The third son of Duke Swipa, Yere Swipa, whose territory "Yelberg" is a not-so-large lord castle. Its main castle is built on a hill with a very high terrain. The walls circle the surrounding flat areas. Most of the buildings are built on hills, and the flat ground is used for soldiers' training and farmers' farming. The Beiling River passes through the city from its specially opened waterway to solve the water needs of residents.

The sky was dawn, the stars were gradually fading away, and the sun was rising, and the sky was turning into the distance. Cyril walked out of the cabin and looked in the direction he came. The shadow of the Simatal Mountains could no longer be seen in the unretreated night.

The waterway is indeed much faster than the landway, at least in this season when the Beiling River is abundant. At this time, they finally left the beast tide far behind.

He sat on the side of the boat and recalled the big events of the early years of the game for a while - the Beast Tide activity, followed by a small event of "The Duke of Swipa", which was the first time that the player participated in the "camp".

After passing the Swipa area, there is a vast area and complex terrain. After passing the Derek Province, there is another escort province, which is the location of the royal capital "Solconan".

Without the "main city teleportation" in the game, it is really inconvenient to move between cities. Of course, those important cities often have space teleportation arrays, but it consumes a lot of money to open the teleportation array, and it is costly and laborious to maintain. In reality, it is not a case of urgent need for 100,000 yuan, so it is almost impossible to open it.

Cyril recalled the 1440 years that were twenty-six years ago when the game was played, and the actual time was more than ten years ago. He was sure that there would be no more troubles along the way, so he felt relieved to stand up.

After hesitating for a moment, he drew out his sword and swung twice at the river surface. These two were the stabbing of the spear used. Two fat big fish were penetrated on the blade, and they were still shaking their tails to jump around. The silver scales reflected a wonderful color in the cool sunlight.

He walked into the cabin with fish. Caroline, who was still sleepy just now, suddenly became energetic and rushed up cheerfully.

The boat they were on was just around the hill and turned a corner. It was still far away. Cyril saw the main fort towering above the hill. The towering spire looked like it could look down on the entire hilly area. Although it was not as magnificent as those majestic cities, it was much stronger than "Kate Town".

"It's here, we're here!"

They were on a cargo ship for cargo transport in Kate Town. There were bursts of cheers coming from the ship in front of them. The women and children were obviously frightened before, worried and might not even fall asleep all night. Until now, they saw Yeelberg, they were completely relieved.

Cyril did not intend to stay in Yeelbordo. The entire Swipa area was a mess. In the second half of 1440, the capital would even send people directly to suppress it. The degree of chaos can be imagined.

"Prepare to enter the city, sell the bird feathers if it is convenient and take up space."

Cyril simply explained, but there was no hope.

There are many materials that can be produced by rotten vultures. Their hard feathers, beaks and steel claws are all forged materials. Cyril abandoned most of the feathers, and half a carriage was piled up for the rest.

It would be a bit fantastic to think of selling these things in Yeelburg. Yeelburg does not have a blacksmith who can forge this level of material. More importantly, Yeel Swipa is a complete idiot, arrogant and arrogant. In order to prevent his dear brothers from disturbing his territory, the commerce of his territory was very underdeveloped and almost closed.

But reality is often the opposite of expectations. When Cyril was thinking about getting off the ship and running away soon, the entire fleet of four cargo ships suddenly stopped.

"what happens?"

Seeing that the militia driving the ship even broke down, Cyril stopped the ship and asked quickly.

"Who knows, probably Yell, who was kicked by the donkey and got some new tricks to come up with the head, so that he won't let people go to the city casually, it's common."

Although the soldier respected Cyril very much, his tone when he mentioned Yaer became bad. "Before I became a militia, I was just a cargo transporter. I had to go back and forth ten times a month, and I had to get stuck in about thirty times a year, which was annoying."

"And the people in Yeelberg look down on the people in the surrounding towns and treat us as thieves every time! If I have the chance, I really don't want to be the leader of Yeel, who would like to be?"

Cyril understood it. It seemed that Kate Town made such a decision that made people feel hemorrhage, and there was something so unpleasant about Yellberg. But he didn't want to hear the militia complain, so he called Evans and Alina and prepared to go ahead to see the situation.

"No one can lose thirty copper terries per person. Now is a special period. Do you understand? If you don't have money, go back, the country bumpkin!"

As soon as they jumped onto the stern of the first ship, they heard a scattered voice roaring loudly in a messy voice. The militia's argument was completely unconfident:

"What a special period, you are nonsense. In the past, you didn't have any money to enter the city. Now you have to collect thirty copper terries. Why don't you grab them?!"

Evans looked as usual, and Cyril was a little surprised, but when he glanced at Elina on the side, he found that the little girl had taken out the hilt of the sword, and his other hand was tightened, and her little face became tense again - this was her expression of being ready to take action against the enemy.

"Hey, this is an order from Lord Yeel himself. Could it be that you, Kate Town, want to betray Lord Yeel?"

The soldier was holding an axe and gun in his hand, wearing a silver-bright armor, pointed at the militia's nose with a full sense of pride and scolded: "If you want to enter the city, pay as soon as possible, get back as soon as possible if you don't have money!"

But the militia who was scolded by him didn't even dare to touch the sword, and clenched his hands into fists in a frustration. He was a young man wearing rough leather armor. His eyes were red at this moment, his lips were trembling, but he couldn't say a word.

But the next second, one hand was placed on his shoulder-

The militia turned around in a hurry, and the movement was too large and even made him feel good about his neck. However, when he saw three figures standing behind him, his tears could not be held back and bowed vigorously and said with excitement:

"grown ups!"

"Get out and let them prepare things to enter the city."

Cyril said, taking a step forward. The soldier was stunned when he saw the boy walking forward, and then laughed out loud:

"Where did the kid come from? Isn't the hair growing? Why? I saw that the gun in my uncle is beautiful and I want to touch it? Yes, I still have a gun, which is also very-"

His voice suddenly stopped-

He didn't even see the boy's hand raising his hand clearly. A sword was already held by the boy's hand, and the sword edge stopped beside his face. There was only a chilling feeling on his left cheek, and some warm liquid slid down.

The tip of the axe and gun in his hand flew high at some point, and after drawing a beautiful arc in the air, it fell into the water with a thud.

There was a dead silence.
Chapter completed!