A few minutes after leaving the divination hut, in the alley of the old street, Xiao Yue was walking happily in front, while the iron slag seemed to have something on his mind, and fell behind with his head down. Unintentionally, his gaze swept over Xiao Yue's upright buttocks, and he suddenly felt a trace of inexplicable irritability. At the same time, the illusion of pressing the former against the wall and bullying him came to his eyes.

After realizing his abnormality, he quickly gathered his mind and thought carefully. He was originally not interested in Satsuki, at least if she didn't take the initiative to seduce, he wouldn't have any desires. But now he was in a reverie, and the more depressed he was, the more manic he felt.

He kept the last shred of sobriety, trying to remember when such a change had happened. It didn't take long for him to figure it out. The finger of the problem is pointed at the old blind eye, because he didn't have such thoughts before he came here. When the old blind man took the body out of the metal box and handed it to him, there seemed to be a mysterious smile on his wrinkled face. Although there was only a moment of blinking, he still caught it, but he didn't think much about it at the time, after all, the old blind eye is a god, and some nervous expressions are not unusual. And now he fully understands that this matter must be a ghost made by the old blind eye!

After nodding his head, he immediately stopped Xiao Yue and turned back to the old blind divination shop.

"You'd better not lie......" Irons, clutching the hilt of his sword behind his back, stared at the old blind man in the corner, and threatened in a deep voice, "Otherwise, die!" ”

"This ......," explained the old blind eye, hurriedly raising his hands, "I was mistaken just now. ”

"Got some ability wrong!" Iron Slag asked, his eyes wide, and his teeth bared.

"Hehe...... "The old blind couldn't help but smile and said, "Don't worry, it's a good thing, a very good thing......"

Looking at the old blind and obscene smile, Iron Slag had a bad premonition, and suddenly frowned, and asked in a deep voice: "What is it?" Be clear! ”

"Male ant glands, enhanced endurance, an ability that all male insecters dream of." The old blind man said with a cramped face.

"You ......" For a while, the iron slag was so angry that he couldn't speak. This ability is simply a burden, not only does not increase his combat effectiveness, but also increases the difficulty of his suppression of evil thoughts.

"You gave me five thousand gold, I can't send you away with the ability of a few hundred gold, right?" As if feeling the depressed mood of the iron slag, the old blind eye hurriedly argued.

"What do I want this ability for?" Iron Slag asked with a retortuous smile.

"It's a lot of benefits......" Before the old blind could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the other party's roar.

"Can you eat it as a meal?"

"Young man, don't be angry, don't be angry, you have something to say." The old blind man raised his hands and said comfortingly, "I see that you have good potential, and you have a war song harmonica, so you can leave more offspring, and ......" The old blind man smiled and said, "The matter has come to this, and you can't spit it out......"

"Does this have anything to do with you?" Listening to what he said, the momentum of the iron slag suddenly leaked, and he asked with a smile.

"Seriously, the first time you came here, I noticed that you were a lot like a person, so I took the risk of taking you into cold storage; If it were someone else, we would observe them for a long time until we fully understood the identity and background of the other person, and we were sure that they were not the minions of the Temple, and then we would take the next step in our cooperation. Old Blind explained.

"Who?" Iron Slag frowned and asked.

The old man was silent for a long time, took a deep breath, pushed away the chair, stood up, straightened his stiff waist, then straightened his shirt, and solemnly spit out two words.

"Raven."

"Does he look like me?" Iron Slag asked.

"No......," said the old blind eye, shaking his head, looking at the iron slag with his hollow eye sockets, "I can't see your appearance, but I can feel your breath, like ...... Two brothers who are connected by blood. ”

"Brother?" Iron Slag showed a puzzled expression and repeated thoughtfully.

"Well, brother," said the old blind ...... nodding, "I believe that not only me, but even the little girl outside, would have felt the same way, otherwise she would not have brought you here." ”

"It's a pity he's dead, otherwise we could have sat down and had a glass of wine together." Iron Slag said.

"Young man, for the raven, please don't say the word 'death', please say 'sacrifice', he is the hero of our old street." The old blind man said seriously.

"Hmm." Iron Slag nodded in response.

"Child, please allow me to call you so...... "I have made an initiative in this matter, and I have caused you trouble, I apologize to you, but I hope that there will be more and more people in this world who are similar to ravens......" The old blind man sighed, "He is a good boy, sincere, brave, and kind, but a person like him has no descendants, and he disappeared like this, leaving no trace of it...... I begged God to exchange everything I had for him to come back to life, but I couldn't...... Can't do it......" he shook his head and continued, "You know what? His younger brother, Hagrid, went to the southern continent alone, and left no children behind......" The old blind paused for a moment, grabbed the arm of the iron slag, and said sincerely, "Son, please forgive my selfish ......"

Hearing what the old man said so much, the anger of the iron slag also disappeared a lot, and he was about to say it, but at this moment, the former added: "Anyway, you have a lot of money, you really can't do it, just go to the bar to find a little girl, you see how good the one outside is, the crisp ......"

When the iron slag heard this, he immediately became angry, "Qiang! With a thud, the knife was unsheathed. At the same time, the old blind eye shrank back, and with his old skill, he pulled the hidden buckle again, and fell into the secret passage before the iron slag rushed in, and slipped away......

Looking at the disappearing dark passage, Iron Slag snorted coldly, withdrew his weapon, and turned to leave the divination hut.

After returning to the "Big Rum" bar, Iron Slag invites Satsuki to dinner. During this time, he opened a bottle of "Mona Sharia" champagne and clinked glasses with Satsuki and drank it.

"Big shot, where do you want to go...... "Satsuki asked timidly.

"Huh?" Iron Slag frowned slightly, indicating that he didn't understand.

"Satsuki is saying, where are you going to spend the night?" Satsuki plucked up her courage and added.

"It's not overnight, I'll leave later." Iron Slag took a sip of champagne and said.

After dinner, Satsuki delivers the iron slag to the door of the bar and watches him ride an old motorcycle and disappear to the end of the street. Out of the city, the iron slag throttle was twisted, and in the sound of the "clang" engine, black smoke and light red sand and dust were dragged and drove towards the northwest......

Fifteen hours later, at Dr3713-02-6, at 2 a.m. Silver City time and 87 p.m. Sett time, the Iron Slag finally arrived at Tyre Fortress after a long journey. Originally, the sand castle was only about 1,200km away and only needed to drive in seven to eight hours. But because the performance of the second-hand car he bought was too poor, he had a problem halfway through. He had to push the cart and walk for two hours to a nearby Lingshi mining area to seek the help of a local mechanic, so he delayed a lot.

After returning to Tyre Fortress, Wang Hu, Qin Ke'er, Mu Qianhe and others came out to greet him. At this time, the restoration of the fortress had been completed, and several more cadet teams followed, and the number of personnel stationed in the fortress increased significantly. Looking up, there were quite a few guards standing on the city walls, and the patrols outside the city were back to work. Walking into the city, it is full of people coming and going, and it is a lively and extraordinary scene. If it weren't for the scratches of varying shades on the walls, it would have been impossible to imagine that a few days ago, this place had been attacked with near-destruction.

Subsequently, in the office on the fifth floor, Wang Hu and Qin Ke'er held a thick file and reported the post-war situation to Tie Slag.

First of all, the casualty statistics and damage statistics have been calculated, and they have been reported to Eva Green, waiting for instructions from there. Due to the nature of the war, which was a battle to defend the territory, all the medical expenses, maintenance of machinery, pensions, etc., for the men damaged in the battle and after the war, were paid in full by the owner of the territory, Yuge Lombard;

Secondly, at the behest of Eva Green, Windsand Castle sent 20 Brute Cow pickup trucks and 50 tons of fuel. At present, the vehicles and tankers have been parked in the open space in the middle of the fortress, waiting to be dispatched at any time;

Third, the strength of the fortress has now returned to normal, and several small detachments of the Sixth Army of the Dawn Expeditionary Force were evacuated the day before yesterday;

In the end, more than half of the marines of the Wolf Clan Legion were damaged and needed to be re-recruited, and in terms of logistics personnel, although the reduction was not much, some personnel proposed to return to the Central Continent and may need to replenish some manpower.

After listening to the reports of the two, Tie Slag said that he would not consider supplementing personnel for the time being, and would wait for the post-war reward to be clarified before making further plans.

After discussing the matter, Wang Hu got up to say goodbye, and Qin Ke'er Qin Ke'er called Mu Qianhe up and accompanied Tie Slag to eat in the office.

"Captain~ These days when you're away, Ke'er misses you so much~" Mu Qianhe said with a smile while pouring wine for the iron slag.

"That's what you think." Qin Ke'er blushed and denied it.

"Ah~I don't want to~ That's going to be bad~" Mu Qianhe said to the iron slag, "Captain~Look~You've only been gone for a few days~Xiaosao hoof doesn't want you anymore~" She stopped, glanced at Qin Ke'er, and continued, "Or~ we'll take her off~ You say~ Okay?" ”

"You ......" Qin Ke'er blushed, bit her lip, and scolded, "Bad thing!" ”

"What is a 'leave'?" Iron Slag asked curiously. There are some colloquial terms in the Far East, which he doesn't quite understand yet.

"The so-called 'divorce' means 'divorce', according to the Northern Wilderness, it means not to want, abandon, ignore her, don't bully her in the future, don't give her food, don't beat her buttocks, that's probably what it means." Makichizuru explained.

"Don't listen to her nonsense......" Qin Ke'er glanced at her friend and said, "Divorce probably means that men unilaterally propose to break up, which only existed in ancient times in the Far East, and now pay attention to equality between men and women, and do not pay attention to unilateral breakup." ”

"Who is equal to you?" Mu Qianhe said, "The head of the regiment ~ Chizuru and you are not equal ~ You can do whatever you want~"

"Well, according to you, I can divorce her......" Iron Slag asked thoughtfully, "but you mentioned us, so how did you divorce her?" ”

"Usually I will bully her~ I won't bully her in the future~" Mu Qianhe hugged the neck of the iron slag, lying on his shoulder, and looked at Qin Ke'er directly as he spoke.

"You ......" Looking at the embarrassed two, Qin Ke'er was so angry that she stomped her feet.