The hall was littered with rolls, boxes and barrels used as stools, and food.

The smell of sweat, rotting flesh and moldy food filled the room.

Obviously, this mercenary group has been stationed here for a long time.

Sherlock and Starfire glanced at each other, and both noticed the oddity.

This is a tomb that has been dusty for many years, and if there is food in it, it has long since rotted.

And according to the orc just now, they never went out after they came in.

So where does this food come from?

NPCs don't have backpacks, and it's impossible to carry so much food and even alcohol with them when they're out and about.

The only possibility is storage space, but who would be so local tyrant to hide so much food in storage space and keep it for the winter?

All kinds of evidence proved that the orcs could, or at least were, free to enter and leave the space.

As for why he wanted to hide it, it would depend on what the next leader was going to say.

"Adventurer, I am the leader of the Taugbaili mercenary group, you can call me Savella." An orc sat down on a barrel and said to the crowd, "I don't know why you're here. ”

The crowd repeated what they had said about dealing with the orc.

After repeatedly confirming that the group was not hostile, the orcs spoke frankly about the current predicament of their group.

The barrier on the door that everyone had just passed through didn't last long, and the only person who knew how to lay it out had already died.

And once that endless group of undead creatures invaded, there was absolutely no chance of them surviving.

The only way out now is to find a key in Morrel's Tomb, the one that opens the portal to the main material plane.

"Adventurer, if you can bring that key back, I can teach you how to use it, and before that, you can rest in my camp." The orc said generously.

This is a piggybacking mission, because Sherlock and Soto are always going to visit Morrell's tomb anyway.

It's the dragon girl, they just need to find the missing half-elf girl.

"Commander Saveira, I would like to ask if anyone has been missing near that stone ring from time to time lately, and I wonder if any of your people have found it." Starfire asked.

"A few days ago, my scout did say that he saw the undead with a few people to the mausoleum." After saying that, Savella ignored them and left the hall and went upstairs alone.

The second and third levels of the garrison were Savera's personal domain, and only his closest orcs could go up.

The rest of the mercenary group and Sherlock and his party could only rest on the first floor.

Speaking of which, this Taugbaili mercenary group can be regarded as full of talents, among the hundreds of members, orcs, half-orcs, and goblins all have levels, all of which are around level 50, and there are more than a dozen of them with second-order professions.

Strangely, these second-order classes are all orcs.

According to the orc who led the way, the old leader before was an orc warlock, no matter how stupid the other party was, it was impossible for a group of half-orcs to have such a strong strength.

"I found out that Taugbaili means pure-blood, racial glory in orc language." Violet said in the team channel.

"Sure enough, there's something wrong with this Savera, I don't believe that a racist orc warlock would let a half-orc take his place."

"That's right, a warlock who can set up an enchantment is obviously not a stupid person, and the chances of dying in battle before his men die are too slim"

"And they should have the ability to travel back and forth between the two planes, why hide it."

"Those who are missing, I also suspect that they are not in Morrell's tomb at all, otherwise it makes no sense that those undead creatures will kill us as soon as they see us."

"You mean ......"

"Those who are missing are probably in this tower." Sherlock and Starfire said in unison.

After deliberate training, Sherlock's current analytical ability has greatly improved, and he can no longer only nod yes after Feng Erzhong and Tamu as before.

What surprised him was that Starfire, a light-armored warrior, was unexpectedly in tune with him.

"Ah, Brother Xinghuo, you are so powerful, you can think of so many at once." Violet lay on Xinghuo's back, hugged the other party's neck, and said with adoration on her face.

"Nothing, Sherlock said a lot, too." The human warrior said modestly, scratching his head shyly.

The dog food that the two of them seemed to be afraid of obviously caused some people's unhappiness.

"Cut, what's the big deal." Soto said something in his heart, and immediately withdrew his envious eyes.

Seeing the déjà vu, Sherlock couldn't help but laugh, then took out two bottles of wine from his backpack and handed them over: "Come, toast to us the same feeling at the moment." ”

"Ninjas have always been different." Soto spoke beautifully, drank the wine more refreshingly, and blew off a bottle with a bang.

"Well, it's good that he was given the cheapest rye wine." Sherlock was glad he hadn't taken out his good wine, and in his own way, it was enough to drink rye wine like the middle two winds.

Okay, now that we've analyzed the situation, it's time to act.

"Otherwise, let's just take this mercenary group, and we won't have to guess." Daenerys was not good at dealing with overly complicated situations, but now that she is not in a good mood, her thoughts are more direct.

However, this idea is straightforward, but it is also a good idea.

With the combined strength of the five of them, the possibility of wanting to wipe out this mercenary group is quite high.

I'm afraid that if I lose this group of NPCs that could have been a helper, there will be a lot of unnecessary trouble in the next exploration.

After all, since the system has set up such a group of people here, it must mean that it can play a certain role, even a vital role, in some places.

The most obvious point is that if the orcs really knew how to get out of the whole castle, they would not be killing themselves if they rashly killed each other.

"Then I'll go upstairs and find out." Soto said confidently.

"Yes, but tens of millions of others have found out." Sherlock knows a thing or two about the thief's ability to conceal.

"Don't worry."

Soto was about to leave after speaking, but was pulled by Xinghuo, "You just left, we have one less person here, and we will definitely attract their attention, Ah Zi." ”

"Understood." Violet answered, "Come, let my Vivien take a sip." ”