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Lorenz, Strom.

After three days of repairs by the military craftsmen, the city streets have basically returned to their former appearance.

When the First Knights launched their surprise attack and captured Strømsgod, the fighting wasn't particularly intense, so the number of damaged buildings wasn't excessive.

It was the height of the day, and the spring sun in the desert was exceptionally scorching.

In a small tavern on a street corner, Ye Xiao sat in the corner of the hall, holding a newspaper and drinking honey beer while waiting quietly.

He used a few simple system makeup tools to disguise himself as Baron Anshap Kalon, a character he had previously impersonated.

As per the agreement he made with Zhou Lixun, the secret agent of the Principality, he had been keeping watch in this tavern for the past two days, but had not yet seen the person who was supposed to meet him.

The duchy's army withdrew, but those spies shouldn't have left so easily.

Could it be that the defeat in the war made that guy realize he had too many problems and regret his decision?

Ye Xiao's eyes were on the tabloid, but his peripheral vision was observing the other patrons in the tavern's lobby.

Most of these people were discussing the war that had taken place a few days ago. Since no fierce siege had broken out in Strømsgoddom, the lives of the residents here had not been severely disrupted.

"But prices are skyrocketing these days. I saw the bread at the shop next door was three copper coins yesterday, but it's four today."

One drinker complained after gulping down a bottle of wine.

"It's already pretty good. I heard that Her Majesty the Holy Maiden has issued an order, and the Knights Templar are helping to repair the roads in the city. The first batch of supplies from Oasis City will arrive in a couple of days, so at least we won't have to worry about food and drink."

His partner, with his arm draped over the back of the chair, said with a smile.

“We were lucky. You didn’t see how fierce the fighting was at Sandbar Fortress. If the defensive battle had been held in Strømsgodset, at least the old house my father left me would definitely be gone.”

"Hey, of course I know that. The night of the battle was like an earthquake, who could sleep? My bed almost fell apart."

"The sky to the east was as bright as day, and the shells were booming louder than thunder. I was so scared that I hid under the table and didn't dare to come out."

"Hahaha, then you really are a coward."

A group of people burst into laughter, and the air was filled with the smell of alcohol.

Ye Xiao's gaze lingered on that group of people for a moment, then moved past them and locked onto another man wearing a travel cloak at the table opposite them.

He had actually seen the person three minutes earlier, but hadn't noticed anything unusual, so he just kept a watchful eye on him.

But the wine glass that guy left on the table is still full, which is a bit strange.

So he decisively got up, walked around the bustling crowd from the edge of the hall, and sat down at that table.

"Three minutes, not bad."

As soon as Ye Xiao sat down, the cloaked figure spoke.

"Ok?"

Ye Xiao raised an eyebrow, only to see the other person's face, hidden under a dark green hood, slightly lifted.

It turned out to be a young girl with orange-red curly hair and the same color pupils, and a round, oval face that looked quite youthful.

"Nice to meet you. You must be the newcomer he was talking about?"

For some reason, the other person's tone of voice seemed to be deliberately emphasizing a mature demeanor.

Newbie?

Ye Xiao was taken aback at first, then realized that the identity Zhou Lixun had given him must be that of a "newcomer" who wanted to join the company.

"Can't you come up with a better title?" Ye Xiao was speechless, but could only accept it helplessly.

"Yes, Zhou..."

"Shh! Use your code name when you're outside,"

The other party interrupted Ye Xiao, "How did you even pass the trial? You have absolutely no professionalism."

"Um, but I don't know his code name."

“'Young master,' remember this, I won’t say it a second time.”

The girl twitched her nose.

"clear."

Ye Xiao compared the information with the information given to him by the Loren spy in his mind, and it was indeed Zhou Lixun's player ID. "So, how should I address you?"

"You! You should use respectful language when addressing your seniors!"

"...How should I address you?"

Ye Xiao's lips twitched.

"That's right,"

The girl raised her chin. "My name is 'Mo Feng,' you can call me 'Sister Feng'... oh no, that's not a good way to address me. You can call me 'Boss Feng,' you know? I'm your senior and superior. Once you join the company, I'll be in charge of protecting you."

"..."

For some reason, Ye Xiao suddenly regretted coming to this little tavern.

"Okay, Boss Feng, so what should I do next?"

"Where's your name? It's rude of you to only ask others to introduce you and not introduce yourself!"

“Ah, I thought Mr. Zhou… told you that my name is Anshapkalong.”

"What a strange nickname,"

The girl raised one eyebrow and lowered the other, her expression quite varied. "Can't you come up with a nickname that's easier to pronounce?"

"But that's my name..."

"Eh……?"

The girl seemed to suddenly remember something, "Oh, right, I almost forgot you're an indigenous person. Sigh, how come I'm the one with the indigenous name... Oh well, okay then, I'll call you Kalon from now on."

Ye Xiao shrugged, indicating that it was nothing to do.

"Is there anything else you need to prepare? If not, let's set off first. There are Loren's spies everywhere here, and there are caravans outside the city gates. We'll go to the border from there first, and it will be much easier to get to the Kingdom of Doum afterward."

The girl was quite decisive; she pushed the wine glass in her hand to Ye Xiao and then stood up.

Ye Xiao subconsciously took the glass, then paused, "Um, I understand you want to get going... but why are you pushing your own drink onto me?"

"Because I don't drink alcohol."

The other party said confidently.

……

After leaving the tavern, the spy girl led Ye Xiao straight across the main street toward the south city gate.

Ye Xiao was curious about what methods the other party planned to use to leave the city, but he saw that the other party walked straight towards a group of guards at the gate.

During wartime, city gates are always heavily guarded. As soon as the guards saw this suspicious person wearing a cloak, they decisively reached out to stop him, asking, "Who are you? Where are you going? Let me see your pass."

“We are residents of Shabu Town, and we came to Strømsgodset to buy some food to take back. This is our pass.”

As the girl spoke, she took a piece of white paper out of her pocket and handed it to the guard.

When Ye Xiaochu saw this, she thought the girl had taken the wrong thing, since it didn't seem impossible based on their conversation just now.

Unexpectedly, the guard took the blank paper, carefully examined the non-existent words on it, and then returned it to the girl, nodding, "Alright, go ahead."

Illusionist?

Now Ye Xiao understood why this guy was a spy; it seemed the company was quite good at recruiting talent.

The sun shines high, and the yellow wind howls.

Before long, the two arrived outside the city, found a carriage that had been waiting for them on a hillside, boarded it, and slowly headed west into the desolate desert.

Chapter Seventy-Three: Secret Agents' Search

After a half-day journey, the convoy finally arrived at Shabu Town, a remote town on the western border of Xinjiang, before sunset.

This place has also been taken over by the Imperial army, but because it is far from the main battlefield in the north, the Loren army only stationed a few small detachments here to keep watch.

Despite the small number of people, the routine checkpoints still existed, but they were practically useless to Miss Mofeng, who was skilled in illusion magic.

The convoy the two were traveling in was not actually company spies in disguise, but rather a small merchant caravan.

The caravan was led by a kind-looking old lady, whom Miss Mofeng seemed to know well, and they even chatted for a few minutes along the way.

After entering the town, the caravan took them to a local tavern for lodging. This place was located deep in the desert, desolate and remote. After the sun went down, there was not a single firelight to be seen for miles around except for this town, so few people would continue their journey after dark.

Fortunately, taverns are often the liveliest places in the area. The desert chill at night is no less than in winter, so everyone sits around a table near the fireplace, drinking, eating, and chatting.

For ordinary people around the world, the way to pass the time on a long journey is probably through small gatherings like these.

The elderly woman leading the group warmly invited Ye Xiao and his companion to join them. Ye Xiao had expected Miss Mo Feng to cautiously decline, but to his surprise, she readily accepted the invitation.

"I mean...we're supposed to be in a rather special position, so wouldn't it be a bit inappropriate for us to join in this kind of fun?"

Ye Xiao could only whisper a reminder.

"What's the big deal? Drink and chat without worry. The mission is the mission. As long as we're careful not to mess things up, there's no need to be on edge all the time."

Miss Mo Feng simply waved her hand dismissively, then grabbed Ye Xiao's sleeve and joined the merchants' drinking party.

And this guy was indeed as lively as she appeared, chatting and boasting familiarly with a group of people at the table. His big, smug look made him seem nothing like a spy from an enemy country.

In a way, this might also be the art of disguise.

Ye Xiao observed but did not say anything, just quietly eating his meal. However, he overheard the conversation of the other people in the caravan, who all called Miss Mo Feng "Irina" and believed that she and he were friends of the old lady who led the caravan.

"I heard that Miss Irina, you are planning to travel to the central part of the continent?"

A slightly older merchant asked, "There's war going on everywhere these days, and I've even heard there's a strange plague raging in the central part of the continent. It might not be safe to go there now, would it?"

"There's nothing I can do. After all, that's my hometown. After living in Loren for so many years, the more turbulent the times are, the more I want to be with my family."

Miss Mofeng skillfully crafted the story.

"Sigh, it seems you've had a tough time too. Is this your uncle over here?"

The old merchant then looked at Ye Xiao and asked.

Hearing this, Ye Xiao's lips twitched involuntarily. He looked at the orange-red-haired girl next to him, who was almost unable to hold back her laughter, and he was speechless.

Although she knew it was because the disguised Baron Caron didn't look young, Ye Xiao still felt a little depressed that she was treated as an "uncle" at the tender age of eighteen.

As he hesitated over how to answer, Miss Mofeng spoke up first, "No, don't be fooled by his appearance, he's actually my cousin."

"Cousin...?"

The old businessman's expression was quite complicated, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated. In the end, he managed to keep his words to himself and picked up his wine glass.

"Cough, cheers! This toast is to wish Irina and her cousin a safe journey!"

"Okay, cheers!"

"cheers!"

The fire sizzled in the fireplace, casting a warm glow on everyone's faces.

Just then, the tavern door was suddenly pushed open by a group of people.

They were Loren soldiers clad in light leather armor. The captain at the head of the group strode into the house, his voice booming: "Excuse me for interrupting your enjoyment, but we have received a report that suspicious individuals have recently entered the town. We suspect they may be spies from the duchy. We request your assistance in conducting a search."

"what?"

"Isn't it?"

The patrons in the lobby had some complaints, but such things were not uncommon in a small town on the border of war.

So after complaining a couple of times, they obediently put down their glasses and waited for the soldiers to come and inspect them.

Ye Xiao was also somewhat surprised. He didn't know if it was a coincidence or if Loren's intelligence network was really that exaggerated. He and Miss Mo Feng had only just entered the town in the evening, yet they had already been tracked down.

As he pondered, he glanced at the girl, who remained calm and composed, showing no sign of tension, suggesting she had a plan.

Ye Xiaosui was no longer worried; if possible, he certainly didn't want to clash with his own soldiers.

The soldiers split up and checked identities one by one, and soon found Ye Xiao's table.

Upon hearing that the caravan members at this table were all from out of town and not locals, the captain personally came over and began to conduct a particularly thorough investigation.

First they checked the traveling merchant's certificate, then their proof of residence, and then they questioned them about their place of departure and destination... It must be said that, from other perspectives, these rank-and-file soldiers carried out their duties quite well.