The quarrel was not very disturbing, but it made people so angry that they couldn't calm down. As soon as they asked casually, they knew that the person who drank too much was drunk again and was drunk in the hotel.

While the king had not given a reply, Chen Yaogang and others set up their place to investigate separately according to the plan.

Chen Yaogang came to the canal dock of Sarenhein: "You are Maschif, are we? We want to ask about sailing."

Maschif sat on the bridge pile, smoking his pipe and waved his hand: "Do you want to go to sea? Sorry, now there are monsters in the ocean rivers and the city blockages. In the past few months, I have witnessed several shipwrecks. Even if it is the flood season, we cannot risk going to sea."

After saying that, Maschif pointed to the filthy liquid flowing out of the sewer entrance: "Here, even the sewer is a monster. Every now and then, some corpses and carrion rushed out of the fence. No one was willing to do these hard, tiring and dangerous dredging work."

"The important water source of Sarenhein has been polluted, and the places near the water are always stinking, which leads to monsters in the river. Before all disasters are over, I will stay here with my beloved Coral Pearl and never go anywhere. If you plan to accept the reward mission, there are several entrances to the sewer - it is best not to let me see your body appear in the stinky ditch, which would make me feel very sorry."

Chen Yaogang was not surprised by Maschif's rejection. He came to the office of Grave, the captain of the garrison team of the city, and stood on the reward board to carefully study the current situation of the town: "Hello, Saenhein's garrison team captain, I am Chen Yaogang, a druid who traveled here. I heard that you are in trouble and are about to talk to you about what is happening now."

"Druid?" Grave looked at Chen Yaogang suspiciously. The barbarian in fur armor did not look like those mysterious primitive shamans from the forest.

However, Grave had heard about the ambush team and accepted Chen Yaogang skeptically: "Okay, no matter who you are, no matter where you are from, the first thing I want to advise you is not to cause trouble in the city. If you have any energy to vent your energy, I recommend you to do a reward mission."

Chen Yaogang asked tentatively: "We are here to pursue the Lord of the Pseudo-God."

After hearing this name, Grave stopped what he was doing. After the two exchanged some information, he said seriously: "It seems that you are indeed people from the West. Your suspicion is not wrong. Recently, some people have been crazy about the prophecy of the doomsday and inciting people to join the doomsday carnival and enjoyment team. Among the troublemakers we captured, some are believers of the Pseudo-God Lord."

"The Lord of the Pseudo-God is actually an ancient mysterious church. They claim that humans can use research and research to carry out revolutions and realize the dream of sublimation of all mankind. But in my opinion, the group of overeating little bastards are just going crazy... They are studying some dangerous ancient taboo magic, with people in various countries."

Grave said with his hips: "Although that's the case, things are prioritized. I think a group of sad believers is not a serious matter. After all, we have the imperial trials, the legend of the Holy Sword and the legend of the Pharaohs, and their background is far from each other. It's just that more and more things make people less and less hands, and the broken parts of the Sarnehein wall have not been repaired. If you are really a druid, if you can help make some wood, I think the architects will thank you very much."

Chen Yaogang asked, "How big is the broken wall? Even if I am a druid, I can't summon a forest with my bare hands, let alone I heard about the Assassin Brotherhood. People here are always very nervous and troubled about using magic to transform the environment. Without the approval of the king or others, I would not have been able to rashly use my strength to serve you."

"What you said makes sense, but His Majesty the King is probably not free - he handles government affairs during the day and trains at night. In order to deal with the upcoming trial of the emperor's maze, he can rest well in less than a few hours a day. He is so tired that he is almost overworked! If you are more tactful, you should go to the square in the city to see the expressions of those people. They are really not too serious to watch the fun. If the death king who has been resurrected from the dead can change Sarenhein, why should we work hard to work hard?"

"Is the situation serious? Why do you need to re-select the king at this time?" Chen Yaogang asked, but another thing came to mind: If he had been exposed when he entered the trial maze, the identity of the Holy Sword Envoy was exposed, would it lead to the originally chaotic Sword Envoy becoming even more confused?

After all, a warrior who can pass through the maze and draw out the holy sword is the ideal heir to the previous kings of the Lion Empire. As long as Chen Yaogang touches the review line... it will make people feel unreluctantly suspicious: Why did a barbarian appear in the Lion Empire and compete for the throne at such a critical moment?

Grave couldn't help but start sighing. He seemed to have endless bitterness and pressure to express: "Of course, I heard from Jid that you just came to the city gate and didn't understand the actual situation, right? In fact, after our "Dead King" was resurrected, he immediately summoned a group of mummy troops and used his own methods to protect the city gate."

"Although I know that the former kings were kind-hearted, the living and the dead really couldn't get along! Not to mention the daily drinking water source, even the cleanliness and hygiene problems in life are very difficult. A large number of dead people pouring into the city blockades will also cause a fatal plague, and the nesting activities of scarabs will also accelerate the deterioration of Saenhein's land."

Chen Yaogang continued: "The trial problem of the former king has not been solved yet, but the trouble has accumulated to the point where I don't know where to deal with it. In the past few months... have you done nothing and just watched it happen?"

Grave shrugged: "There is no way. The newly built royal capital area is occupied by the dead king. We can only retreat to the ancient city area without provoking the Mao old king. Before the real king is screened out, we must obey the will of the old king. If we are judged as a traitor by the other party, we will be captured and transformed into mummy soldiers."

"All this is really crazy, just like a flood in history... The emperor-level undead natural disaster that we have never thought about has erupted, and we are helpless and have no solution. So many people want to take the opportunity to challenge the emperor's maze. As long as they can come out alive, they can become powerful candidates for the throne!"
Chapter completed!