Chapter 140: Aria's Departure

At the same time, Aria also formally bid farewell to Field.

She was going to fulfill her mission, even though the contract had not yet been completed for two months.

"The inheritance of the ancient dragon is about to begin, and I must rush over." Aria forced out an ugly smile, and then, like a magic trick, she conjured up a gorgeous potion bottle, "Remember the black dragon we killed? I condensed their blood, maybe it will be useful to you."

"Well...thank you." Field knew that it was useless to keep him, so he handed over a letter, "In exchange, you accept this, there is a certificate of one thousand gold coins, and my handwritten letter. If you encounter a difficult enemy, give him this letter."

"Oh?" Aria opened the letter curiously and read, "Field Ross, the Lord of the Night Territory, requires you to release Comrade Aria immediately. If you dare to disobey, you will be killed even if you are far away."

"Anyway, take it easy, my dear daughter." Field patted Aria's head, "If you come back, don't forget to come to the Night Territory."

Aria nodded obediently: "Okay, I will."

The soldiers were also very sad.

"Take care, Lord Aria."

"Wuwuwu, I can only eat pig food from now on."

Aria was silent for a moment, put the envelope away taciturnly, and waved to everyone.

Then, she left everyone's sight and disappeared completely on the horizon.

"We will meet again in the future." Field had an inexplicable intuition.

After bidding farewell to Aria, everyone had no time to be sad, but followed Lei Ying day and night to arrive at Viscount Lucius's territory. And saw the last and largest city occupied by the rebels: Nogaisk.

The governor's army has surrounded the rebels' lair.

Outside the city are all counterweight catapults, boulders two or three people high, or burning barrels, constantly crossing the sky and throwing in.

"Boom boom boom!"

Various gorgeous fighting spirits, magic and magic skills keep hitting the city.

There are explosions everywhere. From a distance, the city is like a purgatory on earth, with corpses and collapsed buildings everywhere.

"The Holy Light will protect you, lost children."

A dozen nuns from the church, led by a priest, prayed for everyone.

Just as Field set up the tent, he turned around and was sprinkled with holy water. He wiped his face and was speechless, but he had to say politely: "Thank you very much for your blessing."

"You're welcome. We respect the soldiers who defend our country. Wherever there are lost lambs, there are us."

The priest walked around the territory with a heartless pace, looked around for a long time, and saw Field frowning and unhappy, so he left as if nothing had happened.

"These guys seem to be watching my defense?" Rubbing his chin, Field pondered: "I don't know why, seeing those curvaceous nuns reminds me of someone."

To be on the safe side, Field asked everyone to set up camp again, set up chevaux de frise around the territory, and set up crossbows on high places.

Field dismantled this heavy crossbow from the wall of the Screaming Fortress, but unfortunately he only managed to grab one, which was pulled by four horses.

After everything was done, the sky had already darkened.

"Hi! Baron Field, you are finally here." Knight Laurent and five knights rode over on war horses of different colors and greeted Field enthusiastically, "I am very happy to meet you. After this battle, I must treat you to champagne!"

Field was shocked and sweated coldly. This sentence was a death declaration. When watching TV dramas before, whoever said the line "After this battle, I will go home and get married" would definitely die, and bring bad luck to the people around him.

"Captain, the car is ready."

"There's nothing to be afraid of."

"Wait for me to come back, I will definitely come back alive."

Field said three death declarations in a row as a hedge, and then wiped the cold sweat: "I am also very happy to see you."

"You are a day late, otherwise you can see a shocking show." Laurent jumped off the warhorse and walked side by side with Field. He gestured with joy, "Just yesterday, the rebels killed a fourth-level God Chosen! Can you believe it? Fourth level!"

"The rebels are so powerful." Field widened his eyes in surprise, deeply surprised, "Fourth-level God Chosen, plus the rest of the God Chosen, this strength can be canonized as an earl, right? They actually rioted, it's hard to understand, what are they trying to do."

According to the existing information, it is very difficult for the God Chosen to advance. Rosaria's advancement to the second level can cause such a commotion. To be able to cultivate a fourth-level God Chosen, the rebels should have a very deep foundation.

Field looked around unnoticeably, and felt a chill on his back. How come there are few safe places in this empire?

There must be a traitor funding them! And that traitor is not small.

"I don't know what they are after, maybe for excitement. But it is worth mentioning that the coalition also sacrificed a second-level God's Chosen, she came from Rick Province, and his lord also died soon after."

Laurent took off his helmet. According to the law and etiquette, when talking about the death of the God's Chosen and the nobles, he had to take off his hat to express his condolences: "The Empire will remember your contribution, and your glory will turn into griffin feathers to protect the Queen's people."

Field didn't wear a helmet, but he also read it.

"I didn't expect that after the God's Chosen died in battle, the lord also died in battle. It's really tragic." Field sighed.

Laurent waved his hand with a look of "Why do you think so?", "That's not the case. It's true that the Chosen One died in battle. But her lord got drunk and fell headfirst into horse manure and was choked to death."

"Well, you don't have to tell me the truth. I want to be serious for a while."

"I really want to have my own Chosen One." This time it was Laurent's turn to sigh, "Without the Chosen One, it's really hard to move forward. I long to get the title of Baron and revive the glory of my family."

Field shrugged, "Let's find one."

After saying this, Field realized that it was really hard to find a Chosen One. A big city like Golden Eagle City will only have one in a dozen years, and only the capital of the empire can have one every two to three years.

What's worse is that the cities that can produce the Chosen One are all controlled by big families. The probability of the Chosen One appearing in villages and small towns is very small.

"It's difficult~" Laurent sighed.

"Don't worry, I don't have it either." Field shamelessly comforted, "I'm already a baron, but I still don't have it. So relax and enjoy life."

"I hope you can find your chosen one." Laurent generously gave his blessing.

As soon as he finished speaking, a green dot suddenly appeared on the small map.

"???"