Different World Online

The mind of the city lord, Duke Rundel, was still buzzing;

Seven hundred legends died on the battlefield, and only that madman survived!

How many legendary warriors are there in Waterdeep?

Two of you!

This is a powerful trade center city like Waterdeep. If it were any other small city, they would be thankful to have a legendary strongman in charge!

Even if the legends of each temple were added, there would still be only a handful of them.

Miscalculation!

I originally thought that the capital of that madman's arrogance was the Church of the God of Justice, but I didn't expect that he himself was the real big shot!

In an instant, Duke Rundel's thoughts raced.

Group attack?

Can the manpower under his command match that of the boundless Void Zerg?

No matter how arrogant he is, he dare not compare his power with that of the Void Zerg!

Let the legendary strongman fight him one-on-one?

Forget it. The two legendary warriors stationed in Waterdeep City cannot be lost because of such a trivial matter.

After thinking for a while, Duke Leonard sighed and gave Patriarch Peter a bitter smile.

On the sofa on the other side, Pastor Peter Ong responded with a gentle smile.

"Duke Rundel, since this is not our church's business, please excuse me."

Hearing this, Duke Rundel stood up hurriedly.

"I'll see you off."

"No need, the city lord is busy with work, I can go back by myself."

After a round of greetings, Rundel sent Patriarch Peter away, and his face instantly turned gloomy.

He hates people who disrupt order, because order allows him to better maintain his rule and make more money;

Without thinking too much, Rendel instructed Les, who was obviously relaxed,

"Block all news and get the bards in the tavern to start talking. Just...say that those soldiers were possessed by the devil. The scarier the better!

And this Steve is the god of justice...

Do not!

We and the Church of the God of Justice have jointly invited these warriors back to destroy evil and protect the peace and tranquility of Waterdeep!

By the way, find someone to contact this guy secretly. It would be best if he can be used for our benefit. If not, just make him shut up!

It's best to cater to his preferences. Women, money, these are not problems. You know what you are doing and you can do whatever you want."

After saying that, Leonard threw away his sleeves, put his hands behind his back, and walked out of the living room gloomily.

If he could, he would have hung that lunatic up and skinned him;

But the reality is that he can't do anything, so in order to stop the loss, for future benefits, and for the sake of ruling, he decided to endure it for the time being;

The saying that nobles are all old turtles is not nonsense, even though they themselves do not admit it.

Few of these nobles who grew up in conspiracies and intrigues are the kind of idiots who get carried away by a single word and do all kinds of stupid things.

Just when the people from Waterdeep City Hall were preparing to contact Steve;

Steve had already found a caravan at the dock area that was about to set off for Maple Leaf City;

Looking at the map, Maple Leaf City is more than a hundred miles away from Silver Moon City in the north, separated by the Lurking Forest, and is located in the middle of the entire northern border;

This is a city that is neither big nor small, mainly populated by a small number of humans and a large number of half-elves;

Because the city is close to the Lurking Forest in the north, agriculture and industry in this city are quite underdeveloped;

Because the geographical location is not favorable, the commercial development is also average;

Apart from a small number of exquisite elf sculptures and handicrafts, the only thing people remember about this city is its unique maple syrup.

However, this city is indeed the border between the elven and human worlds;

A large number of mixed-blood half-elves live here. They are rejected by the pure-blood elves and have no sense of belonging to human society.

But their looks are quite good.

They inherited human bodies and elf beauty, and their prices on the black market even once exceeded those of pure-blooded elves.

Most of the real pure-blooded elves are either A or B, which is actually not difficult to understand;

For these guys living in the jungle, agility is the key to survival!

Those who carried too much weight on their chests, were not agile enough, and had difficulty drawing the bow, had long been eliminated by nature.

In addition, the elves have the Fountain of Life, which is more nutritious than breast milk, so the size of the child's bowl becomes even less important.

When Steve first heard old Pete describe the elves, he didn't believe it.

After all, in the movies and TV shows he had watched in his previous life, the elves were all curvy, with hot bodies and sweet looks.

There is even a saying: the less you wear, the higher your combat power!

Steve still remembers what old Pete said when he refuted him:

"Hehe~ The less you wear, the higher your combat power?

Just try to dodge by rolling over on the jungle floor with your bare back!

Do you think the bugs in the soil that has been rotting for countless years will bite you?!

Look at those hard branches, will they prick you?

Look at those seeds with barbs on them, do they prick you? !

Wait till you roll over a pile of goblin shit, then you'll know the benefits of wearing clothes!

Also, the elf's butt is protruding in front and behind???

What a joke! Apart from their pretty faces, they are nothing but stone slabs!

Did you know that big breasts affect the accuracy of bow and arrow shooting?

Why do you think those Amazon female hooligans have breast circumcision? !

The little brat knows nothing and is just talking nonsense! "

That's too far...

After paying twice the travel expenses, Steve caught up with the caravan heading to Maple Leaf City.

After a brief chat, Steve understood the composition of this caravan.

There were seven carriages, six of which belonged to the merchants, and the last one belonged to the mercenaries who were protecting them;

A group of more than a hundred people set out from Waterdeep in a mighty procession.

At the end of the team, there were many traveling merchants, leading pack animals and strong-endurance Shire horses, carrying goods, and following behind the caravan.

The mercenaries don't care about these people.

As long as money is not paid to them, they will not provide protection.

Moreover, with the existence of these traveling merchants, they can serve as the 'gecko's tail' when encountering certain irresistible dangers.

This group of traveling merchants actually had the same idea.

As long as they don't encounter major danger, they can follow the mercenaries to avoid the dangerous little creatures in the wild.

Carrying a backpack and a big gun, Steve chatted with the mercenary next to him.

His name was Joseph, a typical northerner, between seven and eight feet tall.

People in the North have always been known for their endurance and resistance to cold. These tall guys are generally good at fighting, and even the women have amazing strength.

According to their own northern mythology, they are descendants of humans and the King of Frost Giants, and are naturally adapted to the bitter cold climate of the North.

If converted into a panel, it is roughly:

[Northern Race]: Strength +1, Constitution +1, Agility -1;

Joseph next to Steve is the leader of this mercenary team of about 30 people;

From what he observed, this Joseph was a second-rank Northern warrior;

Northern Warriors are a variant of the Warrior class. Compared to regular Warriors, they move slower but have better stamina.