Chapter 388: The Chaos Believer with a Strong Desire to Survive (Thank you Avoga for the reward of pineapple!) )

Chapter 388: The Chaos Believer with a Strong Desire to Survive (Thank you Avoga for the reward of pineapple!) (Page 1/1)

Accompanied by Starlight, after inquiring along the road to find the "Forsaken Chamber of Commerce", the arrival of the group broke the silence of the early morning, especially after discovering that the two young ladies were seriously injured, there was a burst of chickens and dogs in the Chamber of Commerce.

Moria and Liadrin, who had fallen into a coma, were poured with the top healing potion and taken care of by a special sorceress, and Fitandilla, who was covered with wounds, also briefly treated the wounds and took Elizabeth to rest, the little girl seemed a little uncomfortable.

As for the rest, old bones...... He doesn't need to rest, and the two Chaos Believers also have food, drink, and girls, but Brienne herself can't rest her breath, she still has a lot of aftermath to do, and the most important thing is to prepare a new plan.

While Moria was still conscious, from the command of the high-ranking second lady who wanted to come to the Chamber of Commerce, she turned her head and sent someone to keep an eye on the shadow mage named Ram.

According to the latest news coming now, the other party did not seriously look for the whereabouts of his companion after waking up, but returned to the hotel to pack his luggage, and it seemed that he was preparing to leave overnight.

With a large number of manpower from the "Forsaken Chamber of Commerce" to mobilize, Brienne was much more calm than before, with a wave of her small hand, she sent dozens of people to ambush at the major exits around the black market, no matter where he went out, he couldn't escape his eyes.

And before that, she had to deal with the two seemingly obedient captives in front of her.

"He's going to go straight away?" "What an unreliable guy!"

Hearing the news of the "necromancer" on the other side talking about the shadow mage, the two Chaos believers both had very angry expressions on their faces, of course, it was very likely that they were pretending.

Compared with the other party's abandonment of their companions, their betrayal of the church was even more worthy of spurning, but in the auction hall, the two did not hesitate at all, asking what to answer, showing a strong desire to survive.

The reason is very simple, they almost stepped into the coffin with both feet, they have already forgotten all the evil gods, and they haven't seen any demons come down to save themselves just now, to put it bluntly, nothing is as important as their own lives.

No, after confessing honestly, now they came to the Chamber of Commerce of the Dark Elves with each other, eating and drinking well, and accompanied by sexy beauties, and the two of them were even more glad for their decision.

If you had made a fool just now, gritted your teeth and insisted on not saying anything, it was not these that were waiting for them now, but a cold leather whip and a hot soldering iron, you know, the cold black bean sprouts are the best at it, and they like to torture to extract confessions the most, if it falls into their hands, they will definitely not be able to hold out for a few rounds, rather than saying it, why bother with that pain.

And they also saw with their own eyes that this lord was still a necromancer, and if he didn't listen to her, not only would he live and suffer, but even his soul would be enslaved by him after he died, and he would not be able to live in peace.

The more they thought about it, the more frightened they became, remembering that their fate was still in each other's hands, and they immediately took the initiative to show their loyalty.

"Master Mage, if there is anything else you want to ask, as long as we know it, I will tell you everything!"

"That's right! Right, right! That's right, as long as you spare our lives, we are willing to follow you. ”

Brienne nodded, and while she still had time, she continued to ask some questions about the Light Mage, the Little Bell, and the former "Valley of the Dead Grave" and the Chaos Lich Priest, but unfortunately the other party knew nothing about anything other than hearing the name of Egrim, a genius mage.

This is also normal, this kind of important plan is not something that ordinary members like them can know, let alone so many years ago.

It can be seen from this that Egrem's status in this cult is not low, at least he is a "spoke".

"You two think clearly, since you want to follow me, then don't have any bad ideas, don't be afraid to tell you, then I will go to the imperial capital soon to find trouble with this light mage."

Hearing that she was going back to "Aldolph" again, the flattering smiles on Jonathan and Leon's faces instantly froze, and they hesitated again, and they didn't dare to speak for a long time, probably because they were afraid that they would be discovered by the people of the original church when they went back, and they would definitely die at that time.

"What? You don't want to? If you don't want to, you can just say it. ”

Brienne looked at them like this, and her tone suddenly became cold, and she continued:

"It's okay, I don't force you, old butler, when will the next slave caravan to Karond Karl leave? Help me reserve two places, these two are also mid-level silver swordsmen, they should be able to sell for a good price. ”

Yin Narus didn't need to think about this kind of problem involving his own profession, and directly quoted the most standard market price at present, and said that he could contact the most upscale Colosseum, and the price could rise by at least ten percent.

Upon hearing that they were going to be sold to the cold and cold continent of Nagalus to fight the bloodthirsty beasts there, the two Chaos Cultists were so frightened that they almost rolled off their chairs, crying out:

"Master Mage! Master Mage! Don't, we didn't say we wouldn't follow you, let alone Aldolf, even if it's the treasury of the Imperial Palace, we'll go with you! ”

Jonathan and Leon had no doubts about the truth of the dark elf's words, there was no need for the other party to lie to themselves, this chamber of commerce relied on the slave trade and brothel business in the "ruins of the Three Towers", which even outsiders had heard of.

"You said it yourself, okay, steward Yinnarus, you should have poison or magic scrolls to control slaves, give me two and put them on Moria's account."

Brienne naturally didn't believe the other party's verbal promise, and turned around to ask the old butler for something, and the key was that it didn't cost money.

To do this kind of professional thing, you need to find a professional person, and although he is very reluctant, Yinnarus still pulls out two slave scrolls made by high-ranking dark elf sorceresses that he carries with him, and after signing them, the two Chaos cultists can no longer betray their new master, Stone Broken Claw

They also wondered how such a strange name could be written on the scroll.

At this time, the system also sounded a prompt, and now there is one more hero quota under the command of Shi, and he can choose one of them at will.

Of course she refused, although these two guys are mid-level silver swordsmen, but they can't get into her eyes, and when the time comes, just throw it to the forgiveness mercenary group and give Rep a hand.

After subduing the two, Brienne remembered to ask them to introduce their true identities, Jonathan and Leon were both pseudonyms for the two of them during Operation Shattering Wheel, and the name just written on the slave scroll was not this.

I don't know if the two of them are honest or cowardly, and they didn't secretly play tricks, but fortunately they didn't, otherwise Brienne, who has the system, would immediately find out that only the cold Nagaros continent was waiting for them.

Meaty-faced, muscular, and with a big bald head, "Jonathan" is actually Tim Travota, a native of Aldolph, who was a guard in the home of some Imperial nobleman.

The slightly taller and much harrowier "Leon" was Mrs. Keighrie, the fisherman's son, with short gray hair, named John Ross, who was now a D-class mercenary.

Bang!

Just when the two of them were about to talk about why they didn't want to enter the cult, a figure suddenly opened the door and broke in, with an anxious face, it was Fitandila who was supposed to rest.

"Miss Brienne, come and see, there's something wrong with Elizabeth!"

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