"Who introduced you?" The tall Centaur soldier asked in a magnetic voice.
"We found it ourselves," Devitt said hesitantly.
After hearing this answer, the Centaur closed his eyes and said, "The market is closed. You shouldn't be here now." His tone was very arrogant, with a hint of threat.
Devitt's mouth was half-open, not knowing what to do. A voice came from behind.
"Dwarf, it was the dwarf who introduced us. This map was also sold to us by the dwarfs." Claremont walked to Devitt's side and urged the Centaur warrior to stay.
The Centaur warrior who was about to turn around and leave stopped. He used the handle of his sword to pick up the map in Claremont's hand. He held it and looked at it for a while before asking, "What is the name of the person who introduced you?"
"Madoran," Claremont replied with a face full of certainty.
Actually, this was just the name of a person in charge that he saw on the notice board in the Guild Hall.
However, if he did not answer the centaur warrior's question earnestly at this moment...
The Caradia soldiers behind him would have no way out.
When the centaur warrior heard this name, a trace of shock appeared in his eyes.
The other centaur soldiers who were standing in the hidden areas also let out a surprised exclamation.
"So it's a guest arranged by Lord Madoran. Follow me." The Centaur soldier didn't continue to ask. Instead, he called for the scouts to follow behind him.
Devitt gave a signal to all the soldiers, telling them to quickly follow.
The leading Centaur soldier was running very fast on the grassland. All the scouts had to sprint to catch up with him.
"Is this really okay?" Abel looked at the other Centaur soldiers behind them and asked Claremont.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64ce79d606107d003c23ea27", id: "pf-5140-1"})"Since we have chosen this path, we can only give it our all," Claremont replied.
The elves' stamina could not keep up with the galloping troops, so they could only cast spells to allow themselves to fly in the sky.
"Hoho." the centaurs at the back of the formation cheered.
It was rare for elves to appear on this island.
After about ten minutes, the centaur soldiers leading the team slowed down. Finally, they stopped in front of a small slope.
The Caradia soldiers and the elven soldiers also stood in front of the slope.
"What is this place?" Devitt asked.
"The entrance to the market." The centaur soldier answered, "But you have to put your weapons here before you can go in."
Hearing this, the Caradia soldiers looked at each other. In the end, they all looked at the three leaders.
"Alright." Devitt and Claremont nodded in agreement and removed their weapons from their waists.
Abel stared into the eyes of the Centaur soldiers. The magic spells that the elves were good at could not be removed.
After seeing the actions of the two captains, the soldiers also threw their weapons on the ground.
"That's enough." The Centaur soldiers nodded at the scouts.
Then, he walked to the slope and raised his right front hoof.
"Rumble!" The rock wall shook violently and a secret door appeared in front of everyone.
"Is this a spell?" a Caradia soldier asked in surprise.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64cc9e79c7059f003e4ad4b0", id: "pf-5109-1"})"Please come in." After the dust settled, the Centaur soldier gestured for the scouts to come in.
Devitt displayed his imposing manner and walked forward to open the door of the secret door.
Different from the dark tunnel that was illuminated by bright flames, colorful rays of light flowed out from the tunnel. It made the entire road look very dreamy.
"It's so wide." Devitt walked into the door and looked at the surrounding space.
"If you guys want to go in too, hurry up and move," the Centaur warrior said.
At this moment, Devitt walked out of the door and said to the scout soldiers who were waiting for him, "There's no problem inside. Let's go."
At this point, the scout soldiers finally relaxed and carefully stepped into the secret door.
"Ah!" When the troop of soldiers had almost walked into the secret door, a scream came from the end of the line.
"What's wrong?" The Caradia soldiers and the elven soldiers all looked back in panic.
The body of a Caradia soldier whose upper body was separated from his lower body fell at the door. Claremont, who was in charge of holding the line, stood there with his pupils dilated. Warm blood splashed on his face.
The Centaur soldier guarding the secret passage walked over with a cold expression. He used the hilt of his knife to lift the coat of the fallen soldier.
"Clang --" a dagger fell out.
"If you don't follow the rules, you will be punished like this," the Centaur warned. As he spoke, he raised his hoofs high and prepared to stomp on the corpse.
"Bang." Before the Centaur soldier's foot landed on the ground, the Caradia soldier's corpse was teleported into the hands of the elven soldier.
Abel stepped forward and said, "The punishment is almost over, right?"
There was a deadly threat hidden in his eyes.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "663633fa8ebf7442f0652b33", id: "pf-8817-1"})"That's fine too," the Centaur soldier said with a fake smile.
"Bang..." the secret door was closed by the Centaur soldier.
A voice came from outside the door. "After your transaction is over, someone will send you out."
"Fullock is..." a soldier said in the silence.
"Dead," Abel said.
"We can only leave him here. Let's continue forward," Devitt said.
To be honest, Fullock's actions were not rated high in everyone's heart.
What could he do with a dagger? If he really encountered a dangerous situation, he might not even be able to defend himself.
If they came to someone else's estate, they had to follow the rules of others, and Fullock almost killed everyone.
It was really a foolish and selfish performance.
However, because he was a comrade who had been traveling with them for many days, Devitt and the others did not reveal their inner emotions on the surface.
After receiving Devitt's order, the Caradia soldiers placed Fullock's body against the wall.
After mourning for him for thirty seconds, everyone continued to move towards the depths of the secret passage.
"Where did these distinguished guests come from? Bringing me a business deal." A short old man blocked in front of everyone.
Claremont became alert, raised his fist, and asked, "Who are you?"
"I'm an ordinary businessman. My name isn't important." The old man narrowed his eyes and smiled. "This time, the guest is human. Oh! and an elf! Rare guest, rare guest."
"We don't have any business with you!" Claremont said sternly. In his opinion, this old man was definitely a shady person.
