On the same night, a speedboat delivering intelligence stopped at the dock of Memphis. The flag on the ship was a golden scale on a black background, but the main body of the scale was made up of a sword. This image was a bit abstract, but it looked very sharp, which was exactly the symbol of the judicial authority.
When the ship entered the port, all the surrounding ships kept out of the way. A newly arrived passenger ship also stopped not far from the dock to allow the small ship to use the dock first.
Cleveland stepped off the boat and onto the Memphis dock, followed by Yolanda and dozens of judicial executors.
He stepped onto the dock's plank and saw the lights in the city. He frowned slightly and said, "It's brighter here than when I came here two months ago."
The person who came to greet him was the head of the Memphis refereeing agency. He saluted Cleveland respectfully and said, "Some new wires have been installed, and new lights have been installed in many places. They are lit up without you noticing."
Cleveland snorted expressionlessly, then said, "This is what the Saint wants to see."
The person in charge lowered his head even lower, but seemed hesitant to answer this question.
But Cleveland didn't say anything else. Instead, he turned to Yolanda and asked, "Does this feel right?"
"Yes. That's right. Following this all the way here, that aura is becoming more and more obvious."
Cleveland said: "This is the benefit of magic. Only a very stupid and stubborn person would give up this power."
He raised his hand, and the executors who followed him quickly cordoned off an area and stood guard in the surroundings.
Yolanda stood still on the dock and closed her eyes. She cast the same magic as before: Eye of Trace. This magic can find people or things whose breath has been recorded based on the faint breath.
The magic used by Yolanda was infinitely more advanced than any witchcraft developed by the wizards themselves. Even Xiao Chen and his men did not have such powerful tracking magic. Moreover, in the hands of the gifted Yolanda, the power of this magic was magnified many times.
"Map." Yolanda said after opening her eyes. The assistant standing beside her quickly spread out the map in front of her.
"They didn't go far. They must have taken this road. I guess their destination is here." Yolanda pointed at the map. It was a small town called Gromte.
Cleveland said: "I know this place, it's a stopover for the supply convoy.
They must be mixed in the supply convoy heading to the holy city, and the supply convoy will only take that one route slowly.
This time we’re going to catch you.”
Following the supply convoy, although the speed was not fast, the journey was very smooth. The roads were all smooth, and there was always a place to stop for meals. Xiao Chen also had a new understanding of the strength of this country. Although it did not have such a thing as a highway, it already had relatively regular roads, connecting two cities that were quite far apart. He also saw railways and trains on the road. However, for a country that already had steamships, it was normal to have railways.
That afternoon, the team was traveling on a somewhat deserted road, surrounded by large tracts of sandy land where crops could not be grown and naturally there were not many people, only some low drought-resistant shrubs growing between the rolling hills.
The convoy consisting of ox carts and horse carriages on a yellow-brown land made Xiao Chen feel like he was back in the Eastern Continent, far away from all industrial things.
They all rode on horses, dressed as guards, and walked among the convoys.
"It seems that there is no railway between Memphis City and Saint City yet?" Xiao Chen asked.
"This is the South. Everything is slower. Except how fast the refereeing agency gets to you."
"Are they particularly powerful here?" Xiao Chen asked.
"Yes, it turns out that the southern region is more backward than the north, and the population is even more sparse, so many wizards hid in the south, and the executors of the judicial agency that suppressed them also followed and established many bases here, which is why I said that."
Xiao Chen suddenly raised his head, looked into the distance, and said, "It seems that what you said is right. They are coming really quickly."
"What!" Eserit saw two figures in black robes appear on the road ahead.
Ethelite only took one look and felt suffocated, as if someone was strangling his neck.
He reined in his horse and exclaimed in surprise, "It's them!"
Bruders on the side also cried out in surprise: "Holy Judge!"
Luo Ling said: "These two people give me an unfathomable feeling. Who are they?"
"Saints, both of them are saints." Umeda stood up from the ox cart and said seriously.
"These are Saint Judges Cleveland and Yolanda. They are both among the most powerful among the executors of the Judiciary." Esselit tightly grasped the reins, not knowing whether to advance or retreat. He hesitated for a few seconds and said, "We should retreat quickly."
Xiao Chen waved his hand and said, "No, there is no chance. Since these two people appeared here, they must feel that they can stop us. If we turn around and run away, we will only leave loopholes for them. The best way to deal with this situation is to face them and see what they want to do."
"But you don't understand how powerful the Holy Judge and his men are. In the entire Western Continental Republic, they are among the few people with the highest realm. Do you have the confidence to stop them?" said Esselit.
"Meidiantian is a master at the same level as them." Xiao Chen said.
Ethelite and Bruders both felt incredible when they looked at the girl in front of them.
Xiao Chen knew that strength was demonstrated, so he didn't explain anything. He added: "Although the rest of us haven't reached this level, several of us are not far from it. Even if these two really want to fight, we are not without a chance of winning.
But you two can leave first. If a fight breaks out later, we may not be able to protect you."
Aetherit shook his head and said, "Let the people in the supply convoy leave. I am a soldier, and there is no reason for me to abandon the target I am escorting and leave on my own."
Bruders' face turned pale, but he also said: "I guess they must have brought a lot of subordinates with them. The other executors should have set up a strict ambush nearby. Running away may not be a good idea. Maybe it will be safer to stay with you."