In the end, Selena did not bring so many Chosen Ones back. Instead, she only picked a few lucky ones and took them in as new members of the Oak Hand.
There was no other reason.
If she really brought so many people back, she would be a huge target. Before she could enter the city, she would probably be caught by the humans!
Selena, who was familiar with human activities, knew that after the players created havoc in Maple Leaf City, the humans would definitely be vigilant.
Maple Leaf City was the center of the Earl's territory. Even in the winter, there was still a lot of traffic coming and going.
However, at this critical juncture, if a group of hundreds of people entered the city, they would definitely be strictly interrogated.
However, the players did not force it.
The mission of the Oak Hand: Successfully join the organization, reward 1000 contribution points.
For the upper Black Iron players, although this reward was somewhat attractive, it was not that big.
Moreover, joining the organization was only the beginning. The subsequent rewards such as awakening faith and rescuing other captured Elven slaves were all separate rewards.
This meant that this would be a long-term mission.
Therefore, the players were not in a hurry.
As for the way to join the organization …
There was always a way!
Moreover … wasn't there another mission?
The Secret of the God of Despair …
Once they heard that, they felt that there was definitely big news!
…
Maple Leaf City.
In a tavern in the civilian area of the city.
A guard sat at the bar counter with his companion. They were drinking ale mixed with water and chatting about the city's gossip.
"Have you heard? A few days ago, the few black markets in the business district seemed to have been severely scammed! It is said that … a Silver Warrior died! "
"Hiss … Really?"
"It should be right! I heard that … some of the merchants have already declared bankruptcy. I wonder what happened. "
"Damn! Who did it? So powerful? "
"I heard … It seems to be a noble from the South."
"A noble from the South? Well done! I have long disliked these black markets. They don't even care about the city guards. They have no rules at all … Hmph, they should have been dealt with long ago! When I become rich in the future, I will definitely teach them a lesson. I will ask for a Half-Elven slave to warm my bed every day! "
"Shh … Lower your voice. Don't you know that the Overlord has shares in these black markets? Otherwise … Why are they so arrogant?"
Hearing his companion's words, the guard quickly signaled him to be careful.
"Sir Lord!"
His companion's expression changed, and he hurriedly covered his mouth. After looking left and right to make sure that no one had noticed him, he let out a sigh of relief.
After the guard finished speaking, he tasted the tasteless wine while his blue eyes scanned the entire tavern.
"Hey …"
He nudged the old chap.
"What happened?"
The guard's companion burped and asked in confusion.
"Don't you think … there have been a lot of outsiders coming to the tavern recently?"
The guard's gaze swept across some unfamiliar faces in the tavern as he asked in a low voice.
"A foreigner …? Burp … "
His companion was stunned for a moment before he said nonchalantly,
"Isn't His Lordship going to hold an auction? There are also many elven slaves to be auctioned … Tsk tsk, I took a look. Burp … That appearance … Burp … So, it's very normal for outsiders to come! "
"Is that so …"
The guard frowned and rubbed his head before continuing to drink the ale that had been diluted with water.
At this moment, he suddenly saw a few people gathered in the corner of the tavern.
The hooded figures were gathered in a corner and were talking to some of the residents with fanatical looks on their faces ….
Looking at these people, the guard shook his head.
"These guys … They're here again."
"The Eternal Overlord above, I don't know what His Lordship is thinking. Why would he allow the Church of Despair to preach in his territory? Isn't he afraid of incurring the wrath of the Eternal Church?"
"If I remember correctly, the name of the God of Despair isn't on the list of orthodox gods of the church, let alone the right to preach …"
He muttered as he drank.
Hearing his words, his companion gulped down a mouthful of ale and said nonchalantly, "Burp, why don't you care?
"Burp. Brother, why do you care so much? Anyway … His Lordship didn't say much. Why should we, the guards, worry?"
"Moreover …"
His companion paused and said, "The Church of Despair isn't fake.
"The things that the Church of Despair says aren't all lies. They say that a great calamity is coming … In my opinion, these few months, there's been a wave of demonic beasts and strange occurrences everywhere. Maybe … burp … chaos is really coming!"
"What Church of Despair? What anomalies? What great calamity? "
While the two of them were chatting, suddenly, a curious voice sounded from behind them.
The two of them were startled and turned around to see a young man dressed like a mercenary.
The young man had red hair and an unfamiliar face. His equipment was tattered and looked like he was picked up from the garbage dump. He looked exactly like a wandering mercenary.
The young man's eyes were wide open as he stared straight at the two of them. That passionate and curious gaze made the two of them subconsciously shiver.
Where did this wandering mercenary come from? Could it be that he was sick?
"My two old brothers, my two old brothers, that … I'm just curious! I'm just curious! You two … Tell me. "
The young man laughed and took out a water bag from his chest. He twisted the cap and stuffed it in front of the two of them.
A strong wine aroma assaulted their nostrils.
How fragrant!
The two guards' eyes immediately widened.
They subconsciously sniffed and looked at the water bag in the young man's hand. They swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
What … What wine is this?
For a moment, the two of them felt that the ale in their cups was no longer attractive.
"Hehehe … It's a local specialty from my hometown. Have a taste, have a taste! That … I'm just curious. Tell me about this God of Despair and what great calamity it is. "
The young man laughed.
The two guards swallowed a mouthful of saliva and took the wine bag.
They finished the ale in one gulp and poured a little of the wine that the young man handed over.
They took a sip …
Mellow and spicy!
"What wine is this?!"
Looking at the transparent liquid in the cup, the two of them perked up.
"Hehe … It's a local specialty from my hometown. It's called … Hmm … Let's call it An … No, let's call it Erguotou!"
"Erguotou? What a strange name … "
The two guards frowned.
However, their spirits were lifted.
"Good wine! Although the taste is different and even a little strange, but … It's exciting! I like it! "
"So … Well, tell little brother about the God of Despair …"
The young man smiled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.
The two guards' expressions relaxed, and they gradually told him what they knew.
"It's a church organization that suddenly appeared in the territory a few years ago. It's said that they have dealings with some of the great nobles in the Maple Leaf Territory. They're very mysterious, but … They have superb healing divine arts. Therefore, they've developed very quickly in the Maple Leaf Territory …"
"However, there are also rumors that they're the forces of the Evil God. It's just that … the Feudal Lord has never appeared, and the Eternal Church has never banned them …"
The two guards spoke one after another and told each other what they knew.
— — —
Sorry, I'm seriously jammed. I can't make up for it. The second update will be a little late. Everyone, go to bed early and watch the second update tomorrow morning.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
