A long counter extends to the wall, and the sun shines through the dusty corner. A cat with black and white hair is curled up lazily on the table.
This is a small tavern in the Undercity of the Scourge Church. The tavern is run by a mother and daughter. The mother is Maggis, and she has a lovely daughter named Christine. In a few months, Ke Lisi Ting is seventeen years old, and she looks lovely. Although she is not yet an adult, she has a beautiful appearance, a plump figure that is not inferior to an adult, and many suitors. Many young people in the Undercity want to follow her. When Christine met her, she ran over from another area of the Undercity just to have a glass of ale.
The Maggis mother and daughter have been in the Undercity for five years. For them, the Undercity is a very kind and vibrant place, although it has a more gloomy and depressing atmosphere than other cities. , but business isn't bad—at least not before.
However, the reason why Mrs. Magis took a fancy to the Undercity and has been operating here for five years is that no matter how powerful a mercenary is, he will be honest when he comes to the Undercity, and no one dares to come here. Trouble, the huge Ron statue located in the main city square of the Scourge Church is the guarantee of everything.
But all of this was destroyed by the arrival of the Red Silk Army!
Since the Red Silk Legion defeated the Scourge Church and took over here, the business of the Maxgis Tavern has plummeted, and even her daughter's beautiful appearance can't improve the business in the tavern. The room is full of gloomy clouds and mist—if this kind of business continues, the tavern may close.
It has been more than three months since the arrival of the Red Silk Legion. With the defeat of the Scourge Church as a symbol, the Red Silk Legion has truly conquered the Noah Continent, and the Noah Continent has lost its original name with the passing of Noah. Now, there is only one name that all creatures in the Noah Continent only need to remember—that is the great leader of the Red Silk Legion, the super-level beast sky dragon Utaris from the main plane.
No one has ever seen Utaris, but it does not prevent the people of the Noah continent from recognizing their new leader at a glance. On the squares of every huge city, there are hundreds of meters of towering towers, fangs and claws, lifelike. The giant sky dragon statue, of course, the Undercity is no exception.
In the current Noah Continent, under the high-handed rule of the Red Silk Legion, there is no distinction between countries, regions, groups, and races. The original kings and nobles were kicked out of the palace, mansions, some powerful mercenaries and high-ranking officials. All the powerhouses in the sanctuary were reduced to civilians—to be precise, they were slaves.
These slaves were all required to wear the emblem of the Red Silk Legion—the piece of red silk wrapped around the arm, or worn on the head, or the badge with the word "卍" engraved. If anyone is found not wearing these things, he will be punished. There will be misfortune—merciless slaughter by the pickets of the Red Silk Army.
These pickets stationed in various places are all strong men above the strength of the sanctuary, and the picket leader is even a beast of the gods.
Under the almost cruel iron-fisted rule of the Red Silk Legion, the entire Noah Continent is like a huge prison, and all living beings are suffering in this terrifying prison.
Christine was lying on the table in the tavern boredly, staring at a painting on the wall in a daze. She had long, slightly curly hair of chestnut color, two big brown eyes full of youthful look, and a pair of black and white The alternate long skirt wraps her graceful figure, and on the sleeveless arm, a red cloth strip is bright and eye-catching.
The tavern is not big, but there are only three or four customers, and it seems a little deserted. Most of them drink and eat meat in silence, and even speak in a low voice, as if they are afraid of being overheard by others, and the atmosphere is a bit dull. It formed a sharp contrast with the noisy scene in the past.
Christine has been staring at the painting on the wall for a long time. It is a portrait of a middle-aged and elderly human woman. To Christine, it does not have anything special, but she knows that this human Women are very important to the Red Silk Legion. Just for this reason, people from the Red Silk Legion have come to the tavern three times, repeating the same words every time, that is, they must report to her when they find the woman in the painting.
"Who is she? What did the Red Silk Army want her for?"
Christine did not know the woman in the painting, only knew that her name was Mary, Christine thought silently, so absorbed in her thoughts that she didn't even hear her mother call her name.
"Christine...Christine...what are you thinking?"
Christine's mother, Mrs. Magis, patted her lightly, which startled Christine, and she regained her senses.
"Christine... Hurry up and greet the guests, I don't know what you are thinking... Really... I didn't even hear the guests enter the door!"
Mrs. Magis muttered, because the business was not good during this period, her tone was a bit aggressive. The usual Mrs. Magis was not like this, she laughed at everyone she saw.
"Oh... I'm sorry, mother, I'm going to..."
Christine stood up in a panic, straightened her hair, and walked up to her quickly.
What came in was a human man wearing a black robe, with white and bluish skin, and his stooped figure looked a little thin. He looked a little tired after a long journey. He took off his hood, revealing a handsome face. His youthful face was covered with scumbags that were extremely disproportionate to his age.
Judging from the attire, this is a young necromancer. From the attire, it can be seen that if this was in the past, this profession would definitely be a big spender.
Christine's eyes shone brightly, and a professional smile appeared on her pretty face.
"Please sit down, dear Mr. Necromancer, what would you like to order?"
"Hello!"
The necromancer who came in nodded faintly. He turned his head to look around, frowned slightly, turned and sat down, looked at Christine, and said in a hoarse voice, "Have a glass of ale, and then what to eat?" Bring it all up!"
As he said that, the Necromancer shook his hand, and dozens of gold coins poured out of his sleeve like beans.
Christine was straightened at the first glance, these gold coins are enough for a month's income of the tavern, even in the past, they were 100% high-rollers, unless the mercenaries who received a large bounty would There is such a big handwriting.
"Okay, Mr. Necromancer, please wait a moment!"
Christine's face turned into a flower with a smile, and she flew her hands quickly on the table, and put away dozens of gold coins in just a moment, which made people have to admire her professionalism.
Attracted by the sound of gold coins falling on the table, the guests in the tavern turned their heads one after another, and looked at the uninvited guest in front of them with a hint of vigilance. At the same time, the expressions of these people changed at the same time, and then they lowered their heads. No more words.
"Mom, look, we got rich..."
Christine quickly ran back to the counter, her beautiful face brimming with excitement, "Look... fifty-three gold coins, a total of fifty-three gold coins..."
"Great!" Mrs. Magis's face was also full of excitement, "Now we don't have to close the door!"
With the money, the tavern can continue to operate, and the mother and daughter of this tavern have all their sources of income.
Christine stuck out her tongue playfully and smiled, and then the two got busy.
"Mom, tell me, is this guy a mercenary?" Christine poured the ale from the barrel into the cup, and a large white foam appeared.
"It should be, we haven't met such a generous guest for a long time!" Mrs. Magis put on her overalls, quickly cut a piece of beef with a knife in her hand, and then put it on the burning piece on the counter. After a while, the beef began to smell "sizzling...".
Christine quickly finished the glass of ale, put it on a tray, and was about to serve it to the guests. At this moment, her footsteps stopped abruptly, her eyes opened wide, and there was a strong expression in her eyes. Surprised look.
"What's the matter, Christine, haven't you served the ale to the distinguished guests?"
Seeing that Christine was standing still, Mrs. Magis hurriedly urged her.
"Mom... Mom, look... that guest...isn't it a little... strange?"
Christine opened her eyes wide and said stutteringly.
"strangeness?"
Mrs. Magis looked up casually, then shook her head, "No, there's nothing wrong."
"But... but he doesn't have armbands... and he doesn't have any marks of the Red Silk Legion!" Christine whispered to her mother, her voice trembling, and her face was full of fear.
"what?"
Mrs. Magis was taken aback, and then panicked.
"Maybe...he forgot to bring it when he went out, should we remind him?" Christine said with a hard swallow.
"It's too late!" Mrs. Magis sighed, "Did you see the guests at the other table just now? He just ran out, and he probably went to the picket team to inform. If the picket team came, this guy probably was I can't survive..."
Maggis waved his hand weakly, "Let's remind him, if one fails, it may even hurt us!"
"Yes, Mom!" Christine replied, and quickly walked towards the Necromancer.
The necromancer had been sitting upright in his seat, staring blankly at the front in a daze. When he saw Christine approaching, he nodded faintly. Before she could open the door, he asked first, "What's wrong with this man?"
"what?"
Christine froze for a moment, only to realize that the other party was referring to the portrait of Mary.
"Uh... this..." When Christine made eye contact with the necromancer, a trace of panic appeared on Christine's face. She always felt that this face was very familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere, but she couldn't tell.
"This is a human woman named Mary, and the Red Silk Army is looking for her!" Christine replied honestly.
"Oh… "
Hearing the name of the Red Silk Legion, the necromancer's eyes turned slightly cold, "What is the Red Silk Legion looking for her for?"
"What? This... I don't know..."
Christine smiled awkwardly. She glanced at the other party slightly, and couldn't help but say, "This... respected guest... it's like this... I think... when you went out... did you forget to bring something..."
"I... I mean... you should have remembered, maybe forgot... it's just... that armband!"
Christine stuttered, she secretly blamed herself, she was usually eloquent, but now she couldn't even speak well.
"The armband of the Red Silk Legion?"
The necromancer frowned, and there was a look of disgust in his eyes, "I never wear this thing!"
"what?"
Christine was truly frightened this time. If she forgot to go out, it would be fine. If she refused to wear it, what would that mean? It means a naked provocation to the Red Silk Army.
"Dear guest, you can't do this. If you are discovered by the pickets of the Red Silk Corps...you...you will die!" Christine became anxious, with sweat dripping from her brows.
"I've already said..." the necromancer said firmly, "I will never wear this thing!"
Christine wanted to persuade her again, but at this moment, there was a sound of chaotic footsteps outside the door of the tavern. She already understood that the picket team had arrived.
It's too late to say anything now, Christine sighed helplessly, and secretly prayed for this unfortunate necromancer...