"Is the Fire-Eyed Warbler? I thought you were not here." The executioner was not surprised to see the scene in front of him. This was exactly what they wanted.

"Come!"

He shouted loudly, and soldiers holding crossbows appeared on the roofs around the square, with arrows flashing with magical light pressing on the tight crossbow strings. Although the Moruo family was not rich and noble, such enchanted arrows could still be taken out.

"Prepare, let it go!" According to Viscount Mo Ruo's previous instructions, the commander shot arrows without waiting for the other party to defend himself.

The rapid sound of breaking through the air sounded, and the black arrows left a flash of afterimages in the air, shooting directly into the few people on the platform.

Faced with such a scene, the people who were watching the fun ran around in panic, fearing that they would be affected. Fortunately, both sides didn't care about these civilians and let them leave.

In a hurry, the crimson sword light waved on the platform and cut down several arrows, but the other parts also shot into the body, bringing blood flowers of all sizes.

Seeing his subordinates being injured, the woman holding a crimson sword on the stage frowned, then her pupils condensed, and the sword in her hand made a sharp trembling sound, tearing the air with a thunderous momentum, swinging out several sword lights, and slashing at the soldiers in the distance.

She probably has the strength of War Sequence 5, so she can have the means of ranged attacks.

Several sword lights swept across the bricks and stones on the roof and tore them apart with a bang. Some tiles and soldiers fell down in screams, making a sensational sound.

Seeing this scene, the ordinary people around him hid faster and the field gradually became empty.

"Do you still dare to resist? Do you want to rebel?" the executioner questioned and roared.

"No, no, no, this adult can't frame us as a "fire-eyed warbler" so casually. In fact, we just received news of the death of our companion, so we came to rescue him." The mature woman was wearing white trousers and jacket, easily swept across the sparse crossbow arrows with her long sword, and Yu Yu answered the executioner's questions.

Then several more sword lights were slashed down, causing the remaining sporadic crossbowmen to fall down. Then she stopped and took the few people behind her to jump off the platform easily.

"I'll talk about the actual issues below." She easily pulled out the orange-red sword flowers in her hand, embellished the cold small town, and walked towards the executioner step by step.

The executioner, protected by the guards, looked at the woman silently until she was nearly ten meters away, and he stopped the other party.

"Stop, what do you want to say, just say it here."

"That's it." The woman of Fei Jian smiled, then stopped and stood there.

"I think I have shown my sincerity, so can Lord Viscount show your glory and condolences?"

After saying that, she looked back and gently swept around, as if looking for which building Viscount Moruo would walk out of.

"Sir, don't be here, just tell me what you have." The executioner waved and stopped the soldiers beside him for the time being.

"Really? If I were to be honest, would I reveal the secret of Lord Viscount?" She gently pressed her bright red lips with her empty fingers, leaned forward, and showed a sly smile.

"How could you know Lord Mo Ruo's secret?" The executioner was unmoved and still shook his head.

"But my lord told me that if your organization returns the stolen treasures, we can let you go and not continue to pursue them."

"Treasure? Sorry, I don't know what treasure. Maybe you can tell me what the treasure of Lord Mo Ruo looks like."

"You..." Hearing this unexpected answer, the executioner was speechless for a moment. This was something he didn't know before, and Viscount Mo Ruo did not explain how to deal with it.

The scene suddenly became quiet and froze there for a moment.

A little far from the square, on the second floor of a restaurant, Loran Hill and Lotti sat next to the windowsill, looking at the scene in the distance through the gaps in the curtains. Although they were hundreds of meters apart, because both of them were extraordinary people, they could see clearly what was going on.

"What are they?"

Lotti was a little curious. Today she was wearing a black coat, but a layer of sweater was added inside because the weather was getting colder and colder. This layer of sweater was knitted for her by Lotran Hill.

"It should be some secret treasure." Lorran Hill recalled a little news he had heard in the forest before. It seemed that the organization "Fire Eye Warbler" had been paying attention to Viscount Moruo for a long time.

"There are also folk legends in the local area that the Moruo family hid the property left by the past in the forest."

"Is this what..." Lotty listened to the explanation, as if she was thinking of something, her eyes drifted and immersed in memories.

Soon, a burst of rapid fighting sounds came, and a group of black-clad soldiers and the "Fire-Eyed Warbler" in the square began to exchange fire.

Not only were there sparks and sounds of sword collisions, but there were also some musket sounds. Since the end of the war, some technologies have also begun to spread from Rurn to the world.

To be honest, Lolan Hill did not want to get involved in the battle between the two sides. If it weren't for the previous lockdown, she might have left here and headed for the next stop. But now that the two sides are in war, it's good to use this to observe the level of both sides.

Based on the chats between her and the mercenaries these days, she also asked Miss Shalin for questions. She gradually understood the origin of the "Fire Eye Warbler".

Since the empire conquered this land hundreds of years ago, some of the officers and soldiers who have won meritorious deeds have been granted here, and have built their own castles in various places to rule the land under their name.

But because most of them came from the central part of the empire or other provinces, after coming to this remote and unfamiliar area at that time, they were afraid of being forgotten or losing their understanding of the situation in the central part of the empire, an organization quietly arose.

This is the 'fire-eyed warbler', who pass through the mountains and forests like nightingales, secretly conveying information from the imperial capital and other provinces to appease the anxious or uneasy new nobles in the local area.

Therefore, in the early days, the nobles attached great importance to the "Fire-Eye Warbler" and made a lot of investments or sponsorships to make it develop better. It can be said that at that time, the "Fire-Eye Warbler" was a semi-official organization in the southern border, and existed like the eyes and ears of the local nobles.

They used this to understand the situation in the imperial capital, and also used this to understand the big and small things that happened in the southern border, so that their rule would be more stable.

However, this close cooperative relationship gradually began to fade with the passage of time. The nobles settled for a long time, gradually became familiar with the land, established private troops and a solid ruling system, and had other channels to obtain various information, and no longer fully rely on this organization.

In addition, the Baska family, which gradually integrated the southern border, could not tolerate such a huge intelligence organization operating in the fiefdom. The Red Dragon Dukes of all generations began to fight and pull this organization, wanting to completely take it for themselves.

This process was about to succeed, because the gradually weakened "Fire-Eye Warbler" also needs a backer.

It’s a pity that the war changed too many things. The Baska family with black background and red dragon declined from prosperity, the situation in the southern border was reshuffled, and the legions directly belonging to the royal family began to settle in, and everything changed again.

Just as Lorran Hill was still recalling the information he had recently obtained, a roar came from the square.

"Does Lord Mo Ruo really want to force us into a dead end?"

In the field, more than a dozen "Fire-Eyed Warbler" extraordinary people had already fallen to the ground, and only a few of them stood, all with injuries. Around these people, in addition to the original guards and black soldiers, there were more than a dozen soldiers wearing bright red military uniforms.

Their gun-drawing action was particularly standard and calm. It can be guessed that these soldiers in War Sequence 3 all emerged as the elite of the empire.

One of the officers in red spread his sword straight and flat, watching the people falling down in front of him, drops of blood rolling down from the tip of the blade.

"But that's it." He glanced at the members of the "Fire-Eyed Warbler" contemptuously, then put the knife away and slowly inserted it back to his waist.

"Tie them up and take them down."

"Yes, sir." The soldiers behind him obeyed the order and then began to act.

At this moment, the only mature woman standing in the open space was the previous mature woman with the sword. However, her condition was not much better. There was a trace of blood left on her dazzling blonde hair, and her eyes were staring at the red-clothed officer who was getting closer and closer.

"You are not a Viscount, but a subordinate of the Regent." There are only a handful of officers in the southern border with Serial 6. How could this person come here?

"That's right, although Your Highness is not in the southern border, he is still very interested in organizations like yours. If you know each other, it's better to put down your weapons. This is a good thing for yourself and your companions around you." He put the scabbard in front of him and looked down at the other party with plenty of room.

"Tsk..." After hearing the answer, the woman spat, although she was dissatisfied, she did not refute for a while. She really needed to consider the lives of her companions around her and could not do anything randomly.

"That's really thankful to the Regent for your kindness, but I can't do it if I want me to surrender." As he said that, a loud eagle crow sounded again in the sky.

Then a swift black shadow pounced down from the sky, passed through the wet and cold air in the mountains and forests, and swept towards the square. This was an extraordinary black hawk known for its speed.

Seeing that the woman was about to escape with the help of the Black Hawk, the soldiers in red began to aim, their fingers gradually pressed on the trigger, and the alchemy magic crystal gun in their hands was gradually recharged.

"Stop." The officer pulled the knife out again, crossing it to the muzzle, and asked them to pause the shooting.

"Let her leave."

"Yes, sir." The soldiers immediately received the order and put away the magic crystal gun.

Accompanied by the long eagle roaring in the Wusha Mountains, the woman took off again with the help of the monster beneath her, but compared to her high spirits, she is now much more embarrassed.

"Let her go, I think we also need a messenger to send the message back so that we can negotiate with this organization faster." Looking at the dark shadows passing by in the sky, the officer turned around easily.

"Now, let's spend a few days in this small mountain village first." He ignored Viscount's subordinates and left with his people. By the way, the members of the "Fire-Eyed Warbler" were also tied away by his soldiers.

For these elite legions directly under the royal family, the little treasure and thoughts of Viscount are really unattractive.

They suppressed several rebellions of the great nobles in the southern border, and they had seen many of the seized property and secret treasures. To be honest, there were not many outstanding places.

Perhaps in the past, it was rare extraordinary weapons and armor, or rare extraordinary skills.

However, times have changed.

The extraordinary skills of the past are no longer applicable, and everything is pushed back. It is hard to say that the extraordinary weapons that are rare in the past are shot under the magic crystal gun.

It's just a few more rounds of shooting.

This is the current excess of the Southern Legion. After absorbing the advanced tactics and systems accumulated in the war, it began to in turn crush the old forces within the empire.

After the Baska family, who could have all this, fell, other nobles in the southern border could no longer balance the pressure from the central royal family. They either turned to the royal family, abandoned most of their power and bans, or launched a rebellion and became corpses run over under a chariot.

"it's over."

Listening to the scene that gradually became quiet outside the window, the originally quiet environment in the restaurant became lively again, and everyone began to talk about these elite soldiers from the capital of Longyi Province.

"It should be the direct legion of the royal family. Look at their armor and weapons, they are simply luxurious." Several poor adventurers were envious of them.

"Although His Highness the Regent is just a war, he is really good at making money."

"Haha, I just copied the Baska family and sacrificed the black-bottomed red dragon. What's there to be proud of?" As a local resident in the southern area, I am still closer to the Baska family.

"Now the southern border is like this, the royal family is really shameless."

"If they hadn't started a war and surrendered first, how could everything have become like this? Now the glory of the empire is a ragged rag in the mud, and no one would have been too lazy to see it."

"If I had the strength of Sequence 8, I would definitely enter the Rose Palace and cut off the fake king, just like his brother, haha." The drunk man said his thoughts with a flushed face.

"Shh." The companions around him were so scared that they hurriedly covered his mouth to prevent him from continuing to talk nonsense. Then they nodded to the people around them and quickly pulled him to check out and leave.

Listening to the words around, Lorran Hill did not speak, lowered his head and ate the food in front of him.

In fact, killing Edron, a familiar classmate, is not difficult for her. But what is even more difficult is how to end the chaos in the empire and establish a new order that everyone recognizes.

She has theories, but theories are theories after all. The empire is not Crancia, and everything cannot be copied from past experience.

That would be no different from historical mistakes.

Perhaps, she should ask the farmers and hunters in the mountains what they want, or see what else they need.

Compared with those nobles and soldiers who only account for a minority, these tired and thin clothes are the majority of the land.

It’s a pity that in the past, most of these were like trees on the mountain, and would not be valued or "seeed". They themselves also thought they were humble and accepted everything as always.

Whether it is the Baska family or the royal family rule, life is like this anyway. It will not bring about change, there is no hope, and naturally there will be no pain.

Life is like a cold mountain road, quiet and rugged. Although it is difficult to walk, they are also used to being bleeding and blisters caused by stones.

While time makes people grow, they also learn to be silent and bow down, because this is how they can survive.

And now, how should we act to make these wet and cold firewood burn again? How can we make them believe that this long and eternal winter will have a day to end. And the future will be better and more real than now.
Chapter completed!