The late summer breeze had a hint of sweetness to it, and it was intoxicating under the warm sun. August had passed, and October was approaching.
The young man reached out his hand towards the blue sky, and his fingers covered his vision. The gentle sunlight flowed through the gaps between his fingers, and the changing rays of light were exceptionally beautiful. Then he sighed and put down his hand. The green mountains of Chablis once again returned to his sight. The air was dry and comfortable, and the weather was clear and pleasant.
However, the deep green that covered the mountains had faded a little. Ginkgo, metasequoia, and platanus trees had a layer of light yellow on their leaves, and the fragrant trees in the forest were dyed a light red. The mottled colors were like oil paint that flowed into a palette, and when they blended together, it created a natural beauty that made one's heart flutter.
He sat on the back of his horse and held the reins with one hand. He stared at the greyish white cliff not far away from him. At the intersection of the mountain and the river, there was a red roof. That was the town of Chablis. Chablis was not famous in the game, and Brando only knew that it was located in the middle of Randner. There were a few minorities in Erouine living there — the Mountain Folk.
There was a dense forest to the north of the town, and the ruins of the Silver Elves were hidden under layers of trees. It was called the Barogon-St. Gerlys Ruins, and it used to be a spacious temple for the Silver Elves. The silver courtyard was built in the middle of the dense forest, and it was connected to a sacred white corridor. It fit the philosophy of the Silver Elves, and it was a mysterious and majestic beauty.
However, during the Year of the Shadow Dragon, the Elves left the area for unknown reasons, and the temple was abandoned. Now, it should be occupied by a group of Lizardmen bandits, if Brando remembered correctly. In the game, there was no background in this area, and the reason why the players went to the Silver Elves' Temple was to plunder the wealth of the Lizardmen bandits. Of course, the game designers gave them a more dignified reason, and it was mostly to get rid of evil for the people.
Brando felt that it was ridiculous. The players did not need any excuses, but the game designers had to find ways to make the world self-consistent. Thus, they had to find a reason to help the 'locusts' in the game. It was just that other than the plot, it was a thankless task to begin with.
But now, his thoughts had changed. He realized that the background that he didn't understand before was now shrouded in fog.
Brando had never been to Chablis before because there were more than a hundred dungeons like the Balogon-St. Gerliss Ruins in the old Grinoires region. Players did not need to risk their lives in other regions when they were still at low levels. The game designer's thought process was also biased towards this direction. Once players reached a higher level, they would be able to move freely between regions and countries.
However, as a veteran player, he had more or less heard rumors about these areas. For example, the ruins of the Basilica of Saint Gerlace in Chablis where the Lizardmen Bandits resided; the weathered tomb of Leviathan that was filled with traps and undead creatures; and the floating city of Caracel where the players fought against the Mayflies.
Every one of them was an adventure story of wealth and treasures against the shadows of swords.
Brando did not expect that he would have the opportunity to visit these places when he was collecting information. But at this moment, he stood on top of a hill and looked down at Chablis. Smoke rose from the rooftops like slanted lines before dissipating into the air. [Fortunately, I didn't have the intention to take advantage of the situation, or else I would be in a daze right now.]
He thought about the Basilica of Saint Gerliss and the Lizardmen Bandits.
[Chablis is as beautiful as described in the forums. It's so peaceful that I want to leave my heart here forever. It's like a calm harbor.]
The Roman walked out from the forest with her beloved pony. She bought it from a merchant who sent Count Randner to Braggs, and she was reluctant to ride it. She curiously looked at the mountains and rivers of Chablis, and her dark eyes flashed with excitement.
"Brando, is this the place?" She asked.
"Yes," Brando replied and nodded: "This is Chablis. The name 'Chablis' was left behind by the Silver Elves in the past, and it means' Sweet Mountain Range '. It seems that we are quite lucky. The undead of Madara did not pass by here, and this place is as peaceful as before. "
[But it's not strange. Incirsta's army would definitely choose to march to a more prosperous place.
The reason why Sir Black avoided Braggs was to let Count Randner take advantage of the situation. Of course, he wouldn't come to this remote Summer Leaves Hills for no reason.
Moreover, these were 'stories' that happened in history, and Brando was confident.
"Are there any snacks in Chablis?" Romaine immediately asked.
"You can try the mountain people's hot pot." Brando turned to look at the girl he loved and smiled dotingly: "But ever since we left Magitan, little Roman has become more and more gluttonous. Be careful not to get fat."
When Roman heard this, his pair of small eyebrows immediately stood up. He hurriedly explained, "I, I won't get fat. I'm just eating a little, that's all." But it sounded like she was comforting herself. She secretly used her hand to measure her waist, and her eyebrows furrowed.
It was as if she could not decide between eating good food and getting fat.
"Sir Knight, do you have the 'Sage's Slate' you mentioned?" Amandina was riding on a black horse with a glossy coat. Her face had gradually become rosy, and was no longer as pale as the first time she met Brando. Even though the journey was tiring, at least she did not have to worry about her next meal every day.
There was a long scroll box tied to her horse's back. Not only was it the crystallization of her wisdom and her most precious treasure, it was also the priceless treasure that Brando valued the most. The reason why he insisted on bringing Amandina along was because of the lines drawn on the parchment.
The girl coughed twice, raised her head to look at the clear sky, and murmured, "It's almost October."
"Don't worry, there shouldn't be anyone who will beat us to it this time." Brando knew what Amandina was asking.
They had left Braggs for more than a month, and the news of Erouine and Madara's truce had spread to every nobles in the south by the end of the eighth month. At that time, they had just arrived in Randner's territory, and first settled down in the capital of the Count's territory, the 'City of the Forest', Magitan.
Brando placed his hopes on the Sage Slate in the Misty Forest west of Magitan, but it was obtained by the local Church of the North Wind just like in the game. Brando and Count Randner's Knight of the North Wind did not have much of a relationship, and after staying in the area for a while, he could only leave.
But when he was in Magitan, he introduced the Roman to the most famous local snack, a honey dessert. As a result, Amandina was now full of interest in the local snacks.
Brando could not help but smile when he thought of this, but he suddenly remembered the matter of the coup in December. There were still two months. He knew that he would not be able to make it in time, but he could only leave it to the future Regent Princess, and the girl from Bucce.
Freya.
Freya should have already arrived at the Royal Knight's Academy in the princess' private territory, but he did not know how tense the situation outside was. But there was a limit to a person's strength, and he did not have the capital to participate in the game between the nobles. Brando's biggest task at the moment was to continuously strengthen himself, and when he mentioned strengthening himself, he could not help but think that Retto and the others should have already entered the Arreck Province.
"Are we going to look for the Sage Slate here?" Amandina asked.
"Yes, there is a ruin of the Silver Elves to the north of here, and it is rumored that the Sage Slate is in there." Brando replied. He wanted to find a guide. He knew the background of this area like the back of his hand, but because he had never been to Chablis before, he did not know the exact location of the Balogon – Saint Gerlaix.
But there was a group of Lizardmen Bandits in the ruins, and it would not be as easy as he thought. In the game, the Balogon – Saint Gerlaix was a level 23 dungeon. Even though it was much lower than the Forbidden Orchard of the Golden Demonic Tree, there was no shortcut to it.
He thought for a moment and decided to first enter the town.
… …
The three of them walked down the mountain and entered Chablis in less than half an hour.
In fact, the town of Chablis was different from most of the towns in the south of Erouine. The Mountain Dwellers built this town in the middle of the mountain, and it was not a simple matter. They followed the wisdom of their ancestors and piled up stones to fill up the slope, so the new parts of the town were always stacked on top of the old parts. Over time, the entire town was built up along the river at the foot of the mountain, and it looked like a stone fortress.
If one had to describe the town with an impression, it would be stairs. A large number of stairs that intersected with each other. The buildings were arranged side by side on the platforms. Narrow and slender stairs connected the platforms that were staggered in space.
This place still maintained the primitive appearance of Aouine's southern mountains, and the mountain people rarely used magic. They built stone lamp posts on both sides of the stone steps, and placed braziers in the hollowed out areas to replace oil lamps or magic street lamps.
Brando remembered that there was only one bar in Chablis, and it was called 'Chablis Lantern Grass'. This was the name of the Chablis players in the forums, and it was because of this reason that he remembered this legendary inn.
It was said to be a legendary inn because it was the home of all the adventurers, mercenaries, and players in Chablis. Its appearance was like a large hall, and the guest rooms were at the bottom of the hall. Usually, travelers would gather in the hall above to exchange information. There was only one such inn in the whole of Aouine's southern border.
Amandina and Romaine did not notice anything on the way into the town, but Brendel's sharp senses immediately picked up a trace of unusual aura.
On the horse, he looked around carefully. The people who were dressed differently from the traditional clothing of the surrounding mountain people were passing through the streets in twos and threes. Most of them were in the prime of their lives. Some of these people even cast suspicious glances at the three of them. Brando immediately recognized these people. They were travelers, adventurers, mercenaries, and monster hunters.
These people could appear anywhere in the Wohnde, but … …
For a small place like Chablis, there were too many of them.
This was not the same Chablis that had a large number of players in the game. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please go to www.qidian.com, there are more chapters. Support the author, support the original reading!)
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