Chapter 1728 Ambition

Boll didn't notice any abnormalities within the scope of the carriage entering the Sika Territory.

In the end, he could only put it down to his lack of sharpness.

He determined that Kieran must have discovered something.

Then he put the thought out of his mind for a moment, as a troop of cavalry approached their carriage.

This is a cavalry team of fifty people, wearing metal breastplates, carrying matchlocks, long swords, and crossbows on the side of the saddle. They are almost fully armed and full of murderous intent.

On the breastplate is the long sword family emblem belonging to Viscount Sika, and above it is the blood-stained and burning long sword emblem of the Temple of War.

Viscount Sika is a devout believer in the Temple of War, and his family emblem is naturally under the family emblem of the Temple of War.

"Good morning, sir."

The leading cavalry greeted Bol very politely, while his eyes glanced at the bodyguard Ashcano and the trophies and prisoners on the roof of the car, with both vigilance and envy.

Vigilance comes from fighting.

Envy also comes from fighting.

Fighting makes us strong and makes us rich, but it also brings death - the people of Hokuriku keep this famous saying from the Temple of War in mind.

"Good morning, Your Excellency."

Bol opened the door of the carriage and stepped out. He did not take off the fur, but made a fist with his right hand and tapped his chest lightly.

The etiquette of the War Temple made the cavalry leader less wary in his eyes, and when Boer took out the identity certificates of himself, his bodyguards and Kieran, the other man's expression completely softened.

Then, when Boll took out a wine bottle and handed it to the other party, a smile appeared on the other party's face.

“Homemade wine from Morsa.”

Bol laughed.

“Fur and wine, Morsa’s is the best!”

The cavalry leader laughed, and then lowered his voice and said: "The Sika Territory has not been peaceful recently. There are always some guys who want to make trouble. You should try your best to get to the town during the day. When you enter the city, you can say that you are Karl's friends. They You will be treated with due courtesy."

"Thank you, Mr. Karl."

Bol hammered his chest again, and a small bag of coins slipped out of his cuffs and hung without a trace on the saddle of the cavalry leader.

The other party smiled in return, and after tapping his chest, the cavalry team continued to move in the direction from which the carriage came.

Boll watched the cavalry leave before returning to the carriage.

"Thank you Father Mona. If he hadn't given me a few more identity documents, we would have been in trouble just now."

"The cavalry of the Xika Territory will not be dispatched at will. Something must be happening around them."

Bol whispered and looked at Qin Ran.

Bol believed that Kieran should know about this.

After all, this ‘Demon of Fire’ had discovered something before.

As for whether they killed the robbers and attracted the cavalry from the Sika Territory?

No kidding.

If that were the case, the cavalry team just now would not be so polite.

Facing Bol's gaze, Qin Ran picked up the teacup calmly.

Qin Ran had some guess as to what happened.

But he won't tell Bol.

Or anyone.

When it comes to matters involving gods, you only need to think about it. Any words you say should be buried deep in your heart. That is the safest choice, isn't it?

And face the gods?

It is not needed for the time being.

Now, what he needs is more information.

What's more, his best, most cost-effective, unafraid of death, and most adaptable subordinate has already gone to 'contact' with the other party. Kieran believes that he will have some news soon.

Qin Ran didn't say anything, and Bol didn't dare to ask.

"We're on our way."

"Boost!"

Bol patted the window behind him, emphasizing.

"Okay, Mr. Ball."

"We will rush to Sika before sunset. Then, I will go to the Temple of War to write a letter to Old Mo Na and send him the extra income. He should be able to buy a new leather jacket and stock up more. Order some meat.”

Ashcano said.

Then, the carriage moved significantly faster.

Father Mena, Ashcano's adoptive father, the priest of the Border Morsa War Temple, the only border Morsa cleric recognized by the Attantinoba War Temple, a very nice little old man.

Kieran had heard Bol talk about it.

According to Bol's words, he received a lot of help from the other party, not only the powerful bodyguard Ashcano, but also some early guidance.

Of course, those IDs are also included.

In Hokuriku, nothing is more useful than the identification of the War Temple.

Even the royal family of Atantin is not as good as the Temple of War, let alone the various lords.

The identity certificates of each lord can be used in each territory, but if you want to leave the territory, you need to be cautious. It is best not to choose to go to a territory that is hostile or has poor relations.

Because that would only be asking for trouble.

Bol had anticipated this a long time ago. Through the relationship with Father Mena, he obtained the identity certificate of the Temple of War. To be on the safe side, Bol also prepared a few more copies.

Kieran took his identity certificate from Bol's hand.

There is no photo, but there is a portrait similar to a sketch. Below is the name and a simple description: Colin, a young man with black hair and black eyes.

The portrait was done by Bohr in a hurry.

The painting is very good, it cannot be said to be lifelike, but it basically matches the characteristics of Qin Ran's appearance at the moment.

"Sir Colin, you'd better take it with you."

"The identity check here is stricter than imagined - 'Although God has temporarily lowered his gaze, we should continue to look at the evil in the world for God'. The believers of the Temple of War and Lady Calamity all implement this point. "

"The same goes for the lords everywhere."

"After all, they don't want anything strange happening in their territory."

Bol reminded Qin Ran, and then placed a few charcoal blocks into the heater again.

The Northland is very cold in winter, especially in the border areas of Morsa, Sika Territory and the royal capital of Etantino. If they had the choice, most nobles would go to Livia to spend the winter, including the royal family.

However, not this year.

Because of the ‘decree’ just issued by King Attantine VI.

Kieran leaned back in his seat, trying to listen to Bol's description in a comfortable position.

He found that the reason why Bol was able to get along with Lawless was definitely because both of them had the same trait: talkative.

Lawless is one of those obvious ones that can be talked about endlessly.

Bol is hidden, keeping silent in the huge city, the kind that cannot be restrained once he enters the dungeon world.

This moment is no exception.

As the carriage moved forward, sitting in the warm carriage, Boll's story never stopped.

"After the 'Black Disaster' raged, there were more and more strange things happening throughout Hokuriku. When I first entered here, I encountered them. There were constant murmurs in my ears. No matter it was day or night, I can guarantee that It wasn't a hallucination or a ghost, but I couldn't figure out what it was. I suffered from insomnia for three days in a row. Finally, I entered the Temple of War and found Father Mona. With the help of the priest, I got out of the predicament. Mr. Colin, you know What is that?"

"Also, at the border Morsa followed the caravan across the border for the first time. When camping at night, I heard the whispering in my ears again, more obvious than before. Fortunately, I brought the blessing from Father Mona. Rune', I held the rune tightly that night. When dawn came, the murmur disappeared, and everyone in the caravan except me also disappeared. They threw away all the goods, just like that 's disappeared."

"And, and..."

Bol's story continued.

Among them, the ‘blessing rune’ given by Father Mo Na appeared quite frequently.

He even played the role of a life-saving prop every time, which aroused Kieran's curiosity.

"Can I see the rune?"

Qin Ran asked.

"sure."

Bol did not refuse and took out the rune.

It was a pebble the size of a palm, with many lines drawn on it. It was hard to tell what these lines made up. They were so messy, but there were certain patterns.

And, it’s not ugly.

However, after seeing it, Qin Ran felt inexplicably... uncomfortable.

Even, with a hint of disgust.

That's right, it's diaphragm and nausea.

There is no danger.

There's no malice at all.

But it was like seeing a large pile of excrement suddenly appearing in front of me, with flies flying on it, and the feeling of nausea and nausea arose spontaneously.

Frowning, Kieran leaned back again.

"Sir Colin, do you need to take a look at it with your own hands?"

Bol said as he handed over the rune.

"No."

"Please keep it."

"I already feel how extraordinary it is."

Kieran said clearly.

"certainly!"

"Father Mona said that as long as I don't do anything too outrageous when encountering strange things, it will definitely ensure my safety."

After receiving Kieran's affirmation, Bol cherished the rune in his hand even more. He raised his hand and stroked the rune carefully, and then put it into his arms with extraordinary treasure.

This look made Kieran move his teacup on the table a little further, as far away from the other party as possible.

He didn't want his teacup to have any contact with the other party again.

but……

Have been contacted before.

Inexplicably, Qin Ran felt a little nauseous. He suppressed the idea of ​​using 'Devil's Flame' to purify the other party, and controlled the thoughts to spread.

After seeing Qin Ran thinking, Bol wisely chose to shut up and continued to add carbon to the heater to make the car even warmer.

The warmth inside the carriage in winter made Kieran's mind very active.

He was the first to confirm one thing: the world has changed because of the 'Black Disaster'.

There is no doubt that in this world with gods, the changes in the world are changes among the gods.

The authority of the old gods is challenged.

The new gods are growing in strength.

Among them, some inexplicable and weird guys took the opportunity to sneak in.

Maybe it's an evil god.

There is also the possibility that it is the devil.

Or maybe the devil.

It might even be...a person!

When they began to create chaos and hope to obtain greater benefits, no matter what existence they were, all the guys were staring at their respective territories first. Not only were they highly nervous, but they also tested each other. Because of this, when he dispatched some After the 'siren', there was a prompt response.

Qin Ran, who was no longer a rookie, quickly concluded.

Then, he narrowed his eyes slightly.

"What are those weird mist-like things?"

Qin Ran muttered to himself.

What ordinary people cannot see is naturally summarized as extraordinary.

But in this place where there are gods, the most direct and easiest way to transcend is to connect with the gods.

"That sight comes from the Temple of War?"

Qin Ran thought uncertainly.

Because of these evil mist-like things, it is difficult for people to associate with the God of War, even the evil butcher God of War who takes pleasure in killing.

Not only was there no trial of blood and fire on the battlefield, there was not even a hint of fighting.

All it has is a sense of weirdness.

It is quite in line with the feeling of the 'Ms. Disaster'.

"Is it the other party?"

Qin Ran guessed, once again thinking of the heavily armed cavalry team before.

If it was really the Lady of Disaster, the fight here would be more intense than he imagined.

When one party makes a sudden move, the other party immediately responds.

"Has it reached the point where it's like fire and water?"

Kieran crossed his hands, propped his elbows on the table, and covered his mouth and nose.

He was thinking whether there was any work by a 'broker' in this.

Therefore, he issued new instructions to the upper-level evil spirits who had escaped underground: actively participate.

…

"Active participation?"

"I'm just an evil spirit, not a god!"

"Can my tolerant, great, vast, and powerful Boss allow me to have a normal life?"

The upper evil spirit hiding underground, escaping from that gaze, prayed.

Kieran's answer was very straightforward.

"cannot."

"Evil spirits are not humans and cannot have a human life."

Such straightforward words made the superior evil spirit want to cry loudly.

It's not a human being, but it should have human rights, right?

Not to mention twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week, all year round, not to mention no salary or bonus, let alone this, then it should at least get some respect, right?

You have to have the most basic respect, right?

It’s really bullying the evil spirits!

If I don’t do anything else, I won’t be an evil spirit!

"Work quickly."

Qin Ran's calm voice sounded in his mind again.

"OK."

"Serve you wholeheartedly, my Boss!"

The superior evil spirit bowed respectfully and immediately took action.

As for what you just said from your heart?

What are you talking about, are you just joking?

Of course, it's not all a joke.

At least, it is doing something now: working hard to complete the Boss's mission.

Feeling that the patrolling line of sight was about to disappear, the upper evil spirit suddenly showed its figure. At this moment, its face was pale, and it looked like it had been backlashed. On the body of the upper evil spirit, it protruded from the left to the right, as if There is something hidden in the body, and it is about to come out. Anyone who sees the appearance of the upper evil spirit at this moment will not doubt that the upper evil spirit is suffering from some huge changes.

But even so, the upper evil spirit was still running quickly.

As soon as he got out of the ground, he chased the carriage in the direction it left.

In this direction, the cavalry advancing at full speed was getting closer and closer.