The young lord of Jinlunga gritted his teeth and flipped to his feet, limping into the backstage of the arena. As he went deeper, the light gradually dimmed, and only the candles and glowing fluorites on the wall were already obstructing people's vision, coupled with the interference of the crowds coming and going around him, Green just looked around and gave up continuing to follow.

He took a few steps back to get out of the way of the passageway, leaning against the wall to soothe the bruise on his ankle, his mind spinning.

[Sandru? Bracada, Level 105, Strength Evaluation: A, Awakened]

Focusing on the system's prompts again, Green didn't have much unusual feelings in his heart, but his mind was extraordinarily concentrated. He really never expected that he would meet Sandru in the martial arts arena, if it weren't for the fact that the system vision became more accurate as his strength continued to become stronger, he still thought he was just an ordinary necromancer, oh, if it was this wrong judgment, he was afraid that he would follow the past regardless of qiē, if that was the case, it would be really dangerous, compared to Sandru a few months ago, this necromancer has improved too much, and has even successfully awakened, and he will definitely lose if he fights.

Oh, and by the way, there's the guy who hid his tracks beforehand.

Green was a little scared at the thought of his last miss, although it seemed to be just a difference between lightning and fire, but he was almost certain that it was Sandru's companion who kicked the backpack, and if he could correct the angle to catch up, that guy would definitely sneak behind and take the opportunity to give himself a knife. Delga escorted the slaves away, and he couldn't do anti-stealth with his stealth skills alone, and maybe he didn't have time to confront Sandru head-on, and he was slaughtered by that guy.

Think about it this way. It's a good thing.

The young man's figure was hidden in the shadows of the base of the wall, despite the people in front of him. His thoughts were completely unaffected, as if the darkness had brought him calmness.

The man who hid his figure. He should tell Sandru about what he is tracking, but fortunately, there is no magical netizen in this world who captured with his mobile phone, and Sandru can't guess who he is at all based on the description of words, after all, in his impression, he has been cut off by a sword of the black-clothed swordsman, if he is not transformed into an undead, who will pursue a deceased?

The enemy is in the light and I am in the dark, very good!

Green cheered himself up, so he thought. I still have the initiative, and the disadvantages are not small, but the advantages are also quite obvious.

Then, that's why Sandru suddenly appeared in Rodland.

Green squinted, pondering the matter.

Sandru got the four-piece set of the cursed artifact, according to the plot of following the miracle, he should be canonized as the king of Diya because of his merits, at this time he should be busy integrating the forces of Cronis all over the country and preparing for the upcoming century choice, how can he have the kung fu to run to the glorious city?

Could it be that Krones has been united!?

Green was startled by the thought. If this is the case, the instability of the situation will increase greatly. In terms of factions, the majority of the inhabitants of Kronnais are classified as orderly evil, and a few are neutral evil. Although it is called Diya in the realm, it is in fact a group of heroes, with large and small undead lords occupying a land. Friendships are rare, and murders and betrayals occur almost daily. The wars that come with it are commonplace, and the only time they can sit together is when the undead lords can sit together. It is a council of united lords formed by the great lords.

But just as it takes a long time for human councils to unanimous opinions, it takes even longer for the undead to negotiate opinions. Generally speaking, the idea of the undead is more pure than that of humans, but the "dead" who are limited to low-level undead and can sit in the position of the lord, even if they have a mediocre IQ, will definitely not be an idiot, coupled with the evil attributes and profit instincts in their nature, the undead are stingy to maintain their demeanor, and a meeting will take at least a few weeks to discuss and fight a few more fights before they can draw a half-pass from the quarrel. Such low efficiency determined that Diya had no way to develop, and because of this, although the undead often left Diya to plunder the population, the kingdoms never had the idea of completely bulldozing Kronis, after all, in their opinion, such a scattered and disorderly kingdom did not pose any threat to them.

But if Diya has changed from a purely parliamentary system to a monarchical dictatorship......

Green couldn't help but shudder, a unified and efficient undead kingdom, with several times the strength of the other kingdoms of the entire continent combined, could just make people shudder. And in fact, this is not a dream, few players have been to the country of Deya in the early stage of the game, and no one knows when Krones will be unified, and the appearance of Sandru must be something drastic about Deya.

So the question is: why did Sandru run to the Brilliant City?

Watching a martial arts convention?

Green scoffed at this possibility, although the necromancer was still human, but the guy who decided to join the Dark Lord obviously would not have such leisure, and he was almost 100% sure that Sandru's appearance must have the air of conspiracy.

But what exactly?

Green frowned, maybe he should ask about the lich Moraus who is still in the trial space, but unfortunately Moraus's identity is a large proportion of scholars, and the nobility is not conspicuous, and it may not be able to help the decision-making at the top level,

"Conspiracy...... Sandru's conspiracy ......"

Green muttered softly, his mind racing through the events related to Sandru in the following miracle. Excluding the most famous artifact collection, the events related to Sandru are nothing more than war or massacre, in short, it is inseparable from death, according to this theory, what Sandru wants is nothing more than some lives, but Mierte City is now the moment of battle, large-scale killing is not realistic, so what he wants to do is to murder individuals.

Who in Mierte deserves his own hands-on operation?

This idea was not accurate, Green couldn't help but shake his head, there are too many people worth killing in Mierte now, from the king to a certain representative of power, everyone's death will have a huge impact on their own camp. Then again, Sandru is in a different position than he used to be. However, since he was assigned by the Dark King, his strength was not the best of Diya. In this way, it seems that even the highest-ranking people don't need him to do it, in other words. There must have been other reasons for his sortie.

As time passed, Green's feet began to relent, and the young man walked down the passage in the direction of the infirmary, thinking as he went.

Although Sandru did not come because of his strength, it is at least certain that he must have come to ensure the success rate of the mission, since the side of force has been ruled out, the rest is nothing more than because the matter has to come forward, either for sincerity or to make a guarantee in his capacity......

Wait a minute. In this way, it seems that one thing is indeed closely related to the above factors.

Green slapped his palms thoughtfully, and the more he thought about it, the more likely he felt.

In the history of following miracles, Sandru once murdered a human lord, and he was one of the nobles of Rodland. Green didn't know when or where the human lord had died, but now that the Miert event was unprecedented, it was very likely that he would come to attend. If Sir Tomrak had investigated the human lord's whereabouts, he would probably have been able to determine Sandru's purpose.

There was a breakthrough in things, and Green was in good spirits, thinking so. The annoyance of not catching up with Sandru vanished. But after thinking about it, Green was even more surprised by his calmness. Since being "killed" by the Black Swordsman in Tania, he has seen Sandru again a few months later. There was no endless anger in his heart, and there was no endless hunting. It's just that I feel "care" normally, as if my mentality has changed back to being a player. More calm and objective, perhaps...... Is this your own growth?

Green can't be sure, experiencing real battles and deaths has made him transform a lot, and the responsibility after becoming a lord has made his temperament change, maybe it's really his own growth, but does that also mean that his hatred for necromantic swordsmen is also gradually decreasing?

"Disburingka ......"

Green whispered his name and shook his head with a sigh.

If you can't let it go, you still have to go through the test of facts after all, but in any case, the showdown with the necromantic swordsman is inevitable, and things start at the beginning, and they will always end.

Thinking like this, Green's mind was clear, and in a trance, the world seemed to slow down again, and everyone around him could see every move, as if he had a kind of confidence that he could control a qiē as long as he wanted to.

But in an instant, this strange feeling faded like a tide, and it returned to normal in an instant.

"Your Highness, are you okay over there? Someone just said that there was a riot in the audience area, and the location is just below our box, you are not injured, are you? ”

Green shook his head, this is probably a sign of progress on the road to open the door of awakening, of course, it may not be related to the bloodline of the son of the uniform, in short, it is not a bad thing, the young lord sorted out his spirit, and replied to Albert in the psychic contact: "I found a necromancer just now, I wanted to track him but unfortunately failed, but fortunately I have some information, and I will talk about it in detail for a while." ”

The Dark Wizard quickly sent a reply to confirm that Green was okay before terminating the conversation.

Soon, Green's figure also disappeared into the crowd backstage

The fierce battle on the field made the audience enthusiastic; A sudden discovery after the game made Green feel something. The world's attention to the martial arts conference, the effect is not only to decide the first and second, but also to bring a wide range of radiation and significance, few activities or festivals can be compared, even people who are not interested in the martial arts conference, but more or less because of the martial arts conference and change the bits and pieces of life. However, there are no absolutes, there is such a person's life is completely undisturbed by the martial arts conference, and he still sleeps comfortably in the bed.

This one, of course, is the little white fox who is still sleeping soundly in the hotel.

In the morning, after receiving a message from the big-faced Sir Mrak, Green got up from the bed and fell asleep, until he was scheduled to meet at the martial arts conference, Green was full of energy and couldn't wait, but compared to the owner's activity, the little guy was still lazy like a koala, lying on the bed lazily opened one eye and glanced at Green, and then swept his tail to block his face and continue to sleep. Green was accustomed to the little one's sleepiness, so he left the hotel with him, and let it continue to sleep soundly, and it slept all morning.

Until noon.

It was a sunny day today, and the warm midday sun shone into the room through the window, and sprinkled on the little fox's body, and the heat made it turn over, and the pink little belly was hot in the sun, and the young beast suddenly woke up, and the little paw wiped its face twice, and opened its dark eyes.

Whew――

One didn't hold back, and the little thing yawned loudly, revealing a mouthful of fine little white teeth, squeezing so that only a slit left in his eyes could not stop, and the wet moisture in his eyes dissipated because of this.

But it still doesn't feel like it's enjoyable.

So the little guy spread out his white hair, and his body, which had grown to almost three feet, lay on the warm sheets, and stretched his waist with all his strength, until his bones stretched and made a soft sound, and then he smashed and retracted his mouth with satisfaction.

After the morning exercise, I'm sleepy again......

The little thing didn't get up from the bed for three seconds, staggered and fell back on the bed.

I'm so hungry, but I'm so sleepy, I really want to eat and I don't want to move, so come and feed me......

The little fox squinted his eyes and barked, but unfortunately this cute little movement Green was destined not to be heard. So after ten seconds, the little one had to open his eyes, and the black jewel-like purity of his eyes swirled around, and he did not search the room for that gracious figure.

Not there?

The little fox looked up in confusion, as if a small wind was blowing, and the young beast couldn't help but snort.

Hum...... Hum...... It's so annoying, you left me behind.

The little one kicked his chin in displeasure, then got up from the bed and prepared to find himself some food.

I can't help it, I'm so hungry and gurgling that I can't sleep at all.

The little fox jumped off the bed, quickly found Green's package, and untied it with his little pointed paws, turning out the jerky inside - this was not the kind of ordinary dry food that Green brought when he first came to the Cabez continent, but the masterpiece of the lizardman chef Langhua when he was in the territory of Jinlunga.

But today, for some reason, the little fox pulled it and didn't eat it immediately.

It looked up a little confused, as if attracted by something.

The little thing jumped down from the package, sniffing left and right, and finally locked its eyes on a protrusion covered with a gray cloth on the wooden table in the corner.

What is it?

The little fox walked to the table and squatted down, tilting his head and looking at the table suspiciously.

I wonder what it is.

My mind was full of curious little things, and I finally couldn't help but jump on the table.

The things on the table were covered by a thick layer of gray cloth, and only a general shape could be seen. But in this way, the little fox seemed to feel the delicious aroma, and a voice in his head kept urging it to find out.

But it's the master's thing, right?

After a second of mental struggle, the little fox looked left and right, and found no trace of Green.

Well, it's a big deal to take a look at it and then cover it back.

The little one decided, and lowered his head and bit the gray cloth and pulled it away—it was almost a sure choice, and if he had obeyed, he would not have eaten the fruit of Lilith's bag at the foot of the Suide Mountains.

Brush it――

The gray cloth is not too big, the little fox bit the corner of the cloth and took a few steps back, the gray cloth fell, and the light suddenly bloomed from below, and in the small cage, a ball of light kept jumping, as if teasing: "Come on, come and catch me!" ”

At that moment, the little fox's eyes were straight, and he couldn't wait to pounce on it and hold down that point of light.

So it couldn't help but lean over - (To be continued......)