Blood of Mercury

"You mean, you want to go to the City of Fortune with Kluveen?"

Claude frowned slightly.

Just like the elders didn't want the children in the family to go to some indecent places, the old bishop of the goddess of war didn't want Roland to go to places like the City of Fortune at all.

It's not a matter of worrying about whether Roland will learn badly during this trip, but a matter of whether Roland can come back.

Claude was very worried, what would happen if Roland was deceived in the City of Fortune. Once Roland's half-goblin's identity is discovered, or simply being targeted, Roland Duide's status will lead to disaster.

The city of wealth, the place of lawlessness—

Claude heard it from one of his students. In the slave trade in the city of wealth, they did not send back the descendants of the nobles and the church safely, as is the tradition elsewhere, for a legal ransom, but sold them as common, even rare, commodities.

They don't take into account that this method of inverting the noble and the lowly will humiliate those sacred and noble blood, but instead use it as a gimmick to increase the value of the commodity.

——Simply presumptuous!

Claude couldn't accept this kind of defiance of authority. Even Bansa lifted the luxury ban some time ago, allowing businesses to sell fresh beef and mutton to civilians, which made Claude very incomprehensible.

He firmly believed that what grade of food should be given to what grade of people. Just like in the slums of Bansa, during the festivals, the temple will distribute white bread and milk, and those poor people will have diarrhea for a long time after eating a lot. Claude believed that it was their blood that did not allow them to eat this noble food.

Distinction between superiors and inferiors - this is Claude's bottom line.

He liked the words that God Tyre said very much—if you don't know how to be humble, you don't know how to be revered.

If it is true that everyone is equal as the Yali people advocate, maybe that group of pariahs will lose their reverence for the gods together.

This is something Claude can't accept no matter what.

In Claude's opinion, Roland should never mix with someone like Kluveen. As a half-goblin, Roland has some silver blood mixed in his body, and he is not the same as the vulgar, violent, and stupid mountain people.

Poor blood is contagious—

"If possible, I still hope you don't go to the City of Fortune. It's not a good place."

Claude said to Luo Lan completely and sincerely.

"I know too. But I do have something to go there." Roland's tone was calm and firm.

Claude sighed and nodded.

After all, Roland wasn't part of their team. Although he had something in his heart that he wanted to tell him, he couldn't because of his position.

Claude also knew in his heart that he was not someone from Roland and had no position to say anything.

But from the standpoint of an elder, he still pulled Roland aside and talked to him earnestly. Roland also listened to Claude's kind warning with a serious look, and nodded from time to time.

After Esther left, Roland immediately went to meet Kluveen and told him that he had something to do to go to the city of wealth, hoping that he would be able to take him with him.

In addition to going to the City of Fortune to find clues about the death crow's career change, and taking the advantage of the prophet to get some things, Roland also has his own plans.

He had to act with Macken and his party.

To be precise, it was Roland who wanted to go to the White Pagoda with An Ruosi.

However, the same sentence - no position.

Not only did Claude have no position to interfere with Roland's thoughts, but Roland also had no position to follow Macken and the others.

Whether it was from a Duid's stand or a rescued slain person's stand, Roland had no reason to continue to follow Macken and the others after arriving at Caral.

After all, Macken and the others are clearly mercenaries. Those are the guardians of the God of Contract, and only they can guarantee their credibility. If anyone can be as reliable as a mercenary, what's a mercenary for?

Even though Claude trusted Roland, he still had to consider the ideas of Macken and others who were "mercenaries". While hiring a group of people, trying to drag another person into the team - whether this person is a protector or a protected person is obviously not very good.

So Roland planned to exit from their field of vision first. When Claudia received Edward, Macken and Kluveen leaving the team to report information to the superiors, Roland cut into the team as a friend.

It just so happened that Roland also needed to go to the City of Wealth to get some things with the advantage of the prophet, and by the way, see if he could find some information about the death crow.

...and, reasonably brushing monsters and leveling up.

"Then, Roland and I will leave first."

At this time, Kluveen pushed the door and came in, with a heavy bag on his back as thick as a bear. But he seemed to have nothing on his back, and smiled heartily and relaxed.

Claude nodded secretly.

The City of Wealth does not allow the powerhouses above the golden rank to enter. Based on Kluveen's combat experience, a battle of this level should not be difficult for him.

In this way, Roland's safety may be guaranteed.

"Kluveen, after you complete the customs clearance documents, protect Roland by the way, and then come back after Roland's matter is settled. We will meet in Luther Town at that time," Macken said solemnly, "An Ruosi !"

"exist!"

The young wizard with a monocle clenched the crystal wooden cane in his hand nervously, a little excitement reflected on his face.

"Kluveen is no longer in the team for a while, and the safety of the eldest miss depends on you."

Markon patted An Ruosi on the shoulder and said earnestly.

"Yes!"

An Ruosi's face was serious, and a shallow light flashed in her eyes.

Roland saw it in his eyes, didn't speak, just smiled.

He turned around and called Kluvien out of the room together.

After they left the hotel, Roland suddenly stopped before taking a few steps.

"What's wrong? Our swordsman genius?"

Kluveen turned around and said teasingly.

Roland slowly raised his head and said in a strange tone: "It's nothing. I seemed to hear a few bird calls just now, but I didn't hear its species, so I was a little curious."

At that moment, Kluveen's expression changed drastically.

Then he pretended not to care and laughed loudly, and patted Roland on the back: "Ahaha, as a Druid, your basic skills are not good enough!"

But Kluveen no longer walked in front by himself, but fell back inadvertently, level with Roland.

"where?"

The moment Kluveen lowered his head, his mouth moved slightly, and he whispered in a voice that only Roland could hear.

Roland shook his head.

"It's probably local," Roland replied with a normal voice and a normal tone. "Don't worry about it. It's almost winter, and it's hard to catch any birds that can hop outside."

Kluveen was silent.

Roland's words were not just ordinary complaints, but the secret words of the legion where Kluveen belonged. Mainly used to communicate while being watched.

He could hear from Roland's words that their current situation was very serious: the watchers were local people, and they were likely to be local official forces, but they didn't know how many people there were, and it was impossible to determine which forces they belonged to.

Moreover, as a professional magician, Roland couldn't tell how many people followed. This shows that the strength of the stalker must be at least above the silver rank.

Undoubtedly, the plural silver rank—and the plural silver rank of the stealth class is absolutely impossible for the two of them to resist.

... something big happened. And it was for himself and Roland.

Kluveen's heart was as bright as a mirror.

At this moment, he just hoped that the two of them would not be seen when they walked out of Macon's room, and would not affect Macon and the others who knew nothing about it.

"Then, let's go faster?"

Holding the last extravagant hope, Kluveen asked Roland.

But Roland shook his head: "No need, just walk slowly."

There's no need to hurry - it means they're not being targeted because they're out-of-towners, or simply robbery~www.NovelMTL.com~, but a druid who dares to hunt down a druid who looks just like the blighter Yes, it can only be another Druid.

Even if Roland and the others quickly escaped from the city, it wouldn't make any sense. This group of unknown enemies would still pursue them.

So, instead of spending a lot of physical energy on running and being caught up in the end, it is better to walk slowly and find a place to relax.

As soon as these words came out, Kluveen knew that the battle was unavoidable.

Just when he gritted his teeth and was about to take out the dance shield from behind, Roland reached out and stopped him.

"Don't worry," Roland replied in a low voice, "they are coming for me. We separate, you will gather at the south gate after throwing off a small group of enemies. I will find you when I get there."

"Then what do you do! What is your friendship as a mountaineer!"

Kluveen snorted angrily.

"If you follow me all the time, you will only hurt me," Roland said in a ruthless tone, "I have a way to get rid of them, but your goal is too big and will expose my identity."

...In that case, what's the point of gathering? !

Kluveen sighed deeply in his heart.

Up to now, he can only trust Roland. I believe that Roland can escape.

Just because the two of them were no longer covering up their remarks, the surveillance around them continued to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye. In such a short time, even Kluveen's perception could feel several pairs of eyes staring at him hotly.

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