Chapter 356 Human City

Urgent reports from human scouts disturbed Mirkavala, which had not yet been completely rebuilt. A dwarf from the Norsca Mountains brought bad news.

Outside the city gates of Mirkavala, Calado the "Rough Bear" staggered to the ground. He swore that he would never leave the ground again. No dwarf had ever ridden a horse. His personal experience proved that this was a wise approach. .

Granny's hammer! If it hadn't been for the help of the Ugor man, he would have fallen into a snow pit halfway.

The dwarf looked at the dilapidated human city with curiosity. If the dwarf city is a magnificent classical capital, then the human town is a village that is so simple that it is unspeakable.

The rubble and rubble had been cleared away, but the new, modest houses betrayed the fact that this place had been destroyed.

Based on the architectural knowledge Calado has learned and the current architectural layout of mankind, even in the heyday of this city, in the eyes of the dwarves, it was at most a larger village.

It looks like a fortress divided by countless low walls. All humans live behind the walls. Circles of walls divide it into countless rings. At the end of the dwarves' sight, a towering dome pierces the He walked up to the low-rise house and looked down at the whole city out of place.

Above the wonder that can be called a palace, a suspended pyramid floats quietly there, giving Calado a strange contrast between backwardness and advancement.

This world is really strange.

Humans may not have seen dwarves for a long time, and Calado thought he would be surrounded by onlookers, but there was no curiosity or suspicion in the faces that came and went, only the familiarity that he was used to seeing.

Kalado forgot the name of the Ugor people around him. It didn't matter. Anyway, he only needed to follow the humans to meet the local lords, and then throw the bad news to them.

Kalado unhurriedly took off the suitcase from the pack horse, and picked up the troll's stomach bag with a full set of plate armor with one hand. Under the close attention of the human soldiers on the city wall, he and Ugor, who led the way, The people entered the city smoothly.

The pedestrians coming and going were hurried and lively, and there were no numb people like Calado imagined. He thought that living people with normal thoughts were rare in the backward system of mankind, but what he saw were people who were busy running for life. live for yourself.

Hunters shouted and showed off the bloody animal skins that had just been skinned, and butchers placed the cut-up pieces of meat on tables on both sides of the street for tourists to choose from.

Carriages from various places brought tree trunks and dry branches still covered with snow. Carpenters and craftsmen were busy bargaining around the wood. From time to time, boys and girls exchanged money or physical objects for branches and charcoal that could be used as fuel.

Currency flows rapidly between people's palms, and soldiers coming and going ensure that it circulates in compliance with the law.

Occasionally, one or two unlucky pickpockets were caught, and Calado watched with interest as they were escorted by soldiers to an unknown location.

"Where will they go? How do your laws punish criminals?"

The dwarf moved forward stubbornly in the crowd with his stable lower body, speaking loudly as if he was afraid that the Ugor rider would not hear him.

"Who knows? Maybe it was the mine in Tchaikov, maybe it was the lumberyard in Sanov, but I'm sure everyone got a few whips, and they were just a few painful ones.

Valery Boye was too kind, and the rules he set did not warn those who wanted to cause trouble. When Leviticus Boye was still there, thieves would have their hands broken. "

"Sounds like your previous lord was a stern man."

"Before the war, every boy was very strict. After the war, the law became much looser. Who knows what the boys thought? I would say that criminals should die for their crimes. At the very least, they should Be disabled."

Calado smiled and responded without expressing his own opinion. He just wanted to know what to pay attention to in the human territory. It seems that there is nothing to pay attention to now.

Kislev is not a highly centralized monarchy as Kalado imagined.

The words of the Ugor people reveal the weakness of royal power - small lords can even promulgate laws on their own.

There were an unusually large number of pedestrians in this city, and it was not until noon that Calado crossed the fifth wall dividing the city and reached the center of the city.

If a war breaks out, this city is full of potential fortresses, and any street can be turned into a line of defense.

Of course, the premise is that the enemy is a normal human being, and some weird creatures will not attack the city in a human way.

Calado's eyes wandered among the houses and people on both sides. This city seemed to be the core area of ​​mankind. He originally thought that mankind would establish an administrative place in that palace.

There were obviously a lot more soldiers in the inner city, and there were very few civilians coming and going.

From time to time, young humans wearing coats made of beast skins would pass by with groups of soldiers. The Ugor man who led the way no longer had the relaxation and casualness he had in the outer city. He looked extremely nervous.

From time to time, he stopped to say hello to the young people who had not yet faded away from their youthful feelings - these little guys turned out to be Boyer.

So why would a group of boyars gather in one city instead of spreading their rule across the country?

Wasn't the Tsar worried about changes in the land? It seems that all the border territories of Kislev have come together, and at least ten Boyers have joined this alliance.

Kalado had no time to think too much, because he saw something unexpected.

A bearded dwarf.

The old dwarf walked shoulder to shoulder with a frail human, who seemed to be a magician or a liar prophet.

Eugen hunched over with difficulty to accommodate the dwarf's height.

Sorian not-so-secretly put his head against Eugen's ear and spoke out the secret information he had discovered in a voice that could be called a roar, turning the "secret communication" that deceived people into torturing human eardrums.

"The ruins are no longer safe. In the name of Grimnir, I saw a sneaky black figure on the upper level of the pyramid yesterday."

Maybe dwarves exchange secrets like this. Eugen could only think this way. He heard the depression in the dwarf's words, but no matter how suppressed his voice was, it could shake the dust off the wall.

He is a flexible person. Only fools would fight against dwarves. They are all elm-headed.

Eugen's keen second sight allowed him to instantly catch a strange peek. He subconsciously looked along his intuition, and happened to catch the Norse dwarf's peripheral vision before he could dodge it.

Eugen patted the dwarf on the back, interrupting the secret information that the long-bearded dwarf was about to unfold, and made Thorion also notice the young dwarf.