Chapter 353

This is a young man, he just glanced out of the window as he passed by, without stopping, the whole process took less than a second.

However, it was this second that was captured by Rennes.

Even though Ren was hundreds of meters away from the airship, the eyes of the soul could still see clearly, and even penetrated directly into the opponent's soul, instantly seeing through the details.

"Milton?"

Ren was suspicious. He didn't expect to meet a person who he thought had died a long time ago.

Milton is his teammate in Longshande Demon Slayer, the wizard of unknown origin. Later, it was Shadow Blade's followers of the evil god who blew up the dwarven underground fortress, causing the Silver Star District to sink that night. The demon squad also joined the battle. Milton has since disappeared and is considered to have been killed.

His lover Albena was overly sad, and his teammates also had a rift with Ren because of this, and finally quit the demon team directly.

Almost two years later, the appearance of the person on the airship was only 60 to 70% similar to Milton, and even acquaintances might not be able to recognize him.

But Ryan was 100% sure that he was Milton.

A person can change his external appearance, but he cannot change his inner soul characteristics.

When Milton was in Longshande, he declared that he was a second-level wizard of all souls, but he was actually a third-level wizard. Now he has been promoted to a fifth-level, which can be described as a leap forward.

A fifth-level wizard who is less than thirty years old is definitely a genius. How could he be willing to be a demon extermination team member?

Ryan had long suspected that there was something wrong with Milton, but there was no evidence.

"He appeared on the airship in Pallas Floating City, is it from Pallas?"

"Milton claimed to be a graduate of Blueworth College, but he traveled thousands of miles to Longshande, and then disappeared mysteriously. He stayed in Longshande for more than a year, and then left quietly. The timing happened to be with Pallas. The visiting wizards in the floating city are almost..."

Ren can almost believe that Milton is the wizard of Pallas.

The series of incidents that happened in Longshande the year before last had many doubts hidden behind them. The Duke of Redstone even pretended to be his own student to come in person and hang out in the Silver Star Academy. He must have an ulterior purpose.

He pricked up his ears, the Voice of Everything, and listened carefully to the sounds on the airship.

However, apart from the conversations of a few airship pilots, no words were heard from the wizards. Apparently, a sound-proof force field was installed in their rooms.

At this time, Emily noticed Ren's abnormality, looked at the airship, and asked in a low voice: "Ren, what's wrong?"

"When we see Haqi later, by the way, ask him about the situation of the airship. Don't seem too concerned," Ren said.

Emily nodded slightly, "Okay."

A group of people rode phantom horses to the fence outside the big tent, but were blocked by several centaur warriors. Emilys showed a token and said in centaur language, "I want to see Chief Nahazi."

The centaur warriors dare not neglect, this token represents the most honored guest of the tribe, and its status is no less than that of the high priest of the tribe.

He hurriedly said respectfully: "Please follow me."

Two people and two dragons got off their horses and entered a huge circular tent with an internal space of thousands of square meters. In the middle was a hall to pray to the God of Hunting. Dozens of independent rooms surrounded the hall as the residence of chiefs and priests. .

In a spacious and bright tent, the floor was covered with thick blankets, several open fires in the corners emitted heat, and the furs and heads of various prey were hung on all sides. The layout was simple but majestic.

Two high-ranking centaur warriors stood at the door.

Entering the tent, an extremely tall figure greeted him.

Ryan had never seen such a tall centaur. Standing up straight, it was two and a half meters from the head to the ground, taller than the Ultramarines.

The muscles of his naked upper body grow horizontally, and the power contained in it seems to explode, as if it was made of rock; the lower body of the horse is even stronger, with four hooves like a washbasin, and two arms thicker than an adult's thigh, although there is no With a weapon in hand, there is still a powerful aura rushing towards his face.

The appearance of this centaur is also very unique, with long cheeks, high forehead and broad nose, deep eye sockets, thick short beard on the chin and side face, and long black hair tied into a big braid at the back of the head, winding around the neck After a few laps, it has a rough and unique temperament.

His eyes were full of wildness, but also implied wisdom.

Ren's soul eyes saw that the centaur chieftain was extremely powerful, and he had already stepped into the middle legendary rank, equivalent to a thirteenth-level berserker. He has more than twenty elements, strength alone has eight levels, tenacity and agility are above seven levels, and the rest are melee elements. He is a very terrifying legendary warrior.

The centaur chief said in Orion language: "Your Highness, I didn't expect you to come to Cass in person and didn't go out to greet you, then Haqi was really rude."

While speaking, he bent his front hooves, bent his upper body and bowed his head to show respect.

Emily raised her hood to reveal a beautiful face, looked at the centaur chief in front of her, and said, "Nhazi, I came here suddenly. It's not your fault, so don't be polite."

She raised her hand and let the centaur touch her forehead on the back of her hand.

The size difference between the two was several times. Emilys stood in front of Nahaqi like a toddler, the tall one bowed respectfully to the short one, forming a strong contrast.

Then Haqi looked at Ren and the others, and said in surprise, "Did you not come, Mr. Astan?"

"He's staying at Hightoke," Emily replied.

"It's a pity, I still want to ask His Excellency Astan some questions about swordsmanship." Nahazi asked Emily to sit on the chair covered with luxurious fur, and glanced at Ren and Galaderos And Syndara, the eyelids twitched imperceptibly.

As a legendary mid-level fighter, his perception is not weak, and he faintly feels that the strength of these three people is at least legendary.

"Your Highness, who are these?" Nahaqi asked curiously.

Emily introduced: "He is Ren..."

Before she finished speaking, Nahaqi exclaimed, "Earl of Glamorgan!" His face showed a look of surprise and joy, "I have heard about the Earl's name for a long time, and I have heard about the Earl's deeds from my clansmen. , It was spread all over the grasslands, and I finally met your Excellency face to face!"

The centaur chief was very enthusiastic, as if he had seen an idol.

However, Ren saw that the other party's soul soul turned light red, the color was very light, and the hostility was not deep, which represented vigilance, at least not as enthusiastic as it appeared on the surface.

He nodded, and said in a low voice: "Then Chief Haqi is overrated. I happened to follow Emily to Cass to have a look when I was free. The chief won't mind?"

"Of course not, it's a great honor for the Zhuoken tribe." Nahaqi shook his head hastily.

Afterwards, Emilys also mentioned the names of the two giant dragons, only saying that they were followers, and did not introduce their origins.

Nahazi also expressed his welcome.

Ren watched the centaur chief's words and deeds, and thought to himself, it is really rare for such a scheming guy to appear among the grumpy and upright centaur, just like a very powerful human being. In addition to Emily's secret support, Hazi's ability is the key to the Droken tribe's ability to grow from a small settlement of a few hundred people to a Cass with more than 30,000 people in more than ten years.

Nahaqi clapped his hands, and immediately the centaur waitress entered the tent, delivering sumptuous food, fine wine, and fresh fruits and vegetables.

"The conditions on the grassland are poor, please forgive me, Your Highness and Your Excellency the Earl."

After some entertainment, Emily got down to business, "Hazi, about the dispatch of troops to Congatro, I asked Zhuo Ao to come back from Modu early and report to you. Valogen has also been in touch with you all the time. , he said you want to interview me, now you can say it.”

"Yes, Your Highness."

Nahaqi glanced at Ren. Obviously, he knew that Ren was the most critical person in this expedition to Congatro.

However, Ren sat beside Emily without saying a word. If they didn't know his identity, others would definitely think that he was just a follower.

Nahaqi said: "The Zhuoken Tribe is today thanks to His Highness's support, and now is the time to repay His Highness. As long as you say a word, the Zhuoken Tribe is willing to send five thousand of the most elite fighters across the sea to kill Kang Jia Tro, but there's a problem right now..."

The centaur chief looked embarrassed.

Emily raised her eyebrows. The previous words of loyalty were just foreshadowing, and the latter was the key point. It was necessary to talk about conditions, so she asked, "What's the problem?"

"Pallas Floating Void City will send people to collect taxes every year." Nahaqi said in a deep voice with a look of daring to say: "And their taxes are getting heavier and heavier. Last year, they only needed 100,000 gold shields or the equivalent." The goods suddenly rose to 200,000 gold shields this year, and our Zhuoken tribe only has more than 30,000 people, so we really can't afford it."

"Why did it suddenly increase so much?" Emily was a little puzzled.

Nahaqi shook his head, "I don't know, I've contacted several big tribes around, and their taxes have also increased dramatically."

Ren was also puzzled.

The wealth of Pallas floating city is well known in the empire.

After the Duke of Redstone was promoted to a holy soul wizard, he chose the city of Pasla, located in the center of the northern prairie of the empire, as his territory.

The area of ​​the northern grassland is equivalent to four to five provinces, accounting for one-sixth of the entire empire, but there is no clear border of the empire.

The Duke of Redstone coerced the entire grassland with his tyrannical strength and iron fist.

All races living on the grasslands, whether they are centaur tribes, orcs, or half-orc tribes, must pay taxes to the Duke of Redstone.

At the same time, there are a large number of mines buried underground around Pallas, such as gold mines, silver mines, copper mines, ash coal, mithril and fine gold, etc., which have contributed countless wealth.

The Duke of Redstone also monopolized the trade routes between the empire, the Knights of Britannia, and the orc tribes.

Just collecting tolls from caravans is a huge sum of money every year.

In just a few decades, the Duke of Redstone has built his own floating city, and his floating city is the largest and the newest among all the floating cities. If it weren't for the short construction time and lack of sufficient background, the Duke of Redstone would have already become the fourth largest in the empire.

Anyone with a little knowledge in the empire will not doubt that this day will come sooner or later.

Generally speaking, Pasilla Floating Void City will not squeeze too hard.

Now it is uncharacteristically, directly doubling the tax.

It's okay in the short term, but over time it will definitely cause the various races to rebound. This is tantamount to fishing out the water. Could it be that Pasilla Floating City is suddenly short of money?

Ryan has too little information to make a judgment.

"Your Highness, you came at the right time." Nahaqi said, "Your Highness must have seen the airship outside, which came from the floating city of Pasilla, and asked to hand in 200,000 gold shields. I am raising money. It will be ready in two days."

"But after paying this tax, the tribe is hollowed out."

"It's better in summer now. In autumn, the weather will turn cold, and the second half of the year will be difficult for the clansmen. If there is not enough support, it will be difficult for us to send people to fight with His Highness. The clan can't sit and eat, and the soldiers also need some motivation. .”

Nahaqi looked at Emily eagerly, and almost reached out to ask for money.