"Hmm... This little lamp looks very chic, not bad, why don't you resell it to me. Taking a deep breath, Ferdinand straightened his face, which had been a little distorted by his overexcitement, but couldn't help but start asking for an offer.

"No! This is a treasure that we finally found from the Karaka Mountain, and if we want to inherit it in the future, we can't sell it. As if sensing something from the strange expression of the high-ranking mage, Tchaikov immediately refused, and at the same time quickly stuffed the oil lamp into his pocket and went back, and then patted his waist with great cherishment.

"You!"

Seeing the magic lamp disappear from his field of vision, Ferdinand was immediately like a baby who had been robbed of his nipple, and he was about to scream.

But with such an important treasure at stake, and the other party is Naga, who is known for his savage and brutality, high-level mages must be cautious and careful. Taking 10,000 steps back, even if Naga really refused to sell and forced Ferdinand to take it by force, he would not have chosen to act in such a large public. After all, the storage of the magic lamp needs to be kept extremely secret, otherwise it will leak a little rumor, and I am afraid that there will be infinite twists and turns. Even his own boss, Teriya, may have made a move to force him to go regardless of his face.

And when he thought of this, Ferdinand's eyes couldn't help but be gloomy.

In the current situation, the guards of the "Iron Fist of War" around are all descendants of high-level mages, so there is no need to worry about them talking nonsense; Naga, on the other hand, didn't understand the preciousness of the magic lamp at all, and couldn't say anything if he wanted to; As for the human captives, the high-ranking mages will not let them live long, once they are interrogated and the necessary confessions are obtained. Immediately after that, the order to be hanged was given.

And the only thing that worried Ferdinand was the fifth-level mage Henry, who was standing not far behind Naga at the moment.

While it's unlikely that just a mid-level mage will be able to recognize the magic lamp, Ferdinand wasn't going to take any chances. And as the highest position of Krupp at the moment, it is really not difficult to wait for an opportunity to become an external mid-level mage. Therefore, after a blink of an eye, the ending of Henry's "quiet disappearance" had been quietly finalized in the minds of the high-level mages.

"In this case, my dear Naga friend, please come in first. On such a cold winter night, we can eat barbecue and drink wine while leaning on the fire. While cosy 'chatting'. "Think quickly about it. Ferdinand reasserted his face.

"Eating meat? Drink!? Hearing these two words, the Nagas' eyes suddenly lit up.

Hmph, it's really simple-minded guys, who only know how to eat and drink. It seems that we can start more from this aspect in a while. Find a way to get the magic lamp.

While thinking. Ferdinand smiled and nodded, and ordered the goblin guards to open Krupp's not-so-heavy gates.

"Squeak... Squeak..."

In the silence of the winter night, the rusty doorshaft turned to sound harsh.

"Go. Find a large secluded storeroom, light a fire, and find some food and wine. Turning and walking briskly down the stairs beside the platform, Ferdinand whispered to Sean, who was running from a distance to meet him.

"Yes, Master!" The goblin squadron leader immediately agreed.

"As for the human prisoners... They also came with them, and first guarded them outside the storeroom, waiting for my summons. "It seems that he intends to dispose of the superfluous human captives as much as possible, and to compress the news of the magic lamp to a minimum," the high-ranking mage added.

"Yes."

Seeing that Ferdinand had no additional instructions, Sean immediately hurried to arrange a qiē again.

Following the open gate, Naga went first. The goblin volunteers in the back closely escorted Moriarty and the gunfire team, following in unison. Henry, on the other hand, was at the end, parallel to the slow-moving Gregory.

"Looks like that Ferdinand didn't plan to let you go. Tsk, look at those greedy eyes, how can the goblin mage have such an ugly appearance. It's a shame. ”

Speaking of which, the most relaxed thing in the whole team now is the alchemy life, walking slowly and not forgetting to look around at the night view of the Krupp street, but after not walking a few steps, he began to tease the middle-level mage again.

"Hmph."

Henry's face turned pale at Gregory's taunt, and he just snorted coldly in response.

Having already experienced a "prison disaster", the goblin mid-level mage really knows a lot about the so-called superior person's set of Piri Yangqiu. Therefore, Henry immediately noticed the cold taste of himself that Ferdinand had revealed in an instant.

Although out of national pride, Henry did not agree with Gregory's "malicious slander" against the goblin magicians, but there was no way to refute it. What's more, it is the mid-level mage himself who is being targeted now. And this really made Henry feel both depressed and sad.

"Come on, Naga friends, this way, please."

I have to say that Sean is quite efficient, but after a while, a series of requirements made by Ferdinand were all arranged.

Immediately, under the leadership of the High Mage and his Iron Fist of War team, a group of men marched through Krupp's brightly lit and crowded workshop neighborhood towards a remote old reservoir area to the west.

Seeing more than a dozen human beings being escorted through the streets, there were constantly goblin craftsmen and apprentices running out to see the Western scenery in the large and small workshops on all sides. Fortunately, in a hurry, the goblins didn't have time to prepare "welcome ceremonies" such as rotten eggs and rotten persimmons, so although they didn't feel very good along the way, at least Moriarty and the others could still retain their basic decency and not be smashed by the goblins on the street.

"Your Excellency, look, the airship factory is over there."

After turning a street corner, a long row of huge houses stretching for almost two or three kilometers appeared at the far end of the right side of the road. And under the bright light of the fire, everyone can clearly see that half of the roofs of those houses are hollow. At the same time, all kinds of processed wood or other parts are constantly being sent in and out of the rail carts, and they are constantly busy. A huge semi-inflatable airbag was quietly suspended, revealing a corner from the top of the field on the fully open side, which was very eye-catching.

"Don't talk to each other!"

As if sensing Gustav's whispering beside Moriarty, Sean, who had been leading his squadron to follow him, immediately yelled. Then he glanced at the goblins from the nearby "Silver Pine City" with disgust, as if he was silently scolding his guards for being lax and unresponsible.

"Cheer me up! Keep the captives on the ground! ”

Seeing such a scene, Henry immediately stepped forward, quickly stepped forward and scolded a few times, and at the same time lowered his body and slowly chatted with Sean to distract him.

After walking for nearly ten minutes, the whole team finally came to an old storehouse in a remote corner.

The door to the storeroom has been opened and has been urgently cleaned. Two large stoves were placed side by side, one with three huge hams grilling, and the other with an iron pot boiling "crackling", with a faint smell of broth wafting from time to time.

In addition, in front of the two stoves, there is a box of unopened imported "Chardonnay" prepared. And this wine was originally prepared to entertain a big man like Ferdinand, so Sean graciously and effortlessly took out all the inventory and sent it here.

"Yes, you're very good at getting things done." Seeing the well-furnished storeroom and looking around at the deserted surroundings outside, Ferdinand nodded with satisfaction.

"Thank you, master, for your compliment, my subordinates are ashamed."

Hearing the praise of the high-level mage, Sean was also full of joy.

Being able to get close to such a noble big man is really a rare opportunity in life for the squadron leader of a local garrison force who is so ordinary that he will almost never come out. Once he was able to catch and lean in, Sean's otherwise gray future would immediately become bright.

"Go ahead. You stand guard outside the treasury with the mages of Silverpine City, and watch over the human captives. Be careful not to let any unrelated people or others bother you. Ferdinand glanced at Henry again and commanded.

"Yes, Master."

There was no room for bargaining, and Sean and Henry immediately agreed.

"Three, please come in." Turning around, the High Mage beckoned to the Three-Headed Naga.

"Ha, there's meat and wine!"

"I'm starving!"

Sure enough, when he saw the wine and meat Naga, it was as if he saw his own mother, and immediately rushed into the warehouse one by one.

As soon as they entered, without the host's greeting, the three guests broke the box and opened the bottle by themselves, and one of them slipped out a bottle of Chardonnay, and then directly used his sharp nails to cut off the cap of the bottle, and poured it up his neck.

"Boom... Boom..."

A bottle of Chardonnay, just over a liter in its half, was nothing to Naga, and after just a few seconds, the three brothers had emptied their bottles and there was nothing left.

"Haha, what a good wine! Enjoyable! ”

"Hey, it tastes so good!"

"It's just a little less, can you bring a few more buckets?"

With the taste of wine in their mouths, the Balalaika brothers gave their tasting speeches.

However, to Ferdinand's ears, Naga's enthusiastic praise was out-and-out.

God knows, can a 499-year-old Chardonnay that costs at least 50 gold coins taste bad? Moreover, it is now in a time of war, and the communication between the north and the south has been cut off, and even if the Yugoslav alliance wants to buy it, it is very rich to get the goods. And Naga even shouted for "a few more barrels", really thinking that he was just drinking the ground-ditch-oil, as much as he wanted!

"Hehe, eat first, eat first..."

Tonight, Ferdinand can be regarded as taking out all his life's cultivation, in order to take down the magic lamp and reduce unnecessary entanglements as much as possible, the high-level mage constantly admonishes himself to be patient in his heart.

Seeing that Ferdinand did not take the stubble of "a few more barrels of good wine", the Nagas were not disappointed, so they honestly and unceremoniously picked up a ham from the stove and nibbled on it half-baked. (To be continued......)