and winding paths. Even so, the residents of the city have lived here for generations and have long been accustomed to the life on the ridge, and few people plan to leave the city.

Sending the Golden Skylark Troupe to the upper square of Lonely Rock City, Knight Commander Horn found the troupe leader on horseback and said to him: "Half of the mission entrusted to me by the Knights has been completed, and I have sent you safely to Here. But since this is the territory of another country, I have no way to lead the troops to protect you, so, in the next few days, most of the troops will stay in the barracks at the foot of the mountain, and a small part of the elite will stay to protect you. etc. When you want to set off and return, just send someone to tell me."

After talking with the head of the troupe for a few more words, Horn came to Randall, first took out a coin-sized, umbrella-shaped silver badge from his arms, then put it into the latter's hand, and whispered: " Before leaving, Lord Cumberland specifically told me to fully cooperate with you to complete the task, and if anything happens, bring this badge, and you know where to find me."

Randall nodded, put the badge in his arms, and was about to speak when a rush of hooves caught his and Huo Sen's attention.

A dozen or so cavalry rode on the unique mountain pony of Guyan City, with paint tubes hanging on their chests and horns pinned to their waists, roaring out from the gate of the inner city and rushing towards the gate of the outer city.

Randall and Horn exchanged glances, and the former whispered, "There's something really wrong..."

After bidding farewell to Knight Commander Horn, members of the Golden Lark Troupe found a hotel in Lone Rock City and rested for the night. In the morning of the next day, everyone, as usual, started to set up the stage and set up the scenery in the square in the city, each preparing for tonight's performance.

As for Randall, he brought a few partners, disguised as members of the troupe, and walked through the streets, distributing leaflets about the troupe's performances, while learning about the religious situation inside Lone Rock City.

To his surprise, the residents in the city talked about more things, and it turned out to be war.

"I heard from others that the army of the Southern Empire is coming."

An honest-looking cobbler took the flyer from Randall and said to him cautiously: "I heard that there are thousands of invaders."

The cobbler's wife, a fat woman with a small mouth and small eyes, tapped her husband's head with a big wooden ladle and said angrily, "every year they say that the southerners are coming! But what a result! Years are lies!"

The cobbler touched the top of his head, swallowed his rebuttal, and shrank his head resentfully.

The fat woman picked up the flyer, her eyes lit up, she pointed to the beautiful woman on the paper and said, "This is the legendary actress in Muxi City—Miss Barbara?!"

Randall nodded: "Today is the first performance of the Golden Skylark Troupe in Lonely Rock City. As long as you go early enough, we will arrange a good seat for the first 100 spectators, and half of the tickets will be waived ..."

The fat woman looked at the flyers over and over again, and couldn't help but say: "My sister has been to Muxi City, and she has shown me everything there more than once when she came back. One of them is the Golden Skylark Troupe... This is just great……"

Randall glanced at the fat woman in front of him, then at the cobbler beside her, raised the brim of his hat, saluted, and started walking towards the next house.

At 7 o'clock in the evening, fires and oil lamps were lit in the small square of Lonely Rock City. Hundreds of citizens rushed to the venue early, and under the arrangement of the staff, they sat in the auditorium made of wooden steps.

Facing a palm-sized mirror, Barbara, who was busy adjusting her makeup, glanced at Randall at the door, and pretended to say casually: "You should really look in the mirror, your expression now doesn't look like a The bodyguard seems like a debtor."

Randall looked sideways at Barbara in the dressing room, and whispered, "I went around the city this afternoon, and all I got was bad news."

"Southern invasion?" Barbara took mountain birch and made it into a small wooden strip, lightly dipped a little bright powder on the eyebrows: "I've heard about those things a long time ago, there are rumors of southern invasion every year in Lone Rock City, But in fact, every time it turned out to be a rumor in the end."

Randall sighed: "I hope it's my fault this time."

Barbara in full attire listened to the voices on the stage, carefully put the mirror in her hand into the box, locked it, and walked up to Randall with a smile: "I see that among the guests tonight, Many nobles in the city appeared. Maybe you don’t know, even the young queen in the palace who loves to be lively came here in disguise. Through tonight’s performance, as long as we can successfully break into the upper social circle, we The task will be completed quickly..."

Randall hugged Barbara and kissed the latter's forehead lightly: "I hope so."

Barbara smiled and pushed Randall away: "Don't mess with my makeup."

The performance on the square was in full swing, and the applause and laughter of the audience drifted away with the mountain wind.

On the mountain wall of Lonely Rock City, there were two figures standing there with different expressions.

Lying on a crumbling old tree on the cliff, the werewolf Aldenan put his paws under the back of his head, looked at the starry sky above his head, and crossed his legs and said, "Have you seen enough?"

A dull voice came from under the tree: "Shut up."

Aldernan said in a helpless tone: "I feel sad for you. Of course, because of your sadness, I also became the foil of the tragedy."

The orc Carroll was wearing a large sackcloth cloak, hiding on the cliff platform, quietly looking at the joyous ocean below, without saying a word.

"Some people say that to love someone is to fulfill everything about her." Aldernan grinned and said, "If you want me to say, this kind of remarks are completely the self-comfort of losers. If you like something, don't own it and have it. How do you know how the other person feels?"

Carol remained expressionless, and said again, "Shut up."

Climbing up from the branch, the werewolf's lithe body turned over and fell silently to the ground.

He first walked to Carroll's side, then looked at the performance of the troupe at the foot of the mountain, and finally said: "Originally, when we were at the border, we could catch two people and go back to do business. But since you saw this convoy, we Just followed them for half a month!"

Aldernan approached Carol and said softly: "The time has come to make a decision, either you take her away! Or we leave!"

Carroll pushed away the werewolf beside him, and roared in a low voice: "I said so! Shut up!"

"coward!"

Aldernan jumped onto the treetop again, and said in a disdainful tone: "Even if you have power, your thinking is still in the environment of the weak, just like..."

The werewolf suddenly interrupted his speech, stood up abruptly on the treetops, and whispered to the distance outside the city, "Hey, hello! Carroll!"

Carroll shook his body irritably, and said to the top of his head: "Leave me alone!"

Ardenan turned over and jumped off the branch, jumped in front of the orc, grabbed the man's chin, and forced him to look up at the darkness outside the city.

"Open your eyes! What's that?!"

Hearing Aldernan's roar, Carroll, who was originally annoyed, opened his eyes wide in astonishment when he saw the scene in his sight.

In the mountains to the south of Guyan City, a "Fire Snake" made of torches is rapidly attacking the city gate at the foot of the mountain.

The things at home are over, I came back from my hometown, and I started to resume updating today. Another update later today.