"I don't think I've ever seen that sign before. Lothar whispered to her companion that until now, although Nuisa claimed to have believed her identity, and Cheese and the others believed in her identity, she had not produced any substantial evidence. Because if they had known that she had this thing in her hands, the chances of an accident that might have happened to Nuisa when she acted on her own would have been greatly reduced. In other words, they would most likely hand her over to a caravan or other team they encountered as they passed by, rather than choose to follow her.

That only shows that she is looking at it carefully. Cheese replied in the same volume, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. The mage didn't care about Nuisa's small movements, he was afraid that they would save a noble lady who didn't know anything, and that it was unsettling that the life that didn't know anything would be destroyed in front of his eyes. Since she has the idea and ability to protect herself, she doesn't need the help of the cheese anymore in many things, which saves the mage a lot of trouble. He's not so self-righteous, so he doesn't immediately get angry when he's taken advantage of.

By the time the two whispered, the confrontation between Nuisa and the intelligence merchant had already come to an end. The waist card created by the wolf lord for his own heirs is a secret that is not a secret in the tribe, and the reason for this incident is that the wolf lord has too many wives and concubines, and it is impossible to calculate which wife and concubine are pregnant and give birth to the child is not his own. Therefore, he can only take such a ridiculous-sounding approach, that is, after giving birth to a newborn in his wife and concubine, he will take it to the shaman for identification, and after confirming that it is the blood of the wolf owner, he will order someone to create a sign marked with a man and a woman and a number for the child, on the one hand, to facilitate the wolf master's own confirmation, and on the other hand, it can be regarded as a guarantee of the child's bloodline.

Something like a number for one's child sounds very uncomfortable, as if the wolf lord has not fulfilled the responsibilities of a father to his children. It is also true that in Nuisa's memory, there is not much about her time with her father. But all the children of the wolf lord heard the news from their mothers early on that most of the wolf lord's wives and concubines were not married by his will. There is no relationship in this world that can strengthen the bloodline, so according to the grassland tradition, all the tribes that bow to the wolf lord will send a woman with a high status in their own tribe, most of whom are the daughters or sisters of the head people, to serve as the wife and concubine of the wolf lord, and dare not dare to look like these women, the wolf lord is obliged to have offspring with them.

In this regard, Nuisa was fortunate and unlucky, because although her mother was not of noble birth, she was quite popular with the wolf lord because of her good looks, and therefore, although she did not spend much time with her father, she was still one of the more close to the wolf lord among his two-digit children. This not only gave her a higher status in the clan than her sisters of similar age, but also became the reason why she served as the funeral party and thus became the target of ambush.

Nuisa was so vague about this during the conversation during the trip that they still couldn't figure out whether Nuisa wanted to take revenge on her brother who had designed the ambush, or to protect her relatives and friends in the tribe, or if she had other plans. This time, the mage also planned to take this opportunity to see what kind of news the wolf lord's daughter would inquire about from the intelligence dealers. This made it easier for him to deduce Nuisa's attitude, which in turn could be used as a basis for judging whether the team needed to stay here or not.

"Well, interesting. I didn't expect it to be like this. The merchant made a judgment after staring at the sign for a few seconds, and he had not seen a similar sign before. Nuisa's was not much different from the identity tag he knew in terms of texture and materials, and the person who held it was still quite famous among the tribe. After confirming Nuisa's identity, he looked up at Cheese and Lothar again, lingering on the latter for a few more seconds, "Looks like you've met a good helper." ”

"I'm not here for you to watch, to tell you everything you know. Nuisa's tone and tone were unfamiliar, and she seemed to be a completely different person, commanding the merchant with a condescending attitude. Perhaps, it was a ploy of hers, perhaps, it was her face to the disgusting, or perhaps, this was what she really was.

Somehow, after being given such a rude order, the intelligence merchant moved away from the agency at his disposal. People are like that, as long as they think they know what they are facing, even if that knowledge does not reduce the slightest danger of what they are facing, they feel that they are in control.

"Well, the eagle on the Wolf King's shoulders spreads her wings, but where is she going? Without the Wolf King's protection, your situation is much worse than you think. Or are you going to use these outsiders as capital? I admit that some of them are good warriors, but not good enough to turn the tide on their own..."The moment the merchant's words stopped at the point of the knife against his throat, Nuisa only took a small step forward, and the knife she pulled out of nowhere was already cold against the opponent's Adam's apple.

Lothar raised an eyebrow and said in a subtle but somewhat emotional voice, "I haven't seen that knife either. How much else is she hiding and we don't know?"

This question is probably also what the intelligence businessman wants to ask, and he doesn't even dare to swallow his saliva now, for fear that the ups and downs of the Adam's apple will hurt him. Nuisa held the tip of the knife, her feet moving slightly, forcing the former and her to make a circular trajectory with the center of her arm as the origin. So the positions of the merchant and the guest were reversed.

"Answer, my question. What do you know about my brothers and sisters?"

"I said, I said, I, uh-huh..." The man was about to say something meaningful, his body began to twitch, his eyes rolled up, and the corners of his mouth foamed at the mouth, as if he had been poisoned. Nuisa was overwhelmed, and she subconsciously put down the knife and wanted to do something, but when she turned her eyes to the cheese and them, she realized that Lothar had rushed behind the merchant and grabbed the merchant's shoulder from behind.

"Get out of the way!" Nuisa didn't know what she was trying to dodge, but she subconsciously jumped to the side, a jump that allowed her to escape from the dark shadow that burst out of the merchant's abdomen. The dark shadow that shot out of the merchant's belly, writhing in the light, was supposed to be a centipede or similar myriapod in appearance.