Take Taobao with you to another world

It has a towering forehead, erect ears, and big and clear eyes under long eyelashes. You don’t need to open your teeth. Just judging from the movement of its hooves on the ground from time to time, you can tell that this horse is a quarter taller than ordinary horses. The strong and handsome Shproshire is young and has as many blemishes as his owner.

When this excellent war horse from the famous Shprow County in the mainland first came to Hermes, it was not that no one was envious of it and challenged Viscount Greer, but the Viscount tactfully avoided it.With a demeanor that was out of place in the family, he asked his brothers and kinsmen to tame a horse worth a castle themselves, though after they had failed miserably to prove the loyalty and violence of the Shproshire horse was not for nothing. After that, the viscount didn't laugh as much as they had expected at first-but this insidious politeness was even more disgusting.So the pony named Bolulu was put on the non-welcome list with his master in the fortress-like castle of Hermes, and was sent to this barren and boring place at this time.

Archmage Jacques yawned on his beast mount. As a mage's mount, it doesn't need the good athletic ability and tenacity of knights and other professional mounts. What it needs is to be as gentle as possible and easy to control , and the ride is comfortable, and the appearance should not be too frustrating (even mages also need to pick up girls).Master Jacques, the Bosch cow, is ideal, at least when the pitifully stupid captain of the guard leads a group of impatient soldiers to search for any possible survivors in the grottoes, large and small, like a beehive. The mage can also take a nap on his mount.

And Viscount Greer had already bathed his beloved horse in the water of the nearby creek, and groomed it as if it was going to attend the Mayflower Festival.

"At next year's Mayflower festival, if we all work a little harder, we might be able to find you a hostess with beautiful blue eyes and as big a breast as a hip who will make me scones." Finally, the Viscount tied a bow on Boluro's mane, talking to himself.Now his somewhat careless Aiqi looked even more silly.

"What are you going to do with that idiot?" Master Jacques yawned again.

The crime of raising taxes without permission can be big or small, but the appetite of the guards is too great. It is true that the Hermes family intends to forcibly recruit strong men, but they do not intend to exhaust these renewable resources all at once.In order to prepare for the war that will take place next year, the farmers in the Hermes territory must be trained as reserve soldiers, which may delay the cultivation of the land.Among the areas affected by the Church of Light, Hermes is one of the few nobles who are not afraid of the survivors.Although the survivors have strength comparable to orcs, and have the cunning and wisdom that those beasts that can walk upright do not have, but as long as they are properly trained, children under the age of 12 still have the potential to contribute to Hermes.Even considering the persistence of the bereaved family for inheritance, Hermes even sent those lazy staff to formulate relevant compensation plans, and based on the compassion and equality inspired by the God of Light, Hermes did the same to several other mountain tribes. The same conditions were given - and all the painstaking efforts were messed up by a bunch of idiots authorized to execute it.

In order to be greedy for those trivial compensations, and to claim credit for the nobles of Hermes, the border guards showed in this mountainous area a method that even the tax officials of the royal capital would be ashamed of.However, these methods, which can be called scraping oil on stones, are not applied to stones. Even though the survivors have been divided and submerged in the dozens of countries that rose up within 200 years after the Rift War, they swept the battlefield like a gale and became independent. The glory of being the leader of the Central Continent United Army is still shining in the history of Dust Walking.Once cornered, their power to fight back is beyond the imagination of these self-righteous idiots.The bereaved family has obviously moved away. This is not a bad thing, but it is just the first chance he got after returning to Hermes as a Viscount. This result is not a good one.

"That's a problem." The Viscount said, his tone was still extremely brisk, "For the sake of everyone's happiness, especially for the sake of my father's face, I should take a stroll outside for the time being."

"What about the rest?" Archmage Jacques asked.

"The people my father sent me are still a bit of a waste. But it doesn't work if there is no result." The viscount said with a smile and looked at the captain of the guard who was sweating profusely and crawled down the messy plank road. , "Father, isn't there a shortage of soldiers, just send them in. Samuel and the nearby tribes actually moved to no one left, but the guards responsible for the security of this area did not report to the police until 3 days after the incident. If I It is a nobleman other than Hermes, and this alone is enough to laugh at him for a whole year."

"They will die well," said Viscount Greer gently.

Master Jacques just raised his eyebrows at this. In terms of cruelty, as long as he is a member of the Hermes family, no one is the same.But he followed this idle viscount, who was only the third in line of succession, not for such trivial matters as chasing the survivors who ran away or punishing a bunch of idiots, "Then you plan to go to Dragon's Spine in Lois?"

The Viscount showed an unexpected expression, "Oh? You also know?"

"I only know that there is a secret passage opened during the Battle of the Rift." Archmage Jacques said plainly, "But it is said that the great swordsman Alfonso holds the secret of a treasure, although that weird old guy doesn't Will enjoy it, but as his only disciple, you gave up the title of paladin, which is easy to get, and come back to endure the contempt of these relatives, is it just for the so-called family obligation?"

"Being an earl is much more noble than a paladin..."

"Marry the daughter of Grand Duke Doris, and you will become a prince after he ascends the throne."

The Viscount gently stroked his beloved horse with one hand, and raised his head to meet the undisguised gaze of Master Jacques.After a while, the Viscount lowered his eyes and laughed softly.

"You are too frank, Your Excellency the Archmage. Could it be that your mood is more urgent than mine?" The Viscount patted his beloved horse and turned on the saddle, "There are indeed some interesting things hidden under the Dragon's Spine, but it is a blessing or a curse. . . . it might not be known.”

"In this world, risk is the veil wrapped around the carcass of wealth and power." Archmage Jacques said without hesitation, "Why is it not worth taking a little risk in order to get such a beauty?"

"What an exciting metaphor." The viscount laughed, "There is no need to hide from a wise companion. I do plan to take an adventure at Dragon's Spine. With the benefits still uncertain, I can Invite you, His Excellency Jacques Porto Amos, a powerful three-line mage, to join my team and walk with me?"

Jacques slowly narrowed his eyes.Although this is not his real name, being called by his full name verbatim can be regarded as an offense to a high-ranking mage.Moreover, this treacherous boy did not intend to make an equal agreement with him. He had prepared a team in advance. If Jacques joined, he might have to be under his command.In most parts of the Central Continent, even the lowest trainee mages will never be easily inferior to themselves. The formation of mages in the army is independent of other branches of the army. The status of the regiment is not much lower than that of the regiment leader.

Unlike ordinary mages, Jacques didn't care much about those hypocritical etiquettes. Since he was born with the gift of three lines of spells, his ideal in this life is to pursue the highest extreme of power.Other than that, the secular world is a vassal... No, war is still very interesting, because you can experiment with your own theories without any scruples.In the past few years, he has obtained some news about the treasure under the Dragon's Spine. On the one hand, it is difficult to resist the temptation of those legends. On the other hand, the war will inevitably come, so he does not mind lowering his status as he is so strong. Came to be an advisor to a brash nobleman.But the reality is more interesting than he imagined——Alfonso's personal disciple, the paladin of the Golden Kingdom, the favorite general of Crown Prince Doris, and the adventurous team organized by men who can achieve such achievements in their 20s , Just imagining it makes one feel a slight tingling excitement at the fingertips.

"When are we leaving?" he asked.

A toothy smile appeared on the Viscount's face, "Soon."

"After three more mountains, we will cross the Dragon's Spine," said the patriarch.

Yun Shen, who was invited together with Fan Tianlan to attend the meeting of elders of the survivors, looked at the extremely crude map in his hand, "Dragon's Spine?"

Fan Tianlan stretched out his hand, his long and strong fingers undulating like waves, slowly slid across the line representing the mountains, moving towards the upper right direction, and stopped at a place. "it's here."

On the old and dull parchment, the lines of the ink had blurred a lot, but Yun Shen could still see the jagged lines suddenly raised at the end of his fingers.This kind of elementary map can display very little information, and can only show the general terrain trend, and this very eye-catching target reminds Yun Shen of a flashing scene in his memory—from the dark green , towering high, a huge and solid mountain barrier.

"Lois is an ancient dragon. It is said that he died here. According to legend, its bones turned into mountains and stretched across the entire area. This is where its back is."