In the spacious bathroom, Shirakawa leaned on his back in the middle of the pool, silently recalling the information that had come out of Tilu's mind.

The point of destroying a mental line of defense is not all about extorting a confession or creating a sense of fear, for a wizard like Shirakawa, destroying a mental line can make some of his spells easier, such as memory reading.

Tilou Cobden shivered in the corner of the bathroom, as if she had been raped eighteen or nineteen times, staring at Shirakawa in the distance with a gaze of extreme Honkai fear.

Bai Long didn't care about her, but concentrated on thinking about a piece of news that seemed to her to be more crucial.

Ancient witchcraft.

In the secret base of the Cobbden family, the witchcraft of the ancient race is hidden.

The white dragon secretly pondered, according to the information provided by Tilu, this ancient upper limit can be mentioned nearly fifteen thousand years ago, at this point in time, there is no more detailed and true historical data to support the historical truth, even the elves who are keen to record history and have a long life are also species that crossed over from other material realms only 10,000 years ago.

Shirakawa has a strong curiosity about ancient witchcraft.

For arcane researchers, the so-called 'cheats' actually exist.

Needless to say, for a low-level wizard, the spell books of other wizards are not just a cheatbook, providing the base spell of the spell, the compression of the spell, and even the simplification of the activation spell, as long as the ability allows, all of which can help a wizard quickly master a new spell.

For a guy of Baihe's level, a spell record of eight or nine rings is even more so.

Spells at this level, even a single spell scroll can sell for an astronomical price, excluding the value of the spell itself, and the special ink and scroll paper are very expensive.

While most worlds are up-to-date and not necessarily better, the value of these ancient sorcery is evident given the scarcity of high-level spell materials and the unique power of the relatively primitive magical environment of the era.

Bai He couldn't help but feel a little itchy and scratchy.

"Hmmm......"

He stood up and looked at Tiru, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Tilu jumped up like a frightened rabbit, shouting and kicking her legs, huddled into a corner as Shirakawa approached, "Don't come!

"What are you so nervous about?Miss Tiru, I'm thinking about your 'deal'. Shirakawa laughed.

This smile was unusually terrifying in Tilu's eyes: "No, you are the devil, we have nothing to trade!"

Bai He's expression became serious: "Don't talk too much, Lady Cobden, you don't want to take back your position, or do you want to serve me for the rest of your life in this mine?"

Tilou Cobden shuddered, she looked at White River, and her originally fearful, vicious, hysterical gaze became vigilant: "You, what do you want?"

"I don't want much. Bai He smiled, "As you can see, I am a wizard and am only interested in your family's ancient magic. ”

He looked at Tilu's obviously relieved expression, and said, "Of course, there is another condition. ”

Tilou Cobden was nervous.

“...... This cold iron mine, I need a lot of miners, market, well, and enough concealment. Shirakawa asked, "Don't tell me your family can't do it." ”

"It's that simple?" Tilou Cobden's eyes widened in surprise.

"I'm evil, but I'm not too greedy, and that's one of my few virtues. Bai He laughed, and a teleportation light disappeared in place.

Tilu's face was cloudy, she was sure that the mysterious necromancer wanted more than just such a cheap payment - building a secret cold iron mine on the Great Glacier was certainly not a problem, and the few spell books in the family vault that few people had read for thousands of years were not essential treasures in her eyes, and the terrible necromancer clearly had other plans.

Even if he really only asks for so much, Tilu can easily realize that once this relationship is established, the content of future transactions will definitely not be so simple.

Despite this, she had no intention of objecting, and her calm mind made it easy for Tilou Cobden to realize that she had nothing now, as long as she could regain the family alive, no matter what she lost, it was not too much of a loss, not to mention that the other party was not asking for a high price.

"Instead of being kind to others, it is better to be feared, to make people fearful, to make people love difficult, tsk~ It is indeed the truth, the truth. Returning to the main living room above the Winterfell mine, Bai He observed Tilu's reaction in the large bathroom, and couldn't help but nod slightly: "The asking price is so low, it is difficult for her to betray me because of the fear in her heart driven by interests, and then I will show her a part of the strength to further enhance this fear, and then give some benefits casually, well, a shake M has been successfully trained like this." ”

Bai He summed up the practical experience of 'Shaking M Training Dafa', complacent, boastful, and very proud.

Command the army to conquer the city, occupy the great glacier and the vast wasteland south of the glacier, on the other hand, deploy puppet forces and agents among the humans in the south, strengthen the connection with the outside world, military conquest with one hand, foreign trade with the other, stick in the left hand and silver in the right hand, the great glacier strategy is promising, well, promising.

The white dragon was dreaming of spring and autumn with his eyes closed, but Sifu was a little strange:

"It's better to be intimidating than to be kind, Mr. Long, whose theory is this? Sounds good...... Cruel. ”

"Machiavelli, you certainly don't know him. Bai Hedao: "He has written a booklet, which is especially suitable for secondary two patients to complete a quick introduction to politics. ”

"What's the second disease, Mr. Long?" said Saff, tilting her head, her eyes full of question marks.

"See me?" Bai He raised his wings and posed, "Benlong is a typical secondary and second disease patient, do you understand?"

"Huh?" Seve winked cutely.

"Bad Dragon Master!" Senna suddenly opened the door and walked in, "Bad Dragon Master, Miss Simpaxia is here." ”

"Simpaxia!?" Shirakawa opened his eyes, a strange expression suddenly appeared on his face, and he spread his wings and flew out of the wide portal.

Since re-establishing contact with the little crystal dragon, Simpaxia's visit has become the daily routine of the white dragon's lair, for the white river, which is strange and has a lot to do with herself, Simpaxia, is obviously full of curiosity, she doesn't know the power of the white dragon very clearly, but she knows that this white dragon has extremely strong magical power, obviously, the white river who left the glacier to pursue the magic power has made great achievements, and even his mother can easily defeat it, which has shown that the power of this white dragon is far beyond the average adult dragon。

The White Dragon's recent silent big move surprised Simpaxia, due to the closed environment of the Great Glacier itself, the loose and self-contained social organization of the Frost Giants, and the fact that the White River worked well, the news had not even reached the nearest Frost Giant tribe, but it couldn't hide from Simpasia, who had been running back and forth.

This made her secretly shocked, the power of this white dragon was so strong, could it have begun to succumb to the evil dragon instinct in her heart and start plundering and expanding?

This didn't make her feel uncomfortable, dragons instinctively want to occupy more possessions and larger territory, and Shirakawa's actions seemed to her to be okay - even the so-called 'kind' metal dragons would actively expand their power when they were strong enough, and as a white dragon, Shirakawa's behavior could not be more normal.

Simpaxia was just curious about how powerful this white dragon was to be able to raze a tribe of frost giants to the ground overnight.

In the crystal dragon ancestral line to which she belongs, there are only a few ancient dragons that can do this.

Could it be that his strength can be compared to that of the ancient dragon?

She thought wildly, Bai He had already flown out, this is a mountain peak near 'Winterland', Simpaxia watched Bai He's huge body fly over compared to her, and she was a little nervous for a moment, because Bai Long's face was not good-looking.

"Ossoul, you don't seem to be in a good mood. ”

Simpaxia watched him fall, and although she wasn't too scared, she asked cautiously.

"Of course not, Mr. Simpaxia. Bai He stared at the small crystal dragon that was only a quarter of his size in a strange tone: "Can you explain what kind of condiments your grandfather added to Erha's enlightenment technique, and why did he become like this?"

"What's wrong with Erha?" Simpaxia blinked weirdly, "He's smart." ”

"I didn't say he was smart or not. As soon as Bai He mentioned this matter, he had a feeling that he was angry.

When Erha first arrived, Bai He just felt that this stupid boy was a little more upright, but his intelligence was okay, it can be seen that the old crystal dragon did have two brushes, but soon Bai He felt that something was wrong.

Erha lives in the experimental area, and can often see the miserable and wailing scenes of the experimental subjects under various kinds of experiments, which makes him constantly protest against Baihe, saying that this kind of thing is 'too cruel'.

When Shirakawa heard this feedback, he almost had auditory hallucinations because of himself.

When did a creature like the white dragon accuse others of being 'cruel'?

Could it be that growing up in the Crystal Dragon's den made this kid insane?

This strange feeling reached its peak when Erha witnessed the slaughter of the Frost Giant Tribe, and Erha trembled and blamed Shirakawa, which showed the great fear in his heart, but despite this, he gave Shirakawa a critical assessment of 'evil, brutal, and vicious tyrant, murderer, and marauder'

This righteous accusation made Bai He's brain shut down for a long time, he observed Erha for a while, and let the institute concoct several camp tendency test papers, these proposition skills are off the charts, no matter how Bai He hides and disguises, he can accurately measure his 'chaotic and evil' test questions, and when it is Erha's turn, it will all become the golden 'orderly kindness' that flashes Bai He's dog eyes.

Bai He, who had a stomachache, thought about it for a long time, and could only blame the reason on the enlightenment technique.

"Oh, that's right. Simpaxia knew what Bai He meant, and suddenly said: "My grandfather, well, he thinks that the thinking mode of the white dragon is too rough and uncivilized, so he used the thinking template of the silver dragon when constructing the enlightenment ceremony, well, he thinks it makes Erha look less barbaric." ”

"Pour the thinking pattern of the silver dragon into the head of the white dragon, is your grandfather a psychopath?" A messy feeling in the wind made Bai He's dragon face twitch and couldn't help but complain: "At least it's a strange thing." ”