The silver moonlight shone on the earth, and the mountains, rivers, forests, everything was dyed with a new layer of color. In this dark night, it was a little like gray.

Jones flapped his wings and flew hard.

On the continent of Celtus, the silver moon represents luck, and this is the same opinion of both humans and bloods. It's just a pity that Jones couldn't find a reason to be lucky on a night like this anyway. In fact, the other party could kill the door at any time, and Jones didn't feel anything but apprehension and anger now.

Can you make it to the arrival of the letter at Salted Fish Harbor?

It's hard, I'm afraid.

The distance from Giant Snake City to Salted Fish Harbor is several times farther than the distance to Hilde. If it were Dora, there would be no need to expect her to come back before dawn. Even with the help of Richie's guardian angels and seductive demons, or even Brutus, to turn on spatial magic, it would have to wait until dawn.

And the other party, it is almost impossible to allow things to drag on until dawn. Unless they wanted to stay in Megasnake City for a day, they would figure it out when there were two hours left before dawn.

Jones felt like he was in despair.

However, there seemed to be no other way for him to do so.

In the distance, he saw a flock of crows hovering back and forth over his castle, "croaking" and croaking. Startled, he quickly lowered his altitude and dived into the woods below, and then flew forward against the ground.

......

"There's no one, are they all hiding?"

"Where's the hydra? Is the hydra gone?"

"There wasn't a single figure in the castle, let alone a hydra. ”

"Look again. Where can such a big hydra hide?"

"Look again. ”

In the distance, Jones had already heard the discussion, and immediately gasped. Relieved, but relieved.

Isn't that to be expected?

Count Dracula would not give Jones much time to react, so after delivering the "ultimatum", they set off as soon as night the next day. This is the normal way to do it.

Luckily, they haven't discovered where the dwarves and hydras are hiding. This should be good news.

Turning into a human form, Jones suppressed his magic fluctuations, and step by step, cautiously touched in the direction of the castle.

There is no doubt that Count Dracula, and indeed every member of the deacon's guild who will come here, is much stronger than Jones, and even many times stronger. This meant that Jones couldn't get too close, or there would be a great, danger of being discovered.

"They've only been gone for a short time. You see, the campfire is still warm. And the meat, which is all roasted and eaten. ”

In the distance, Jones saw a field of venison and pheasant meat thrown next to the dwarven village, which Jones had helped hunt for today. The crows in the sky were all coming for this, and a few of them had tentatively landed on the ground and were slowly approaching.

Several Bloods were standing in the open field next to the Dwarven Village Chief, where the Dwarves usually barbecued and held bonfires. As for Count Dracula, Jones hadn't seen it yet.

Holding his breath, Jones cautiously ducked behind the rocks and watched them from afar.

If they hadn't spotted Hydra and the dwarves, Jones wouldn't have had to show up for a while. After all, who knows how long it will last after meeting?

Jones suddenly wished that Adair would be late. If Adair had arrived with a large number of men at this time, Jones would have to show up.

"It seems that I got the news and ran away. ”

"I don't think I ran away. Come to think of it, the dwarf is okay to say, where can such a big hydra run? Let it run for a day, and we will be able to catch up at once. I think they're still here, they're just hiding. ”

"Where will it be?

Two of the Bloods turned into bats and flew quickly towards the castle, while the other Bloods roamed around, searching for anything suspicious.

Jones cowered behind the stone and watched from afar.

Finally, he saw the figure of Count Dracula on the balcony of the castle, with two Bloods by his side.

One of them had black hair and was a burly man. This Jones knew him, a member of the brotherhood to which Count Delacula belonged, and had been to Jones's house many times. It should be what Dora said, a friend of Count Dracula who served in the deacon's council.

The other brunette with medium build. This Jones hasn't seen it. It seems that the status is higher depending on the clothes. Because his attire was a little different from that of the other deacons.

At this moment, Count Dracula was chatting with these two men, and the place where he was standing happened to be Jones's room.

At such a distance, Jones certainly couldn't hear what they were saying. I didn't dare to get closer, after all, there were so many blood clans around. At least thirty of them. All adult blood clans, and they are all high-level blood clans.

After all, only the upper blood is eligible to serve in the deacon's council.

After a while, there was a loud "bang" in the castle, and the walls of the towers facing south were cracked, and a puff of white smoke rose from the entire castle. It was all detrital powder.

Jones was startled and his eyes widened.

One of the Bloods flew out of the castle in the form of a bat and shouted to the other Bloods, "This castle has no basement, they are not hiding in the basement. ”

"Where are you hiding?"

"Let's look around. They certainly wouldn't be hiding very close, otherwise we would definitely feel the breath. But it can't be very far, either. ”

"Watch the ground! Hydra will have visible marks when it wriggles!"

"The traces of the ground seem to have been cleaned up, and that's all there is!"

"Look again!

"Good!"

Jones's heart was beating violently.

Six or seven Bloods scattered and began to search for traces on the ground little by little.

Jones's heart was about to jump out. He hid with his back against the rock, blinking desperately with nervousness.

He had cleaned up the traces of the Hydra's wriggling, but the movement was too big and the time was too tight for him to clean up all of them, and he could only clean up some of them. In addition, he made some fake traces, but I don't know if he can fool them.

Maybe I shouldn't let the Hydra and the dwarves hide in the same place, in that case, if they can't stand it, at least the dwarves will be fine.

"No, no. When you enter the tunnel, you will be the world of the dwarves. There were more than seventy adult dwarves in total. Even if the ordinary blood clan goes in, there is no way to take them. Jones muttered to himself, taking a deep breath.

"There's a mark here!"

In the distance, another voice came from behind him. Jones hurriedly turned around and leaned on the stone to peek secretly.

"It's fake, don't look at it. There are no scales on it. That cunning imp actually tried to deceive us with such a trick. Unfortunately, it's not the first time we've dealt with Hydra. Hehe. Look for it again!"

"Yes!"

"There are traces here, too!"

"This is real!

A large group of bloodlines began to gather in the direction of the sound.

That direction was indeed true, and Jones was a little desperate.

What time was it? It was only about ten o'clock in the evening, and it was at least five hours before Dora arrived at Salted Fish Harbor. The other party has already found their way...... How long can Jones drag it out?

Jones crept into the pit not far behind him.

Although gold mining has not been long ago, many tunnels have been dug by the dwarves for exploration. The tunnels are basically connected, and the inside is like a labyrinth. Luckily, Jones was involved in exploration, so he knew the way.

As soon as he entered the tunnel, Jones immediately spread his feet and ran wildly, and soon made a large circle to the dwarves' hideout. Because he couldn't use magic or turn into a bat, he was so tired that he couldn't breathe.

It was a pile of rubble. To be precise, it's a freshly heaped pile of rubble. Jones had the dwarves use gravel to seal off all the exits to the space where they were hiding, leaving only a few air holes. If you don't have a definite clue, you will only walk by and think that it is just an ordinary pile of rubble. Of course, if the other party is a blood clan, it is a different matter......

The Blood's magical talent and perception are many times higher than those of the Dwarves. Even through the rubble, they could sense the dwarves inside...... And Hydra.

These gravel can only be used for purely defensive purposes.

Climbing up the gravel pile, Jones drilled straight into the reserved blowhole.

It was pitch black, real pitch black, and there was no light at all. Even the blood clan with excellent night vision has a black eye.

"Hey...... Are you all right?" Jones asked quietly.

"Little bat, is that you?" was the voice of the hydra.

"Your lord, are you back?" was the dwarf's voice.

"It's me. Jones gasped heavily, and hurriedly said, "They should be here soon, and the people of Adair haven't arrived yet." We're going to have to hold ourselves up for a while. ”

"How?

"I'm afraid that's all there is to it. If we wait for them to do it first, we won't have an advantage at all. ”

"Little bat, this place is too narrow, I'm afraid I'll hurt you if I do it. ”

"Ma'am, stay in peace. Let's just do it. The Bloods are far less physically fit than the Dwarves, and if we find a way to interrupt their incantations, we have a chance of winning. ”

"Okay. ”

......

"Master Jones, you must wait for Dora to come back!" Dora flapped her wings desperately and flew forward in the night sky.

......

"How many are there?" asked Adair to his butler.

"There are fifty people in total, young master. The steward replied, "Ten guards, twenty temporary recruits, and twenty blood slaves." ”

"Only ten guards, what about the others?"

"It's a lot, young master. We can't take the guards in charge of guarding the castle with us. The old man had just gone out, and he had taken twenty guards with him. ”

Looking at the fifty bloods gathered in front of him, Adair held his forehead, his eyebrows frowning.

Fifty Bloods, nice to say, is actually not like that.

The deacons knew that it was an organization of all the high-ranking bloods. The fifty people in his hands, the guards are fine, although they are not high-ranking blood clans, but they can eat the guards' food, and the force value will not be low. As for the other forty, it's a bit inadequate.

Half of them were women, and a few of them didn't look like they were underage. One by one, they didn't know what they were going to do. In this battle, can you fight, can you win?

However, with such a tight schedule, what could Adair do? If it was other opponents, it was okay, Hilde had an organization that could be seconded to a hundred thugs at any time, and Adair had not been seconded. I'm afraid that as soon as the other party sees that the opponent is a deacon, he will turn around and hit himself. Then it will be troublesome.

"Master Adair. The butler hesitated and said, "Or...... Let's not go. Such a big thing, Young Master Jones must be able to understand it. ”

"No, you have to go. Adair said categorically, "This is the bottom line of the Brotherhood. If I don't do anything to him, what reason do I have for him to do something?"

"But even if we go, we won't win......"

"Whether to win or not is a matter of strength, and whether to go or not is a matter of morality. Glancing helplessly at the butler, Adair stood on a high place and cried out, "Everyone listens. Tonight, do what I command. Whoever your opponent is, I'll let you do it! After tonight, the guards and employees will be rewarded heavily! All slaves will be freed!"

As he spoke, Adair waved his hand, and a group of zombie guards carried out boxes and boxes of gold coins and placed them in front of the Bloods.

The Bloodclan froze. In front of him, there are at least 300,000 gold coins or more.

Grabbing a handful of gold coins, Adair gritted his teeth and said, "These! are yours! And this is only a part! Come back! and more!"

All the Bloods held their breath for a moment.

No one is a fool, everyone understands that there must be a reason behind such a generous reward!

Just when the bloodclans present were stunned, in the corner, there was a female bloodclan who took advantage of Adair's inattention and quietly slipped out.

......

"Oh my God, how much money did that little imp make? and he is still a slave free, is he crazy?"

"I don't know, that's what said. His son gave all the dwarven slaves free. Just look at the size of the village, there are at least a hundred dwarves here. ”

"I've heard of the free body of the blood slaves, and the first time I heard of the free body of the dwarf slaves. Those gnomes still need freedom? Aren't they just tools for iron mining, and the senate will approve of such an agreement?"

"Anyway, I've already explained, don't be polite when you meet a dwarf, just do it. Grab them all and sell them. It doesn't matter if he doesn't have an agreement, the slave is not qualified to negotiate an agreement. ”

The sound of conversation came from a distance along the narrow tunnel, accompanied by a faint glow of fire.

Jones could distinctly feel the dwarves around him breathing heavily.

The barrel whispered, "I want to do it right now, and hammer their heads hard." ”

"I want to, too, but not yet. Wait for them to get closer. Jones whispered, "If we bring them all here, we won't be able to beat them." But if we don't do it first, we won't even be able to carry this wave. After a while, everyone listened to my orders, and they must move quickly, and they can be injured, not killed. ”

"Why can't you be killed?"

"I don't want to get into more trouble. Also, we need hostages. Do you understand everything?"

"Understood. ”

"Understood. ”

"Understood. ”

In the dark tunnel, the dwarves were in harmony with each other.

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