Behind the pitch-black rocks, Bond shrunk his head, and not far ahead, the stronghold of the Ogre Tribe.

"You call this a stronghold?"

Umegawa Kuko crouched beside the goblin Bond, who was one of the lucky enough to participate in the reconnaissance mission this time, and in front of Umegawa Kuko was a huge fortress surrounded by a wall more than ten meters high.

The official statement of the game,It's always been.,Stronghold.,But according to common sense.,,How do you look at it?

"Warriors, I need you to do my bidding...... What about people?! ”

Bond turned his head and looked at the players with green characters above their heads, and those players had now walked out laughing and laughing, not like they were there to scout for intelligence, but more like they were here to surrender.

"Don't shoot! We're here to join the faithful! ”

"Bad pen? Have you ever seen a gun in this game? ”

"Oh yes, don't shoot arrows! We're here to join the faithful! We come from the Eternal Kingdom Dungeon! ”

"And Winterfell!"

"We've got a lot of information for you!"

"This is the Winterfell Defense Map, let us in!"

The players shouted loudly.

Bond's head exploded with a buzz, to be honest, after more than ten years of intelligence work, Bond has never seen such a swaggering out and shouting non-stop intelligence spying, no, this is no longer intelligence spying......

"What to do? Captain Bond?! We are overshadowed by the dungeons of the Eternal Kingdom! These 100 people are all from Toucheng! Even with our Winterfell defense map! ”

"Fight with them! Captain Bond! We have to stop them! ”

Bond's men, the intelligence agents from Winterfell, were furious and wanted to rush out right now and kill all the players who were screaming.

But Bond was still very calm-headed, first of all, he judged that in such a short period of time, it was impossible for the people of the Eternal Kingdom Dungeon to obtain the latest defense map of Winterfell, and after Nicholas became the lord of the city, the defense work had already changed significantly.

In addition, even if his own people rushed out now and killed the hundred people who went out to surrender to the abominable dungeon of the Eternal Realm, it would not help, but would allow all of his own people to get into it.

This is obviously not a cost-effective thing to do, and the most important thing to do now is ......

"Retreat! Retreat immediately, they will definitely betray ours! ”

Bond gave an order, even if the other intelligence staff were dissatisfied, but they would not disobey the orders of their superiors, and soon, the well-trained Winterfell team followed closely and returned to the place where the beetle beast was hiding in the distance, and then left as fast as possible.

Before Bond left, he wrote a letter and briefly told the intelligence officers of the Eternal Kingdom Dungeon, who had collectively surrendered to the front for the first time, which is very abnormal, there is a good chance that someone is behind it, and needless to say, it is very likely to be Sherlock!

Bond wrote this letter to remind Nicholas, the lord of Winterfell, who was still in the dark, to watch out for Sherlock!

Bond took one last look at the ogre stronghold that had been thrown behind the rocks, his intelligence investigation career had never been so insulted!

But now, it must be time to leave.

Not long after Bond ordered the beetle beast to leave on the front foot, a large group of ogres on the back foot led the player to the place where the beetle beast had been hidden, but Bond had already left, and the ogres would certainly not have taken such a big risk to go after them.

As Bond expected, they were betrayed by the players in the first place!

In the words of the players:

"I dare to betray even Lao Xia, let alone a Winterfell intelligence NPC?! Chief, do you have any equipment for me? Fit for goblins! ”

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Winterfell Lord's Office.

Nicholas couldn't believe his eyes, in his hand, was a letter that had just been burned, and it was written about the sudden situation that happened at the gate of the ogre stronghold not long ago, and the intelligence officers of the dungeon of the Eternal Realm had collectively surrendered!

If the person who wrote the letter was either confirmed to be a senior intelligence officer, who could be called Bond among agents, Nicholas would have burned the letter in the stove as soon as possible.

These 100 people are all recommended by Master Sherlock from the dungeon of the Eternal Realm, and they are also a hundred people selected from the thousands of people who have been recommended.

"Someone!"

Nicholas shouted, he frowned, if the matter is true, then Lord Sherlock may really have some special ideas, although Nicholas trusts Lord Sherlock very much, but that Lord is a superior demon after all.

Nicholas was about to make some preparations, and he quickly called his assistant, but soon it was not only his assistant who came in, but also Sherlock.

"Good evening, Lord Nicholas."

Sherlock politely took off his hat and saluted, then placed it on the coat rack on the side, and took off his coat and hung it up.

"Good evening, Master Sherlock."

Nicholas swallowed his saliva and felt his hairs stand on end, and his assistant said from the side:

"I saw Lord Sherlock coming over just now, because you said that if it was Lord Sherlock, there was no need to report it at all, so I brought Lord Sherlock in directly, and the city lord called me something?"

"Nothing, make me a cup of tea, the strongest kind."

Nicholas wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and said to his assistant.

The assistant nodded, and then walked out, apparently to make tea, and Sherlock looked at Nicholas with concern, and said:

"Lord Nicholas, are you hot? Pay more attention to your body. ”

"Thank you, Lord Sherlock, for your concern...... Nicholas said, glancing at the letter on the table out of the corner of his eye, his heart almost didn't jump out, and he quickly stretched out his hand quietly, slowly moving the letter to hide it.

Sherlock, of course, noticed Nicholas's small movements, and actually saw the letter as soon as he came in, and all of this was expected by Sherlock.

"Actually, I'm here to have information about the ogre stronghold."

Sherlock said unhurriedly with his hands folded on his knees.

By this time, the assistant had returned, holding a cup of bloody chrysanthemum tea, a cup of green all over, and a cup of tea tumbling in the sleeping worm in front of Sherlock and Nicholas respectively.

"Suck and slip."

Sherlock took a sip while it was hot, while Nicholas held his tea, his arms chattering, and his nerves were in a state of high tension.

"Something about the ogre stronghold? Hahaha, Lord Sherlock, you're laughing, our men should have just been outside the ogre stronghold, and of course, I have absolute confidence in the loyalty of your minions, who will bring back the latest and most comprehensive information! ”

Nicholas said with a smirk, but Sherlock didn't care, and took out a map that had already been drawn, and said:

"No, in fact, the intelligence has been transmitted back, this is an aerial view of the ogre stronghold, which has very detailed defense locations, as well as the camping sites of the various ogre tribes, and by the way, their totems.

Sherlock put a gold cobblestone on the table, this kind of cobblestone made of gold concentrate ore can be used to input magic power to urge the picture inside to appear, and after Sherlock entered the magic power, he soon saw pictures flashing like slides, all of which were pictures of the interior of the ogre stronghold, including the totems of various tribes, the looks of the leaders and high-ranking people, and other ogres equipment photos, etc., and even a few photos of goblins with green characters on their heads standing together for a group photo.

Nicholas was stunned, he had lived so long as a vampire, and he had never seen a picture of the Golden Round Stone Record, where did these pictures come from? Why did the photographs of the inside of the ogre's stronghold, three days away, reach Sherlock so quickly? It's been less than four hours since those people surrendered, and Lord Sherlock had already come over with a picture of the ogre's stronghold?

"I know that you must have a lot of questions now, but listen to me, don't ask, the answer is something you can't bear."

Sherlock put the cobblestone away, and then said;

"The city lord just needs to know that I will always be your solid backing and reliable ally for Nicholas, and the way these pictures were obtained is very special, and it cost me a lot of manpower and material resources, don't mention these."

After Sherlock finished speaking, Nicholas picked up the cobblestone and looked at it again.

"As I told you before, none of the warriors in the dungeons of the Eternal Kingdom are greedy for life and afraid of death, especially the personnel of the intelligence agencies, they are born to sacrifice themselves and complete the great self, this time they can get the information of the ogre stronghold so quickly, it is inseparable from their efforts and efforts, it can be said that without their brave sacrifices, we would not have been able to get the information so quickly."

Sherlock continued while Nicholas was looking at the cobblestone:

"Of course, we'll always remember the sacrifices of those 100 warriors, right? Lord Nicholas? ”

"Huh?" Nicholas was pulled back from shock by Sherlock's question, and then he quickly said:

"No, that's right, a hundred warriors sacrificed their lives in order to get a little bit of information......" As he spoke, Nicholas' eyes were already red, and he wiped his tears:

"Two thousand magic stones will definitely not be less, Lord Sherlock, don't worry......"

(I really don't have time to proofread, everyone help me proofread, I'll go back and change it, and there are two more chapters!) Six thousand words are still missing! Ask for a monthly pass first! ）