Vol 2 Chapter 862: Navoli

The Rhode speaker is unintentional, and the Akali listener intends.
Because of a small misunderstanding, Akali felt a brand new door opened. At this moment, she suddenly realized that what she lacked was never determination and courage, but a real choice in her heart.
All the time, Akali was used to judging other people's choices. She knew that it was wrong to speak hard, not to be careful, or to rob, so she left the school of equilibrium and refused the influence.
But Akali has never figured out how to be right.
Although Akali had a little vague judgment of her own, she had been collecting evidence and assassinating those traitors in accordance with this judgment, but she was still not quite sure what was right.
Strictly speaking, Akali's situation can be called "lack of clear guidelines".
Now, Rhode pointed out the problem for Akali without realizing it.
Akali fell silent again.
Rod also fell into coercion again.
After a long time, Akali seemed to have made a decision. She stood up and looked at Rhodes.
"You are going to Kalma, are you?"
"Theoretically, this is currently the case." Rod nodded. "Before there is no better goal, I really intend to meet this Ionian apocalypse."
"Exactly." Akali nodded in satisfaction. "I'm also going to visit an old friend. We'll stop by."
"???
Rhode couldn't quite figure out Akali's meaning-was this really a way down, or was it intentional?
But... this seems pretty good.
Originally according to Rod's meaning, he was going to follow Carimos' caravan to Presidian-in his plan, as long as he got on the car of the balanced sect, persuading caution was a breeze, so there were so many roads Spending some time is not a problem.
But now that the goal has become Kalmar, Rod is ready to trade and test-according to rumors, this apocalypse is the one who likes to test people the most, the ghost knows that he will have to undergo various tests by then. How much effort is delayed!
In order to leave enough time for possible trials, Rod must compress the time on the road!
In other words, Rod could not be on the same road as Kalimos.
And Kalimos and his team also realized the huge difference between himself and Rod. Old Vastaya didn’t talk about investment anymore-when Akali and Rod got rid of Sim, Kalimos Waved towards the two people, and then directly consciously embarked on the trip again.
Now, Rod can only follow Akali.
With a slight sigh, Rod extended his right hand.
"So, a pleasant journey?"
"Happy journey!"
With Akali as a guide, Rod's journey became much faster.
On the magic flying carpet, Akali distinguished the direction, while indicating the way for Rhodes to Presidian.
And Rod, who is manipulating the magic flying carpet, seems to be driving the high-speed old driver according to the navigation. The entire flying carpet is getting faster and faster!
In just four and a half days, Rhode had just crossed most of Ionia and came to Navoli, not far from Presidian!
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After arriving at Navoli, Rod intended to drive directly into Presidian, but Akali stopped him.
In Precidian, flying is not an ordinary thing-Presidian is the sacred tree of Ionia, and flying here will be considered by the Ionians to lack respect.
"Although I always felt that respect is the same thing." Speaking of this, Akali shrugged. "In the battle of Presidian, the Noxian stone cannons were all on it. "
He said so, but whether it was Rod or Akali, they chose to walk off the flying carpet and walk to Presidian.
Originally from Navoli to Presidian, this distance is not far away-even if the two people walked normally, it is only two days.
After changing to walking, Rod always felt an ominous hunch. At this moment, he only hopes that the last paragraph will not encounter any troubles-unfortunately, according to Murphy's law, if things are likely to deteriorate, regardless How small this possibility is, it will always happen.
In Navoli, because of the local martial law, they were stuck in the city and could not leave.
Martial law?
This is obviously not a general phenomenon.
You know, Navoli is the gateway to Precidian, the gateway to the most important cultural center of Ionia, and its meaning is no less than the letter to Qin and Han-and now, Navoli is under martial law.
Akali sneaked into the crowd quietly.
Within two minutes, Akali returned to Rhodes.
"I think we are in trouble." Akali frowned, "A horrific massacre took place in Navoli, and a local famous person killed himself after killing his whole family."
"..." Rod froze for a moment. "But... that's not martial law in the whole city? Is the dead a local elder?"
"Almost." Akali's tone was full of seriousness. "The murderer was the elder's elder son, who is said to be an ambitious guy."
After Akali explained the identity of the deceased, Rod finally frowned~EbookFREE.me~The death of an elder is not a simple matter-in Ionia, elders mean that there is a huge behind The clan power of the country itself must be highly respected, and an elder living in Navoli is no ordinary person in any way.
And it was such a big man who died at home inexplicably or was killed by his own son?
Rhodes has already smelled a conspiracy!
No wonder cities are martial!
"Can't we leave?" Rod looked at Akali. "Although the city is under martial law, but... this kind of blockade should not be able to block us?"
"The blockade cannot stop you and me." Akali nodded, then shook her head again, "but we can't leave."
"why?"
"Because it's no longer needed." Akali shrugged. "Except for this matter, I think whether they are my old friend or the Karma you are looking for, they should come to Navoli?"
Rod froze for a moment, then nodded.
If it is really an unknown elder of Navoli who is a spiritual leader of Ionia, Kalmar should indeed come.
"Can you tell me now, who is your old friend?"
"You should have heard of her name." There was a smile on her face under Akali's mask. "Her name is...arelia."
Daomei?
At this moment, Rod suddenly found himself in trouble, and finally found himself.