The two horses entered the Ice Peak Fortress almost at the speed of charge, and the horse's hooves stepped on the wooden board at the suspension bridge gate. The sound was like continuous thunder, deafening. The black shadow rushed in, and before slowing down, two people flew out of the saddle.
One of them fell to the ground with a rumbling sound, rolled twice like a wine barrel, stood up with dust, then tilted his body and rushed forward for three or four steps before he stopped. He was a thick man with bust, waist, hips and hips larger than his height. If he took off his huge ox horn helmet and hid in the spherical ammunition depot of the giant catapult, no one could find it. After he regained the balance, he quickly helped the helmet and gave everyone a smile full of dentures: "I, Mom Bingxia, are back!"
Feiqi just glanced at him, and focused on the other person. The other knight also dismounted, turned around in the air for a whole circle, and then stabbed it to the ground with a pair of long and straight legs. This was a female monster hunter with a small curly golden explosive hairstyle. She wore a single black eye mask to cover the huge and deep scars on her eyes, but she was still beautiful and charming, and she was definitely a heroic thorny rose. It was no joke to say that she was "thorny". She used a three-finger-wide belt to fix many flying knives and darts, just like Rambo carrying a machine gun ammunition belt. She circled two rounds of waist, shoulders to the opposite ribs, and a total of three ammunition chains, nearly forty rounds of ammunition, each of which could kill someone.
Of course, this is not the flying axe that was fixed on each side of her thighs, and the dagger hidden in her boots - Fitch certainly didn't take off her shoes to check, but he knew there must be something there.
The woman pulled the ammunition bag on her shoulders, took out a slender thing from behind, and threw it towards Gresham with a whoosh. Feichi was shocked and immediately prepared to kill the marquis and paladins here to silence the marquis and paladins, destroy the corpses and traces, and seek opportunities to conquer the soul. Fortunately, it was not a flying knife, but just a slender scroll with paint and ribbons on it.
The scroll drew an arc and poked the table beside the inspector, and stopped. "Bastard! I'm so exhausted. Why did the inspection this year suddenly get ahead of the inspection? If you guys have any objections to us, fight me with Ice Blade first. I will ask you to pick longer and thicker weapons at will, and then fold them one by one!" This woman was imposing, not like a monster hunter, but like a bandit, and she had to be at the top. "I haven't confirmed the score yet, right? That's a certificate of merit. Hurry up and take a look and hold it, and then give me two levels!"
"Sisina said...yes, yes!" Mom Bingxia blew his beard and stared hard for a long time before he put it in a sentence: "I have nothing to add."
"Welcome back. You both know the others. This is Feiqi Snowman Bingfeng. This is your first time meeting." Kelly acted as an introduction, and he was rarely not fierce or angry. "Sisina Blade and Mom Bingxia, the only two monster hunters you have never met. Now there are all people in the Bingfeng Fortress."
Feiqi quickly raised his hand and said hello so that the flying knife could recognize me. Mom hugged his arms and smiled honestly, while Ssina still raised her lips slightly: "Snowman? Well, you call me Sister Asi in the future, you can call him Mofu idiot. I heard that you are a playboy, but you don't look like him, at least you are quite energetic."
"First... rating first, then... chat." Mom Bingxia always spoke intermittently, but everyone could understand his meaning. Although he was thick, Mom's fingers were thin and long, and I don't know how it was trained. He used his slender fingers to pull the corner of Ssina's clothes and said in a very serious tone: "I don't... ask you to help you get the nickname."
"You just forgot." Scina looked up at the sky with her eyes obliquely, avoiding Momm's questions, and then said to Gresham: "Talk about serious business, the scroll of merit, written by Marquis Garcia himself."
"Marquis of Trident?" Gresham checked the sealing paint and quickly opened the scroll. The light golden paper was covered with silver powder, which formed vigorous and powerful handwriting, and in a tone full of praise, told the feat of monster hunters fighting bravely with petrified basilisks and saving the town. The Marquis admired Ssina and Momm very much, and appreciated that he would visit the Sunset Mountain Church specifically to express his gratitude and be willing to pay for the repair of the facilities. He was very generous, and generous enough to be considered a special contribution.
Gresham frowned: "The above said that the respected Marquis will come to the Sunset Mountains in half a year, that is, the money will be paid when you get it."
"In other words, you have to see gold before you can calculate a special contribution to us?" Ssina blew her hair hanging down her cheeks and said in a playful tone: "Okay, I have no objection."
"Of course it won't be like that! The church is not a mercenary thug. The special thanks from the Marquis is the most important thing. It requires the assistance and support of the noble elites to spread the teachings of the goddess, which is already a special contribution."
“Can the score be improved one level?”
"Yes...yes." Gresham wanted to say "yes", but in the end he changed it to "yes". "Ice Peak Fortress, the rating last year was excellent. That's it..."
"Already excellent?" Ssina was reaching out to her waist and pulling something. When she heard that Excellent, she took her hand back. Feiqi found that as long as her hands approached the ammunition bag, everyone was very nervous, including the guys in the Ice Peak Fortress - but the nervousness was lower than that of the Paladins in the Ankle Fortress. Feiqi couldn't help but think: Could she be a violent maniac who likes to throw flying knives into people?
"If there is no objection, the judge will end here." Inspector Gresham asked for advice with his eyes, but everyone did not say anything, so he packed up his things, and didn't even leave for another supper. He left that afternoon with a headache.
"I had prepared a banquet for two days." Ramsden said in a particularly regretful voice as everyone watched the Paladins leave: "It's all fresh things, it would be a pity if I didn't eat them and waste them."
"You're just talking nonsense!" Kailie kicked his ass: "Clean the warehouse tomorrow, don't wipe the armor shiny, don't think about coming out!"
Ramsden jumped three feet high and ran towards the kitchen happily. Purifying armor in the warehouse means no need to run, practice martial arts, and no heavy physical energy consumption. Isn’t it mean that you can have a big meal today? No, it should be a meal when cooking, a formal banquet, everyone is asleep, and they leave alone to wash the dishes and clean up again. How wonderful life is!
Old Man Kipling came over with a cane, reached out to pat Mom's belly, then raised his hand and touched Ssina's face, and said in a kind voice: "Thank you for your hard work. Have you completed the demon hunting parade? Why do you remember to come back early?"
"Actually, we didn't go the entire journey, we just arrived at the Kasin Valley. According to the plan, we will go to Yu Town and Huishan City after the beginning of spring, but someone came to us." Sisina said while cutting her hair, picking out a thin branch from it, and flipping her wrist on the human-shaped target for practice. "I've pricked me all the way. Oh! Baron Bensom Arnold brought two scrolls of merit and a letter, so that we can return to the Ice Peak Fortress as soon as possible."
"Bentham Arnold? This man..." Feiqi felt familiar when he heard the name. He searched through his memory and found that he was a confidant of his father, Earl Hall. "Where is the letter, what is it said?"
"After showing us the letter, it burned in person. Yes, it was your father's letter." Scina looked at Feich and said, "Earl Hall said that we don't need to leave the demon hunting route behind us, and someone will do it for you. The two scrolls of merit are used for inspection ratings and must be sent back as soon as possible, and it is necessary to ensure that the score must be at least good. And he also said that at least the scroll of Marquis of Garcia, the other Marquis of Scanting, will be discussed depending on the situation."
Tron took a breath: "Two meritorious scrolls? Then even if we fail the score, we can still become good? What are the promises in the scroll?"
"I don't know, they are all covered with paint, and I can't see it, unless you remove this." Ssina took out the scroll of Marquis Scanting, but hesitated to give it to Kipling or Feich. In the end, the old man Kipling took it over and stuffed it into Feich's hand without looking.
Feiqi thought about it and resisted the urge to take apart and take a look: "This is also a scroll of merit. If we dismantle it, we can only satisfy our curiosity. It is better to keep it first. Who knows whether it will be useful in the future? Compared to what it promises to the church, I care more about the use of this score. Why does the count attach so much importance to it?"
"I don't know. In previous years, I had higher ratings, so I would give more wine and potions. I can choose the route of the Demon Hunting Parade first, and there is nothing else." Sisina spread her hands: "Even if she can choose, we will not change it, after all, we are more familiar with each other now."
Old man Kipling intuition that this score should be related to the model leader, but his deceased bishop friend insisted on preventing the model leader, so he did not elaborate on the matter of establishing the model leader. All he can do now is guessing, so it is better to save some brains and wait and see. Anyway, "excellent" is better than "good", so it's enough to know this.
Tron suddenly reacted, stared at the big eyes and said, "Wait, that is to say, you have never met the Marquis of Garcia and Marquis of Scanting, and then you have obtained two certificates of merit? Oh my god! Earl Hall's energy is too great!"
"My brother Andrew is engaged to the daughter of Marquis Garcia. The woman is... Carol Garcia, I remembered." Feichi scratched his head: "I don't know what happened to Marquis Scanting. I can't even remember his full name."
"Don't worry if you can't remember, you will always figure it out anyway." Old Man Kipling waved his hand and said with a smile: "You two have to clean up well. There are no outsiders tonight, just three people who are here and Collingwood Town to help. You can relax and welcome you back. Who is on duty? Feich, I remember it's you. You can eat at night, but you can't drink, and you still have to wait."
"Oh, it's me, I know." Feich remembered that it was Ramsden tonight, but since Lord Snow Owl said that, he agreed.
He also took time to think about the matter here and see if he could find some clues from his memory.
The successive arrangements of "father" Earl Hall made his "Ice Peak Fortress exile" become foggy.
On the other hand, on the way down the mountain, sitting in a carriage that was significantly reduced in weight and became more bumpy, the Marquis of Bougemana was biting his handkerchief and locking his brows, also planning the new situations that happened today. "Exile? Far, all arranged! With him, with him, and perhaps with him... But who else, who is still there? Damn it, why is it Feich? Didn't Hall always want his eldest son Andrew to inherit the Templar and give the title and land of the Royal Earl? So it seems to be the other way around? Why did he toss like this, and even let that bastard Feich have a bad reputation as a bastard? Is there any deep meaning in this?"
Chapter completed!