Edge of the Apocalypse

Chapter 340: Masking Cloth

A series of gunshots rang out in the bar. The dense, torrential sound of gunshots stifled the people with high intelligence.

They had never heard such a gunshot before. Berserk, blazing.

Under Matto's nod, a Blazing Battle Soldier with a spear swept across the ground and retreated. Old Roark's bar floor was torn open. Looking at the uneven edges, many people's backs turned cold and they looked at the fiery rifle in the soldier's hand a few more times. After that, they swept past a dozen or so soldiers with the same rifles, all of them with bitter expressions on their faces.

The power of the Blackfire Rifle clearly told these adventurers that if those powerful bullets hit them, it would be enough to bury most of the adventurers with an average level of seven or eight in this border city.

"You've wasted too much time." A loud voice rang out.

At this moment, everyone noticed that a tower-like man with a warhammer was standing in line. The warhammer lightly paused on the floor of the bar, but the crowd felt as if they were moving mountains and distant mountains. It was not the ground that shook, but their senses. The man continuously released his terrifying killing intent. That kind of aura was something that only people who walked out of the Mountain of Corpses and Sea of Blood could condense into such a real killing intent.

As his gaze swept across the entire arena, the burly man said in a deep voice, "Follow me."

Then he looked at Kira's group and narrowed his eyes. "And you, Belmond. You caught that guy, didn't you?" He said.

'"Didn't you see that I was picking up girls?" Belmond said unhappily.

"Tell Edward that."

"Damn it!" Belmond scratched his hair.

Kira looked at him in surprise, "Do you know that person?"

"What?"

"He's very strong. He's at least at level 14 or 15, right?" Kira said.

Belmond stood up and said, "That fellow's name is Broy. My boss's original team is indeed very powerful, but not the strongest."

"Your boss" Kira smiled bitterly. "So you have such a powerful companion. No wonder you never agreed to my invitation."

"I've agreed to another important invitation." Belmond blinked.

"Maybe I can invite you again tonight," Kira said, panting.

"I'd be happy to." Belmond placed his hand on his left chest and bowed.

The adventurers left the bar one after another. Old Roark heaved a sigh of relief after they had all left. He sat down and realized that his feet were too weak to stand up.

In Storm City, when Mo De had just finished a group of fencing exercises, Qiao Yi hurriedly knocked on the door and entered. Maud frowned and said, "Joey, when will you be able to stabilize your focus?"

"Now is not the time to talk about these things, Father. There's an emergency."

"What, did your men get that textile machine back?"

"No, father. He was killed." Joey smiled bitterly and said, "I just received news that Ollie was captured last night and executed by the new City Lord." Now that the adventurers have gathered in Sur City, the new city lord, Edward, announced to them that all of this was your conspiracy. Damn it, Ollie has some items on him. They do have our Storm City logo. Even the old men from the City Adventurers Association are asking for an explanation. "

Maud shook his head and said, "Trash, Joey, remember, in the future, you should raise less trash like this."

"I know, Father. What should I do now? Do I need to show my statement?"

"Statement?" Mo De chuckled. He placed his fencing on the weapon rack by the wall and shook his head. "Looks like I've underestimated Sur City. What's the name of the new City Lord?"

"Edward."

"Edward, that's right. I didn't expect him to be so high-profile. If we show our statement now, it will only make people feel wrong." Maud's smile gradually turned gloomy. "Since Sur City is so ignorant, why don't we start a war? Your subordinate should have stolen it, but Edward shouldn't have pointed the finger at me. If we didn't respond, what would others think of us?"

Qiao Yi said, "We can't just declare war because of this "

"That's right. Even if we start a war, we still have to find a reason. Then, I'll make Ollie a knight now." Mo De sneered, "Killing my Storm City knight, if there isn't a suitable compensation, I will use my army to flatten the city walls of Sur City. It's hard for others to say, right?"

Ollie was only a subordinate of Joey, so logically speaking, there was no way he could be made a knight. But now, Mo De chased after him. Of course, there was no need to explain this detail to outsiders. In this way, Mo De would be able to investigate Sur City by executing the knights of Storm City privately. Battles between nobles had become the norm, but when starting a war, they would more or less find some shameful cloth to prevent themselves from falling into the moral leeway.

This was an extremely ordinary method.

Very quickly, Storm City issued a statement. The statement condemned Sur City for lynching and executing the knights of Ollie. In Maud's own name, he demanded that Sur City pay a large sum of compensation for this, and that City Lord Edward publicly apologize for this matter. The statement was so harsh and demanding that Edward, who was also a knight, was utterly ignored.

More importantly, there was not a single word in the statement about why Storm City's knights would appear in Sur City's City Lord's Mansion. Mo De avoided the heavy and ignored the light, laying the groundwork for the army to attack Sur City.

Sur City quickly responded, naturally rejecting Storm City's harsh demands. As a result, a storm called War began to brew between the two cities.

The air was exceptionally fresh after a heavy rain. The rainwater desperately drilled down to the surface. They would be stored, filtered through nature, and merged with the rivers flowing underground to provide drinking water for Violet Harbor.

At noon on this day, after the rain and sunshine, as a rainbow crossed the horizon, Violet Harbor welcomed a group of dusty merchants. The city guards didn't care about this. There would always be one or two caravans like this every day. However, the caravan came from the direction of the Blood Rock Wasteland, which was quite surprising. Especially since this caravan was obviously not from Storm City, it was even more worrying.

The guards ignored this. They only cared about whether the caravan's tariffs were paid sufficiently.

Violet Harbor is a typical seaside city built on the edge of the Silver Gull Strait. Passing through the entrance to the Blood Rock Wasteland, passing through an arched city gate, a winding downhill path appeared in front of the caravan. On the left side of the ramp was a mountain wall, and on the right was a cliff. One could see a golden beach stretching forward and gradually sinking into the sapphire-like shining sea surface.

The caravan slowly drove down the ramp, and Allen, who was on horseback, saw the city built along the strait one by one. Because of the strong sea breeze, the buildings in the city are mainly bungalows. From afar, the houses with civil structures look like square pieces landing on the base of the city. There was a lot of dense greenery interspersed between the cities that were yellow in color.

There were many markets, three docks, and hundreds of sailboats carrying local products or merchandise from several nearby cities inland every day. Inland merchants would also ship some unique goods to Violet Harbor and send them to other cities through the hands of local merchants, thus forming a prosperous business chain.

"The barbecue here is unforgettable. Another glass of iced beer will taste unforgettable for the rest of my life." Xiao En was also riding a warhorse. Although the warhorse he had seized from Dick's father's gang of bandits was robust, carrying Xiao En, a fat man, made the warhorse somewhat strenuous.

Alan and the fatty walked side by side and smiled, "I'll have to trouble Mr. Shawn to arrange that night."

"Young Master Allen, you're welcome. Let's stay at the Oasis Hotel first. Then we'll sell these treasures first. I'll arrange for everyone to have a good meal tonight." Xiao En patted his chest like a host, but in fact, he only came to Violet Harbor a few times.

Allen nodded in agreement and said, "Then, should we ship the goods we have to the market or find a larger merchant association to eat them?"

"I've already thought about that. After selling those horses, I'll meet someone. His name is Roger, chairman of one of the Chamber of Commerce here and one of the members of the Violet Harbor Council. I've worked with him several times before and I believe he can give us a good price."

"That's good."

The Oasis Hotel was one of several large hotels in Violet Harbor. In front of the hotel were two tall coconut trees, followed by a small lake dug by man and a patch of green grass. This was usually a place for parties, but it also had a hint of an oasis. After Xiao En led the caravan to register in the hotel, he dragged Alan to look for a few horse dealers.

Horses are easy to sell, especially warhorses. In view of the fact that there was no such vehicle as a car in this world, the mobile forces used by the nobles were mostly warhorses. Even in several cities of the empire, some families had been raising horses for generations. Therefore, the ten horses in Allen's possession weren't difficult to sell. The difference was only the price.

In the end, the duo negotiated the price with one of the horse dealers and brought them back to the hotel to get the horse. He saw a group of people watching from the stable. Suddenly, a person rushed out and fell to the ground. The man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He stood up with a fierce expression and was about to drill into the crowd. When Alan saw him, he stopped him and asked, "What's going on?"

It turned out that this person was a member of the Mountain King's army. He should have been assigned the job of guarding the horses, so he didn't know who he was in conflict with. Seeing Alan, the warrior snorted, "My lord, someone wants to steal our horses!"