Scene 114 Delphine’s Messenger

"There is a place near Rosalin called Pirate Bay. It was originally a pirate lair on the Wagtail Strait. After we cleared it, it was transformed into a secret dock. There is a secret passage there connected to Rosalin. Left behind by the smugglers the pirates colluded with.”

Unlike Instasaurus, who is eccentric with his sword, Tagus is a steady and pragmatic person. Now that he has made a plan with his partner, he will not make trouble. He brought Brando and Huang Huo to his reception room, ordered his men to bring out a map of the Wagtail Strait and the vicinity of Rosalin, and simply told Bu the location of Madara's password dock nearby. Lando.

In the dim light, Brando could clearly see the location marked by the one-eyed dragon general on the rough map - in fact, the undead did not need lighting, and this dusty oil lamp found from nowhere was just It was just for the convenience of him and Huang Huo.

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"No secret passage is needed, I just need to know the location," he replied, "How many boats are there?"

"Three, all two-masted medium-sized sailing ships."

"Are there any sailors on board?"

"There are some, but they are all undead. We usually disguise ourselves as pirates when we go to sea."

"Perhaps it would be better for you to disguise yourself as a ghost ship."

"Good idea," the soul fire in Instalong's eyes lit up slightly, as if he didn't hear Brando's sarcastic tone, but then he shook his head in frustration and said in a somewhat dissatisfied tone: "It's a pity, Your Majesty Salva’s ghost army will not be lent to us, and those things are now under the unified management of that woman, Arvette.”

"The Banshee Queen?"

"It was her, the woman who betrayed the dark lords." He seemed not to want to talk more about this issue, shook his head and closed his mouth.

But Brando knew that the dark nobles to the west of the Sea of ​​​​Dead Moon had always believed that Arvette had turned to the mercury staff before the Supreme Lord of Madara showed dissatisfaction with the dark lord, showing that this woman Deep scheming and double-dealing.

In fact, the root of the problem lies in Arvette's betrayal of the dark lords of the south, which gave these undead lords a sense of crisis. Although they were the first to follow the mercury rod, they also stood on the opposite side of the Supreme One in the struggle between the supreme centralized power and the localities.

With such a stance, it is impossible for these dark nobles to show disapproval of the Banshee King, who plays the role of His Majesty's loyal dog, and the Instar Dragon, who has the same origin and position, is naturally not immune to this.

As a member of the vampire family who is closer to His Majesty the Emperor. Tagus appears to be much more rational. Of course, this may be related to his calm personality. He just said nothing to the complaints of his companions.

He just raised his head and glanced at the latter.

Huanghuo stood silently behind Brando, watching quietly, as if she wanted to remember every detail of Jiufeng's opponent in her heart to complete her understanding of this dark country.

"What are you going to do with this stronghold next? I have to find two people next." Brando looked around. Asked the two.

"No need to deal with it,

The undead do not need food. After we leave, no one will go out from here. This place will remain the same until His Majesty appoints a new person in charge to arrive here. Tagus glanced at the skeletons standing guard around him and replied.

Brando was noncommittal, but he still felt a little sighing about the natural advantages of the undead in some aspects. There is no morale, almost no need for food, and no need for excretion or rest except for the necromancers. In these aspects, humans are no match for the undead.

Fortunately, they also have disadvantages. First of all, it is difficult to sneak into the human world. Although they can establish secret strongholds in loosely protected places like Rosalin, that is also because humans turn a blind eye. Otherwise, the temple only needs to use the weapon to detect the undead. Or maybe life has swept away the undead hidden in the human world and there is nothing left to hide.

On the contrary, human beings are very common in Madara, first of all the merchants and travelers from Jiufeng and Lubik who crossed the Sea of ​​the Dead Moon, and then the necromancers and dark acolytes who lived here themselves. There are also various types of exiles, criminals and shady people exiled from various countries.

If Madara wanted to capture all the humans living in its land, it would have to cause chaos.

Secondly, the basic command units of the undead are based on the number of corpse witches, and the IQ of the corpse witches themselves is not satisfactory, so except for the black knight bodyguard established by Instar Dragon. The undead rarely use overly complicated tactics. Before the battle in Xianlin, players said that the undead of Warnde liked to use the Skeleton Sea to charge blindly. It was not an exaggeration. It was actually the dark lords' helpless choice, because their grassroots sergeants were not enough to support too complex tactics.

"Then come with me..." he replied.

…

Many scavengers will choose to buy or rent a house in the west of Rosalin City, because most people who make a living on this road know such a secret road leading outside Rosalin City - the one built in three years The secret passage was first built by a group of vicious pirates. It was mainly used for kidnapping, extortion and extortion - kidnapping the residents of the city, and then selling them to the undead lords in the south of Madara, and then extorting these people in the city. relatives.

But later these people got away with it. They kidnapped Lord Rosalin's son, the brother of the current Lord Rosalin, and threw the unfortunate guy into the sea. Then these pirates were wiped out by the Rosalin family fleet at sea. Most of them were captured and hanged. A few survivors went to the Swift Plains incognito. Since then, this secret passage has fallen into the hands of smugglers. In his hands, it continues to this day.

To this day, the real owner of this secret passage has actually been Lord Rosalin's army. After all, the army has always been the uncrowned king among smugglers. Several knight captains control this 'business', which has been passed down from generation to generation and has almost become an industry. And through it, it maintains a tacit understanding with the large and small forces in the city.

Therefore, for a long time, almost all the people walking on the black road or the vagabonds wandering on the sea (the nickname of pirates in Rosalin) have known this fact. Anyone among these people who need to stay in Rosalin, Most of them are very self-aware and understand that they are not very popular in the world of order, and their safety and life may not be guaranteed, so they need such a retreat.

Or in other words, it is actually ‘accepting protection’ in a certain sense.

Of course, the tacit understanding between these desperadoes and the Lord's army must naturally avoid the wise eyes and ears of the Rosalin family.

For such a situation, Naxin is naturally not immune. However, he was generally regarded as a "respectable person" with status among the scavengers, so he sold an entire building at No. 52 West Street as the nominal headquarters of his caravan.

During the busiest time of business on the Black Road, this building was quite famous in the circle. The customers who came here included merchants who entrusted him to transport goods - and many of them were merchants with official status on the Wagtail Strait, as well as Their butler and even the necromancer who came to him specifically to 'order'.

However, ever since Madala's skeleton was completely destroyed in the Bone Wilderness, the business here - or the entire scavenger ecosystem - has gradually withered.

Many people changed careers and became pirates, and some people stopped and left this dirty slum, never to come back. Or become a mercenary, but that is usually a choice made by penniless poor people. In the Wagtail Strait, mercenaries on merchant ships are generally no more than cannon fodder.

When Na Xin raised his head and looked at the rusty sign hanging in front of the building, his heart was filled with memories of the past. There was a triangular logo on the iron sign, which he and his earliest partners decided on. The company's trademark. It's a pity that the like-minded guy was a short-lived ghost. He contracted lung disease early and was buried in an unknown grave outside Rosalin with a shovel of soil. God knows no one would sweep his grave after that.

He sighed, took out the key from his pocket and opened the door. He had promised to return to Jiufeng together, but now that he had made a lot of money, the hope of returning to his hometown was still slim.

The difference from the original plan was so big. The family fortune earned by running on the black road for half a lifetime did not seem to be of any help to that goal. On the contrary, he accidentally inadvertently traveled between Tomro and Rosalin for the last time. The young man he rescued gave him hope of returning to his hometown.

I don’t know what that guy would think if he knew his situation.

He opened the door, and there was no one in the dark hall. It seemed that his men hadn't come back yet, and he didn't know if they had gotten the information the adult wanted. His mind was full of distracting thoughts, but suddenly he heard thumping footsteps, and a person came down the stairs on the second floor.

"Sebas?" He looked up and saw a dark-skinned boy wearing a gray apron coming down the stairs.

When the latter saw him, his eyes were full of surprise, and he shouted happily: "Uncle Xin? It scared me to death. I thought you were going to the dark road again and I wouldn't meet you again."

"I just came back from the dark road," Naxin replied, frowning at the other party. This young man was the only descendant of his poor partner. He didn't want the other party to follow his own old path, so he spent a lot of money. Qian sent him early to become the apprentice of the lord's blacksmith, "Why did you come out? Who asked you to leave the castle? Did you sneak out?"

"Of course not, I don't have the guts, Uncle Nasin." Sebas quickly explained: "I was entrusted by a lady to help her with something in the city."

"Then what are you doing here?"

…(To be continued)…