Chapter 78

The owner of the blue strawberry Hotel knew modrian's identity and did not prevent Gregory and others from entering. Trefari Legion soldiers and noxas blood cavalry also took over the internal defense of the hotel.

"Lord modrian." Gregory hurried to the room, his face covered with wind and frost too late to clean up.

In one night's time, even the elite soldiers of Knox couldn't bear to rush from Fort tunwaugh to edalas.

"Don't worry," modrian smiled, pointed to the chair by the wooden table, and then ordered nidam on his side. "Arrange for the soldiers to rest and leave edalas around noon."

"Yes, sir!" nidam replied in a deep voice, and turned away.

After waiting for Gregory to rest for a while, modrian asked, "are you sure you have found a fine iron vein in the renwal mountains?"

"Yes, the exploration team found a vein near lakstark fortress. After excavation, it was determined to be a fine iron vein." Gregory nodded and explained in detail the reason for the situation.

"The reason for the news leakage is that when dealing with the ore vein, the people lurking in Cooper found the opportunity to escape with refined iron ore."

"At the time of arrest, he had taken poison and committed suicide, and the refined iron ore was lost. However, according to Cooper's judgment, it was very like a spy means, and it was suspected that it was the hand of the oak tavern."

Sure enough, it's an oak tavern. It seems that my hunch is very accurate. Modrian touched his chin and thought.

"Has there been any change in the towns of Fort trentworth and irvindale?"

"Late last night, a lot of outposts poured into the town of irvindale, but there was no digging fort. They were all persuaded to retreat by the patrolling noxas imperial cavalry." Gregory reported that persuasion, yes, noxas style persuasion.

"And general dreus has ordered the whole fort to be on alert, and then arranged for vosman to go to the town of irvindale to cooperate with Cooper for internal cleaning."

Modrian nodded when he heard the speech. He was completely relieved of dreus, and then ordered, "go down and have a rest. We'll wait for the pig to leave."

The wind and waves have risen, and it can't be calmed again. I hope it can completely deter those forces who are ready to move this time.

At the wide gate of edalas City, there are a lot of people and caravans. From time to time, foreign faces appear, waiting in line to leave silently.

At this time, a black and Red Cavalry team came slowly from the city. The veterans in charge of guarding the city gate seemed to have received orders, immediately assigned people to arrange a passable Road, and watched the cavalry team disappear outside the city.

Without paying attention to these details, modrian skillfully manipulated the horse to step down and run on the flat road between the mountains.

Bobby and Gregory behind him, as well as the Knox soldiers, followed in turn. There were indifferent eyes under their masks, but there was no other mood.

After crossing the mountain road, the city of edalas has been left behind. From a distance, it looks like a giant beast lying in the mountains and a cornucopia.

Unfortunately, edalas is not a fort digger after all. Even if it is prosperous a hundred times and a thousand times, it doesn't have the feeling of peace of mind to dig a fort.

The afternoon sun is a little warm. After the spring season, the cold is no longer, and the plains on both sides of the road are lush.

Stop the horse, modrian took out the coquettish Raptor cloak from the space ring and put it on. The purple feathers moved with the wind, and inexplicable energy flowed around him.

Then he took out the gray gun and gray shield, held the handle with his right hand, the sharp cold awn hurt his skin, and the gray shield was hung obliquely in the saddle in case of need.

Although the two high-level magic items, gray gun and gray shield, have not been repaired, they have attributes worthy of high-level magic items.

Especially the gray gun, modrian can feel that his life energy is much thicker under the magical attribute of the gray gun.

Is this the 15 point attack bonus?

"A low-level magic item and two high-level magic items. It is estimated that no knight in Stoke will have such luxurious equipment as me." modrian looked down at his heavily armed self and whispered to himself.

"Lord modrian, when will we come back to edalas?" asked Bobby, who followed modrian's side. His short figure riding a war horse was inexplicably funny.

"It's estimated that we won't come back soon. Maybe we'll wait until we officially establish our territory."

Modrian rubbed Bobby's gray hair and said, I don't know what's going on. As soon as he saw Bobby's lovely face, he couldn't help touching her head, but his previous life and predecessor didn't have such a habit. Is it related to being single for many years?

"Well, we'll have to build a territory quickly." during his stay in edalas, Bobby liked the local customs here, which was much more interesting than the demacia empire.

After wearing it, modrian continued to lead the team. Now he has left edalas for some distance. If someone wants to do it, it should be almost done.

"There's something ahead, Lord modrian!" Gregory said in a deep voice, his face armor's eyes showing a trace of cold.

Modrian waved the team to stop. Trefari's soldiers formed a guard array tacitly and waited for instructions.

The noxas bloody cavalry accelerated, galloped behind Gregory, quickly dispersed, formed a conical assault array, and the bloody heavy lances pointed at the grass.

Behind the plains and hills not far away, dozens of cavalry suddenly appeared. They were approaching here quickly. The cavalry waved their weapons and shouted curses mixed with slang through the sky.

"Bandits?"

As the distance approached, modrian half narrowed his eyes and looked at the cavalry who didn't even have armor. Most of them were leather armor and lock armor, and some even wore thick cotton padded clothes.

"Ha, is this a temptation? What's the use of a cavalry team without a knight?"

Disgusted, he glanced at the approaching bandit cavalry, and modrian whispered to Gregory, who was waiting for orders.

"Do it, no one!"

The voice just fell!

Gregory raised his heavy lance and pointed it at the bandit cavalry.

The same is true of the constantly vigilant noxas bloody cavalry. The bloody lances in their hands cut through the air and made bursts of sobs, as if they were crossing the distance of space and fiercely stabbed into the thin body of the bandit cavalry.

With the explosion of life energy, it penetrates bandit cavalry like sugar gourd.

The overflowing blood dyed the green grass red, the shouting and swearing stopped, and turned into another tragic sound of begging for mercy, but it still couldn't stop the arrival of death.