"One of my nephew's guards found me, and although you didn't kill him, it's pretty much there." Lasher leaned down to look at Seatith, his brown pupils making it impossible to tell what he was thinking. "Do you know the path to death?"

"Sounds like the name of an underground organization."

"That's right." Rasher straightened up, picked up a wine glass next to him, and took a gentle sip of the red liquor.

"You don't look very sad."

……

Rasher glanced at the seawall sitting on the couch and did not answer him. Instead, he walked to the window with the red wine, and although Seawall did not follow him, it should be a good place to take in most of the dead leaves and floating city.

"The child's mother died early, so that my brother was reluctant to scold him, spoiled him in everything, and the younger generation of the clan with a temper like him can be said to be just that, and if he can't become an atmosphere, he should be the safest. The death was a bit contradictory to our family, and my brother sent his son here, and I watched him grow up, although he was a child with an unpleasant personality, but the descendants of the Baishicaster family were not able to calculate it in the hands of others. ”

Rasher looked out the window and told the story of the dead man in a very flat tone.

Seatith listened carefully to every word the other party said, watching his every movement and demeanor, hoping to grasp more information and the other party's intentions. But in the end, he can only praise that Lasher is undoubtedly a wise man and a capable man.

"Let's be honest, what are you looking for me for? If you think I'm a dead person, then I'm sorry. His black eyes looked directly at Lasher who was standing by the window, and Seawall showed his cards directly.

"I remember I said, I can still tell that you weren't the one who killed my nephew." Rasher glanced at Seatith, who was starting to become impetuous, and took a sip of the wine from the quilt, "But at first I thought you did it, and then Voss chased you out of the city. As a result, I later saw my brother's guard, and I found out that you had made a trip back to the inn, so why didn't Voss do anything to you during this time, and if so, why didn't you inform the sheriff. These two points make me wonder. ”

Rasher seemed to enjoy the red wine in his hand, and drank it little by little as he talked to Seatith, just like he was chatting with a friend.

"Then it's up to you to let go of the guards, and let me be sure that you're not the murderer of my nephew, after all, if he returns, your murder will be revealed, and you don't seem to want to leave the city right away. To be honest, it's rare for you to have such a high level of magical talent at your age, and it's only natural that this kind of floating city will appeal to you. ”

"Since the contradictions in the analysis are thorough, what are you trying to do with me?" Unable to understand what the other party was thinking about, Rasher didn't look like he was going to take the blame. "The magician who attacked me ......"

"Vos, one of my nephew's bodyguards." Lasheti explained the identity of the other party.

"Are you trying to ask me about Voss?"

"That's just a small character, I'm curious why he's attacking you, I probably wouldn't have thought about it that much if I hadn't, and you're probably dead now. Then I thought of a possibility, he didn't want you to have contact with us. ”

Hearing Lasher's conclusion, Seatith frowned, "This is indeed a possibility, but it is only possible if I have information about their organization. However, I have only heard the name of Death until recently. ”

"It's true that Death is still quite active in El Salvador, and those guys are engaged in the trafficking of Warcraft people, and it's normal that you don't know a treasure hunting group, but not knowing it doesn't mean that you haven't been in contact with it. At least the dead must know you. ”

After taking the last sip of the glass, Lasher said flatly. "So I want to make a deal with you, and the dead will definitely still have contact with you, and I hope you can contact me at that time."

"A transaction can only be concluded if both parties have an equal status and can both receive benefits."

After listening to Seatith's words, Rasher waved his hand to signal the sheriff to leave first, and then sat down on the couch opposite Seatith.

"I can give you the opportunity to meet the elves."

The middle-aged man sitting on the luxurious furniture played the last hole card, it can be said that the whole situation was controlled by the other party from the beginning, although the seawall fought back several times, but this game in the final hole card contest Haitisi can be said to be a complete defeat.

"It was our family that Salvador was responsible for contacting the elves in the first place, although it is ancient, but there is indeed a way to contact them. And it can be done in this city. On the other hand, if someone who has fallen in contact with you, I hope you will contact me. With that, Lasher placed a silver hedron on the coffee table between the two, and the coat of arms with the blade of light in the hedron indicated his provenance.

Seeing that he didn't speak again, but just looked at his middle-aged man with a smile, Seawall finally picked up the communication crystal specially made by the Baishker family.

"There's no way I can guarantee that I'll bring you useful news."

"We understand that there will always be times when trading losses, and it is my job to minimize losses at such times, and I have always been the best."

After shaking hands with Seawall with a courtesy smile, he informed his subordinates to send Seabridge away.

"My lord, does this kid really have a way to get the information you want?" Rasher's bodyguard walked in and saluted, and asked his doubts.

"There's nothing I want or useful information. A large part of the value of a piece of information is determined by the decisions made by the person who receives it. "The red wine is poured into the glass from the beginning, and the edges of the wine reflect a subtle brilliance, and the fifty-four aromas have been precipitated over time to create a unique taste.

Rasher sniffed deeply and continued, "That kid can't just die, he has to find out who is in charge of this."

"But the other party obviously wants to involve us in it."

"I haven't seen the chess game yet, maybe they will achieve their goal when I come to this city." Rasher stopped his subordinates from continuing to persuade him. Drink the red wine in his hand: "It's been five hundred years, and it's been a long time, and even this kind of budding organization dares to add us to the chess game." Since they are going to play against us, wouldn't it be a shame not to teach them something. ”