Soul of Searing Steel

Chapter 32: Aren’t the fighting races in the North just like Lao Maozi?

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In the civilian area in the east of the city, at the corner of an alley, there is an inconspicuous small door. This door is so hidden that as long as it is not opened, almost no one can find it. But now, the door has been opened. There was also the sound of people talking behind the door.

"Joshua... Sir, have you really killed Moze?"

Nolan, a stalker with gray hair and purple eyes, is one of the next generation heirs of the Wilson family. Originally, a girl her age should stay in her own small manor this winter, enjoying the warmth of the fireplace and rich food, but due to Due to the mindless actions of her family brother, she was forced to come to the main city of Moldavia, endure the cold wind and blizzards to detect intelligence, and even stay in a small room... facing such a monster in front of her. .

"I don't think a person who is cut in half can survive. Ah, then again, your brother is indeed not weak. His death punch was very hard."

The tall man in front of him with long black rough hair and black and red eyes was expressionless. Although he was not handsome, he still had the unique charm of a man with hard lines. This man named Joshua spoke as he spoke. Every word and action was like the beating of a heavy drum, bringing breathless pressure. He turned his eyes and looked directly into the girl's eyes. There was no warmth in his eyes, only sharp and cold pressure like steel: "Chris Where is the man, didn’t you bring him to this safe house?”

After finishing speaking, he folded his hands on his chest, waiting for the stalker's answer.

"No, no, no, he, yes, left on his own."

Feeling sincerely frightened, Nolan felt that her throat was a little dry and her head was in a mess. Under the influence of instinct, she subconsciously scanned the surroundings. This was the safe house she had specially selected. It was hidden, unobtrusive, and very suitable. Escape, the window behind her, and the fireplace on the left only require a slight bump to escape from the house. Next, she only needs to use the skills [Disappearance of Existence], [Human Concealment], and [Deep Sneak]. Escape.

"say."

Two words gently shook Nolan's eardrums, causing her consciousness to return to her body. Her rationality, which had been somewhat shattered by fear, also regrouped. The girl who came back to her senses couldn't help but sigh lightly - her thoughts were good, but what she faced was For a gold-level warrior who can kill another gold-level warrior, as long as she dares to make the slightest move, her head will be smashed to pieces by a heavy punch in the next moment.

She's still young and doesn't plan to switch careers to the Headless Horseman, so let's just say so.

"Almost two and a half hours ago, Chris seemed to have received some magic message, and then he insisted on leaving. I didn't have any objection or reason to stop him, so I let him go, but he did leave you a letter. The letter was placed on the table next to me, I didn’t read it or touch it.”

"Another letter."

Under Nolan's careful gaze, the dark-haired warrior's mood became worse for some reason. He frowned, walked to the table and picked up the letter: "Brother, since it's not aimed at me, I won't either." You planned to kill him, why did you run so fast? It’s inexplicable.”

That’s right, uncle, you didn’t intend to kill me, but my legs were still weak when I talked to you!

"From what he said casually, it seems that he had some problems with the chamber of commerce and the alchemy workshop in the southern part of the empire, so he left in such a hurry..."

Regreting in his heart, Nolan explained carefully. Nolan suddenly felt that Chris, the alchemist, was indeed a spell caster. His IQ was indeed higher than hers. He knew how to find any reason to leave early in the chaos, but he stayed in the safe house stupidly. I just don’t know how to leave, I’m so stupid.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter what happened to him."

Putting the letter into his chest, Joshua turned to look at the gray-haired stalker and showed a smile that was definitely not kind: "Next, let's talk about the Wilson family's support of my damn uncle, which led to the main The city has suffered huge losses."

"this… "

"If you don't want me to knock on your door, you'd better think carefully before speaking. Okay, Miss Nolan, let's sit down and talk."

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Starfall 831, November 6th in winter, a rare sunny day in the Black Forest Fortress.

The winter sun is not exactly warm, but it can still bring a little heat. For the knights standing guard and patrolling, it is indeed good weather.

But the meeting room in the fortress was completely different from the outside, filled with an embarrassing silence.

This is a room made of white rock. Black and gold carpets cover the hall. A long conference table made of brown pine is placed in the center. Several powerful knights in armor sit around the table. Everyone They all bowed their heads and remained silent.

"Silver Knights, fifty-five people, elite Northland War Cavalry, one hundred and twenty people."

On the left side of the conference room, someone finally broke the silence. The speaker was a tall warrior wearing a masked helmet. His voice was blocked by the helmet and seemed a bit dull. He said word by word: "The entire fortress has less than half the strength. , fully armed, fully prepared, and ready to go at any time.”

"There are sixteen members in the mage group, including nine Yaoling Priests, six Silver Mages, and one Frost Warlock."

The second person to speak was the white-haired old man on the right side of the conference table. He wore single-frame glasses and held a magic bronze staff. He looked fierce. At first glance, he looked more like a warrior than a mage. His voice was almost It leaked out from between his teeth: "With all the trigger scrolls fully loaded, at least one city wall can be destroyed by blasting it out."

"Kili, Feng, what nonsense are you two big men talking to? Please speak human words to me!"

There was a heavy slap on the table, and at the front of the conference table, a blond middle-aged knight snorted angrily and said loudly: "No matter how much you have prepared, you don't need it now! You are moving so slowly, you all have the nerve to get paid, I'm sorry to claim my loyalty to the old lord!"

"Zolgen, don't think that because you are the chief of the fortress defense, I won't dare to take action!"

There was a loud noise, and the masked knight showed no sign of weakness. He slapped the table and stood up, pointing at the nose of the blond middle-aged knight and said angrily: "Aren't you the one who ordered the decision to check the situation first? Why are you pretending to be foresight now? If you can, then send troops to fight back the main city!"

"That's right, you guy, don't think that because I am a mage, I can't take action. I, Von Lawrence, will put my words here today. There are no fucking people in the North who can't hold a sword. Why don't you explain your words clearly to us? Now go out and fight!"

The white-haired mage threw away his staff and rolled up his mage robe, revealing a strong arm full of scars. Looking at those muscles, he could at least kill a bear with his bare hands. This shaper and part-time berserker are unique in the North. Without saying a word, the mage summoned a pyrotechnic and held it in his hand, looking as if he was about to throw it out at any time.

The conference room suddenly turned from extremely quiet to extremely moving. Seeing that the three fortress management were about to start a duel over disagreements in the conference room, their subordinates who had long been accustomed to it immediately stepped forward to stop the three fighting. The guy who was born into this race gave him a flurry of good words and persuasion.

After a while of tossing, the three top officers of the fortress, the garrison commander, the instructor of the mages and the leader of the knights, all vented some of their emotions and calmed down a little.

"Shame!"

There was another heavy slap on the table. This time it was the white-haired mage named Feng who took the lead. His expression looked very painful: "This is a great shame!"

"As a knight, I can't bring glory to my lord, but I actually lost my main city!"

Although the masked knight could not see his face, his voice was extremely regretful: "If the lord is still alive...ah!"

"You two, stop talking. Who would have thought that Master Joshua... the new lord could be so good at fighting!"

Sighing, the blond middle-aged knight Zolgen also looked puzzled: "It's really strange. Master, no, Lord, as long as he comes to the Black Forest Fortress, even if we try to ignore the black tide, we will all be dispatched. , to bring down the main city, why did he do it alone? We didn’t receive any news at all. If Elson hadn’t sent back the news, we wouldn’t have known that the Lord had returned from the Black Crow Legion.”

"Sir, you can easily kill twenty or thirty Silver Knights by yourself, and knock down the main city with one hand. What do you want a bunch of losers like you and me to do?"

With a cold snort, Killy straightened his masked helmet and said dullly: "A knight can't share the Lord's worries and let the Lord face the danger himself. Now I am so ashamed that I want to commit suicide. I just want to The black tide is coming quickly, let me kill a few more monsters and wash away the shame with my blood!"

"Now, let the city guards go back quickly. The main city needs them to maintain order."

The last order brought an end to the discussions and disputes in the conference room.

Similar exclamations in the Black Forest Fortress spread throughout the Moldavia Territory. Territory knights everywhere and even the dwarves living there were also shocked by the news.