"I didn't expect to see you again, Gülen. An Rui said.

"Me too," Glenn bowed slightly, "you don't look the same, and it seems that the dragon blood of the warlocks has indeed given you a lot of benefits. ”

"If you want to be a monster," said Anrui, "I don't think they'll be too stingy." ”

The thief just smiled and shrugged his shoulders, the current lord of the White Tower and the Partridge Hill is Bernard, the son of Anrui, also because of the dragon's blood, he retains the appearance and strength of a thirty-year-old man, but almost all the things related to darkness are handled by his mother Anrui, just like Glenn said, Anrui's appearance has changed less than that of Berner, only the color of her hair has become lighter over time, compared to the original morning light-like color, now the color is more inclined to moonlight, her eyes are covered with a layer of flowing shimmer in the dark, like a deep lake at the bottom of a cliff, cold and silent, without the slightest life。

Anrui pointed to the ground, and staggered vines rose from the fluffy grass to form two high-backed chairs, but Glenn just stood there, and Anrui laughed at him and sat down.

"And why are you here?" An Rui asked, "If you want to ask those children of yours, their guild branch here has not been eliminated, although it cannot be made public, but as far as I know, they are quite busy on weekdays, especially that kind of business and that kind of business. ”

"I have no interest in how much gold I can get," Gülen said, staring at her, "I only care if they do something naughty, like in my name." ”

"Isn't it in the nature of thieves and assassins to be reckless?" Anrui sarcastically replied, "Of course," she said, "not in your name, it's like taking your gold coins in exchange for wine, and you can't even smell it." ”

"And that's not all. Glenn said that he didn't mind letting Anrui notice his little problem, which he would soon solve anyway, and he stepped forward and grabbed Anrui's throat with both hands, so that the faces of the two men were close to the point where they would touch each other as soon as they spoke: "I mean," he gently rubbed his thumb against Anrui's soft jaw, "I want to know, how much do you know?" ”

"Is there anything about the war?"

“...... It seems that you are as alert as ever. Gülen said, and Anrui raised her hand, grabbed his fingers, and stopped him from continuing: "This is the White Tower, a city of merchants, how can you think that I can turn a blind eye to even such a clear sign?"

"But," Anrui continued, "I would like to know what you are doing at this time, why are your people against you, and what is the case now, Glenn, war is a rare opportunity and reward for thieves, and generally speaking, at this time you should put aside all contradictions for a while and get the best possible benefit from them, but this is not the case now. ”

"I'd love to tell you. Gülen said, "Unfortunately, no." "It is difficult for him to take the "Silver Finger" from his father and mentor, but he also has an advantage, that is, the god of thieves, Musk, does not dare to be in the state of "Sage" for a long time, and the projection cannot last long, he replaces all the people who may affect the final plan, and destroys their bodies and souls, even so, he still does not have the slightest certainty in his heart, he is like this, do you still have to trust that others will not tell you?

"I wonder how you would answer if it was Mei Mi who asked about you. ”

"This secret can only be treasured by me," Gülen replied, he did not lie, he rarely lied anymore, "but maybe you will know later." And," he paused, "don't mention the name in the future." ”

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A thief apprentice is walking through the narrow underground passages of the guild, his mentor has been sent to Luzel the other day, supposedly to become the new branch leader there, where the original branch leader is a subordinate of Gülen, but someone is very unhappy with his perfunctory and procrastinating ways, so it is decided to secretly deal with him, and by the time Gülen finds out, not only is it a foregone conclusion, but it may even be too late - seriously, he, his mentor, and "Silver Finger" Most of the people in the guild were extremely unfamiliar with Gülen, and although they had all heard of him, the life of a human being was short, and the life of a thief and assassin was even shorter, and after three or four rounds of rotation, Glenn was left with only one name, which was not as well known as his daughter who remained in Crefa.

Gülen's return has made many people unhappy, even if they can't become the leader of the "Silver Fingers", but after the leader has been vacant for many years, they are also used to this separate life, and now there are people who want to point fingers at them? No, they don't like it at all, Luzel's matter is a temptation, but they don't know it, Glenn also hates this group of fools who are secretly controlled by the priest of the dark sun of Shirek.

The apprentice stopped suddenly, for he saw a thief standing at the end of the passage with his arms crossed, it was a stranger, who looked like other thieves in appearance, handsome and thin, he took a defensive step back, but the figure disappeared when his fingers touched the dagger, and the apprentice hurriedly climbed the wooden ladder and drilled out the intricate underground passage. The Thieves' Guild branch is tucked away in a seemingly ordinary tavern, the tavern has always been a crowded place, and it is not surprising that no matter what kind of people are here—but it is mostly full of thieves, assassins, and intelligence dealers, and the apprentice remembers that when he went underground, the tavern was still very lively at dusk, crowded with people at the bar and tables, the smell of roast meat and cream in the air, and the dim but reassuring lighting. However, what made him feel a little frightened was that when he walked out of the cellar, there was no sound outside, even the thief who was supposed to be on duty in the cellar of the black hole was gone, and then he suddenly smelled the fresh smell of blood, if it was an experienced thief here, he would definitely turn around and run away, but he was still an apprentice after all, and he made the wrong decision - to go out.

In the hall of the tavern, all the thieves in this guild branch were all there except him, but there was not a single survivor.

He was the last.

Anrui stared there, and Glenn didn't seem to have any intention of changing the guild's address, even though it was already known to her. New thieves quietly filled every position here, they loaded the corpses onto the wagons and carried them away in the middle of the night, a few dexterous little ones began to clean the tavern, in fact, there were not many places to be cleaned, she didn't know where Glenn got these subordinates, but their skill and strength were obviously far superior to the thieves here, only a few ceramic cups and plates were broken, maybe a few tables, some of the floor was stained with blood, and the rest was almost nothing— The poor fellows, who had their throats cut here and there, through their hearts and kidneys, or hanged, drowned, and sent here were neatly laid out on the floor and table as if they were for Gülen to examine. They moved very quickly, but after a few moments, there was even a boss behind the bar, who didn't look much different from the original boss, at least not at least ordinary people or people who didn't come to the bar could not tell at all.

"I remember the tavern owner here was called Bauer. An Rui said.

"Then he's still called Bauer. Gülen said. His real subordinates were in more places, doing the same things at the same time, and by the time the morning light poured down the streets, his guild would no longer have a voice other than him.

"How's Partridge Hill doing?" asked Gülen.

"If you're trying to ask if there's anyone else growing 'tobacco,'" Anrui replied, "I can tell you, no, not one, that's for sure." However, as you may already know, there are merchants who are in dire need of wheat. ”

"Raise the price a little, or hoard it," Gülen said, "and the wars of the southern nations will go on for a long time, until they have an emperor, or a crook, and their farmers are conscripted as soldiers, and the fields are barren, and some people pull up wheat and grow 'tobacco.'" ”

"Is anyone still buying those things now?"

"Some people have offered very high prices," said Gülen, "but I know that it is impossible, and the lords, the lords, have been thoroughly fooled by the light of the gold coins, and have not thought of what to do if no one comes to collect the 'tobacco,' and their people have no food." ”

"I think they have accumulated from previous years. An Rui said.

"They sold. Gülen said, "How can you go to war without weapons, armor and horses?"

Anrui was silent for a moment, "I thought there wouldn't be anyone more stupid than me. ”

"Greed is just a matter of greed. Gülen said.

Before dawn came, Anrui had returned to her quarters, while Glenn sat in his guild branch, holding a glass of ouzo, looking out at the sky in the distance, until the junction of heaven and earth, a brilliant cobalt blue gradually appeared.

The color reminds Gülen of the butterflies that Cremar raised, which feed on the leaves and rhizomes of "tobacco" and destroy this plant with its brilliant flowers in less than a year, but unfortunately, the appetite of the blueworm butterfly is not enough compared to human greed

Great, it didn't seem to take long for this vicious plant to resurgce in the southern kingdoms, and Gülen didn't want to think about which of the druids or mages had accidentally spilled the seeds to the outside world, but it was clear that those people had noticed their own loopholes, as evidenced by the fact that the blue butterflies had not been able to empty the fields of "tobacco" until now.

A blue butterfly landed on the palm-shaped leaf, and when a priest disciple saw it, he immediately reached out to catch it.

"It's okay," his mentor said, "those ...... Viruses do not attack insects or animals, they only destroy plants. And not all plants. The problem is that all plants of the same origin as this "tobacco" will inevitably be affected, and the priests of the druid and Ilmoth have tried for a long time on this small island, according to the black-haired dragonborn's idea, and the samples are so large that they can pile up into a mountain that can destroy the "tobacco" They have found it, but they must know if the virus will interfere with the growth of other plants - the creators of the blue butterflies also said that some changes will not be seen until the plants have risen and fallen for generations.

No one dared to underestimate the harm they could cause, the island was so isolated that the druids and the priests did not even ask for supplies, lest the ships and sailors bring back to land the virus that had not yet been fully studied, and they would either eat fish, shells, or the fruits catalyzed by the druids, as well as wheat, rice, and sugar beets for experimentation...... Sometimes, the problem doesn't show up on the surface, or even where they can see it — the previous sample beets did have a variation in taste, while one berry produced a toxin.

They are close to success, the black-haired dragonborn's claim that the greatest harm that the virus can cause is limited to plants of the same origin as the original species of "Tobacco", for this result, the druids are not satisfied with this result, but there is not much time left for them, the letters from the fire elemental creatures have already written that in the wars of the southern countries, there have been slave armies controlled by "Tobacco", they are not afraid of pain, they are not afraid of death, they are as powerful as orcs, and the coverage area of "Tobacco" has also reached an astonishing point

"We may be guilty of an unforgivable sin. A druid said.

"Then let's come," said the pastor of Ilmut, "it was our duty to bear suffering for all." ”

Wait until "tobacco" It will be another winter's time to wither, and at this time, Afra and Lucieu have reunited with Cremar and the party, and Eloch is visibly relieved, even if the ugly chicken and Cremar's dragon tooth knight are connected, he is still a little uneasy, but sadly, as soon as Lucier arrives at them, she can't wait to jump to the side of the black-haired dragonborn, as if she has completely forgotten Eloher's warning, she is eager to tell Cremar how they have completed the task he has given, she looks up at the person she loves, and there is no room for a second person in her eyes。

"I thought you wouldn't allow Lucieu to be in love with Cremar. Carey Ben said.

"I still won't allow it, no, I never tolerated it. ”

"But why are you smiling?" asked Kerryburn.

"Because it's beautiful," said the black-haired Elf Eyya, "pure love is always the most beautiful, and there will be no more beautiful flower in this plane, even if it can only bear bitter fruit in the end." ”