"I'm sorry, I'm sorry …"
Roddy looked at the bar that had been wet by his spray. He picked up a rag apologetically and wiped it dry. Fortunately, he did not spray at Hook. Otherwise, it would have been very embarrassing.
"Raphael, are you not interested in Captain Roddy?"
Hook was very observant. He felt that "Raphael" did not seem to be very interested in Roddy, so he asked casually.
The bars in the slums were not particular about cleanliness. Rody hastily wiped his face twice and felt that there were no traces left. He then sat back in his seat and thought for a moment before replying, "Actually, I am somewhat interested. I want to tell a story based on these deeds. What do you think about combining them with the stories I told about the Orcs in the past? What do you think about a series of biographies?"
"A perfect match! If you're willing to tell it here, I'm afraid the Pig's Head Bar will be full of people … "
Hook was captivated by Rody's thoughts and soon forgot about Rody's strange reaction. His mind was filled with the scene of a bar full of silver coins.
Roddy breathed a sigh of relief and continued to ask, "If the story is to continue, Captain Roddy must have survived the accident. So, what do you think will be better next?"
"Sigh … Of course, I hope he's alive. But the news has been confirmed. He encountered an avalanche at Mount Carse and was buried with Baron Sodelor … If you ask me, I must let Captain Roddy survive the avalanche and then come back to teach these nobles a lesson!"
Hook waved his hand and said indignantly, "You don't know what means these nobles use to slander him every day. Since the news of the avalanche came out, many people even held banquets to celebrate. But that's not all. They secretly sent people to spread all kinds of news, saying that Captain Roddy is a 'scoundrel'. They said that he killed Francis and bewitched the Dukes Of Angmar. They said that he is the culprit of the increase in taxes in the entire territory …"
Roddy raised his eyebrows slightly. He did not expect that he would be a target for so many things. He asked curiously, "How do you know? So you don't believe them? "
"Those guys are too inexperienced. The sources of information in Hollier are all fixed. Who would believe a bunch of random people who suddenly popped out and spouted nonsense? I know the background of Viscount Juan, Baron Mursa, and Baron Bogli very well. "
As a local tyrant, Hook still had a bit of pride. He snorted disdainfully and continued, "But their methods can only fool those honest peasants. Last time, there was a bastard who said that Captain Roddy was not good enough. I didn't even have to do it. A mercenary next directly beat him. Then, I asked a little and found that they were the dogs of the nobles … They did this to find a reason to force the Dukes Of Angmar. they. In recent days, a group of people have started to shout again, saying that the Dukes Of Angmar have been bewitched by Captain Roddy too deeply and have reached the state of madness … "
The fingers holding the wine glass slightly tightened. Roddy squinted his eyes and tried hard to hide the hostility in his heart. His mouth hung a slight smile and followed Hook to scold the nobles a few times. He raised his hand and drank the rest of the wine. Then, he fell into silence.
Roddy naturally accumulated a lot of anger in his heart towards the nobles' filthy behavior. But the current him was not so angry that he would raise his axe and chop them one by one. What he felt the most at this moment was not anger, but disappointment …
Because this disappointment originated from the expectations he once had for this country.
Even a commoner like Hook was willing to admit the "justice" of his actions, but the nobles still twisted the truth for their own benefit. Magda and Ansadin were small characters? Were the orcs small characters? The enemy had already placed their chess pieces right under their eyelids. Did they really not know what this meant?
This group of people were not stupid, but they collectively lacked the "sense of responsibility" that the word "nobles" represented. They did not have the consciousness of a country, and they did not even have the consciousness to protect their own territory. The only thing they had was the fierceness in fighting for money and interests. They had long forgotten the so-called "sense of honor".
This kind of reality made Roddy feel inexplicably disheartened.
Hook looked at him with a puzzled expression. He had never seen Raphael's face before. This feeling was completely different from the "Raphael" he met half a year ago. He could only sigh and say: "Half a year ago, I said that I envied you for being able to travel far and wide, but I could only squat here. Now … you have seen more people and things, but I, am still in the same place. There is no change."
He thought for a moment and reached into the wine cabinet to take out a bottle that looked different. He pulled out the cork and poured a glass for Roddy. This was not a very expensive red wine, but it was considered a luxury in the slums. Hook knew that this guy in front of him could make his business a lot better, so he was more generous: "Come and have a taste. Welcome back to Hollier City. Cheers!"
The wine tasted ordinary, but Roddy still gave face and drank it.
"Unfortunately, there is no way to get the Wood Elves' fruit wine. I heard that is the real good stuff, but the price is really unaffordable …"
Hook said casually as he savored the taste of the wine. Roddy was still a little depressed and casually replied: "Then why don't you go to the Forest of Silence to buy some?"
"How is that possible? I can't afford to hire a mercenary team. It is too dangerous there. Besides, the Wood Elves' things are probably very expensive. I can't afford them even if I want to. "Hook shook his head and shrank his fat body.
"You have never seen the Wood Elves before, but you have erected an insurmountable obstacle for yourself. Naturally, you can't earn money like this." Roddy did not expect Hook to be the first merchant to go to the Forest of Silence. But he still tried to persuade him: "How did the wine in that shop come about? It was bought from the Wood Elves' village. Since you can buy it, there must be a way, and if there is a way, you can get it. As long as you want to do something, the so-called obstacles are nothing. "
Hook seemed to be a little moved, but he was obviously not so easily convinced. He only paused for a few seconds and said helplessly: "This depends on who is telling me. If you are Lord Roddy, I will definitely leave tomorrow …"
Roddy laughed, but he also understood his mentality. The words of a successful person always carried more weight than those of a mediocre person. He did not intend to say anything else and just asked for a glass of water to sober up.
"Let's talk about something else. I heard that there are some conflicts in the South. It seems that the 'Rose Cross' and their old rivals are fighting in the Brill Forest. But no one knows the specifics. The news is very tight."
Hook put the red wine aside and picked up a cloth to wipe the oak wine glass out of habit. "I remember you said that you have a girlfriend over there?"
Roddy was stunned. Hook's news reminded him of what Natha told him. It was obvious that the 'Pit Viper Cross' was brewing some kind of conspiracy. He did not know where it was at first, but now he could basically confirm that it was in the Brill Forest.
"Indeed, it is in the North of the Brill Forest."
His first thought was of Naifei, followed by Sally. But he quickly suppressed these worries. Naifei's Mogra Village was 20 kilometers north of the Brill Forest. Speaking of which, if it was a battle in the forest, it would not affect a village like this.
And Sally was not in any danger … In Roddy's memory, Sally should still be training in the 'Holy Cathedral', which was at least 300 kilometers away from the Brill Forest.
"Then there is nothing to worry about. Why? Are you going to stay in Hollier for a while?"
"Yes, I will leave after a few days of rest. I still have some things to do tomorrow. I will rest for a while and come back at night to liven up your business."
Roddy got up and took the room key from Hook. He secretly made a decision in his heart: After everything is settled, I will rush to Mogra Village as soon as possible.
*****
For Lennaz Canyon, the time when the sun disappeared was often very early.
The dangerous terrain of the crisscrossed ravines meant that the canyon would never receive sufficient sunlight. After years of accumulation, the depths of the canyon would always be surrounded by a cold and damp wind.
And in the encampment of the 'Pit Viper Cross', more than 30 pieces of Magic Crystal on the black altar were much dimmer than they were a few days ago. This meant that they had consumed more than half of their energy.
The surrounding black-robed mages who were chanting spells were all pale. It was obvious that the cold environment and the continuous' summoning 'had caused their bodies to deteriorate. At this point, it was as if a slight gust of wind in the valley could blow them over.
But in contrast, Cardinal Goethe's face revealed a faint hint of excitement. This was because after the 'summoning' on the 29th of April, there was already a breakthrough in the summoning. A thumb-sized crack appeared on the barrier of the 'Pit Viper's Kiss'!
Based on this progress, the sealing barrier of the 'Pit Viper's Kiss' would be completely broken in less than a week.
Goethe looked at the deep weathered rock layers around him with satisfaction. Lennaz Canyon was a no man's land that spanned hundreds of miles. It was enough to conceal the huge ripples produced when the seal on the divine scepter was broken. And as long as its appearance was not detected by the 'Rose Cross', then in the next few years, the 'Pit Viper Cross' would definitely be able to easily contend against it and gain the advantage!
"Soon … Soon …"
This old man stood quietly in front of the altar for a long time. Only when the subordinate who reported the news came behind him did he slowly turn his head back, the gleam in his eyes dimming.
"Lord Goethe, the deployment in Brielsen Forest is basically complete. The cultists have already started to advance according to the predetermined route."
"Then act according to the plan. If we move fast enough, we can bring the 'Pit Viper's Kiss' to participate in the final battle."
As a cardinal, Goethe's position in the Church was already considered as the 'core decision-maker'. The current Pope, Dai Ze, was already old and would only abdicate in a few years. This time, Goethe was given the task of 'summoning the divine scepter' and 'fighting against the' Rose Cross'. This was enough to show how much the Pope valued him. If there were no accidents, when he removed the seal on the 'Pit Viper's Kiss' and held it in his hands, the position of the next Pope could be said to be 'set in stone'.
This was also the reason why he was excited … Because it would not be long before the religious structure in the kingdom would undergo earth-shattering changes.
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