V5.Chapter 44

The warm autumn winds blow through the Ulrethe Mountains and along the Zanlagar Marshes over Lonely City.

This is a city with a sad history, and the name Lonely City seems to tell people what it has experienced. This is an ancient city that has existed for hundreds of years. It has not been as prosperous as White Horse City, but it has never been destroyed. This is the mission area of ​​the God of Learning. Their teachings believe that scholars should be accustomed to enduring loneliness, and endure this loneliness in order to pass on knowledge, and pass on all books and knowledge that are valuable to any race or civilization in the long years.

The city is far from war.

Not only because of the awe of knowledge, but also because there are many powerful scholars of neutral camps here.

knowledge is power.

Countless books are kept in the tower of Lonely City, not only poetry, literature, history, biography, etc., but also spells, alchemy, mysteries and many other knowledge. As long as these scholars can collect and preserve them, they will do their best. The possible transcriptions, repairs, and completions will eventually be stored in the towers of Lonely City one by one. No one knows how many books and documents are preserved here, only that their job has existed for hundreds of years, and these scholars can even receive the award of the God of Learning after handing in new books.

This used to be a favorite place for adventurers.

Because although the God of Learning is not powerful, he is a generous god, and it seems that for this god, he doesn't care about anything other than knowledge. Ancient documents from underground ruins can be sold for a high price here, and even the dilapidated inscriptions may be exchanged for a good profit.

This is the city with the highest literacy rate on the Material Plane.

The God of Learning once wanted to promote books of enlightenment, but because of the productivity of the entire plane, all plans failed in the end.

Lonely City is like a reclusive scholar.

There is no prosperous trade and no convenient transportation here. People have been living peaceful lives, like a hermit group busy with their mission.

but.

Some things have disturbed the calm of Lonely City recently.

With the flooding of the southern region, the lizardmen expanded their territory along the river, and it is said that the gods they serve have moved. During this time, many lizardmen tribes have united.

Lonely City also suffered a bit.

Flooded rivers flooded farmland and displaced civilians gathered outside the city. The emergence of refugees has provided an opportunity for some evildoers. In addition to the figure of the Fear Sect, there are faint traces of demon activity here.

The boundaries of the plane have become increasingly fragile.

It seems that the devils can always find a way to appear on the material plane, and the believers of the Lord of Radiance are now a bit exhausted.

"Is this the parish of the God of Learning?"

A young wizard came to the city gate. He looked at everything in front of him, his expression seemed a little disappointed, and he muttered: "I thought this would be another city of wizards, but I didn't expect... it's so ordinary!  … …”

I am used to the prosperity of the South Coast. He was a little disappointed with the city.

"The secret of learning is not to preserve, but to create and discover."

The middle-aged nun standing beside her smiled, and it could be seen that she had the aura of arcane magic. This was a high-level professional who was a part-time wizard and priest. She shook her head slightly and said, "There is always a lack of vitality here."

"Anna."

"What are you looking at? Come over here!"

A caravan passed by them. The driver carefully glanced at the emblem on the other side's chest, leaned slightly and walked past them cautiously to avoid colliding with these extraordinary people.

Some of them wear the emblem of [Silver Moon Church], and there are priests who serve [Silver Moon Lady].

"what!?"

A crisp girl's voice came. Then, I saw a little girl with a delicate face walking over a little at a loss, and murmured, "Nothing!...Nothing!...I just felt a little distracted just now."

The middle-aged nun smiled and stroked her long hair. Softly said: "Silly boy! Everything has passed."

"You are Ms. Yinyue's patron."

"Ms. Yinyue has been watching you silently, no one can hurt you!"

The girl seemed a little shy, nodded slightly and then stopped talking, just looked at the alley over there before leaving. She vaguely felt something.

Inside the alley.

A man with a gloomy face was watching here, his brows furrowed, and he murmured, "Discover the Son of Fear!"

"But the target is actually Ms. Silvermoon's followers."

"no."

"This matter must be reported to the priest first!..."

the other side.

A team is also heading towards Lonely City. The team leader is a middle-aged man with a cold face and murderous aura, who looks like an executioner.

He frowned and looked at the river not far away, and said in a low voice, "Miss."

"There's a lizardman scout behind us that's been with us for a long time, do you want to send someone to kill it!"

after awhile.

A clear childish voice came from the carriage in the center of the team, and said calmly: "Don't worry about it. These lizardmen are not worth our time."

The middle-aged man replied, "Yes."

The team quickly moved on. It can be seen that the team is well equipped, the guards are all good players, and there is even no shortage of high-level professionals with rich combat experience.

Lonely City has appeared in front of us.

suddenly.

A strange energy fluctuation came from the carriage, followed by a clear childish voice: "Stop."

"We're not going into town today."

"Instruct everyone to camp outside the city and be on guard."

The team moved quickly.

It can be seen that they cooperated tacitly, and the efficiency of executing orders was very high. The rogues sent out soon found a suitable location for camping and were not easily attacked by others.

"There's a Son of Fear here!"

Inside the carriage, an excited smile appeared on the corner of Vivian's mouth, who was wearing a delicate black princess dress, as if she was talking to herself: "Vivian! Let's kill him!"

A brief silence.

The little girl then said to herself, "Lillian. The struggle between the Son of Fear is over."

"I can feel that the other side is not hostile."

As if she was unhappy, the little girl pouted and said with some disinterest: "The Son of Fear has only enemies and no friends! If we don't kill him, maybe he will want to kill us?"

"never mind."

"It's better to finish the business first. This Son of Fear is very weak, and it shouldn't be possible to threaten us."

………………(To be continued.)