"What for, what for?"

An impatient shout disrupted the minstrels' chanting, and before the people could turn their heads, the crowd around the bards was pushed away by the city guards.

When they appeared, many of them had a look of disgust on their faces, but they were probably only able to express their disgust with the city guards, and did not dare to express them in words or deeds.

The City Guard is subordinate to the lord, and if you resist them, you are rebelling against the lord, unless you don't want to mess around in this territory, otherwise, few people will provoke this group of guys.

If you get provoked and don't want to leave this territory, you can only be oppressed by this group of guys.

Even these guys know that some outsiders are stronger than them, and most of them have heard stories of people who rise up and kill people and then flee because they can't bear this kind of oppression, but this is a small probability event after all, and in comparison, it is still the pleasure of interests and bullying others that attracts them more.

"Why are you again?"

When the captain of the city guard walked into the crowd and saw the appearance of the bard, he couldn't help frowning and shouting, "Didn't I warn you last time that you weren't allowed to talk about these things?

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and two city guards stepped out behind him, and walked up to the bard with a playful smile.

"Wait, when did you tell me?" the bard looked around, panicking, "You haven't told me about it, you can't arrest me!"

"Huh, isn't it with you?" the captain scratched his neck in confusion and took a light breath, "Forget it, don't care, take it away!"

"You can't catch me! you can't catch me!" shouted the bard, struggling.

Hearing this, the captain glared at him viciously, "Boy, let me tell you, here, you have to listen to Uncle Wood! Be obedient, maybe I'll let you out in a few days, if you don't obey, believe it or not, I'll lock you up for two or three years?"

As if frightened by his words, the bard suddenly stopped struggling, and only glared back when one of the city guards touched his face, but the city guards laughed.

When the city guards took the bard away, the crowd did not disperse immediately, but looked coldly at the backs of the city guards, without saying a word.

"Phew, these guys, it's not a thing!"

The crowd slowly dispersed, but among those who remained, some people cursed angrily.

They didn't dare to curse in front of the city guards, but they scolded people behind their backs.

After this person scolded, he didn't say anything again, but it resonated with the others, those city guards are not such bastards for a day or two, they bully and dominate the market all day long, just because their existence represents the majesty of the 'lord', so they have no scruples.

What did the bard just say?

Although ordinary people can't tell what is called 'magic', what is 'elemental', and what is called 'ether', they also know from the mouths of bards and adventurers that if that 'magic tide' is coming, many beasts will turn into monsters and become more vicious.

Now this news has already spread all over the mainland, but the city guards here want to arrest people because of this incident?

No one said it, but they all knew it - it was because the things that the bard said offended the nobles, even if everyone knew that if it was really dangerous, the nobles would not waste their troops to protect the commoners, but if they knew, they couldn't say it, as long as they said it, they would offend the nobles.

Everyone knows, but they just can't say!

The city guards are the doglegs of the lord, they bully and dominate the market on weekdays, but they will not shelter civilians when they are in danger, if it weren't for the fact that all parts of the mainland are like this, they would have run away a long time ago.

After all, they are not local residents, just mercenaries and adventurers who come here to mess around, and the locals can't leave, but they can.

I heard that the Principality of Sorrowful Wind is quite good, but the distance is too far, the road is too difficult, and it will take at least half a year to get from here to there.

Otherwise, who's still in this kind of bullshit place?

The crowd gradually dispersed, and the bard was an outsider, and no one would visit him, nor would anyone ransom him, and this kind of thing was not once or twice, not the worst of the worst, the worst of all, and the body of the offender was still hanging in a tree outside the city.

Life was hectic and hectic, and soon this matter was forgotten by them.

............

"What are you doing?" asked the cleric of the Church of Fortune after settling the accounts with the mercenary in front of him.

The mercenary rolled his eyes, sneered, and said, "Why don't you do it?" It's just a matter of mouth, and if you don't do it, you're a fool!"

"But now someone has been arrested. The priest said lightly.

Then, he looked up at the glazed-eyed mercenary and asked again, "What are you doing?"

The mercenary frowned and took a deep breath, leaned forward slightly, and asked seriously, "What's the matter, can you tell me?"

"It seems that some nobles have realized that you are shaking their rule by doing so, so they have ordered that all those who say this be arrested, or hanged outright, but no one has been hanged yet......" The cleric explained calmly after glancing at the 'Faith Network Panel'.

Anyway, no matter what, as clergy, they can't be hurt by the nobles, as long as there is the slightest evidence that the nobles hurt them, they can go directly to the door to ask for an explanation.

The divine right does not interfere with the imperial power, and the imperial power must not harm the divine power, which is the covenant between the gods and the nobles, and if either party violates this covenant, it will be condemned.

If anyone is going to be unlucky at the end of the day, it's the mercenaries and merchants who take over the task.

"I'll think again......" The mercenary muttered for a moment, then shook his head and stood up, walking out of the church.

He said 'think again,' but the priesthood knew that the mercenary would not take on this task again.

It's just for these few gold coins that you can't take such a big risk, you may offend the nobles, and you may be hanged for it, and a fool will take that risk.

Originally, it was easy to make this money, but now it is too troublesome, so don't do it.

"Another ......," muttered as the cleric pulled up a form and crossed out the mercenary's name.

They are not fools who have a wealth church, and if they don't do things seriously, they won't give their money to those people.

They have a way of judging whether they are serious about their tasks, and only after passing the judgment will they put the money in the hands of those people.

After that incident, the superiors ordered them to spread the news, and it was up to them to do what they thought, as long as the news was disseminated.

He was going to spread the word about it through the mercenary's mouth now, like this kind of veteran, after completing a mission, he would definitely go to the tavern to have fun and collect information by the way.

At the same time, they themselves are the source of information dissemination, and only by exchanging information with each other can they keep the industry healthy.

Although these mercenaries and adventurers are very vague about these concepts, over the years, the industry has long formed corresponding norms, which are called 'unspoken rules'.

The reason why the superiors asked them to spread these news is probably because they want to do something and are preparing for this.

The last time I did this was when I was preparing for a 'business alliance'......