067, scary people will scare people to death

Due to the battle on the first day, everyone was injured and sick, so they had to stay in the dark city of Sotowa to rest.

Although Yin is not stupid enough to splash on her head when using water lines, the rain has been piled up in the sky for a long time, and it is in the middle of winter. In addition, except for the blackcurrant that hits the bones of the body, almost everyone has cold symptoms such as coughing and runny nose to varying degrees.

Magic can only treat trauma, and you still have to rely on pills to catch a cold. Fortunately, Yin had foresight and prepared all kinds of common pills and distributed them in place. The group of people sat by the fireplace in the hotel lobby in a daze.

Mr. Blair refused to take the medicine. He only took out some tobacco and chewed it. While eating, he said, "The dehumidification mias still works. When I was young, when I had a cold and fever, I ate tobacco leaves and slept well."

Su Ti was stuck in tears by the pill. She poured a few mouthfuls of water, patted her chest and coughed: "Can I eat tobacco, too? The pills are so big..."

"It's better not to eat like this at your age," Yin patted her back sympathetically. "Is it still uncomfortable? I'll cook some honey milk for you?" He got up and went to the kitchen.

"Oh, by the way, last time I agreed that I would be a referee to introduce you to join the research association. We happen to have an event next month, and all the members will have a party at the king of Beria. How about it? Can you come?" Mr. Blair drank the tobacco leaves and warm water and asked leisurely.

Yin was stunned and lowered her head to calculate the time. If everything goes well after returning to Wangdu, it will only take three or five days to retrieve my mother's remains. She should be able to catch up with it when she goes to Beria, so she nodded: "There should be no problem. I have to go back to Jinqi City first. If there is no accident, I can catch up."

Mr. Blair was stuffing tobacco leaves into his pipe. Hearing this, he looked up in surprise: "Are you going to King's Capital?"

"...What's the problem?" Yin didn't know what he was surprised about.

Mr. Blair frowned and lit his pipe: "On the day you went skiing, I received the news from the sparrow of the wind. The king is now in chaos. Her Majesty is critically ill, Prince Alex's whereabouts are unknown, and the Gallo family supports Prince Ferrov's accession to the throne, which makes a lot of trouble with the Temple of Faith... What's wrong with you? You look so ugly."

The Garo family abandoned the orthodox prince and supported Prince Ferrov? This is simply a bolt of news. Outsiders may not know it, but the Galo family has been standing at the peak of the largest swordsman family in the Principality for more than a hundred years. In addition to the hard work of the family members themselves, it is largely inexcluded from the support of the royal family. For the past three generations, the head family of the Galo family has supported the first succession. Chengren, a closer partner with the Temple of Faith, turned against him for a prince this time?

"There are difficulties in every family." Sorandall was absent-mindedly washing a pair of poker.

Yin Liushen sat back on the sofa and turned his head again after a long time: "Prince Ferrov is greedy and lustful, and he has no political opinions. Why did Grandpa do this?"

Mr. Blair opened his eyes wide: "Grandpa? Are you from the Galo family?

Only then did Yin find that she had spilled the beans, but she couldn't take it back, so she had to say with a dry smile, "Oh, but... I've been, um, expelled from the house."

Mr. Blair still looked at her suspiciously: "The Galo family, both men and women, follow the path of swordsmen. How can you be an arcane?"

"So I was expelled from the house? It was too rebellious back then," Yin put aside this question and secretly took a look at Hemerlin. She found that he was also lowering his head and thinking about something strangely. "Where did you get your message? Is it reliable?"

Mr. Blair shook out a letter and handed it over: "There are also members of our association in the Temple of Faith. He wrote to inform me. Read it yourself."

Yin took it with a little flattling, thinking that she always lied to others, but they trusted her so much that they even read private letters. It would be better to find an opportunity to apologize seriously in the future. Thinking about it, I unfolded the letter and looked at it seriously.

There are only a few lines on the letter, and I saw the recent situation of Wangdu. The main purpose is to ask for leave not to attend Beria's party this year. After reading the content of the letter, Yin glanced at the inscription in the lower left corner and found that the name of the person who wrote the letter was Isaiah - Idalos appeared in disguise when he was in the residence of the owner of Marcopoli. Richester also called him Isaiah. Is this a coincidence... Or are the two Isaiahs the same person at all?

After eating the loss of not reading the question carefully last time, Yin was much more cautious this time. She carefully folded the letter and returned it back. At the same time, she sincerely asked, "Are you familiar with this person named Isaiah?" Is his words credible? Of course, I won't ask this person directly whether it's true or not, otherwise it will make Mr. Blair suspicious.

Mr. Blair took a sip of smoke, squinted and put away the letter: "You said Isaiah? I have known him for some years. I also recommended him to join the club at the beginning. He is even younger than you, and he is also an excellent orator.

A magician! As soon as the word came out, almost everyone immediately thought of the two arcane attacks they had suffered not long ago, one in Cameron's castle, and the other was the avalanche that made them escape from Haigway in a hurry. The black currant quietly crushed the hazelnuts and fed them to Xiao Yemei and the little turkey. It was not until Yin looked over uneasily that he said lazily, "What are you afraid of? You are better than him."

Solandal immediately coaxed, "Yes, yes, even you can't compare, let alone me."

Yin had a black line, and his nervousness was all lost by them, so he had to cough and continue to ask, "Have you seen him? What does he look like? I used to go to the temple, and maybe I know him too.

"I've seen it, but..." Mr. Blair frowned. "Every time Isaiah attends a public place, he wears a mask with diamonds and feathers. According to himself, one of his eyes was blinded due to the improper use of early arcane arts, and there was a serious burn on his face, so you have to ask him what he looks like. I It's really hard to answer. If he is telling the truth, he should also wear a mask when you see him.

Sure enough, it's the same person. Yin was slightly relieved, but she couldn't tell whether she was relieved or more worried. Isaiah 100% was the disguise of Idalos, but why did he hide his true identity? What do you want to achieve? Thinking of what he did along the way, Yin really felt that she had mistakenly looked at him in the past. In order to kill herself, she actually killed so many innocent girls on the road from Marcopoli in Crescent Town...

No, if he wanted to kill himself that time, he would not kill him at all. He has known him for six years and has met him countless times. There is no reason why he can't recognize who is the target.

Is there another truth about the vampire incident?

While thinking about it, the closed door of the hotel was pushed open. The people sitting around the fireplace couldn't help but look at it. More than a dozen people rushed in and quickly squeezed the small front hall of the hotel.

The two groups of people stared at each other, and they were so surprised that they couldn't speak.

Although no one knows anyone, this is the Sotowa Fortress, which has been abandoned for 30 years and is known as a ghost city. Why are there people outside their own team? The degree of surprise is no less than the reunion of old friends who have been separated for most of their lives.

"Excuse me..." Yin saw that the opposite eye seemed to be a ghost, so she had to say hello first. "Do you also happen to pass by here?"

Except for two girls in the opposite team, the rest of the team are young men wearing all kinds of weapons. One of the mad warriors with a bull's head and a huge axe stood in the front. Hearing Yin's question, he rudely turned to the host: "Who will pass by such a ghost place! Who are you? Say, if you don't tell me, I'll kill you all!"

...Ahahahaha.

Yin tried to control the corners of her twitching mouth. Although her members looked old, weak, sick, and lazy, anyone could send them back to God's arms. How could they be threatened at this time?

Several other people also seemed to find it very funny. No one was angry and they were watching the play.

After thinking about it, Yin still decided to repay his grievances with virtue: "Oh, we have no injustice and no revenge. Don't shout to kill when you come up. We are all people on the trip. Let's make concessions to each other."

"Stop talking nonsense! Who the hell are you? If you don't say it, I'm not polite!" The male madman's waist was round and thick, and two people were tied up so strong. His eyes and the ceiling rustled. Yin didn't dare to get close to him again, for fear that he would cut himself into two pieces with an axe, and he couldn't stick back.

While drawing the sword, he was calm at the same time. The disparity in strength could be reflected from his attitude. He shrugged his shoulders and decided not to turn around and sit back in his original position.

"Guests from afar, please put down your weapons in your hands, take off your fatigue, and enjoy the once-in-a-lifetime feast in this ruins that even God has forgotten!" Sorandal stood up at this time, saluted gracefully to the other side, and then took out the lyre and began to play.

Yin and others have long been used to his convulsive behavior regardless of the occasion and completely ignore it. The newcomers can't do it. They look at his self-intoxicated performance one by one, and can still see the illusion of rose petals flying in a trance.

Although Solandal is narcisistic, he does have the capital of narcissism. He claims to be a musician. He plays the lyre and the piano. The group opposite unconsciously relaxed their vigilance and stood still and listened to his performance.

"I've heard this song on the night of the grassland," just as Solandaldese bowed and saluted, a gentle middle-aged male voice came from the opposite side. Then after a while, the speaker separated the crowd and came out. "It is said that Mr. Bolt saw the endless grassland on the wall of the Sotowa Fortress. I wrote this song because of the inspiration.

It was a warm-looking and honest man. He was medium-sized and had a beard. Although he was wearing an adventurer's coarse cloth, he still couldn't hide a certain temperament on his body. Looking at his face, he had a subtle sense of intimacy.

A girl opposite squeezed to him and whispered to her father, trying to drag him back. She looked at this side with a strong sense of vigilance. But the man did not go back, but gave a gentlemanly salute to this side and said, "We have encountered a little trouble on the road and have been avoiding the pursuit of our enemies, so please forgive me for hitting you just now."

It's good to say this early. Yin curled her lips, enlarged her words to threaten people, and finally was collectively invited back to heaven. That's not even the face of the next life.

The mad warrior just now refused to give up. He has been staring at this side with the enemy's eyes and said, "These people may be in ambush here. The fortress is blocked. If we can think of going here, they will definitely think of me to kill them all!"

"No way!" The middle-aged man stopped him harshly, "If you don't take other people's lives seriously for your own safety, then what's the difference between us and them?" Seeing that he had to argue again, he directly ordered, "Don't say anything, let's go."

The middle-aged man seemed to be the soul of the team. He gave the order, and the others stopped retorting and retreated in turn.

Yin felt uneasy and couldn't help saying, "Please wait a moment!"

The mad warrior immediately turned around with a bull-headed axe and stared: "What else!"

Yin was amused by his fierce appearance, pointed to the direction of the empire, and said, "You have to go out of the grassland before dark, otherwise there may be evil to attack you."

"Scorpion?" The girl just now seemed to be a little surprised, "It's been abandoned here for so many years. How can there be a demon?"

The mad warrior replied rudely, "It must be that girl is alarmist. Let's go!" So what? I cut them in half with an axe!"

The good heart was regarded as a donkey's liver and lungs. Yin didn't want to waste her lips and tongue anymore. She said, "Believe it or not." She remembered that she was going to cook honey milk for Suti just now, so she went straight to the kitchen.