Originally, the high-level goblin mage planned to take advantage of the fact that a few Naga were focusing on eating and drinking and gradually losing their vigilance to make another invitation to buy "oil lamps". Even, in order to solve the problem as peacefully as possible, Ferdinand had already set a fairly sufficient budget framework in his mind, waiting for Naga to open his mouth and slaughter him.

It's a pity that the three Balalaika brothers are really ugly. As if the three of them had never eaten a full meal in their lives, they even kept having violent physical fights over the little bit of meat in the soup pot, accompanied by all kinds of vulgar swearing and disgusting laughter, etc., and the ugliness varied.

So, Ferdinand weighed it again, but he couldn't muster up the courage to approach Naga.

Seeing that the diners were munching endlessly, it seemed that it was not possible to "settle the battle" for a while, and the high-ranking mage planned to take advantage of Naga's free time to deal with the interrogation of the human captives first. Anyway, looking at a few Nagana's oblivious gluttonous appearances, they shouldn't care if there is a military court next to their dinner table. Even, if there are a few torture-torture-confession scenes later, maybe it will stimulate Naga's appetite even more.

"Come on, go and bring two humans in." Ferdinand turned to a War Iron Fist beside him.

"Yes, master."

Immediately, the Golem Pilot's voice came from within the magic golem, but it sounded muffled and tinged with a strange mechanical trill.

Soon, two human captives, who had been frozen blue from the cold night wind, were escorted in step by step, and it was none other than Moriarty and Gregory. And around their necks. Each has a large, hard metal palm that grips it firmly. As long as anyone dares to make a slight move, then what awaits him will inevitably be a sad end in a different place.

"Hail to you, Master Ferdinand."

Although he was immobilized by the iron fist of war, Moriarty politely saluted the high-ranking mage first.

To his left, Grigory hung his head in a bitter face, as if in silent protest against Moriarty's deliberate attempt to carry himself out on such a dangerous mission again.

"Oh? Are you also a magical professional? ”

All his attention had been focused on the magic lamp, so Ferdinand didn't pay much attention to the human captives. And now that the ground was close to each other, and there was no need to even summon any detection spells, the high-level mage quickly sensed the hidden magical aura on Moriarty's body. Although this aura had been suppressed and modified by the Illusion Cologne, it still couldn't hide from a master's perception.

"Yes. I was certified as a full mage two years ago. Moriatitan's answer was quite skillful.

"Yes. What a human mage with a great future. So young. But he is already a first-level mage, which is really good. ”

In the magic industry, it usually takes three to five years for a new full-fledged mage to progress to the next level, so it is natural for Ferdinand to understand Moriarty's professional level as level one. Immediately praised it half-truthfully.

"I'm just a small, crude beginner. And only a master of magic like you. It is the example and model of those who are coming after us. ”

Pay somebody back in the same coin. Moriarty also replied to the other party's smooth and unusually admiring words, and the alchemy life next to him squeezed his eyebrows for a while, as if he had suddenly eaten a big fly.

"Since we're all mages. Then some words may as well be more straightforward among smart people. Nodding, Ferdinand began to slowly sink his face.

"Master, please speak."

"Tell me your names and numbers, as well as the content of the mission you are carrying out. If you are willing to tell the truth, you will not have to suffer all that needlessly, and as a mage you will have the opportunity to stay alive and try to redeem your freedom after the war. ”

Ferdinand looked at Moriarty with burning eyes, and at the same time, an invisible spiritual coercion was also thrown away.

As for Gregory, who looked like an ordinary warrior on the side, he was completely ignored by the high-ranking mage, and it was impossible for Ferdinand to surrender his identity to talk to an ordinary soldier who was penniless.

"My name is Bonda, and I belong to the Lille Brigade of the Blue Crystal Legion. This time our mission is to infiltrate the southern region and wait for an opportunity to sabotage the goblin airship's repair workshop. Operation Codename: 'North Wind'. ”

As if he was really willing to sincerely surrender and cooperate in exchange for a way to live, or did not dare to hide anything under the nose of a master, Moriarty explained as cheerfully as pouring beans from a bamboo tube.

"Yes. So which airship workshop is your target? How did you cross the Valley of Yongville to the south? And how do you plan to return to the north through guò? Why did you and your men go so far into the heart of the South, and do you have any special missions? Speak! Like a cannon, the High Mage continued to ask questions quickly and sharply.

"My target is the Oranche Secret Service; Two days earlier we landed in Kentucky Bay by sea on a galleon, and had planned to return north by ship after the battle; However, the ships remaining in Kentucky Bay were discovered by you, and a large number of reconnaissance airships began to patrol the sky, so we had to keep moving in the direction of the south. ”

Moriarty's answer was still smooth and unambiguous, but he quietly reported the results of the Three Flower Elves in place of Duoyun Town. And although such a pretentiousness is not seamless, it is enough to get through in a short period of time.

"Orlanchett? Hmph, those fools in the flying team couldn't even see such a large group of enemies walking hundreds of kilometers across the ice continent! All these dereliction of duty should be court-martialed! Ferdinand immediately frowned and scolded fiercely.

"It's a pity that the map we have at hand is not complete, and we finally got lost. After that, he happened to meet a special unit of your army, which was captured until late at night when he was escorted to Krupp. Moriarty sighed lightly and added.

"How many men have you sent to the south this time? Who else but Blue Crystal City? Suppressing his anger, Ferdinand asked again.

"There are personnel from all legions who have joined Operation North Wind, and there are even some mercenaries from outside. Because they were transported by different ships and kept it extremely secret beforehand, I didn't know about the other teams. Moriarty replied honestly.

"Yes."

This explanation makes sense, and Ferdinand believes that the grassroots fighters who are mere executors will not have the opportunity to know too many secrets.

"So, is there anything else you have to say? Remember, the more you confess now, the more chances you will have in the future to seek the understanding and forgiveness of the Yugoslav Federation. ”

After staring at Moriarty for a moment, the high-ranking mage didn't think of much more to ask, after all, he himself was not a full-time military judge. However, out of a certain convention, Ferdinand finally resorted to the "confession leniency" trick that most interrogators would use, hoping to urge the other party to dig deeper and reflect further.

"This—" Moriarty half-lowered her eyelids, as if trying to think of any information that would help her to seek leniency, but she didn't recall anything.

"In that case, then..."

The patience of the high-level mage was not good, and he did not intend to waste too much time on the human captives, and seeing that the other party really couldn't hold back any valuable information, he immediately prepared to order the Iron Fist of War to escort the two out again.

At this moment, Moriarty suddenly raised his head and said, "Master, can I ask a question?" ”

"Huh? Tell me about it. Ferdinand gave Moriarty a strange look, noncommittal.

"Outside the city just now, is the ancient artifact that Naga took out the legendary 'magic lamp'?" Moriarty asked bluntly like a rookie mage who was no more simple and somewhat knowledgeable.

"You!"

As soon as he heard this, Ferdinand immediately felt an irrepressible surge of blood, as if a giant blower was roaring and pumping a cloud of explosive heat into his body.

Why did this damn human mage suddenly mention the word "magic lamp"!? If there is a chance for you to speak, why not use it to beg or recommend yourself? Maybe under the occasional soft-heartedness, it may be possible to let you go. But now, in front of several Naga, he said frankly what magic lamp came out, and he also made a stupid decoration like "legendary".

At this moment, Ferdinand didn't need to look back to imagine that the Nagas not far behind him must have heard it clearly, and they must have cheered and laughed in their hearts.

After that, if the high-level mages had to find a way to get the magic lamp out of their hands, the difficulty would undoubtedly increase dramatically, and they would not even succeed.

Just as the angry Ferdinand was about to raise his hand and shoot a magic arrow to blow Moriarty's head directly, Naga's smug laughter rang out on the side.

"Haha, this little broken lamp was originally called 'magic lamp'! I said that it was hard to dig out of that big tomb, how could there be bad goods? Chekov first could not hold back his joy and cried out.

"Hey, this time it's a catch." On the other hand, Zhukov stuffed the rest of the ham in his hand into his mouth, chewing the skin and flesh and bones into dregs, and he was hesitant and angry.

"Brother Ferdinand, we don't talk darkly, this little lamp is a rare good thing. You want, you can, but you have to be sincere. ”

At this time, Tchaikov directly took out the magic lamp from his waist bag with his greasy and abnormal hand, and then threw a "wink" at the high-level mage like a competent peddler.

Shenma!? Agree to sell!?

Ferdinand looked at the three-headed "shrewd" Naga, his eyes glazed, as if he had won the lottery jackpot. (To be continued......)