Chapter two hundred and thirty-six, go to the tavern

When Isriel heard what cold Nebula said, she almost fell off her horse. This was the result of all the time she had spent grinding her lips. Although the cold Nebula had not said it all, Isriel knew, if the cold nebula character can say such words, then certainly will not make the unnecessary sacrifice.

"Well, my dear, " Isreal said excitedly, "you know better. In that case, I'll take your chance. But tell me, where do we start? "

"Tavern... " the cold Nebula said affirmatively.

"TAVERNS? TAVERNS are the places to look for clues? Does the high priest like to drink? " ISRIEL asked, puzzled by the cold Nebula's need to start with the taverns.

Cold Nebula smiled and shook his head, "Of course not, " he said. "To investigate a matter, or to search for a person, without any clues, one must go to the place where information flows most, and the tavern happens to be one of those places. What do you think everyone's doing in the pub?"

Hearing Cold Nebula's question, Isriel replied, "of course you drink when you gather in a tavern. No one goes there to farm or hunt. "

Cold Nebula shook his head again and said with a smile: "going to a pub is drinking, of course, but people do two other things when they drink. "

On hearing cold Nebula say that there are two other things people do when they drink in a pub, Isreal's face suddenly turned a little red, for she thought of the hostesses in the pub...

The Cold Nebula, which was waiting for Esriel's answer, saw that Esriel had not answered his question for a long time. It quickly turned to Esriel, who was riding on his horse, and found that Esriel was full of rosy fancies, so immediately rolled his eyes, embarrassed cough twice: "COUGH! "

Hearing the cough of the Cold Nebula, isriel quickly recovered himself, and opened his mouth to the cold Nebula and asked, "well... what... what two things... "

Cold Nebula shook his head, could not help rolling his eyes, heart: "This woman is thinking what Ah! Mind is full of that kind of thing... "

But under, cold Nebula had to open mouth to say: "IS CHATS AND BRAGS! Like this we can hear the news which we need! Do you think? "

"I. . . I thought it was boasting and talking... " said Isreal, blushing with shame and looking down.

As the Cold Nebula leads Isreal's horse off the drawbridge and to the gate of the city, it is immediately shocked by the sheer size and prosperity of the city.

The Cold Nebula could not have imagined... that such a massive gate could have been carved from the entire mountain. In other words, the entire city of Vikrama was literally taken from the top of a mountain.

Standing at the gate of the city, feeling the cold Nebula of the mountain wind, I began to picture in my mind the process of building this mountain city...

First, the entire peak of the city of Vikrama must be cut off, and then the central area must be dug down until the gap between the city and the wall is large enough, the construction of the city of Vicrama can only be completed by digging a huge cave from the wall in the direction of the mountain near the fortress and by building a terrace in a prominent position in front of the cave.

Looking at the amazing architectural attainments before us, it is hard to imagine how many years it would take to build such a huge mountain city in an age when everything depends on manpower and animal power?

Looking at the cold nebula standing there staring at everything in front of him, sitting on his horse, Israel opened his mouth to the cold Nebula and said, "what's the matter, my little one? Don't you have enough eyes? "? You see how powerful the Duchy of Vikrama is? It doesn't matter. Anyone arriving in Vicrama for the first time will look just like you. Exclamation, exclamation this city builds of is really wonderful work."

As Israel puts it, the words masterwork are a perfect description of Vicrama.

Looking around, the cold nebula began, "how long has this city of Vikrama been built? "

Listening to the Cold Nebula, Israel thought for a moment, he opened his mouth to the cold Nebula and said, "maybe more than one thousand, five hundred years. I can't remember exactly how long. I read it in a wind and nature book when I was a kid. It was about the construction of the city of Vikram. It was very detailed, but I didn't like it very much. "

Having said that, Isreal opened her mouth again to the cold Nebula and asked, "why, my dear, why did you suddenly remember to ask that question? "

The Cold Nebula shook its head in silence. Instead of answering ISRIEL's question, it said in its heart, "One thousand, five hundred or three years to build a city, it seems the world doesn't have as many dynasties as this, or as many cold weapon battles, that would be devastating for such a magnificent building. "

No longer thinking about the city of Vikrama, cold Nebula and Israel finally enter the center of the city of Vikrama, after passing through a long, cavernous doorway.

Once inside the city, Isriel jumped off his horse, walked over to the cold Nebula, and spoke to the cold Nebula. "civilians are not allowed to ride horses in the city of Vikram, " Isriel said

The Cold Nebula turned to look at Isriel beside it, "But you're not a commoner, " he said, puzzled. "Aren't you a fighter? You said that the Duchy of Vikrama is polite to fighters. Can't you even ride a horse? "

Israel rolled his eyes at the words of cold Nebula, he opened his mouth and said to Leng Xingyun, "OF COURSE NOT! Not to mention riding a horse, in this town as my sister, there is nothing wrong with riding a dragon, only, it's all for you! Keep a low profile, keep a low profile! "

After hearing ISRIEL's words, cold nebula quickly began to retort: "Is it really for me? Why do I get the feeling that you are only pretending to be a commoner because you are afraid of trouble... "

"Well... even if... even if that were the case... then... it would be because of you that it's bigger! Hum! " Isreal blushed as she was pricked in the back of her head by the Cold Nebula

The Cold Nebula had no choice but to smile at Isreal's insistence, "Miss Israel, " she said, laughing, "it doesn't seem like your first time in Vicrama. You must know it well, and now you will show me the way to the most prosperous part of it. "

Although the Cold Nebula had felt a sudden surge of people since it had entered the city, and though it had not yet reached the point where it was crowded to the point where it was impossible to move, watching the people walking and stopping in the midst of the city, cold Nebula still thinks this person is really a bit too many.

Of course, the word "too much" here is also relative, relative to the former nature reserve of the wild faeries in Sukaramah, relative to the former woodland of the elves, and relative to the small towns and villages that we passed before, there are too many people in Vikram. But it's nothing compared to what cold Nebula has seen in cloud city.

Disappointed that the cold Nebula was not so heavily populated this time, Isreal had to go ahead and lead the cold Nebula to the most bustling shopping district in the town of Vikrama -- The district of Leiden.

The Cold Nebula followed Isriel with its horses, and when they crossed the Central Avenue in the very center of the city, they made their way along a winding path. Perhaps unfamiliar with the architecture of the world, Cold Nebulae are now even somewhat disoriented.

Although there is no way to know the current position, but the cold nebula vaguely feel that their side of the people who come and go is more and more.

I don't know if it's because these people in a hurry aren't interested in themselves, or because for some reason, cold Nebula was worried that he was suddenly found this kind of thing, presumably not going to happen.

When the crowd had become as impassable as the commercial streets of cold Nebula posterity, "HERE WE ARE! " Isreal turned to the Cold Nebula. "It is the largest and most prosperous business district of Vklamar City, Florida. There is nothing you can't buy, only what you can't think of. "

Upon entering the Leiden district, cold Nebula was immediately taken aback by a number of wandering entertainers and bards on the street. On a vacant lot that had just entered the Leiden district, there were no fewer than a dozen such parties, some with balls under their feet, his mouth is on fire, it seems to have some Kung Fu look, there are holding a smaller than the guitar on the Violin, there are very intoxicated singing, listening to the contents of the songs, should be in the praise of the Great Vicrama.

After a long look around, the Cold Nebula finally spotted a pub not too far ahead of itself, and it looked pretty good.

Then the cold nebula looked up at once and spoke to Isriel in front of him. "Miss Isriel, how about going to the tavern together? "?

Hearing the cold Nebula's question, Isreal gave the cold Nebula a blank look and said, "if I don't sit with you for a while, where do you want me to go? "

Cold Nebula led the horse that Isriel was riding through the frolicking crowd to the modest looking tavern on a two story stone house in the middle of the area, with a few small windows open, even in the middle of the day, the tavern is still lit by candles, but there is such a flavor.