Chapter 415: Wandering Eyes
A few sparrows were jumping on the branches on one side of the road. Before the darkness drove away the last ray of light, a few more unlucky souls who had not found a place to go merged into the temporary camp.
Pedestrians arriving after that were turned away with caution and suspicion, and no one dared to bet whether it was a person or something else walking on the road after dark.
Lynch only knew that the recent visitors were all humans, but as to whether they were good or bad, that was a matter for the judge to decide.
The still trembling oracle and the dwarf had started fighting again, and the campfire in the center of the road illuminated the restless faces.
The dark green figure of Xie Yue blocked the dim white moon, and the loud roars of beasts and wolves were hidden in the bushes that were pulling the ghost shadow.
The humans spoke in low voices, their hands never leaving the handles of their weapons.
Lynch had no doubt that they would stay like this all night just because there was a Chaos Moon hanging in the sky.
Another coachman came from the south, and the camp that stopped him on the road sternly refused his release, but he was approaching the inn from the beginning.
Unexpectedly, the boss, who had kept the door locked tightly since dark, took a look through the crack in the door and let the visitor in.
The driver seemed to be a messenger, serving those in Nordland and Middenland who needed to communicate.
Apart from a few protests from residents, there was no disturbance.
"Today's letter!" Coachman Jackson not only handed the letter to the innkeeper, but also some letters that should have been sent to the Nord Territory were in the mailbox he handed to the owner.
As for why he did this? He didn't know. He was entrusted with this task at a rally a year ago and it has continued until now.
Those members who were more intelligent than he might have known what the letters meant.
The owner of this post station, Odok, gave the coachman some silver as a reward, and he was responsible for the rest of the work. He needed to keep the letters until dawn, when a new coachman would come to take the letters and deliver them to the next post station.
As a newcomer, he didn't know the inner workings of the organization, nor did he know who the organization's leaders were, let alone who his superiors and subordinates were.
Maybe the organization he joined had something to do with some big shot in the empire, but he didn't care.
Odok only opened the letter that belonged to him, which listed some news that was beneficial to him. For example, an inn further south was about to close down, and he could take the opportunity to buy the property of this old rival at a low price.
The letter also implicitly mentioned that Odok should pay close attention to the doctors passing by on the road, especially those who were using snake staffs.
Odok also had to carefully distinguish whether the doctor was holding a double-snake staff or a single-snake staff. If it was a double-winged double-snake short staff, he didn't have to worry about anything and just had to record it.
It is worth noting that he must keep a close eye on the passenger's package, because the owner of the double-snake caduceus will not reveal it.
He had heard the legend of the single-snake staff. Every Midden person knew it. Perhaps someone wanted to imitate the group of miracle healers from long ago, and Odok only needed to record their characteristics.
If he saw the physician with the staff, Odok had to take out the jug of wine that came with the letter and take a sip of it, and otherwise he was not allowed to touch the wine.
They are probably a group of fools trying to restore the former doctors. Their transgression will be punished. Even the fools in the north should know that the single-snake staff is a taboo.
Odok is willing to obey all the orders in the letter, and the organization he joins is very powerful.
He had reason to believe that any news circulating between Nordland and Middenland would be obtained by his unknown companions first.
There have been unexpectedly many letters passing through him recently. Perhaps something big is about to happen. Odok doesn't care what the members of the organization he has never met want to do. He just wants to see his business grow better and better.
The wind tonight is as arrogant as the evil moon in the sky. The violent airflow washes the leaves, making the trees laugh wildly since nightfall.
The hoarse trembling sound made the people in the camp become frightened birds. Even a hare running in the grass could make them feel like they were facing a great enemy.
When they have nothing to do, they will find something to do and gather in groups around the campfire to talk about stories from all over the world.
No matter what, they just refused to sleep peacefully.
The first person to disturb the camp was another night traveler. No matter how the guards tried to drive him away, he could only beg for mercy.
His persistence even attracted Lynch's attention. Perhaps this persistence is understandable. For ordinary people, leaving any later would be tantamount to suicide.
Even the vigilant guards couldn't help but waver.
"Sir, I am absolutely a human being. If you don't believe me, you can take off my clothes. There is absolutely no deformity in me."
Lynch was sure that what he said was true, and since the lizard man was not convenient to show up, he patted the oracle gently.
Eugen had a flattering smile on his greasy face in the firelight. Lynch discovered that this guy had gained more than a pound in recent days.
Without further ado, the prophet dragged his dwarf companion, who was used for self-defense, towards the entrance of the camp where the dispute was taking place. After coughing pretentiously, Eugen successfully attracted the attention of the guards.
The recent guardians all know that Eugen is a prophet who can see destiny and his divinations have never been wrong.
Apparently, the Oracle was so good at being ambiguous that no one dared challenge him in that regard, and as long as he didn't make it clear, he was always right.
"What happened here?" The dwarf put on a ferocious look. For the "commission" paid to him by Eugen, God had no pity. Sorian had no good way to make money. Compared with cheating and deceiving, he was better at selling force. The two hit it off.
The leader of the sentinels glanced fearfully at the dwarf, then looked at Eugen, and determined who was the boss.
He smiled at Eugen in a flattering way:
"Nothing, sir. There's an unknown guy trying to get in here. Even Sigma knows that's impossible."
At this time, Eugen became Sigmar's servant again.
"In the name of Sigmar, I can confirm the identity of this poor man. He is a human being."
"Sir, you may not know how bad some people with other thoughts can be. Even if he is a human being, he cannot be exempted from the suspicion of committing a crime."
"Morslieb is hanging on it, man, I know what you're worried about, but it's a bit irresponsible to say something like that without checking it out."
Seeing someone defending himself, the thin traveler nodded and bowed in response.
Not knowing what he remembered, he hesitated for a moment, and the oracle keenly noticed this hesitation.
Maybe this guy really can't stand being investigated. It's time to let the lizard people know that the goodness or badness of human beings cannot be judged by whether they have any connection with the devil.
Maybe he has nothing to do with the devil, but he is most likely a criminal.
(End of this chapter)
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