Vol 2 Chapter 62

Scene 62 Chablis

The breeze at the end of summer was a bit sweet, and it was fascinating under the warm sun. August has passed and October is near.

The young man reached out to the clear blue sky, covering his vision with his five fingers, allowing the soft sunlight to flow from between the fingers, the light changing, and beautiful. Then he sighed, put down his hand, and the green hills around Chablis returned to his sights again—the air was dry and comfortable, and the weather was sunny and comfortable.

It's just that the dark green that has spread all over the mountains since midsummer has faded. The leaves of tree species such as ginkgo, metasequoia and plane tree have begun to be light yellow, and the fragrant trees in the forest are dyed red, and the mottled colors are like oil paint flowing into the color plate. In the same way, reconcile together to produce natural beauty is exciting.

He sat on horseback, grasping the reins with one hand, and staring not far away from a conspicuous gray-white cliff under the sun-the confluence of rivers under the mountains, a tiled red roof, which is the town of Chablis. Chablis was hardly known in the past. Brando only knew that it was located in the central region of Jean-dénell, and was home to Eru's few ethnic minorities, the mountain people.

There is a dense forest in the north of the town. The ruins of the former silver elves are covered under the layered canopy. It is called the ruins of Palogan-Saint-Gerles. Here was an open temple of the silver elves. The silver atrium was established in In the middle of the dense forest, an arcade of sacred white is connected to the mysterious and majestic beauty of this ethnic philosophy.

However, as early as the year of the shadow dragon, the elves left the area for unknown reasons, and the temple was deserted. Now it should be a group of lizard robbers, if Brando remembers it correctly. In the past, there was no background in this area. The reason why players went to the ruins of the Temple of the Silver Elf was to steal the wealth of the lizardman bandit. Of course, the game designers gave them more sounding reasons, probably to kill the people.

This made Brando laughable. Players never need any excuses, but the game designer has to find ways to make his world consistent, so they have to help these games locusts find some reason that seems as reasonable as possible. Except for the plot party, this is a laborious and unpleasant thing.

But now his thoughts have changed, and he finds that the backgrounds he didn't understand before have now become foggy.

Brando has never been to Chablis before, because there are no less than a hundred copies in the past, such as the ruins of the Palogan-Saint-Gerles, in the Golan-Elsen area. Players At the low level, you must go to other provinces to take risks, and the designer's thinking is also biased in this direction-after the high level, players began to become fluid between regions and countries.

However, as a veteran player, he still heard rumors about these areas more or less: for example, the ruins of the Temple of St. Galles in Palogan-Saint Gerles, chased by the lizard robber, or the densely-organized, Leviathan's weathered mausoleum, full of undead creatures, and the floating city of Caracel, where players battle with puppets.

Each is an adventure story of wealth and treasure set against the sword and sword.

When Brando was collecting this information, he probably did not expect that one day he would have the opportunity to come to these places, but at this moment he stood on the hill and looked at Chablis below-a piece of roof over the roof, smoking smoke. It seems like a sloping line rises and then dissipates in the headroom. There was a feeling in my heart, thanks to the lack of a cheap mind at first, otherwise it would really be a black eye.

He was thinking about the ruins of Palogan—St. Gerles, and the lizard robber.

However, the Chablis area is really as beautiful as the forum said. Peace and tranquility want people to stay here forever, just like a calm harbor.

Roman took her beloved foal out of the forest in the back-she bought it from a dealer who brought Denel to Braggs, and she couldn't bear to ride more. The businessman lady looked curiously at Chablis' mountains and rivers, and a dark layer of excitement flashed in her dark eyes:

"Brando, is this here?" She asked.

"Ah," Brando responded, and nodded. "Here is Chablis. The name Chablis was left by the former silver elves, which means 'sweet mountains.' Dala's undead hasn't passed here, and it's still quiet as always. "

However, he thought that this was not surprising, because the Instalon march would definitely choose a richer area.

Presumably, the black jazz bypasses the hard bones of Braggs, just to bypass Denel for the benefit, of course, it will not be all right to enter this poor and remote summer hills.

Moreover, these are all 'stories' that have happened in history, and Brando has a good idea.

"Are there any snacks in Chablis?" Miss Merchant immediately asked again.

"You can try the hot pot of the mountain people." Brando looked back at this beloved girl and smiled petulously: "But it seems that you have become more and more young Romance since you left Maggie Tan. My mouth is pouting, be careful to gain weight. "

When Roman heard it, a pair of little eyebrows were raised immediately, and hurriedly justified: "I will not gain weight, I just eat a little bit." But this sounded more like self-consolation. Quietly compared his waistline with his hands, and frowned.

It seemed that the contradiction between food and fatness made her distressed for a while.

"Master Knight, do you say that 'sage's slate' here?" Antitina on the back rode a black horse with bright fur and satin; the girl's complexion has gradually become rosy these days Forget the morbid paleness when she first met Brando-although trekking during the trip, at least not worrying about the next meal every day.

A long scroll box was tied to her horseback. It was not only the crystallization of her wisdom and the most precious wealth, but also the priceless treasure that Brando valued most. At first, he insisted on bringing Antitina because of the parchment paper with various lines painted on it.

The girl coughed twice, looked up at a clear sky, and murmured, "It's almost October."

"Rest assured, this time no one should be ready to take the lead." Brando knew what the maiden was asking.

They had left Prague for more than a month, and the news of the truce between Eruin and Madara reached the local noble houses in the south by the end of August. At that time, they had just arrived in Jean-Dernell and settled in Maggietan, the capital of the Earl, in the forest city.

Brando pinned his hope on the sage slate in the misty forest west of Maggie Tan, but that slate slab was already obtained by the local north wind church as in previous games. Brando had no friendship with the northerly knights of Count Jean-Denell, and after a period of stay there, he had to leave.

However, during Maggie Tan, he introduced to Roman the most famous local snack, a kind of honey dessert. As a result, Miss Merchant is now full of interest in snacks everywhere.

Thinking of this, Brando couldn't help but smile a little, but suddenly realized in his mind the December coup: two months left. He thinks he must be too late, but he can only rest assured that he will be given to the future Princess Regent and the girl from the Butch countryside-

Freya.

Presumably at this time Freya has arrived at the King's Knight Academy in the princess's private territory, but I don't know how tight the situation outside is now. But the manpower is sometimes poor, and he does not have the capital to participate in the game between the princes. At this moment Brando's biggest task is to continuously strengthen himself, and whenever he mentions strengthening himself, he can't help thinking that this time Reto and his party should have entered the territory of the province of Enerec.

"We're looking for that slate here?" Antitina asked.

"Well, there is a remnant of the silver elves north of here, and it is said that the stone slab is in the relic." Brando replied. He wanted to find a guide who knew the background of the area, but because he had never been to Chablis, he didn't know where exactly the ruins of the Palogan-Saint-Gerles were. .

There was only a lizard robber entangled in the ruins, presumably this matter would not be as easy as he imagined. In the past game, the ruins of Barogon-St. Gerles was a level 23 copy. Although it is far below the Forbidden Orchard of the Golden Devil Tree, there are no shortcuts here.

He thought for a while, but decided to go to the town and talk about it.

...

The three descended down the gentle **** and entered Shabli in less than half an hour.

In fact, Chablis is very different from most towns in southern Eruin. Mountain people built this town in the mountains-this is not a simple thing. They followed the wisdom of their ancestors and piled up the slopes with stones, so the new part of the town was always stacked on top of the old part. Over time, the entire town was layered up along the river at the foot of the mountain, more like A stone-built fortress.

If you want to describe this town with an impression, it is a staircase, a large number of staggered staircases. The buildings are arranged side by side on platforms that are layered upwards, and narrow, slender steps connect these spatially staggered platforms.

Here also maintains the original features of the southern mountains of Eruin. The mountain people rarely use the power of magic. They built stone-carved lampposts on the sides of the stone steps, and put braziers in the hollowed out places. They can also replace oil lamps or The role of magic street lights.

Brando remembers that Chablis has only one bar, an inn called 'Chablis Lantern Grass', and the sub-section of the Chablis player on the forum is called this name. He also remembered this because of this reason. Color hotel.

It is said to be full of legend because the only hotel is the home of almost all outside adventurers, mercenaries and players in Chablis. Its shape is like a spacious hall with the rooms below it. And usually travellers gather in the upper hall and exchange news with each other. There is only one such hotel in the entire southern border of Eruin.

But all the way into the town, Antinina and Roman had not noticed anything, but Brando immediately noticed an unusual breath.

He looked around carefully at once, and those who wore completely different traditional costumes from the surrounding mountain people passed the street in twos and threes, mostly because of their young age. Some of them also cast doubt on them . Brando recognized these people almost immediately-they were travelers, adventurers, mercenaries, and monster hunters.

These people have appeared anywhere in Vaund, but ...

For a small place like Chablis, it seems too much.

This is not the Chablis that gathered a large number of players in the past.