After spending a pleasant morning in Keen City, and after lunch, Sui Xiong set off for the Samat Viscounty.
He had no intention of meeting with the people led by Keen, nor did he have the idea of meeting the believers—with his current status, it would be a bit embarrassing to do these things. "Oscar of the Mask of the Void" is not suitable for intervening in such trivial matters, while "Holy Spirit Crick Keen" is suitable for stepping forward, but doing so would be harmful rather than helpful.
Over the years, his help to the Keen Territory has remained at a "friendly" level. Apart from secretly helping Anna, Stephen and Romon prepare some life-saving trump cards, he has done nothing noticeable on the surface. . Considering that Crick Keen is the Holy Spirit of His Majesty the Mask of the Void, he actually seems a bit unfamiliar.
But there's nothing you can do about it. In many cases, superficial indifference is not a bad thing, but being too close can cause trouble.
If Creek pays too much attention to his relatives and friends, although he can provide a lot of conveniences in small things, it will make those truly powerful enemies pay attention to them and even target them. In that case, their risk would be great.
Compared with the risks, a little convenience is really not worth mentioning. It is unwise to let them bear huge risks for this benefit.
So after careful consideration, Sui Xiong finally decided to keep a certain distance from them, even acting unfamiliar on the surface, in order to dispel some people's thoughts that they shouldn't have.
If they can really hurt Creek's feelings, his enemies will naturally not hesitate to attack Keen Territory. But since Crick himself didn't care much about it, it would be inappropriate to expose his own feet for this matter.
To put it bluntly, this is also a game.
Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills.
It takes two days to ride a horse from Keen City, the capital of the Keen Territory, to Sammat Manor, the capital of the Sammat Territory. If it is the kind of special horse with the blood of Warcraft and amazing endurance, it can be reached in half a day if it keeps running wildly. . As for walking, it takes four to five days.
This distance is the minimum limit for baron-level territory. If it is less than this limit, not only will the products be scarce, but more importantly, each other's safety cannot be guaranteed.
Under the technological level of this world, unless magic communication items are used regardless of cost, it is almost at the level of "communication basically relies on roaring", not even flying pigeons to send messages. Therefore, if a war breaks out and there is not enough distance between each other's territories, the army will arrive at night and day, and the attacked party will not even have time to summon an army.
Of course, those who break the rules will be punished, but what does that have to do with the dead
Therefore, there must be a certain distance between the territories of two nobles. This is an unshakable rule.
A special horse would have to run for half a day, but for Sui Xiong, it was just as close as a leisurely stroll in the garden. After lunch, he left the city and arrived at Sammat Manor in about ten minutes.
He didn't use flying or teleportation along the way, he just walked step by step on the ground. But it was different from ordinary walking. Every time he took a step, he walked a distance that was at least equivalent to dozens or even hundreds of steps for ordinary people. However, his figure did not flicker at all, and was steady and light. Even the fellow travelers didn't notice anything wrong at all.
As for whether they will suddenly wake up at some point in the future, and then gain some understanding by recalling the way Sui Xiong walked at that time, and then learn the wonderful magic called "Shutchi Technique", that depends on their own luck. .
Unlike Keen City, Samath Manor is relatively simple and rude. It was originally just a knight's manor. After Viscount Samat chose this place as the capital of the fiefdom, he first used the power of magic to raise the old manor as the core out of thin air, and used it as an inner city for the lords and officials to live in, and then placed them around it. Residential buildings and various buildings form the outer city. Outside the outer city is a heavy wooden fence with a horse-repelling structure. Outside the fence is a trench of considerable width and depth. In order to avoid breeding mosquitoes, the trenches were sprinkled with hydrated lime, but they were not filled with water. Instead, there were special drainage channels.
Generally speaking, this manor looks simple and rough, but in fact, in terms of area, planning layout, and defense capabilities, it is actually pretty good. Apart from not being very pretty, there are no other shortcomings.
There are two roads into the manor, both of which are suspension bridges. Heavily armed soldiers guarded both sides of the suspension bridge. Looking at their burly bodies and ferocious expressions, you knew they were definitely not comparable to ordinary militiamen. Especially the cold light that flashed in their eyes from time to time made many civilians frightened. Not to mention making trouble, there were only a few who dared to fight.
Sui Xiong, with black hair and black eyes, has a slightly unique appearance, but it is not eye-catching. He claimed to be a traveler, paid the gate tax, and walked leisurely across the suspension bridge under the gaze of the soldiers, without any sign of nervousness.
"There seems to be something wrong with this kid." A soldier whispered, "He is a little too calm!"
"There's nothing wrong with me, of course I'm calm." The veteran next to him disagreed.
"But... his dress and appearance don't look like a traveler at all!"
"It's just because they don't look alike that there's no problem." The veteran said with a smile, "If you were a spy, would you dress up like him and call yourself a traveler?"
"Of course not! That's like saying 'I'm suspicious' on your face."
"That's right, don't treat everyone else as a fool." The veteran smiled and patted the recruit beside him on the shoulder, "Anyone who dares to do this is either a fool or a strong man with confidence. No matter how you look at this guy, Not like a fool, which is of course the latter.”
"Is he a very powerful person? Do I need to report it?"
"...Do you think our captain can't see it?"
"That's right..."
The captain they were talking about was Ronde Tu, one of the important generals under Thun Samat.
This last name is weird, both in pronunciation and meaning. Because its owner is not an ordinary person, but a native from the Great Swamp, a half-dragon.
The half-dragon is a cold-blooded creature with a human-like torso and a head with dragon horns, a big mouth and sharp teeth. Their bodies are covered in thick scales that provide protection comparable to medium or even heavy armor. They have surprisingly strong bodies. Although they are not tall, they are powerful enough to compete with ordinary monsters. However, relatively speaking, their movements are not very flexible. Especially when the weather is cold, they will appear a little lazy and lethargic. If it is colder, they will even hibernate.
In view of this, half-dragons like to travel in the south, and the farther south, the better. Sammat Manor is already south enough, so even though Captain Ronde doesn't seem to be very energetic, at least he doesn't mean to hibernate.
He stood in the room on the middle floor of the watchtower, staring through the window at Sui Xiong who was walking leisurely on the street, his eyes alert and gloomy.
"This person is difficult to deal with." His deputy, a ranger close to high-level strength, said.
Ronde nodded and said in a somewhat jerky common language: "Let the soldiers pay more attention to him, but don't disturb him. As long as he doesn't cause trouble, we will pretend we didn't see anything."
This is a very popular practice, and soldiers in most territories will choose this when facing strong men they cannot afford to offend.
The deputy was startled when he heard Round's order and asked in surprise: "He is so strong?"
"I'm just worried that I've underestimated him." Lang De said solemnly, "Although I can't find any evidence, I just think he is very strong, super strong, unimaginably strong... In short, let's be careful, nothing will happen. mistake."
Ronde's profession is very strange. He is neither a warrior nor a ranger, but a shaman - a spellcaster from the wild world, a special priest who is intoxicated with the power of the soul and spirit.
Shamans are one of the cores of wild society. They have multiple positions such as mages, priests, doctors, and priests. They can communicate with ancestors, gods, and natural spirits. As a shaman who is close to the peak of high-level, Langde is almost perfect in terms of ability except for his dark face and bad luck.
So just for a moment, he vaguely felt the unfathomable power hidden under Sui Xiong's mortal appearance.
It has to be said that although he is usually unlucky, he is still quite lucky when it comes to key issues.