The Throne Under the Starry Sky Chapter 31: The Shadow of the Empire (Part 1)
It's another day.
Jona limped out of the door and stretched out to face the sun. The guests in room a51 gathered outside the door to discuss something. Seeing the figure of the astrologer apprentice, Toba rubbed his hands and bent over and said: "Master astrologer, you are up, we are waiting for you."
"Um, Mr., what's the matter?" Jonah rubbed his eyes.
"In order to compensate for the wooden house damaged by the old man, we have to take a mission above the m level. When I was shopping for food last night, I ran into Mr. Yagi. Mr. Hachime said that an official m level mission would be released this morning. After the discussion, specify it to the Pitchfork Team." The room manager said anxiously, "I forgot to report to you last night. I tossed over and over and couldn't sleep. I got dark circles in the morning."
"Huh." Xibi looked at the director's unpromising appearance, and let out a breath from his small nostrils.
"Oh, M-level missions." Jona thought of the notes in the "Cherry Duo Survival Manual". M-levels are of medium difficulty, usually for intelligence, gathering, and survey tasks that need to leave Cherry Duo. Because outside the protection scope of Cherry Ferry, mission executors may be in danger of life, not to mention the wild beasts and Colombo people, a large number of powerless people lurking in the dark corners to spy on the wealth of the tenants.
Elliott wiped the blood sword rose emblem on the armor with a corner of the red cloak, and asked casually: "You must have not asked what the mission is, right, Mr. Room."
"Uh, I get nervous as soon as I talk to Mr. Hachime..." Toba's big face flushed slightly.
"Come on, let's talk to the eight eyes." Sibi stomped anxiously, rushed up to Toba's shoulder, and sat down comfortably.
"Go." The little woman in green patted the head of the head of the room, and pointed in the direction. Toba bowed to Jonah, put on his round hat, and threw away and rumbling away.
"It's not in that direction." Elliott sighed and said softly in a volume that just happened to be audible by the two smaller figures.
Xibi slapped Toba severely, and Mrs. Shi hurriedly changed the line and walked away.
The rose knight urged the unicorn and rode the beast forward with restrained small steps. Yekong followed behind with a confused look, and the overly long scabbard knocked his calf from time to time.
"Let's go. I'll tell you a little story about Cherry Crossing on the way." Long Ji smiled at Jona, and led the way first.
Jona was stunned for a moment, dragging his injured leg to catch up, and a little afraid to go hand in hand with the black-haired woman, gave in for a half step, followed at the back of Long Ji, and saw the oriental woman’s small, white jade-shaped ears. The black hair was concealed and looming, silver bells strung in the hairline, and the jingle bells sounded as they stepped.
"Do you know how many people are watching when we walk on the road like this?" Long Ji said without looking at him.
"I understand, we are only Class A tenants, and our rights and interests are not protected except for our lives." Jonah replied.
"So the partners in the team must have absolute trust in each other, just like we are walking on the road in a loose formation. In fact, everyone’s heart is clearly printed with each other’s position, and everyone looks after each other. Behind him, he handed the defenseless side to his partner. An unqualified squad member may wipe out the entire team. This kind of thing happens every day at Yingcheng Du." Long Ji turned her head and looked at Yoo with her painted eyes. Na's face.
For some reason, Jonah avoided that gaze, "Oh yes, of course, I will learn to be a qualified member of the team, I will learn quickly, really. Now, I need to stare at whom Back?" He said a little hastily.
Long Ji smiled silently, "It scared you. The Pitchfork Squad's strength is quite good. Recently, there have been fewer and fewer reckless ghosts attacking us.-Besides, who can you protect with your strength?"
"Isn't it going to be weak forever..." Jonah muttered wounded with self-esteem.
After constant practice, the "scorching ray" I learned yesterday has been able to successfully hit a target 20 yards away and burn down the entire weed. The effect should be better at night—at least the visual effect will be better.
Jonah is determined to turn directly to the last page of "The Basic Practical Application of Interstellar Lines on the 30th "Bear" in the First House and the Seventh House on the "Boat"" to learn the most powerful forbidden spell. But the teacher's words rang in his ears: "Boy, don't think of reaching the sky in one step. Astrology is not a myth, but a science. The legendary secret words, forbidden spells, and ancient magic books do not exist at all. Let's talk when the homework is done."
"Sigh." The astrologer apprentice sighed discouragely.
According to the law of knight novels, I shouldn't have been involved in the vortex of world change so early. How can the protagonists be so weak that they can be protected by women? Thinking of the tutor whose life or death was uncertain, I couldn't help but feel a bit bitter.
Long Ji glanced around, and some penetrating figures lurking in the stone houses, she continued the topic just now: "What I want to say is whether it is a powerful butcher or a weak poor worm (yes, I am weak. Poor, Jonah thought), trust is the cornerstone of the team. You came to room a51 in just a few days, can we trust and accept you? Can you trust and accept us again?"
"Of course!" Jonah was refreshed, without hesitation.
"Very good. So, what are you hiding?" Long Ji suddenly stopped and stared at Jonah's eyes with a pair of abyss-black pupils.
Jonah's steps stiffened, he couldn't look away, he felt the gravity of the earth reversed quietly, his soul was about to move deep in his body, Long Ji's gaze was like a whirlpool, and his mind was about to leave his body. .
"No, no..." The dim library of the Royal and Anglican Library reappeared in front of my eyes, the candlelight flickered, and the untitled book by Segles the Betrayer turned to the first page automatically, and the picture turned. The war burned down the library, and the heavy book was turned into three and a half pages of remnant paper. The helpless young man spread his wings and flew towards a huge mirror. In the mirror there was a face exactly like himself, but his expression was completely different. , The corner of the mouth of the person in the mirror grinned, and he smiled evilly, the sky and the earth turned over, the black changed to white, and the white changed to black.
With a clang, the mirror shattered and turned into fragments flying over the sky, each fragment containing the face of the person in the mirror.
Jonah returned to the real world, the cherry crossed the sun and the sun was warm, the water rushed beyond the holy river, and the sound of the mirror cracking turned out to be the small silver bell in Long Ji's hair ringing with the wind.
Jonah noticed a cold sweat and asked blankly: "What's the matter?"
"Nothing. Let's go." Long Ji rubbed her eyebrows with her hand, looked suspiciously about five times and three times, then turned and walked.
Jonah patted his forehead, not remembering what happened just now, only to follow in the footsteps of the woman.
The owner of Cherry Tou is the old man, his friend is Mr. Bamu, and Mr. Bamu is Dad’s eyes and arms. All official mission releases, team qualifications, timing and rewards are all issued by this important person. The character is completed alone, it can be said that Mr. Hachime is the official spokesperson of Sakura Tou;
There is also an important person named w, Mr. W is the night king of Cherry Du, and all the ugly activities happen in Mr. W's room. On the way, Long Ji gave a brief introduction to the newcomers.
The Cherry Ferry is not big. Within a bag of cigarettes, the tenants of a51 came to an unnumbered stone house. In front of the house, there are more than a dozen gentlemen and ladies with exquisite costumes and ruddy complexions. The complex and gorgeous Western Continent court costumes seem to be incompatible with the dark cherry crossing.
"Hey, there is a big gathering of V-class tenants! It's rare." Sibi, who arrived first, jumped off Toba's shoulder and shouted in a little surprise. A lady looked at the members of the pitchfork team. With a glance, he turned his face away, and covered his nose with a fragrant handkerchief.
"They are the privileged class, wealthy businessmen or nobles of Cherry Crossing. They gathered here for ferry tickets or other reasons and lived in expensive V-class rooms for a long time. By the way, the monthly rent is fifty gold coins. Or equivalent." Elliott explained in a low voice.
"Then our Class A guest room is..." Jona, who was born in the five major guilds, has no intuitive knowledge of currency units.
"Fifteen silver coins a month. They paid for me." The Rose Knight said awkwardly. It seems that the noble knights who cross the continent also have economic problems for the general public, Jona thought secretly, feeling a little more psychologically balanced.
Toba respectfully stood outside the small circle of V-rated tenants, opened his mouth, and said nothing. As soon as he saw the nobleman, the peasants of Bazelal regained their original status and were nervous to death.
At this time, the door of the house opened, and someone came out and stood in the middle of the crowd, and said loudly: "Dear guests, the visit is over, go back and rest. Before the old man’s house is rebuilt, the mission bulletin board is hanging behind me. You can post a task list on the wall at any time."
A big fat man in an inappropriate evening dress wiped his sweat and said, "How much information will Dad share with us?"
"The old rules, I only tell you what you should know. Let's leave, friends, I am going to receive my clients." Mr. Hachime made a "please" gesture, and the V-class guests buzzed and divided. Three or five small groups left.
"Brother Toba, members of the pitchfork, by the way, and the new magician, hello." Hachime turned to the crowd and greeted politely.
"It's an astrologer," Toba corrected in a low voice.
"Hello, you." Jonah said vaguely with his mouth widened in surprise. Mr. Hachime is actually a woman! She was still a tall, plump, red-haired young woman in a floral dress and floral headband, which made it difficult for a young apprentice astrologer to accept.
"Mr. Hachime is a woman? Why is the woman called Mr.?" he asked Elliott next to him quietly.
"Don't ask her this question personally." Ellie answered secretly.
"Since you came, the night at Cherry Crossing has become much brighter. This makes the lonely and helpless widow much safer when walking at night. Thank you." Mr. Hachime smiled and lifted the skirt as a symbol. He squatted, and Jonah hurriedly returned with a deep bow.
"Uh, Bamu...sir, I didn't expect..." He stammered and explained his gaffe.
"Unexpectedly, what?" The **** young woman glared at him with bright light blue eyes, "I am a widow so young?"
"Uh...no, I thought you..."
Elliott looked into the distance with grace, the unicorn raised his right front hoof and gently stepped on Jona’s feet, and twisted it twice. The pain prevented the newcomer of Cherry Crossing from speaking out of town in time. The biggest forbidden word: the gender issue of "Mr."
Yonah bent over with a cry, "Then, respected quest publisher, what do we need to do for you this time?" The Rose Knight smiled and changed the subject.
"Oh yes, come here." Mr. Hachime nodded and turned away.
"Huh~" Sibi wiped cold sweat, and Jonah rubbed his feet to wipe his neck.