Things from Another World

Yarinks North, Yorktown.

Tens of thousands of troops were stationed outside the town, and a large number of soldiers from the south poured into this small town, bringing a lot of vitality to this small town.

A large amount of food was removed from Yorktown and transported to the barracks to supplement the forage consumed during the march.

"Hey! Henry! Be careful with me! Don't stain the meat! Or the officers' swords don't have eyes!"

Hank, the owner of the tavern, yelled at the porters one by one. Although Henry is an old employee in his tavern, it is not usual now, and there is no room for error.

"I will pay attention!"

Henry wiped the sweat from his forehead, carefully pushed the skewed meat back back, and while the truck stopped, he quietly looked at the barracks next to him.

The barracks in the suburbs could not be seen at first glance, and it was impossible to confirm the specific number.

And it is said that the Vanguard marched overnight, and was not here.

According to the news, there are at least 40,000 main troops and logistics personnel here.

After regaining his sight casually, Henry continued to push the van forward, and soon came to the battalion where the logistics troops were stationed.

"Finally here! Hurry up! Delayed dinner by Her Majesty Girard and guests. No one can afford this responsibility!"

A chef-like officer yelled, "Is this the best steak in town?"

Hank accompanied the smiley and said, "This is already the best steak in our town, and I'm sure no one else will be better."

"Have you processed it? Seeing it's not fresh, push it into the kitchen, and your Majesty will eat the best and freshest steak-what are you still doing?"

The soldiers pushed the steak into the kitchen. The chef officer frowned as he saw that Hank had not yet left, and said impatiently, "Go and go."

"That ... money ..."

"Well, come over with such stale steak, it's fine without asking your sin, but I'm so embarrassed to ask for money !?"

The chef took out the money bag impatiently, and Hank's eyes brightened with the tinkling money bag. The next moment the chef found a copper plate and threw it to Hank: "Hurry up and take it!"

Hank's face was frightened: "One or one copper plate !?"

"Why? Not enough? I'll give you more!"

As soon as the chef's words fell, a group of soldiers surrounded him, and Hank's neck was chilled by the cold weapons.

"Sorry everyone, the boss has miscalculated the account. It's enough, it's enough."

Henry yanked Hank's clothes with a smile, winked at a few companions, then turned and hurriedly left.

There is no evil breath in the logistic soldier ...

Henry frowned as he walked back, feeling the evil breath around him.

Henry is the eyeliner of the Holy See hidden in Yorktown. He is one of the alternate knights of the Templars. Although he is not strong, he can also feel the volatility of evil.

With the Holy See's notice, Henry has been vigilant, and today is the best opportunity.

At this moment, Henry felt a cold chill on his back, and the subliminal light in his body was about to counterattack. He immediately controlled the power of the divine light and tried his best to suppress the hostility.

Cold!

fear!

despair!

death!

Henry had never felt death so close to himself like he did now!

He could even hear his heartbeat, deafening sounds echoing in his ears, time seemed to be very slow, and some terrible pictures appeared in his mind.

The corpse covered with deworming lie on his back, then fell into the darkness, the light turned on, and he found himself in a closed room full of arthropods. The stinky breath filled the nasal cavity ...

Henry's body trembled, and no one knew that what he feared most was polyarthropods and confined spaces.

He knew he couldn't turn around.

But the mission ...

There was a sudden slap at Henry's feet, dragging Hank to the ground, covered with mud.

Hank screamed, "Henry !!! Do you know how much gold I spent on my clothes !?"

"Report, sorry, me, me ..."

Henry stammered on the ground, his eyes looking back.

That man in black?

With just a glance, Henry's courage seemed to have been evacuated, and his body was paralyzed, and he exhausted all his power to make himself climb up again.

"Ha ha ha ha ... these guys are actually scared down."

The chef and several soldiers around laughed, and the man in black turned his head and stared at Henry.

"Hey ... that kid ... wait a minute ..."

A cold, hoarse voice suddenly came, and Henry's body suddenly froze: he was found! ?

The chill was getting closer and closer, and Henry could clearly feel that the other party had come behind him, and he could pierce his heart by just tapping his hand gently.

How to do?

Fight back?

Run away?

still is--

"Spread your hands."

The cold arm brushed past his bargain, then opened his palm, and a dozen gold coins were falling in Henry's hands, and then the man's voice rang in his ear: "The steak is very good ... this is a reward for you . "

His voice was cold and hoarse, like the sound of rough gauze as it slipped across a metal surface, making it very uncomfortable.

"Thank you, thank you ..."

Henry squeezed out the last trace of air in his lungs before speaking these words. In his eyes, the gold coins exuded a faint black gas, and the hot temperature burned his palm.

After his words fell, suddenly, he returned to the warm spring from the cold ice field.

That man in black has gone back.

"What are you still doing? Are you still going?"

Hank snatched the gold coins in his hand, urging them to leave here with surprise and joy.

These **** soldiers don't know what is polite! Seeing their greedy eyes, Hank always felt that he would be wiped out at any time!

"Honor Lasani, you are too kind to them."

The chef accompanied the smiley and said, "It is their duty to provide us with food, and they can do it without giving money."

The man in black named Lasani casually nodded at the chef's eyebrows: "I don't need wasteful talk ..."

The chef stiffened suddenly, as if turned into a rock. After a while, his ears, eyes, nostrils, and mouth began to bleed continuously, his chest was undulating and his breath was like a cow.

"what--"

The chef suddenly yelled in horror, then glared, and the chef with a twisted face fell to the ground in extreme fear.

Lasani pointed to a chef next to him and said lightly, "Now you are the head chef, and drag this pile of rotten meat out to feed the dog."

The surprise from the sky dilutes the fear of Lasani. The new chef respectfully sends Lasani away, and then disposes the body of the former boss according to his orders.

"Rassani, where have you been?"

Standing at the door of the camp, elegantly carrying red wine was Marcus, who had disappeared for a long time.

"Boring, have some fun."

Marcus grinned: "Go in, our Gillard intends to discuss with us how to attack Taris."

The screams of pain and screams of a man kept screaming in the camp, and the cry of a girl in horror.

"Please, Her Majesty Girard, I am willing to dedicate everything to you, please let my father go!"

"Do you think your humble body is worthy of a noble king? Compared to your body, your expression is more attractive now ..."

"It's boring ..."

Marcus shrugged: "Well, people always have a little of their own hobby. After the inner desire is amplified, it becomes more obvious. Obviously, our Majesty loves him more than the woman's body."

the other side.

After hurriedly leaving the barracks area, the sweat on Henry's face slowly disappeared. After careful observation, after confirming that no one was following, he hurriedly said, "Hanke! Give me those gold coins!"

"Henry! Are you crazy !? I'm the boss!"

"I know! But there are problems with those coins!"

Hank laughed and said, "Of course there is a problem! There is a big problem! The small steak is only worth five gold coins, but the benevolent guest gave me ... I count ... Ah, there are thirteen. Gold coins! Haha! "

"I'm not talking about that! Those gold coins have evil powers! They must be given to the Lord's Lord for purification!"

"Of course I know that gold coins are the source of all evil ... Ah, how I hope more gold coins can corrupt me ... As for purification, you can rest assured that I go to church every month to donate money, which has been purified It's thorough, haha! "

Hank sniffed the smell of gold coins with a look of intoxication, a cold smell that made him intoxicated.

Watching the dark breath sucked into Hank's body, Henry was in a hurry and wanted to do something, but was afraid he would be caught by the horrible black man, and he was completely at a loss.

"As for you, Henry, you're fired!"

Hank suddenly pointed at Henry and yelled, "From tomorrow-no, you won't use it from tonight! Let's go!"

Helpless Henry could only watch as Hank disappeared into the street, holding gold coins.

"Damn! It's not time to care about him!"

When Henry stomped, he thought of more important things. He immediately got into the alley, and after walking around in a circle, he got into the back door of the local church and found the main sacrifice. The intelligence went out.

The main sacrifice immediately passed the news back to Alynx, and the news reached the earliest speed to the ears of Jessolini XXIII and the Virgin.

The pope's spirit refreshed: "Quickly notify Aubrey and Adrien, and contact Don at the same time, the snake has made a hole!"

This message was transmitted through various channels and reached Tang En's ear as quickly as possible.

"Did you finally show up ..."

In the study, Tang En smiled wryly: "Dark snake, this time you gave me a huge basket, and I have to give it back to you ..."

The next day, the Pope received the latest news.

Shortly after Gillard's army left, there was a bizarre serial death in Yorktown. When the Templars of the Holy See arrived, they discovered that the source of the accident was actually thirteen gold coins.

At this time, Tang En had brought the complete set of magic mining trucks, transporters, and minecart tracks, the Phoenix mercenary regiment, and those reluctant wild mages to Taris.