What made Ostahl even more embarrassed was that the knight was dead, but the Black Iron Golem was still carrying out his previous orders, he grabbed a wreckage that did not feel or react, perhaps the soul had already flown to the knees of Tyre and tore non-stop, and the shapeless flesh and blood continued to fall from its fingers, but it had long lost its deterrent and intimidating effect, but revealed the fatal weakness of this golem- For a soul that will turn back once it loses control, it is nice to be able to obey every command under the command of magic, but the result of not being allowed to think and assert itself is that it is difficult to get out of the existing trajectory like a normal golem, and if it faces an enemy that is cunning enough, it will eventually find clues, and then destroy or dodge. This is not the same thing as the monster that the god of conspiracy Hirek expected to possess both human intelligence and the power of a golem, at great cost only to achieve mediocre or low results...... It's no wonder that Gülen in the water mirror is smiling so happily, and later, he is even a little out of breath.

"I want more souls!" Ostal cried in a low voice, "more, evil, cunning," only such a soul can ignore all morals and laws for the sake of false promises or empty expectations," and this," he pointed to the Black Iron Golem, and the invisible spiritual whip fell on the soul of Baldwin, the whip that did no harm to the tangible things, but acted directly on the soul, and the former Norman king could not help but scream loudly, "I will teach it how to do it." The red-robed warlock rubbed the ring on his finger, this ring was a small rune plate ring, capable of throwing no less than half a dozen spells that were used by psychic warlocks, Ostar exchanged a dragon egg from a devil, originally intended to be used on the black-haired dragonborn, and now, it would be good to let his human companions taste the pain first...... When he turned to look at the water mirror, he hoped to see Gülen's look of fear, but the thief just restrained his smile and hugged his arm expressionlessly, "I'll give it to you," the thief said. Everything you need, after all, my father asks for it, but you should also know that every bit of strength you expend for this, every gold coin, and every favor you have to pay back, and that lord will not tolerate fools and useless people for too long, and if the next time I come, you still can't get the results you deserve, then I think I have to regretfully report to my father, Musk, how you have achieved nothing, and how you have wasted most of the resources in my hands in vain. ”

"Even if you are the son of Musk," the red-robed warlock hissed, "you are not a warlock or a mage after all, and you will never understand the subtleties and subtleties of magic - instead of caring about the progress here, look at yourself, the Prince of the Dark Sun is not a forgiving man, is he the one who asks you to find the new King of the Silver Crown, and the whereabouts of the rebellious man, have you found them?"

"Their whereabouts are always under my control. Gülen said, "But you don't have the power to know them." ”

"It's better that you don't know anything about it, or rather," Ostal smiled wickedly, "that you are still attached to your former master??and that you can't help but grovel to him, and obey him?poor little thief, your daughter seems to have been by his side all along?, what a pity, she seems to be full of hatred for you as a father, and she didn't think about whether she could save you while you were still in the abyss— Oh no, she may wish you never returned to the main physical plane, and see, your guild almost fell into her hands, and the funny thing is that she didn't hesitate to borrow your authority and name. ”

Glenn only smiled at this in response, about Afra - he had never seen Afra as his daughter, from the beginning, she was just a liability, a relic that would make him miserable, and all the time telling him that he was not so omnipotent...... marked, he never loved her, and never expected her love, and the only connection they had was blood, and they were even worse than strangers, after all, strangers would not take advantage of each other and kill each other. When he learned that Cremar had taken custody of Afra, he felt a little comforted from the bottom of his heart...... Glenn has never been a person who can deceive himself, maybe he really does have a little affection for Afra, which does not make him pay too high a price for Afra, but sometimes, he will be intentional and negligent, or unintentionally skip ...... Not to mention, he and Cremar have been secret allies for a long time, and although he could betray them at any time, or even face each other, it was precisely because of this that he was able to survive Musk's search for his soul. In any case, Musk, the god of thieves, would never allow a son who was loyal to others to exist.

"Anyway," Gülen threw a poisoned arrow with his tongue, striking Ostal in the heart, "I don't have more remorse in my heart than you, Ostal, you were once so glorious and arrogant, and although you have very little dragon blood in your body, the glory and power that the red dragon Gredy has bestowed upon you makes you think that you are more trusted than any of her descendants, and you have been, no, always thought so," the thief pointed with a finger in the water mirror, What a precious asset she has left you. She's such a good mother, a good master, a good god, isn't it, it's a pity, you could have risen above mortals and even dragonborns, red dragons with her favor, didn't you? But who would have thought that such a small person who you did not pay attention to, an exile, similar to being expelled, would eventually lead to the defeat of the Red Dragon, and even let her die, your power, status, and glory will collapse in an instant like a sand tower on the sea, your allies will either turn their backs on you or die, or flee, King Grenada sees you as a buzzing little fly, your disciples once owned cities and countries, but they could not even guarantee their own lives thanks to you, think about it, when you laughed and pushed them into the abyss of despair, you did not expect that you would need the help of these ants one day...... You have been in exile from place to place, and you have to take refuge in the city that the dwarves have long abandoned, and you think you have been favored by the adults and my father, but you also know very well that their favor is a noose around your neck, and that you are not as good as a dog to them— On the contrary, look at your enemy, he was originally purer than you in terms of blood, he became a warlock earlier than you in terms of seniority, and he still has a revered reputation in Grenada's Warlock Tower, as evidenced by the fact that he was accepted into the Warlock Tower as soon as he returned to Grenada, and he almost effortlessly gained the other eyes of Greday and the new king, and in just a few years, he not only strangled any force, people, and dragons that might threaten him, but also obtained Crefa, and after he successfully betrayed Gredi and mocked King Grenada, he had half a dragon's tooth legion, and you have to be alone, even if he serves the devil in the abyss, he can still make the devil and the devil respect and praise, and when he returns here as an evil person, he can still be accepted by his old friends - you feel jealous, isn't it, almost everything he has is what you desire the most, but you also know very well that you can't compare to it at all. Alas, if you can bear it, then the most unbearable thing for you is probably every night in the dead of night, when you lie in bed, you can feel remorse gnawing at your heart like a poisonous snake - Cremar, my former master, how fragile he was when he first met you, you can lift your hand to shatter his body and feed his soul to the ugliest and most despicable little devil. But you were negligent, but this was not the last chance, how many chances did you have to kill the new king and Gridi, in Grenada, before he had regained his position, before the eyes of the new king and Gredy were fixed on him? How many, ten, hundred, or thousand? Even if in the later stages, you will have to pay some price, but will it be more than you have to pay now? Poor warlock, you ......"

In the end, he couldn't finish his words, Ostar stood in place, his hands clenched, just now he shattered the water mirror with a blow, forcibly breaking the contact, he knew that this behavior undoubtedly showed that Gülen did poke at the weakness of his heart, but he couldn't bear it anymore, the red-robed warlock gasped rapidly, and when he heard the sticky snap of flesh falling to the ground, he realized that there was also a black iron golem here, and the irrepressible anger suddenly found the direction of pouring, he pinched the ring on his hand, almost frantically let countless spirit tentacles slap inside the golem, Birdwin's soul, he used another spell to make the former Norman king let out a terrible screamto get some comfort from these cries.

Feeling reluctantly satisfied, Ostard left the Black Iron Golem and returned to his study, where there was a handful of flames that burned all the time, and he threw myrrh, grease, brimstone, and the ashes of the ghost he was about to summon, summoning one of the ghosts he had raised, and then, so to speak, the poor ghost answered the call and appeared in the flames: "My master," it bowed, "Is there anything urgent that you summoned me?"

"Are you still following those people?" Ostarr asked.

"Don't dare to ignore it," the wraith replied, "Elves, and the Dragonborn, who were resting on the path leading to Arield when I arrived. ”

"Point out their location. Ostahl said, bowing again, then floated to the map of the kingdoms hanging from the wall, and after observing it for a moment, clicked a little in one place. "This is it," it said, pointing to a place marked with a dense forest, through which a shallow stream runs through it, and Ostar looked intently for a moment as the camp site the elves would choose, "Did they say where they were going?"

"The main temple of the God of Morning Light, they seem to have mentioned," the ghost replied, before hastily adding, "but I'm not sure if they'll change their minds." ”

"Rosada and Angles have always been on the same page, and it is not impossible for them to go there when the matter of Tara is over, and it is not impossible for them to ask for help and form an alliance," Ostal muttered, Gülen's taunt still lingering in his ears, and the vicious thoughts came rushing over him: "It's not too late," he said to himself, "Go," he said, "I'll let my men go after you, I'll give them your name, remember to listen at all times, and when I get to them, I'll take them to those people." "He will make them kill Cremar at all costs and make amends for the mistakes they have made.

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Gülen spun his heel, and in an instant appeared in a secret room, this room was located in front of the mezzanine of the two rooms, there were no doors or windows, and it was difficult for anyone to find a room in the two rooms unless they chiseled through the walls, this room was very narrow, there was only a vent hidden under the ridge, and the light shone obliquely through the vents, giving a little light to the secret room, in which there was only one bed, and there were no secret objects, people, or the like, as nearly a hundred of his kind, it was only created to satisfy Gülen's occasional needs- Enjoy a moment of peace without anyone else disturbing you.

He thought back to what he had done in the past few days to see if there were any loopholes and gaps that needed to be filled, and there were almost none, except for the fact that after he found out that Cremar and his party had moved to Monton, he sent a team of shapeshifters, warlocks, and assassins to the main temple of Rosada as elves and dragonborns— Although he told them that the reason they needed to disguise themselves as elves and dragonborns was to break the possible covenant between Rosada and Angelis, and that if possible, creating chaos in Rosada's main temple would also be a great feat for their sole true god, Rosada's sworn enemy, Ciric, to great delight - of course, how could he have known that Ostahl would foolishly send his men to attack these people?

If Ostal died, Gülen thought indifferently that he would apologize the next time we met, and in case it was his people who died, it didn't matter, who told those guys to be on the verge of moving again?