Macaria walked cautiously through the streets, swift but not impetuous, with her usual caution.

Dressed in a cloak that covered her entire body, revealing only the horns that could not be concealed from her head and her long tail, Macaria carefully recorded the changes around her in her mind despite the expressions of contempt and disgust of those around her.

With each distance, she paused, carefully using her thief skills to listen to the sounds around her.

She has done this kind of action many times in the past few months.

In order to avoid too frequent reconnaissance and arouse suspicion, she only comes once every few days or a week.

It was in this kind of reconnaissance that she pieced together little by little all the street topography and personnel distribution in the entire city of Schars.

And once she pieced it together, her next task was to think about which terrain would be advantageous for offense and which would be advantageous for defense if there was a fight.

In order to fulfill his promise to Blue, the young Tieflin patriarch has been thinking hard about it for the past few months, thinking about various battle plans all the time.

A morning passed quickly in this kind of work, and Makaria encountered no surprises.

The people around her were as disgusted and distant as ever, and even curious children who wanted to bend down and peek at the faces hidden under the hood would be pulled away by their parents before they could be implemented.

Apart from a few houses that are being demolished, there have been few changes in the buildings on this street, and there have been few changes in personnel.

In a matter of months, Macaria could even grasp the path of the people who set up the stalls on the side of the road.

Occasionally, a squad of city guards patrolled by, and when they saw her, they only whispered, and did not come forward to trouble her.

Walking into a dark corner and hiding her body in it, Macaria felt a sense of security.

Although her stature and appearance are enough to drive male creatures crazy, she doesn't want that lustful look.

Pulling out a small bag of dry food and a little water, Macaria began to enjoy her lunch.

Although the little master gave her a lot of money, he said that he would use it to complete the task, so Macaria really used all the money to buy all kinds of books for his compatriots, and secretly hired some teachers to teach them at a high price, and did not use even a copper coin indiscriminately.

She didn't know what she was holding onto, in fact, the little master hadn't contacted them for months, hadn't asked them how the mission was going, and certainly didn't care about the use of the money she had been given.

After the initial excitement, there was no more news.

Gradually, some of the Tieflings began to wonder if the two Blue Dragons had taken some money to entertain them.

Or are they just targeting the little ones?

In order to appease her compatriots, Macaria also kept reasoning with them about the future during this time, scouting during the day and "brainwashing" at night, which was really physically and mentally exhausting.

Makaria ate and ate, her mind cranky.

Macaria was an orphan, and this is the fate of the vast majority of Tieflin children.

As long as one of the parents has Tieflin blood, a child with Tieflin traits will be born.

There have been countless Tieflins who have tried to dilute their bloodlines by combining with humans, elves, or even dwarves, but the end result has left them in utter despair, and the contract between the ancestors and Asmodeus is etched in their blood, and no matter how they are combined, they will give birth to children with horns and tails.

Most Tieflings will abandon such children, either because they don't want to raise them, or because they are afraid that the child will grow up and hate that they brought him or her into the world.

Glori, a virtue that Macaria herself gave herself, vowed to change the perception of Tieflin from a young age.

Of course, this ideal was actually thrown aside as early as when she was ten years old.

How could the world's thousand-year-old opinion be changed by a despicable guy like her.

Since the age of ten, she has been "working" to survive and take care of her younger siblings, and her job is stealing.

It's not an honorable job......

Suddenly, a figure stepped into the shadows where Macaria was hiding.

Macaria immediately rose to the alarm and drew her dagger.

It's just that the other party doesn't seem to have malicious intent, and it looks like an ordinary human being, but it's actually an ordinary human being.

The strange human man said, "The camel meat is rotten on the ground." Then walked away immediately after handing her a note.

When she heard the thief's words, Macaria knew that the other party was her own, and she guessed that this guy must be some of the people in the clan.

After checking the note and finding that there were no traps on it, Macaria opened the note.

On the top of the note, there were some vernacular words and secret words that only Tieflin himself knew.

Each thief has his own black words, and through these black words and the language that only his own people understand, hidden information can be added to the usual conversation without leaving a trace.

And only another person who understands this black language can understand these hidden messages.

None of the words on the note in Macaria's hand were related to her, but after reading the whole story, she discovered the hidden message inside—the master is looking for you and wants you to go to the Oasis of Perpetuality by yourself.

Such a sudden message made Macaria's head unable to react for a moment, and it took her a moment to think about who her master was.

This is really, just thinking of a certain blue dragon, and actually received such a message.

Macaria looked at some of the green mosses in the shady corners, where these tenacious plants grew stealthily where the sun couldn't reach them.

Swallow the dry food in two bites, then tear the note to shreds, put it in your bag, and destroy it when it finds a place.

Out of the dark corner, Macaria moved forward as if nothing had happened.

It doesn't take long to get to the Perpetual Oasis from Schars, even if you leave at 3 or 4 p.m., you can get there before dusk.

It's noon, and although it's winter, the temperature difference between day and night in the desert is large.

At night, there will be heavy snow from time to time, and during the day, it is normal to get 30 or 40 degrees Celsius.

If you set off now, the sun is very strong......

Macaria sighed, then flicked her fingers, smiled and muttered to herself, "If you have a heat stroke, it will be considered a work injury." ”

Then, after leaving a message at a Tieflin contact point, he headed out of town.