Duke of Grief

　　The soldier withdrew the sword in his hand, and the blood of the monster also ran red on the ground, and then infiltrated into the soil.

The priests are numb, they are all imperial, and if there is no real way to go on the border, no one else will eat the meat of the monster, and there are many human towns on the border of the Northern Black Forest. Children need to learn how to distinguish monsters and other creatures from an early age, even the children of noble families.

　　 But here, it is completely different.

　　The civilians in the mourning wind-especially the town called "Watch Town"-have mostly eaten the meat of monsters. Because of the influence of the Black Forest, the beasts in the mourning wind have a great chance to mutate into monsters.

　　 Noble people don’t eat much, but civilians don’t eat too much.

The soldiers guarding them next to them look almost the same as ordinary humans, but these soldiers have some'bloodlines' they haven't heard of-these are bloodlines created by benign mutations, and are recognized by ordinary people The bloodline is slightly different.

　　However, such a bloodline is equally powerful, and just three soldiers can easily solve a powerful monster, even if they have not been injured a little.

The priests had heard from the adventurers before that the Duke of the Black Dragon led an army of five or six knights and more than 300 soldiers to repel an invasion of the bottomless abyss-they used to think it was nonsense, But now they can basically confirm that the adventurers are telling the truth.

　　 "Since you are so powerful, why don't you clean up your territory..."

　　 saw this scene, and a girl priest couldn't help but say: "But let these monsters and beasts flow through the territory, hurting the civilians? Do you have no compassion?"

　　 As soon as the words fell, she found that the soldiers were looking at her with a very weird look, as if they were looking at something strange,

　　'S eyes like this angered her even more. The girl priest clenched her fists and said angrily: "Am I wrong?"

The female Suman Knight sighed and couldn't help but say, "It's not the case, Miss Priest. We won't waste our power on such indifferent things, because with this level of monsters, the militia in the village will be able to It’s dealt with, we don’t need our shot at all.

She looked at the girl priest with a look that looked at the people in the city, and said with pity: "Miss priest, the sad wind collar is not an empire. The situation here is different from yours. The sad wind collar has collapsed several times. Take us out of the predicament, our place is different from yours—"

　　 "Please don't compare the mourning wind to your empire!"

　　 Suman Knight's discourse was extremely proud, and many priests were stupefied.

The not-so-beautiful female knight narrowed her narrow eyes, pride in her words, and disdain in her eyes, as if the thousand-year-old Ogden Empire was worthless in her eyes. General mention!

The girl priest blushed, but as a priesthood and a servant serving the God of Light, there must be no haze in her heart, so even if she felt ashamed, she could not refute the female knight, because this The knights are all telling the truth.

　　 This Suman knight, a knight with a sad wind, really has the qualification to look down on the Empire!

　　 Priestly people can't figure out why a little duke leader can have so many extraordinary knights, and why they eat monster meat. Do ordinary people know that eating monster meat will mutate and go away?

　　 In the eyes of the priests, these mourning people are too strange.

　　 walked for a short time, what appeared in the eyes of a group of people was an off-white ‘stone road’, and the priests could not help wondering when they saw this road.

　　 "Here, what is this?" A paladin stepped on his feet and found that although this stone is not very hard, it is not so easy to break.

　　Looking down this road, they saw the black line in the distance-the knight of the wind-stricken wind said, that is Wind City.

　　 "This is a cement road..."

Cervantes looked at the paladin with pity in the eyes of the countryman and sighed: "Almost half of the cities in the mainland of Mendes have begun to lay this kind of pavement. The production method is still passed from our sad wind. of."

　　 The Paladin froze at the Black Dragon for a few moments, then lowered his head with a red face.

　　 Obviously someone from Moro, but he didn't even know this kind of thing... So, did the church let them learn this?

　　 But what's the use of these?

　　What is the use of paving roads outside the city?

　　The clergy are not very understandable, but Bishop Pelonandi feels that he guessed one or two of them.

　　Roads are originally used to connect two places. Can a smooth road shorten the distance between two places? Does not!

　　 But a smooth road allowed Bishop Pelonandi to see the order of the wind and wind, which was also impossible in Moro.

　　 If only looking at the ‘road’, this tragic leader might be more developed than Lolandal. This spacious, straight and smooth road seems to be a symbol of their goal on this trip.

Pelonandi turned his head to look at the young people. Except for himself, the church sent out some humble young people this time. Compared with his old people, these young people are more likely to accept new ideas and new ideas. Knowledge.

Earlier he had heard that the mournful leader was more advanced than Lolandal in some aspects. At first, he did not care about it. He thought that the church sent them only to let them learn how to build a school. I have wondered why his team is full of young people. If it is to learn to build a school, is it better to send some more stable pastors or priests?

　　 But now he understands!

　　 I am afraid that these people will spend some time in this sad wind, because there are many things that need to be learned.

After seeing the cement road, you can basically confirm that it is not far away from Wind City. Although there is a saying "Wangshan Run dead horse", the city wall of Wind City is not a few hundred meters high, and the team's walking speed is not too slow. After more than three hours, the team finally reached Wind City.

When 　　 saw that the city wall finally appeared in front of his eyes, the clergy were slightly relieved.

　　 Bishop Pelonandi was very old, so Rodriguez gave his horse to the bishop.

　　 Bishop Pelonandi was not tired, but the young people in the study group were almost exhausted.

　　The young people living in Lolandal are nourished and treated as priests serving the **** of brilliance~www.NovelMTL.com~ Their status is very high. Where have you tried to travel a long way in the wilderness mountains for a few days?

　　The people with the sad wind lead have long been used to the environment here, but they can't, even the Paladin is tired enough.

　　 On the way, they also saw the caravan heading to Shouwang Town. They were very hopeful about the black dragon. They were as surprised as the merchants and adventurers who first came to the mournful leader.

　　Although they have become accustomed to this little black dragon, as a landlord and a duke, is he so kind to everyone?

　　 Isn't he a black dragon? !

　　 The perception of young people has been shocked. They can't imagine that a black dragon would be very popular with human beings-the fact that a black dragon can become a lord of a territory is magical enough.

　　 When they saw that all the city guards held their chests with their heads up and threw their chests in tribute to pay tribute, this surprise even reached its zenith.

After 　　 was surprised, someone noticed something.

　　The gate of Wind City in front of them is not a fence-type iron gate that can be put down, but a double-open door!

A careful observer noticed that there are still a row of wheels under the door panel. The thick wooden door is covered with a layer of iron, and a row of wheels is installed under the door panel, so that it can have sufficient protection. At the same time, it is easier to switch.

　　 This kind of design can only be said to be better than the city gates that require noose to lay down or pull up, but from this point, it is enough to make these young people open their eyes.

　　 This design idea is something they never thought of!

　　 "Is this the sad wind collar?" A priest stood in front of the city gate and looked up at the thick city gate.