Astral Apostle Chapter 56: Depression

The two ran overnight, and the night gradually faded.

When the outline of Baiyuan City appeared at the end of the line of sight, it was already the eve of dawn, and the sky was a dull dark blue, and the dawn was brewing.

Zhou Jing watched with full eyesight on the wilderness. The comprehensively strengthened physical fitness also improved his eyesight to a certain extent. Suddenly, like zooming, the scene of Baiyuan City was quickly enlarged and clear in his line of sight.

Before the door was opened, the gates at the city gate were still closed, and the braziers on both sides had burned out overnight, leaving only traces of smoke.

There are no villagers or caravans waiting to enter at the door. Several guards are next to the wall, their heads are bit by bit, they must be dozing.

Zhou Jing raised his eyes and looked at the crenels on the city wall. The torches were still burning, but there were no guards patrolling. And in the lookout port of the city wall tower, there are no guards standing guard at all times.

"The defense is so sparse. It's been more than half a year since the last time I earned my money to open the city gate. The defense of the town doesn't seem to have improved much."

Zhou Jing muttered to himself.

While he and Ross are currently dressed in sackcloth and can pretend to be farmers, he doesn't want to go to town in the open.

After more than half a year, maybe there are still people in the town who know his face, after all, the towns in this world are so big.

Now that he is in the dark, he doesn't want to easily reveal his whereabouts, and he can't directly earn the gate of the city with his identity as a hunter of alien beasts like last time.

Zhou Jing tore off the corner of his clothes and covered his face, and asked Ross to do the same. Then the two deviated from the road of the city gate and quickly touched the city wall from other directions. On the way, they always paid attention to whether there were patrolling guards and towers on the city wall. mouth.

Fortunately, this time is the most suitable time to sneak into the town. It is the dark time before dawn. With darkness covering the two, the fast-moving figures of the two are like ghosts and difficult to detect.

And Zhou Jing had chatted with the town guards before. Don't expect this group of people to have a very high professionalism at all times. After standing guard all night, some people have long been lazy, and it is impossible to keep their nerves tense.

The two of them successfully touched the base of the wall. Zhou Jing grabbed the gap in the city wall and pushed his knuckles into the hard wall brick. Before the 40-point physical fitness, the rough stone bricks and plastic Not much.

His knuckles inserted into the cracks of the wall, and with a slight rattling sound, he easily swam up the wall like a gecko, and quickly turned into the city wall aisle along the crenel, then immediately squatted down against the wall, his eyes quickly turning left and right , make sure that this aisle is temporarily uninspected.

Only then did Zhou Jing beckon Ross to climb up too. After the two met, there was no delay, and they immediately climbed over the wall and entered Baiyuan City.

It was still curfew, and the streets were almost empty except for guards patrolling. The two walked along the edge of the town for a while, hiding in the shadows of the houses, waiting patiently for the morning to come.

It is not difficult to sneak into the town. Ordinary guards will inevitably make mistakes when facing alien blood warriors. After all, the extraordinary physical fitness is here. As long as the guards are negligent and relaxed, they can sneak past with fast movements.

Taking advantage of the waiting time, Zhou Jing sat cross-legged behind the house, thinking about a plan of action.

The main goal of infiltrating the town this time is to kidnap Root and pry information out of his mouth. Before that, it is necessary to find out how long it has been since the last shuttle, how far the impact of the last time has fermented, and what has changed in Baiyuan City now.

Secondly, it is necessary to find out Root's current defense strength, whether there will be another mysterious person like the one-inch man blocking the road last time, and estimate the difficulty.

Now that he is in good health and does not need to fight for his life, Zhou Jing does not want to be surrounded, and prefers to sneak. It is best to kidnap Root silently to ensure that he has the reaction time to retreat.

"So think about the way back and prepare some things... I have to buy some equipment. Money is not a problem. Although shopping while covering my face will attract attention, just be careful..."

Zhou Jing calculated in his heart, time continued to pass, and finally the bell rang in the town, and the curfew ended.

After waiting for a while, the number of people on the street gradually increased, and the residents of the town started their day.

This time Zhou Jing brought Ross into the pedestrians. Except for covering his nose and mouth to occasionally attract the attention of passersby, he looked just like an ordinary farmer, very normal.

He is familiar with White Plains City, far away from the patrolling direction of the guards, goes shopping in the clothing store, and dresses up as a townsman, more inconspicuous than a farmer.

By the way, I also bought two felt hats, and even covered their ears, which made the two people's clothes covering their noses and mouths look like cold protection, not so eye-catching... After all, this is the Northland , the weather is cold, and it is normal to wear thicker clothes.

After buying things, Zhou Jing didn't leave immediately, but asked the owner of the clothing store to knock him around. He found out the date and confirmed that it had been more than half a year since his last death.

The current City Lord is still Root. He has not been dismissed by the Empire, but he has rarely appeared.

While chatting, the owner suddenly felt a little emotional:

"Since Jason attacked the lord half a year ago, Baiyuan City has become more and more depressed."

Zhou Jing came interested: "I came from another place, what happened later?"

There is no chat service in the clothing store, but Zhou Jing gives money easily, and there are no customers in the morning. The owner doesn't mind chatting with Zhou Jing for a few dollars.

"Ah, after that, the hunters said that the lord had some inside story behind him and wanted to silence Jason, but he was almost killed by Jason in the end. These rumors spread to the whole city. And the lord was always sick. bed, almost faceless.

About a month or two later, it seems that some imperial messenger came to investigate this matter, and finally announced to the whole city, saying that this incident was revenge by the lord's guards, the lord himself did not know it, it was a misunderstanding, and then transferred Head to appease the hunters in Baiyuan City..."

Hearing this, Zhou Jing sneered in his heart, but his face was calm.

"And then what?"

"The hunters seem to be very angry and do not accept this explanation. Many hunters left directly, resulting in insufficient hunters to deal with the threat of alien beasts in Baiyuan City, and the neighborhood is becoming more and more unsafe. Foreigners who have visited in recent months There are fewer and fewer traders, and traders don’t take this route anymore… On the contrary, there are more and more surrounding villagers fleeing into the city.”

"So after the hunters left, were there any beasts in many nearby villages?" Zhou Jing raised his eyebrows.

"There are two villages. Originally, if there were enough hunters, these beasts could be repelled in time. However, most of the hunters in the city now guard Baiyuan City and seldom go to support the village." The owner sighed.

“Which two villages are suffering?”

"Xueshi Village and Languo Village were bitten to death by alien beasts, and the survivors fled to the city... Because of what happened to them, and today's hunters almost only guard the city and do not go out, other villages also Feeling unsafe living in the wild, many people moved into towns voluntarily.”

Zhou Jing nodded.

"This situation has continued until now? Has there been any improvement?"

The owner shook his head and said helplessly: "How can there be any improvement? Although it has attracted a lot of wandering mercenaries, the new hunters have not come for a long time. I heard others say that Jason's attack on the lord spread to many towns, Root's reputation has been ruined, many people are reluctant to serve under a lord who kills hunters, as long as he is here, hunters will not come... If this goes on, Baiyuan City may end."

Zhou Jing clicked his tongue: "It's all like this, why don't you change a lord?"

The shop owner couldn't help being a little angry and complained: "Who knows what the empire thinks, it doesn't matter at all! Root is continuing to be the lord, but as the threats of alien beasts become more and more frequent, the people in the whole city are unlucky in the end. It's no longer safe here, people are panicking now, and I've heard that many residents of White Plains are planning to move to nearby towns."

"So..."

Zhou Jing has a general understanding of the current situation.

At first, he killed the lord by attacking him, and the hunters wounded him and fought for him, so they expanded the situation and wanted a result.

In the end, because of the death of Paulette, most of the hunters in Baiyuan City were angry and dissatisfied, and chose to leave. At the same time, this incident was spread to more towns. As a result, the entire Baiyuan City area had a huge security risk and became precarious, The water is so hot...

It can be said that it is the far-reaching influence of the source itself.

Only, in this case, regardless of the negative effects he brought to Baiyuan City, Root still clings to the lord's position.

Although its reputation was discredited and Baiyuan City was in depression, for Root, the hunter left and he was safe... Maybe in his opinion, he has already suffered a huge loss, and this matter is over. .

In the future, I can keep a low profile as a lord, and I can continue to live... My own interests are guaranteed, and the loss of the town and the safety of the villagers can only be left to fate and let them go.

As long as Root is in power for one day, White Plains City will go from bad to worse.

'Isn't this just occupying the ditch and not shitting...'

Zhou Jing pouted under the mask.

The Terra Empire is indeed Terra, and this does not remove the lord of Lute.

It seems that the bell has to be tied to the bell, or it's up to you to do it yourself.

Since the problem is caused by people, the person who solves the problem must have it.

If Root holds the lord and doesn't let it go, he will kill him directly. If someone else comes up, his reputation will never be worse than him. In this way, the decline of Baiyuan City can be slowly stopped, some hunters in the past may return, and new hunters will gradually appear...

Zhou Jing estimated that among the other hunters, there might be some people who wanted to assassinate Root, but they were persuaded... After all, not everyone does not have to worry too much like himself.

It just so happened that he had a plan to kidnap Root, and then he would just tear up the ticket... This is saving Baiyuan City!

After hearing the information he wanted, Zhou Jing said goodbye to the store owner, left the clothing store, and looked in the direction of the lord's longhouse, his eyes flashing.

"The next step is to tap."

……

Lord's Longhouse, the reception room.

The two are sitting opposite each other, chatting in low voices.

One of them is Root. Compared with half a year ago, he is much haggard, with dark circles under his eyes, and he is pin-shaped.

Across from him is a man in leather armor, with a dagger stuck at his waist, like a mercenary...actually a trusted messenger sent by Root's backer.

At this time, the messenger frowned and looked at Root and said solemnly:

"The impact of your affairs is too bad. The court has a lot of opinions on you, thinking that you caused the first alien hunter to attack the lord, which caused great damage to the relationship between the hunter and the lord! Last time the empire The messenger endorsed you, the investigation said it was a misunderstanding, to keep your position, the adults are under a lot of pressure..."

"I know."

Root's voice was weak and he coughed twice.

If something like this happened in Baiyuan City, the Empire will definitely send someone to investigate the cause. Fortunately, he has cleared the clues, and with the support of his backers, he finally covered up the truth.

Although this result led to the loss of the hunter's power in Baiyuan City, the position of the lord was retained.

"What your lord means is that you can consider replacing your lord position with a blood relative of your tribe. Even if you are still a lord now, the pressure in the court will not disappear, and your lord may not be able to withstand it all the time. Lord, White Plains City will only have a vicious circle..."

"I'm still thinking about it."

Root is perfunctory.

He also sees the situation of Baiyuan City. If he wants to revive this "business", he also knows that replacing himself is the best choice.

But in the end, he couldn't let go of his position as a lord, and he planned to hold on like this... If he was not a lord, his status in the tribe would not be what it is now, and he was reluctant to bear it.

Besides, as time goes by, the impact of this matter will gradually fade away. Root feels that as long as he survives the most stormy stage and becomes a low-key lord in the future, there will always be a chance to save it.

As long as the place is still there, you have time!

At this time, Root remembered something and asked:

"By the way, I wonder when my lord will arrange a new secret guard for me?"

In the past six months, he has recruited some alien-blooded guards, some of whom were transferred from the tribe.

But Root is still insecure, looking forward to having a secret bodyguard like a man with an inch head again.

He thought that after the death of the inch head man ~IndoMTL.com~ the forces behind this man would send a new person to take charge of him, but more than half a year has passed, and no one has contacted him at all.

Hearing this, the messenger said helplessly:

"Your Excellency can't do anything about it. The mysterious cooperative forces have all disappeared, and even the secret guards around Your Excellency have left. Now I can't contact those people at all. I don't know what's going on."

"That's... well."

Root looks disappointed.

In the past six months, he often had nightmares. He dreamed that Jason, who had no chin, was approaching him with a **** knife. Every time he woke up, he was in a cold sweat, so now he is so haggard.

But Jason is dead, the matter has passed, no other hunters will attack him, he should be safe, and so many guards are just for psychological comfort...

It shouldn't matter if there are no secret guards, right?

Root comforted himself in his heart.