"You mean, you're willing to sell us this recipe on the condition that we make five hundred drums for you?"

In a small room outside the venue, Humphla, who had been brought by Donia, looked at the tall, handsome man in front of him---- who claimed to be Moritov of the Two-Headed Vulture team, and made such a trade request.

"And only pay the recipe as a deposit? The rest of the money to be paid before the end of the scene? ”

"If you're lucky, you should be able to pay in advance." Moritov shrugged. "Let's see if the deal goes well."

"I don't doubt it. However, it is known that the Two-Headed Vulture team has always had problems with their ability to pay. Humphrey pointed this out bluntly. Excuse me, do you have the funds in case the sale fails? ”

"Of course." Moritov was not embarrassed. "I promise that no matter whether the business goes well or not, you will not lose your funds."

"I don't know what kind of rumors you've heard. But if you say it again, I'm going to give up this business, and you won't be able to get this precious recipe..."

Humphra's body leans forward slightly. "I think the frog in the well can imagine how delicious the eagle in the sky is, but it can't get anything but moss."

Moritov's face was a little ugly. "What did you say!?"

"Are you sure you need me to repeat?" Humphrey looked at him. "As far as I know, the Two-Headed Vulture team has been in a constant state of scarcity in terms of the currency they trade, and the occasional operation has not been very smooth. They're brilliant in battle, but they're good at business..."

"You bastard!" Moritov clenched his fists, and after a while he released them again. "The recipe is in my hands. This thing is worth dozens of war drums..."

"For the rest, we're not going to put it mildly." Humphrey's expression was normal. "You're not going to pay? Don't tell me about the forced settlement of space, as far as I know, you owe a lot of other debts. ”

"Okay, okay." Moritov's expression was a little dejected. "Then it's only four hundred."

"Pay first." Humphrey said. "The price of a drum at the auction house is usually 40,000 universal points. Let's put aside the question of the expected price increase of leather and settle at this price first. Pay sixteen million now and we'll deliver it before the end of the scene. ”

"Does it have to be like this?" Moritov said.

"I'm sorry, but I have to do that."

"Okay, you can go back first." Moritov waved his hand. "If you figure it out, you can come back to me."

Humphrey was slightly surprised and walked towards the door. Then, I found that I couldn't get out.

The door didn't close, but it seemed like an extra layer of gelatinous barrier, and Humphrey tried a few times, but couldn't walk.

He looked back and saw that the other man was yawning as if he was sleepy.

Seeing Humphrey turn around, Moritov waved his hand. "Huh? What else? You go back and think about it, I'm going to take a nap a little while before my game. ”

"In the team structure of DTPH, the Secretariat is in a very delicate position." Humphrey pondered for a moment before speaking. "Let's put it this way, if authorized by the head of the regiment, we have very much power; But if the regimental commander is against it, we can't do anything. ”

"So what?" Moritov said casually.

"So even if I sign an agreement for a deal, it's useless." Humphrey said. "All I can do is advise. The reason why I gained the trust of the regiment commander was that I carefully considered what suggestions the regiment commander would agree to and what suggestions he would oppose. Then, the latter is never mentioned. ”

"This can lead to some people thinking that I have real power over the team. But that's just a misunderstanding. ”

Moritov yawned, pulled out a hunting knife, and placed it on the table. Then he took out a bottle of vodka and two glasses from the cabinet next to him. "Sit down, have a drink, we can talk slowly."

----

"You saw it all?"

"yes." Faced with Saxatas' question, Robo had a reluctant smile on his face. "What are you going to do, kill me?"

"Good advice." Sachta looked seriously thoughtful. "It's a pity that there are too many people around."

"Hehe," Luo Bo smiled awkwardly. Very funny joke..."

"Hahaha." Saktas also smiled, his expression serious and cold. "You're very good, after a few words, you killed one of my men, and almost broke four or five."

Break? Luo Bo recalled the scene just now, and was a little embarrassed. "I'm so sorry, but it was just an accident, I was just talking about something normal that anyone would say..."

"Forget it, I don't blame you." Sachtas smiled, his expression gentle and serious. He then handed Rob a cigarette. "It's my fault, I shouldn't have left them just now."

Robo took the cigarette and held it in his hand. Saktas lit one of their own. "I heard, you're here to inquire about the murder in the break room?"

Yes, how much do you know? "I have some doubts, I hope to get your help." Luo Bo nodded.

"We've had something like that." Saketas looked at him. "That was back in the day, when it was called 'King's Hunting.'"

"Excuse me..."

"There's nothing you can't leave unsaid." Sachtas sighed. "It is said to be the curse of the king."

"Cursed?" Rob repeated.

"yes. It is said that this king made great achievements during his lifetime. He defeated the seven surrounding kingdoms and annexed them to his land, where kings or princes submitted to him. ”

But in his later years, he fell into madness and made a deal with the demons, intending to trade the deaths of countless people for his own eternal life. To this end, he gathered the nobles of the whole country around his castle, and sent magicians to attract prey from all over the world, and held this hunting tournament. ”

Nice story...."The content of the trade is a hunting tournament?" ”

"It's countless human lives." Saktas said. "In the past, there were occasional demons appearing in the common room that everyone thought was safe, attacking the contractors who had relaxed."

Doesn't sound credible at all. "Is that so?"

"However, the raid would not begin until the hunting tournament was halfway through the schedule, and the king had obtained enough blood from his prey. It's not like now, it's only the third day... There have been changes here, and many places are not the same as before. ”

"Is that so?" Luo Bo smiled wryly. "I think it's hard for my regimental commander to accept this kind of answer."

"It's a space where nothing is going on." Saktath stared at him, his gaze deep and worried. "If you really want to find the truth, go for it. But don't bother my girls anymore. ”

Luo Bo thought about it for a while, but still asked. "What happened to them just now, and the change in the scene..."

"It's none of your business."