Bringing the MC system to Middle-earth

"Me? Going to kill a group of guards?"

"It's crazy."

On the road heading north, Farodan galloped all the way on the horse that the three men had snatched from the messenger.

But no matter how much I ran, I couldn't see any messengers or imperial guards on this road.

This made Farodan sigh in relief.

At least you don't have to worry about how to deal with a team of guards.

He recalled the previous discussion.

"Okay, it's okay for the three of us to get together to deal with the accompanying guards, but it's really a bit reluctant for everyone to deal with a group of people."

"Let's do our best. Even if the army's orders cannot be intercepted, we can still get some information. This will at least let us know what the enemy is going to do, instead of being like a blind man without crutches who can only rely on luck. walk."

That's what those two people said.

Call——

The horses stopped not far from the city.

In order to prevent the messenger's horse from having any special markings that he did not recognize, Farodan released the horse on the spot before entering the city.

Then, as usual, he covered his face, put on a local robe he bought somewhere, and walked into the city openly.

Compared with ordinary residents in the city, this shape is still a bit conspicuous. Some people don't care, some people walk around after seeing it, and some people show contempt.

Revenant, tramp, beggar...

No matter what he was identified as, no one doubted that he was a foreigner.

This is already half the battle.

"A port city built on the inner sea of ​​Loen. It is said that every outsider will be troubled by the noisy market and winding alleys here."

"That's true."

In the alley, Falodan looked up at the sky.

It would be great if it could fly.

"The people in the east are miserable..."

As he was walking, some discussion coming from the roadside tavern made Farodan stand in place.

"I saw that the imperial guards from the royal capital went to the city lord."

Someone said while drinking a small drink: "They are just some rebels. The iron hoofs of our Jinhuang Cavalry will soon flatten that side!"

"The last kingdom that provoked us so much was called Rovanion, what about now?"

"There's no comparison at all. It's a kingdom over there, and the place built by these rebels can only be called a bandit camp..."

Drinking and discussing current affairs, whether in the West or the East, is a kind of entertainment that residents cannot avoid.

It can be seen that these people are regular customers of the tavern. Even the boss agreed with what they said, and the scene was quite lively for a while.

But as someone joined in, a discordant voice soon appeared here:

"I don't think so. I heard that there are many armies of those traitors!"

Falodan strode into the tavern and retorted as if he was well-informed.

"The army is nothing."

Snap!

Immediately, a Dongyi man wearing leather armor put down his wine glass and said:

"Who are we dispatching this time? The Imperial Guards. Each armor is inlaid with gold. The leader of them is the commander with the white horns of Alavu on his helmet. Revenant hunters like you, ten of them will go together. They are no match for one hand!"

"I don't believe it."

The 'Revenant Hunter' whose face could not be seen clearly was obviously irritated by these words. He said: "What do you know? I have some gossip. It is said that the rebels took away a large number of people, and there was also a very good man. A strong commander..."

"fart!"

Another person directly interrupted him and said: "I think you, an unseemly hunter, was brain-damaged by the bison's horns. We have powerful imperial troops and golden cavalry, and we are led by a double-horned commander." "If you lead it yourself, what's the point of a few people?" The hunter argued excitedly: "But I heard that they also have an evil wizard who is very scary. He can release lightning by raising his hand and knock down several people at once."

"puff."

These words quickly aroused laughter from several people.

"What a shabby wizard? This is such an unreliable rumor."

"Furthermore, even if this rumor is true, so what if they really have the help of an evil wizard? I heard that the royal capital has recently developed a new weapon called a 'fire bomb'. If one is thrown, several people can be burned." Fire."

"No matter how powerful the evil wizard is, there is only one, but we have hundreds of bombardiers. How can he compare with us?"

The hunter said feebly: "Okay, even if they can't be beaten as you said, then they won't run away and go to the stronghold to guard. Can the fire bombs also burn the wall?"

"I really have little knowledge and little knowledge."

Someone pointed at him and cursed: "You hunters with bows on your back, if you can't catch any prey outside, you will come back and spread rumors you heard somewhere to make yourself look good."

"They can't escape."

The hunter wanted to argue some more, but every word he said was rejected by the residents in the tavern who liked to discuss current affairs. They were all said in a logical manner, and the evidence was cited in quite detail. Even where a certain team went out of the city before, it might be He told me everything he was going to do.

In the end, the hunter had nothing to say, and the voices in the tavern were all directed at him.

"Okay, you're right."

He ran out quickly, obviously unable to stay any longer.

"Ha, he still knows how to repent!"

People in the pub clinked glasses.

In an alley, as soon as he left the tavern, Farodan quickly took out a pen and paper and wrote down what those people had just said.

There was no embarrassment on his face.

The first piece of intelligence he had obtained since arriving in the port city was obtained just like that.

Sometimes, if you ask for intelligence, others will probably not tell you, and they will have to suspect your purpose.

But if the information is said voluntarily by the other party when they are unaware, the credibility will be greatly improved.

"General, cavalry, troops leaving the south city entrance, fire bombs that can ignite people..."

Falodan wrote down these things and continued to walk to the center of the city.

The larger and richer the city, the more shadows it often hides.

Hundreds of years of life experience have proved to him that as long as a person is human and has emotions, he will definitely have weaknesses, and these weaknesses are common most of the time.

The gold coins looted earlier will come in handy...

"Don't let them look down on you."

For a wanderer, it is common to lurk in the deserted wilderness for a long time or mingle in the bustling crowd.

But this is also true for wizards.

"It's still too late."

A town in the east of Dongyi.

Alatar watched a carriage drive into the city wall, and after a moment, he walked in.

"An old tramp in a tattered robe."

The guard didn't pay much attention to this old man who still needed a cane to walk.

However, arrogance and laxity always bring destruction.