Son of the Olden Days

After groping in the dungeon, he quickly found the secret door to the southern main city of Odrensa.

The light and shadow disappeared, and in a blink of an eye, Thor was already standing on a street called ‘Stardust’ in Odlensa.

"What should I do now?" Sol asked.

"I'll go home first, and meet at the entrance of the Magic Academy tomorrow morning." Anne Baez patted the dust on her body.

"What should I do when you go home?" Saul turned his head.

"You are a man." Annie Baez threw a look that I did not care about you.

Saul felt very sad.

It must be because he pressed her on the wall of the dungeon just now, and now the knight shiitake is starting to take revenge on himself.

"Why... I'll go home with you? I can sleep on the floor closet." Saul suggested with a stern face.

It's a pity that she didn't even get a response this time, so Anne Baez turned around and left, leaving him with a slender figure with a golden ponytail.

Forget it, the country folks out of town are inevitably bullied, and Sol tries to comfort himself.

At this moment, it was only in the afternoon. In the morning, I took Anne Baez to stroll around the territory of the Freedom City, and then came directly.

It seemed that it had just rained on Odlensa's side, and some unspattered rainwater accumulated in the cracks of the masonry on the stone street.

Pedestrians in twos and threes walked across the street, not in a hurry, one of them was driving a stray dog ​​following. A faint scent wafted out of a bakery and filled the street, and the transparent goods counter attracted a few children who lingered around.

No matter when you look up, this city is so bright and huge, it is worthy of being the culmination of human prosperity on this continent. The imperial city of Byron Biansol, the capital of knights, has been there, but compared with Audrensa, it still feels a little impossibly imposing.

Today, visiting the old place again, Saul is still like a piece of rootless duckweed, with nowhere to follow and nowhere to go.

Obviously, I am not welcome here, whether it is the Dark Council or the ancient city itself.

Although the current purpose is to rescue them, there is nothing for the time being about the rescue plan, because the location of Lorna and the others is unknown, and the degree of danger is unknown. Although Anne Baez had inquired some scattered news in private, she knew only a little bit after all.

It seems that this trip must take some time, maybe a few days or even longer.

At this moment, Sol's concern is where he should go now to find a hotel? Waiting for dinner? That would be too extravagant.

This luxury refers to time, and Sol has always believed that the biggest cost in the world is time cost.

After some inquiries along the road, Sol came to the ‘Golden Malt’ tavern.

The expected lights are shining with the voices of people. People who are addicted to life, do nothing, and want to find a chance to take advantage of the barmaid in the tavern. All kinds of drunks, homeless people, mercenary idlers are entrenched here.

The few remaining money in these guys' hands was replaced with cheap and large drinks, and finally returned to the ground of a certain alley through the stomach, leaving nothing. Of course, this is a kind of life, isn't it? Who can say anything?

Sol did not participate in the excitement, but walked directly to the long bar counter with rounded corners.

"Hello, I want to find a'round iron piece.'" Sol said to the tavern owner who was bald behind the counter and wiped his glass.

Before coming, Rose told Saul that as long as he reported the name of the "Round Iron Piece" in the "Golden Malt" tavern, he could find the nails buried by the Freedom City here in Odrensa.

The tavern owner pursed his mouth and slightly raised his head and glanced at Sol, then beckoned to call a male tavern servant.

"Take the guests to find the iron piece." The tavern owner ordered, never looking up at Sol again.

Follow the servants through the dark and intertwined alleyways, even in the bustling Odrensa, such an area is indispensable.

Well, the word ‘round’ in the round iron piece may mean that the character is sleek. As for the iron piece...maybe it means that there is a sharp side to the character? On the road, Thor tried to forcefully find some shining points for this poor nickname.

Go deeper along the rows of low buildings until you reach the entrance of a certain household in this row of buildings.

"Here, honorable guest." The servant leading the way stopped.

"Thank you." Although he didn't feel that he was noble, Saul took out a silver coin and handed it to the servant, which was regarded as doing something in line with the status of a ‘guest’.

The servant bent over to thank him and left respectfully.

Turning his head to look at the faint light from the crack in the door, Saul stepped forward and knocked on the door panel.

The rhythm of one heavy and three light, so that the responder in the door knows that it is his own person standing outside the door.

The door opened, revealing a face that made Sol a little familiar, he probed the left and right and then hurriedly invited Sol in.

"Lord Lord, subordinate James." The guy who called himself James saluted respectfully, looking at Thor with scorching eyes.

Thor waved his hand, no longer entangled in the trivial things that he was no longer a lord, but James... he seemed to have seen it.

"When I first joined the intelligence work, you once rewarded me with a clock and a hundred silver coins. At that time, your teaching to me benefited me a lot, and later it was because of following in your footsteps that I gained precious love. ,Do you remember me?"

Seeing Sol's puzzled look, James didn't feel disappointed either, but explained with eager eyes.

With such a reminder, Saul thought of James himself and the gift of the clock.

But following in my footsteps makes you reap love? I still have this influence?

"Then I don't know whose heart you are lucky enough to get?" Saul asked with a smile.

"It's Salmia, the owner of the bookstore. You told me that knowledge changes destiny at the time, and then I often patronized that bookstore, and gradually I met with Salmia..." James scratched his head, this round iron piece It seems a bit shy.

"Congratulations, to a certain extent, knowledge has indeed changed your destiny, at least it has brought you love first." Saul smiled and nodded, talking about the bookstore and the mushroom named Salmiya, in his ring Still asleep, a borrowed book has not been returned.

At the end of the brief greeting, Saul talked about the purpose of the trip, and then received Odrensa's recent information from James.

Randomly turned over, some local noble rumors, the system reform of the dark council, the death and injury disputes among the civilians, and the successful completion of a certain mission of the Dark Cross all seem to be of no use.

Of course, this so-called uselessness refers to what Saul is doing right now.

This is not to deny James' work. In fact, James has done a good job, covering and interfering from the private sector to the aristocratic class to the management institutions. This is how intelligence work is, and it is difficult to say which one of them contains other potential value at a critical moment.

Although Sol has resigned from the position of lord, his successor Braun is still full of interest in the intelligence department left by Sol.

Braun believes this is necessary, at least to ensure that the City of Freedom will not be closed into a blind man who is ignorant of the outside world, although intelligence from various countries is often a bit remote for a small border territory.

The two families of Lumbit and Gerald, namely the two elders of the second seat and the third seat of the Dark Council, have not seen any movement recently. It may be because they have always been low-key, or they are brewing poisonous wine in the dark.

Thor didn't stay with James for too long, and since the road was blocked, he had to think of other ways.

"I will stay here in Odrensa for a period of time. Starting tomorrow, you will help me investigate the recent movements of the two women, and the two elders of the Dark Council, whether there is any obvious abnormality in the recent period. ."

Before leaving, Thor still gave James a task, although this may not make sense, after all, with James' second-tier strength, it is difficult to squeeze into the high-level circle. And even if he has relevant contacts, he may not be able to inquire about Mixin in the house of the second and third elders.

Sol left the names of Lorna and Chris to James, so let's try to look it up. In case someone says something after drinking, or those **** boys of the nobles usually show off and brag, who knows if something will come out.

Leaving some secluded alleyways, there is still some time before dinner.

Thor thought for a while, and came to the gate of the Izheim School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

In fact, Saul found it very interesting to study at the Magic Academy. Many students gather here, eat and live together, without being disturbed by the world. You can calm down to learn some knowledge, or you can quietly seduce a few ignorant girls.

Standing at the gate of the academy and looking at it for a moment, Thor pulled out his magic robe at the time, and the emblem of the magic academy was still shining on the collar of his clothes. Every time I see the glamorous purple of this robe, it always brings Saul an inexplicable sense of shame.

Putting his robe on him, Thor swaggered into the campus.

The guard at the door only stopped for a moment on the school badge on Saul's chest, then lowered his head to ignore it.

It seems that in one year, some things have changed, and some things are still the same.

According to the teaching system of the college, the afternoon should be free time. The leisurely students on the boulevard prove this point.

Sol relied on his memory to go straight to the magic laboratory in the back row of the school building. The reason why he got into the academy was not to cause trouble. He just wanted to find the guy Hod, to see if he had any new magic research results recently, and pass the time by the way.

It is a pity that the research in the Magic Lab is still going on, but it is a pity that the user is no longer Hod. Sol pretended to visit and wandered around, arousing the questioning of a guy in the room, as if he was afraid that Sol would steal his results.

Leaving the magic laboratory, Thor asked several students along the way.

It seems that Hodder’s research school is not well-known in the academy, until he asked the last person, that person barely remembered and told Thorhod that he had finished his studies, that is to say, he had graduated.

I didn't find the person I was looking for, and Sol didn't feel too disappointed, so I thought it was to experience college life again.

Standing on the floral-scented tree-lined path of the college, Sol felt that he could continue to pretend to be a student living on campus, first go to the college dining spot for a dinner, and then go to the male student schoolhouse to find an empty room for the night.

After happily making a decision, Saul turned around, but saw an acquaintance walking along the tree-lined path.

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