Chapter 22

Christopher Rodney felt that today's weather was not very good. Before the first winter of the year arrived, there would be two more days of warmth. When the third batch of wheat sprouted a little, winter would begin.

Outside the capital, perhaps due to the large number of people, those who were already suffocated felt even more breathless.

When he was on the road, the clouds in the sky piled up, dark and heavy, as if they had fallen into his heart.

He was resistant to returning to the capital, even somewhat fearful. His wife at home never knew how to bake bread well, his six-year-old son was always causing trouble, and he had to bear a huge debt. His life, like the weather, was gloomy, with no cool breeze to be found.

The noisy sounds of the passersby around him only increased his irritability, without any other feelings.

There was also dust, floating in front of him, and with each breath, he inhaled a lot of dirt. The leaves hanging by the roadside were also very dirty.

But now, Christopher Rodney found that the world before him had brightened. The dark clouds in the sky blocked the scorching sunlight, bringing shade to people.

The crowd at the city gate emitted a lively and warm sound, making the wait less monotonous and boring.

The dust floating in the air, when sniffed carefully, actually had the fragrance of the earth, the breath of life. The leaves hanging by the roadside still had a green color, resilient and strong.

Life was truly beautiful. He needed to get home quickly, where he had a hardworking and gentle wife, and a cute, mischievous son.

Christopher Rodney's eyes sparkled, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a modest and polite smile.

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"Barry, it's great to see you at the city gate. I can't imagine that when I left the city, the despicable Cliff was still standing here. But it seems you haven't gained any extra income from your current position."

It was now the team's turn to pay the fee, and Christopher Rodney greeted the guard warmly.

He counted out the entry fee for each person and the money for the goods and handed it over: "The weather isn't good, and my master is leading other servants from a distant place. The cart only carries some luggage, and everyone is very tired."

Guard Barry took the money without counting it, threw it into the box, and whispered to Christopher Rodney, "Rodney, you've found a new master, which is great. I thought you were working for someone else to earn money and didn't dare to disturb you, fearing it would upset your employer.

Since it's your new master, you need to go home immediately. This morning, the Bunier Chamber of Commerce drove your wife and son out and even tried to catch them. Your wife and son ran away and are now staying at the largest Edmund Square in the capital, where there are powerful guards."

As Christopher Rodney listened to the other person's words, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart.

But he still endured the pain, maintaining a gentle smile, and said slowly, "Thank you, Barry. So I..."

"Rodney, don't waste time. If someone dares to bully my steward, let's go. Follow me." Nalasha's voice suddenly rang out. She jumped onto the cart and urged the turod beast to rush into the city, with a strong magical aura surrounding her.

The entire team was instantly enveloped in a warlike atmosphere. The other people at the city gate finally felt the momentum of the Qishui City, the fierce killing aura of adventurers who had struggled to survive in the border desert.

"Oh no, Miss, you can't..." Rodney tried to stop her.

"Rodney, follow us. Don't worry about what happens next. The Miss and the Young Master will handle it. You need to trust your master's ability." Moses rushed to Rodney's side, picked him up, and ran forward with the adventurer team.

"Others, stay in position." A man's voice came from the cart, not loud but clear to everyone around.

The families of the adventurers stopped moving. Compared to the free and easy people of the capital, they knew how to follow orders, even though they were just commoners.

The guards at the city gate were stunned. They did not try to stop them, partly because they knew about Christopher Rodney's situation, and partly because they had never seen such a fierce charge. They felt that if they blocked the way, the other side would fight to the death. Were these border adventurers? Their master, that little girl, was different from others who hired adventurers for protection. Shouldn't she be in awe of the city gate?

To charge in for a servant, really?

Of course, more importantly, the guards knew that there were powerful guards in the city, and they were not afraid of them causing trouble.

Barry looked at the group of people who obediently waited at the city gate and had moved to the side to make way for the little girl. He said to his companion, "Maybe Christopher Rodney really found a good master. Do you think I'm embarrassing myself? I actually felt moved by this small matter. Are you laughing at me in your heart? Are you?"

"No, no, Barry, no one would laugh. Rodney is a good person. I've never heard of him bullying anyone with his position as a steward. Although his temper has been bad lately, we need to understand him. His hard times are over. A master who fights for a servant is a true noble. The Duke likes such people. I look forward to..."

Barry's companion shook his head and said.

His eyes were fixed on the group of commoners from a distant place who had moved to the side of the road. The commoners' formation was neat, with no children crying, men guarding the outer perimeter, women cleaning the vehicles, and the elderly taking care of the children.

They should be a group of people always ready for battle. They would not drag their family's warriors down. They did not need pity, they were not panicked, and they were prepared to face everything.

Where did these people come from? So strong! Is it a time of universal conscription during war?

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Nalasha didn't know what the city gate guards were thinking. She was very angry. She had just found a good steward, and someone was already bullying him.

The team's speed was not slow, but she was not satisfied. She always felt that if they were a little late, the steward's family would be harmed.

Then she waved her hand, and a pale green light with a hint of blue instantly enveloped everyone in the team, so fast that it was hard to notice.

But the adventurers who received the light still noticed that their bodies were full of strength, as if a wind was lifting them, making them run faster and jump higher.

Kellis, who was running, was stunned. Support magic? Absolutely support magic. Isn't the Miss an offensive type? She's hiding it well.

Before he could finish his thoughts, a pink light fell on them again, and they instantly found their combat class had increased by three levels.

Another white light fell, and they felt their stamina was full.

Looking at their teammates, they were all very excited.

This could only mean one thing: the Miss was casting group support magic.

A yellow light shone, and a pale yellow shield appeared around each person, providing defensive support.

The adventurers believed that if they were injured, a deep green or milky white light would fall, indicating healing support.

It was truly a blessing to have a full-range offensive and support mage who could cast all spells instantly. A powerful backer and comrade.

The master is indeed the most reliable support. She is not only powerful but is now fighting for one person, a newly acquired servant.

And this is not the final trump card. The Young Master hasn't acted yet. Who knows what his final survival technique is? Christopher Rodney, your luck is too good. We spent a long time in the desert before following the master. You've only been with her for a few days?

Rodney had no time to analyze others' thoughts. He was scared stiff. Charging into the capital, followed by a series of magical lights, this couldn't be from chanting spells, there wasn't enough time. But Miss, why did you chant the full spell to create a water ball back then?

It turns out that the small water ball back then was all fake.

Is the goddess of luck watching over me? A simple trip in the cart led me to my current master. The master is powerful, but why do I feel warmth not from the master's power, but from the place the master is heading?

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In the Celeste capital, traffic accidents only involve collisions. On the main streets of the capital, the main lanes are for vehicles, pedestrians walk on the sides, and there are underground passages.

The underground passages connect both sides of the road and are also the entrances to shelters during wars or disasters.

If you are hit by a vehicle on the main road, regardless of your identity, you cannot receive legal support from the principality.

However, the situation on the streets now is different from what people usually see.

A cart pulled by a turod beast was racing at high speed, followed by a group of people emitting combat auras. The speed of this group gave the impression that they were not running too fast but flying too low.

The turod beast was sprinting over a short distance, and any horses or other animals in front of it would be very frightened and move out of the way.

Behind the turod beast, a group of people burst with combat auras and followed.

They jumped over other people's vehicles, used the momentum to move forward, and their bodies were glowing with various lights.

One of them even picked up a child who had fallen on the pedestrian path and gave the child a candy, making the child unsure whether to cry or smile.

Is this a drill in the capital? Is this a test of road conditions? Who are they?

Everyone who saw them was thinking, because this didn't look like a terrorist attack. Do terrorists help children?

Amid the surprise and confusion of the crowd, Nalasha's team finally arrived at Edmund Square.

Christopher Rodney saw his wife and child sitting behind a square guard. A few people with combat auras were helplessly guarding them, and the guards' cold eyes kept them from getting closer.

Rodney breathed a sigh of relief because there was plenty of food around his wife and child. These were samples left by merchants promoting their hotel products in the square.

There was even a large umbrella, with the words "Hald Chamber of Commerce, Caring for You in Every Corner" written on it.

It was a chamber of commerce for women and children's products.

Rodney suddenly felt that it was a sin not to buy things for his wife and son from this chamber, even though the prices of Hald Chamber of Commerce products were slightly higher.