Chapter 1165 1147. Sudden news
It was a young man wearing a felt hat and a leather vest, which was convenient and flexible.
It seemed that running or riding a horse made him gasp for air and his face turned red. As a result, the chestnut hair on his head became damp and stuck to his forehead.
The bartender of Yinlu Tavern stopped in front of him first.
Other people in the tavern also looked at it with surprise, then turned their heads and returned their eyes to their own tables.
"Look at how anxious you are."
The bartender with a white towel on his shoulders looked at the young man up and down and gave him a glass of water.
"Who are you looking for? Are you in a hurry?"
The bartender meant to keep his movements and movements quiet so as not to disturb other customers.
The high-end style of Yinlu Tavern is also an aspect of luxury.
But the young man just took the water glass and took a sip, then continued to raise his hand and asked loudly around.
"Excuse me, Duke Lane of Sintra, is he here? I asked all the way from the city hall to the Giancardi Bank, then to the workshop area, and finally arrived here."
Sitting in a booth at the corner of the hall on the first floor, the four people at the table looked at the messenger who was looking for someone to find the tavern.
It was Lan En who raised his hand to say hello.
“This way, sir.”
Everyone looked up, then quickly lowered their heads.
Only the young messenger breathed out a sigh of relief, returned the water glass in his hand to the bartender and walked towards this side.
He walked into the small high platform of the booth, first took off the felt hat on his head, and held his hands in front of his chest.
It can be seen that although he is young, he is already a skilled messenger.
People who see Lan En’s figure and appearance for the first time can’t help but be stunned.
The same was true for this messenger, but the task at hand still made him sober up quickly.
"This, this is news from Vizima, sir."
The messenger said a little stuttering.
At the same time, he took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Lan En on the other side of the table.
The young witcher reached out and took it. The bright red fire paint seal on it was intact, and the pattern of the fire paint was the white lily, the national emblem of Temeria.
Foltest?
"Vegimaha." Margarita smiled ambiguously, looked at Lan En and asked, "Is it Triss? She can't wait to find you?"
" No." Lan En replied with a slight frown and showed her the paint on the envelope.
The other people at the dinner table also raised their eyebrows, wondering what Foltest wanted to tell Lan.
"Thank you." Lan En took out an Oren coin from his pocket and placed it on the table, pushing it towards the messenger. "Thank you for traveling to so many places."
And the letter was put in his pocket.
But the messenger did not leave. Instead, he licked his lips and said to Lan En nervously.
"Well, you'd better take a look now, my lord."
His hands holding the felt hat rubbed each other nervously.
"This matter is a bit urgent, and I have a message here. I have to cooperate."
Even Lan En raised his eyebrows in surprise.
He took out the letter that was almost in his pocket, opened the seal, took out the letter and read it.
There were several pieces of paper stuffed into the envelope. Lan En quickly glanced at the first few pieces of paper. It was not until the last piece of paper that he narrowed his eyes slightly and took some time to read it carefully.
After reading, he folded the letter and looked up at the messenger standing by the table.
“Except for those formal greetings that are gorgeous and cumbersome in style but have no actual content. Is this true?”
"It's true, sir." The messenger lowered his voice but did not appear abrupt. It seemed that he often delivered news to important people.
"Every word is true."
"What are the specifics?" Lan En then asked, "I mean numbers."
He shouted at the messenger Li Yang held the folded letter in his hand: "There are only vague descriptions like 'a lot' and 'a lot' written on it. I want a specific quantity."
"This is what I want to bring you. It’s beyond the scope of a message, my lord.”
The messenger's eyes looked left and right on the table, asking Lan whether they wanted to talk alone.
If it is a royal secret message under normal circumstances, then the messenger has the right to directly reject the left and right people.
But obviously, Foltest should have told him to respect Lan En's decision when he sent him out to deliver the message.
Lan En didn’t speak, just waved his hand.
Berengar moved aside and made room for an empty seat on the table.
Then the messenger also knew what it meant.
He didn't show any pretense, pulled up a stool and sat down, continuing to whisper.
“It’s all gone.”
“What?” Lan En’s hand that was playing with the letter suddenly stopped and asked again, “What do you mean?” “That’s the literal meaning, sir. ." As he spoke, it was as if the messenger himself felt nervous and overwhelmed by the news he had brought. His throat rolled up and down, and he swallowed.
"That area is now dead silent."
"The several villages that originally made a living by fishing and hunting there, although they didn't know what happened, they all fled in other directions. They were so frightened that they couldn’t live any longer. They had never seen this before in their lifetime.”
The other three people at the table said: It sounded confusing, but it was precisely because of the fog, the courier's vaguely frightened expression at this time, and the content of his words.
It gives people a sense of horror that is vaguely chilling in their hearts.
It seemed that the warm tones and swaying candlelight in the Yinlu Tavern had become strange and gloomy.
“But Foltest should have sent someone to check, right?”
The firelight and shadows swayed on the side of Lan En’s face, and when the shadows covered his eyes, That cat eye will glow.
“Not only Foltest, that place is close to the Principality of Elland, so Duke Siward must also have sent people. Even Aedirn may have sent people to explore. Tell me, What's the result? "
Temeria is a kingdom, and under this kingdom there are dependent countries such as the Principality of Maribor and the Principality of Elland.
When Temeria fought a civil war to determine the succession, the ‘Dagger War’ was fought between the Duke of Elland and the Duke of Maribor.
Later, half of Maribo was crushed by the saliva demon summoned by [Arzu Double Cross].
But that was a story long ago and has nothing to do with now.
"No results, sir." The messenger pursed his lips and whispered, "Everyone sent before failed to come back alive."
"It is precisely because of this that your Majesty thought of He waited for a while in the Dark Water, but he didn't expect you to come directly to Goth Velen."
"That's why I was sent all the way here."
Lan En fiddled with the pile of letter paper in his hands and was silent for a moment.
“Understood.” He nodded and said, “That’s all, nothing else?”
“Yes, that’s all I know.”
"Thank you." Lan En raised the letter in his hand towards the messenger, "Your work is done, sir. Please go and have a rest. The consumption here will be charged to my account."
The messenger stood up, saluted Lan En, then put on his felt hat again and walked down from the booth.
After everyone left, Tissaya raised her delicate chin and said to the letter in Lan En's hand.
“What happened?”
Margarita and Berengar also looked at him curiously.
"A scene." Lan En looked at the letter in his hand with a tangled expression. He didn't seem to know how to describe it. In the end, he could only say uncertainly, "Abnormal?"
"Foltest said that something very unusual happened near Ireland a month ago."
"In the northeast of Ireland, I don't know when it started. , the sounds of birds and animals there became increasingly rare.”
“No one cared about it at first, even people who were fleeing from the desert started to appear in the villages there. But gradually.”< br>
“Nothing ran out from there anymore.”
“The sounds of the creatures also disappeared. This attracted the attention of the Duke of Elland, Siward.”< br>
"And when the impact of this area not only did not calm down over time, but began to expand, and it was about to threaten the Pontal Valley, the concern turned into panic."
The expressions of the three people were originally As Lan En's narration became more and more solemn, and when the location of 'Pontal Valley' was mentioned later, there was no longer any surprise or doubt.
Because this place is so important.
The four largest kingdoms in the north are actually divided very neatly by the terrain, almost like a crooked field grid.
The Mahakam Mountains in the south, where dwarves have lived for generations, are connected to the Kestrel Mountains in the north, cutting them vertically, and the Pontar River runs through them laterally.
Temeria is in the lower left corner of the field, Redania is in the upper left, Kaedwen is in the upper right, and Aedirn is in the lower right.
The Pontal Valley is where the Pontal River separates the Mahakam Mountains and the Kestri Mountains.
The Pontar River is the boundary river that separates the four northern countries, and the Pontar Valley is the key throat of this river.
There is a problem here, and all the inland water transportation in the four northern countries will be stuck and finished!
For this position, the four northern countries have been fighting for hundreds of years.
The Haji Fortress in the river valley has been robbed back and forth. The last time was more than forty years ago, when it was snatched away from the hands of the previous king of Temeria by the previous king of Aedirn.
It is still a castle belonging to Aedirn.
"What the hell is this?"
Margarita was dumbfounded and gestured with the size of the area described in Foltest's letter according to her own memory.
“There are no living things in such a big place?!”
With that said, the dean of Arethusa turned his attention to Berengar, the old demon hunter.
"Is there a monster that can do this? Or what kind of curse is so large?"
"With all due respect." The old demon hunter shook his head and stood up. Come. "I have never seen such a monster or curse. It is almost like some kind of large-scale magic that has gone out of control. But you must be more familiar with that than me, but I can know a little bit."
Beilian stood up. Gal looked at Lan En: "I see you can't take any time off. That piece of broken armor can't be hung on the display stand."
"I can't put your dragon scales on such a short one." In the time it takes, I can only repair your original set of master-level Bear School armor.”
(End of this chapter)