In the shattered conference room of Winterfell, the walls that were once destroyed by the black dragon have not been restored, and this is already the best conference room in Winterfell.

A superior demon sits on a chair, surrounded by only the rudimentary candles as a means of illumination, and Winterfell, which has lost the core of its dungeon, is now in complete darkness.

"I don't know." The superior demon sitting in the chair said in a very calm tone.

"W-What?" The onion head city lord's first reaction was whether he had heard it wrong, and asked repeatedly:

"Wait a minute, Lord Alexander, if you don't know Master Sherlock, why did you show so much importance to that Lord Sherlock before?"

"Master Sherlock, to be exact, doesn't know me, but I know him, or I've heard of him." Sitting in a chair, Alexander hidden, continued:

"I'm coming to Winterfell this time, on the one hand, to visit on behalf of my father, and on the other hand, because I heard that Sherlock Lord is here, so I wanted to come and have a look, and as for the specific details, I'm sorry I can't reveal too much."

After Alexander finished speaking, the onion-headed city lord frowned:

"I see, Lord Alexander, may I ask you one more question?"

"Yes, absolutely."

"Where were you when the followers of the Old Gods attacked us? Don't get me wrong, I'm definitely not suspicious of you for anything, but you were in the same meeting as we were at the time, right? I have other lords, when we woke up, we were all naked, but when you appeared, you were neatly dressed......" The Onion Lord's eyes sharpened.

"Regarding this issue, I have already written a letter directly to the upper echelons of the Merchant Alliance. I know what the city lord is suspicious of, and you can rest assured that I am not from the Old God Legion. Alexander smiled and said:

"But something like this happened in Winterfell, it's a question of whether you can still be the lord of the city, I think it's more appropriate for you to care about yourself than about me, besides, I should also leave here, if you don't have a job after you leave the city lord, you can come to my father's principality, I think you are still very capable."

Alexander stood up, patted the onion-headed lord on the shoulder, and walked out.

Behind the onion head city lord, the beastman beast senior, although he looked extremely thin, still stared at Alexander in front of him with angry eyes, but unfortunately his eyes could not kill people.

As Alexander left the room, the beast fired a quick punch into the air, so fast that it made a cracking sound.

"The whole of Alexandria is so deceitful! Father-in-law, how could you be removed! Winterfell is in your hands, growing up with one hand! The beast said viciously, "If he dares to appear in front of me, I will beat him all over the ground for teeth!" ”

"Beast, ......" Onion suddenly slumped in his chair and looked at the ceiling:

"Father-in-law may not be able to take care of you anymore......"

"What? Father-in-law, what are you talking about, you have married your daughter to me, and you will be responsible for me until the moment I die! ”

The beast said with a look of horror on his face.

"Something like this happened in Winterfell, the Merchant Alliance won't let me go, and the plan for dealing with me will come down soon, in fact, I've already gotten a lot of news, and the best thing this time may be to send me to prison for labor reform." Onion continued to whisper:

"My daughter left early, the only one who can't rest assured is you, although you are not my own child, but in my opinion, it is no different from my own son, after I left, there are many people who are dissatisfied with you, and the new Lord of Winterfell will definitely not keep you, the most important thing is ...... You've got too many tricks. ”

"Handle, handle...... What the? The beast's eyes flickered, but the onion-headed city lord looked at the beast with a loving face, and motioned for the beast to kneel in front of him, and the onion-headed city lord reached out and stroked the beast's scalded bald head, and said:

"Although on the surface, you seem to be a good boy with perms, tattoos, and metal rods, but in fact I know your special hobby, and you believe in the Holy Light." As soon as the onion-headed city lord finished speaking, the beast's face had changed greatly, but the onion-headed quickly said:

"Don't worry, only you know about this matter, and the aunt who cleaned the office, my secretary, eh, and Xiao Wang in the office, and the captain of the garrison, ah, and a class reunion......"

"Father-in-law!" The beast had already knelt in front of the onion-headed city lord with a painful face, and with remorse, he said:

"I didn't mean to! Whether it was studying or believing in the Holy Light, it was all taken by those people, and once we had a friendship, and a few people said that they would take me to see good things......"

"Don't say it, I know you're still a good boy at heart, and I won't betray you, but ...... There's no way I can protect you. The onion touched the bald head of the beast and said:

"Resign, don't be in the Merchant Alliance, after your matter is exposed, the Merchant Alliance will not tolerate your ......"

"Father-in-law! You're going to save me! ”

“…… The Merchant Alliance may punish you for cutting down trees! ”

"No, I feel like I should fight to the end for the Merchant Alliance."

The beast senior suddenly looked determined, and even a little expectant.

"Bastard! You have to go! I'll help you find your next home. The onion-headed city lord suddenly took out a letter and handed it to the beast:

"Go to the dungeon of the Eternal Realm, go to that Lord Sherlock, don't think about asking for a salary, don't ask for benefits, remember to work hard every day, just include food and shelter, when I come out of prison, I will come to you, during the period, please ask Lord Sherlock to take care of you, otherwise the Merchant Alliance will definitely not let you go!"

"I see." The beast accepted the letter from the onion-headed city lord with a serious face, but the onion-headed city lord suddenly said loudly:

"Bastard! I can see what you have planned by looking at your eyes, are you planning to wait for me to be arrested, voluntarily surrender, and then go to cut down trees! Why don't you repent! ”

"Father-in-law......"

"You swear! You swear in the name of the Light! The Onion City Lord shouted viciously.

Although the beast wanted to resist, but when he saw his father-in-law's eyes, he couldn't afford to resist, he raised a hand and burst into tears:

"I, the beast, swear in the name of the Light......"

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Five days later.

Hall of the Dungeon Lords of the Eternal Kingdom.

"So...... That's why you came to me? Sherlock listened to what the beast in front of him had said, and picked up the letter that the Onion Lord had given him.

[To the most respectable Sherlock Lord - Onion Head]

"500,000 magic stones;

1,000 units of various types of ore;

1,000 units of timber;

10,000 sets of Winterfell weapons and armor;

……”

Sherlock put down the heavy fatherly letter in his hand, looked at the beastman in front of him, and stood up.

Grabbed the egg's wings, opened the door, and threw the egg.

He kindly put his arm on the beast's sweaty shoulder, then sat him down, and then said:

"Oh, I've been friends with your father-in-law for many days, although we haven't known each other for a long time, but we hit it off at first sight, it feels like beating your father-in-law when he was still in his mother's womb, we knew each other. By the way, you come to me, just like to your own home, relax and don't have any psychological burden, we here, people are very good, although there are a small number of people, may behave a little strangely, but you don't mind, you used to know that it was a big leader, I will definitely not arrange a small staff position for you, I have arranged a leadership position for you, by the way, salary, holiday things......"

The beast smiled miserably and said:

"Lord Sherlock, my father-in-law definitely can't be the Lord of Winterfell City, and if he leaves office in the future, I will probably be implicated as well, so I will soon be a wanted criminal, how can I ask for so much."

"I know, don't worry, the job I arranged for you is definitely suitable for you."

Sherlock nodded, and then took the beast and said:

"Come, I'll give you a detailed introduction to our dungeon......"

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Root-grabbing stood at the door of the Lord's Hall, and looked in the direction of the Lord's Hall with the other players on the side.

Just now, there was a beastman, riding a beetle, came to the dungeon of the Eternal Realm, the beastman looked like a dusty man, wearing a cloak, jumped off the beetle, then wrapped in a cloak, took the last bite of the uranium rod, swallowed the uranium rod in his stomach, and spit out a mushroom cloud with a tough guy expression.

Then, under the watchful eyes of the players, they walked into the dungeon.

Sherlock had already received the news and was waiting for the beastman at the door, and then went in to discuss it until now.

There are many players who speculate that this may be to prepare for the three tests of new classes and new races!

The dog egg was thrown out halfway, and then taken away by the player, and the fire set up the pot, and went to stew the dog egg, although it was said to be stewed, but in fact, it was not cooked at all, and it was simply to bathe the dog egg.

Grabbing the root treasure waited with the players over there, and after a long time, the door to the lord's hall finally opened.

I saw Lao Xia greet the beastman very affectionately and walked in front of the players, saying:

"This will be everyone's Holy Light Priest from now on! We're going to build a Chapel of Light here! Everyone applauded. ”

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