"When the time comes, let him disappear the little things that are not worth mentioning. "For decades, the bloody conflict between the townspeople and the natives was, in Faust's mouth, a trivial matter.

The chief nodded, smiling, "That's a good thing, but ......" The smile on his face faded, and his brow furrowed, "How are we going to deal with that city?"

"If we weren't sure about it, we wouldn't have come up with this plan. Faust gestured to himself and the mayor, and explained solemnly to the old chief. He had to be affirmed by the old chief, and only if the old chief was involved in this matter could his backup plan be implemented.

"Oh, shall I reveal it then?" the old chief seemed interested in Faust's so-called "solution." He has never given up his exploration of the ancient city in these decades. Along the way, he experimented with countless methods, from the rituals of ancient legends to exotic objects brought by merchants, none of which could completely eradicate the influence of the City of Flesh.

"Well......" Faust pretended to waver, "this method we got at great expense, if you want to know......"

"We can exchange intelligence. The old chieftain, who was an empathetic man, understood what Faust meant, and immediately slapped the arm of his chair and quoted his price.

"My tribe has a natural advantage of distance from the City of Flesh and Blood, and naturally I have obtained more information than you......" The old chief explained, "Listen to you, this operation seems to be entering the City of Flesh and Blood? ”

Seeing that Faust was not only Faust's specialty, but the old chief also deduced part of Faust's plan of action from Faust's intentions and other clues.

"That's why I invited you to join the expedition. Faust smiled happily as he watched his prey bite the hook, "We have the solution to the City of Flesh, and you can guarantee that we can carry out the plan without any problems." It must be the will of the gods, wise chieftain. Faust placed special emphasis on wisdom.

"Since I brought it up, then I'll come first. The old chief did not react to Faust's compliment, and he cut straight to the point.

"I'll tell you the truth, I've tried to solve that city in many ways, and on two occasions, I needed to lead my men deep into it. There was a gleam in the old chief's cloudy old eyes, and it was evident that those two expeditions could be described as thrilling, and he was very proud.

"On one occasion, we took over a library, killed a lot of monsters, and set up grand rituals, but unfortunately, it didn't have a significant effect. The old chief continued, "Nevertheless, we have gained a great harvest, from which my special unit, the Revenant, has been trained. ”

"Oh?" Faust straightened up, "it's funny, and it doesn't have to be a loss even if we fail this time." ”

"Indeed," the old chief nodded in agreement, "and I will give you a detailed account of this expedition when the time comes." ”

When is the time?, Faust sneered inwardly, he was very disdainful of the old chieftain's vague words, he had thought that the old chief would be more generous.

"Thank you for your generosity. Faust said politely that he did not believe, "Since you have paid first, it would be too stingy for us not to reveal anything." ”

Faust cleared his throat and pondered for a moment, "The solution to this incident begins with an expedition I participated in not long ago. ”

"That time, we teamed up with a professor from the imperial capital to explore an ancient tomb. In the mausoleum, we discover the knowledge about demons left by the owner of the tomb, which mentions the city of flesh. Faust began to talk nonsense, he had no way to settle the City of Flesh peacefully - his idea was to kill the two cursed parties, and without the mastermind behind the scenes, the source of the conflict between the two sides would naturally not exist.

The old chief of the "Demon ......" had a solemn face, unlike most supernatural creatures, demons were notorious, and even many mortals who knew nothing about mysteries knew about it.

"If it were a demon, it would have been possible to build such a terrifying place. The old chief said in a deep voice.

Faust looked at the old chieftain who was lost in thought, and he only wanted to laugh in his heart - the old chief was a shrewd man, but his knowledge was so poor that he couldn't see through the lies he made up casually.

Faust is superficially unobtrusive and begins to refine the details of his story. "The notebook describes several monsters, all of which are demonic creations. With that, Faust began to describe the monsters he had seen in the memories of Mayor Marula, and made up several sensational names.

"Indeed, it seems that you have found a way to suppress the City of Flesh. "Deep, like an old chief, he can't help but smile. He had no doubts about Faust's words, the monsters had only been seen by him and the old mayor, and they were limited by the curse to reveal the relevant information to the others.

This is still a misjudgment caused by too narrow knowledge - he has no way of imagining that there is such a terrible ability to read minds in the world.

"Yes, tonight we will hold a banquet to bless you on your journey!" the old chief was very happy, and how could he not be happy that the ills that had plagued him for so many years were about to disappear?

But Faust's next words ruined his good mood. Faust said expressionlessly, "Chief, you may have had some kind of misunderstanding, and you have to go with us in this operation." ”

"Well, why?" the chief, in the midst of the ups and downs, his judgment plummeted, and he asked such a stupid question. But before he could react, "Are you going to perform some kind of ritual, do you need all the people who have received the curse to be there?"

Faust nodded, "That's right, otherwise I wouldn't have brought Mr. Mayor with me." Mayor Marula nodded weakly.

He had been listless since he got up today, and Faust's several attempts to probe had no results, and in the end it was only due to his age and lack of energy.

"Hmm......" the chief scratched his chin, he was so old that he had lost a lot of his beard, "Is there no other way? I'm too old to go on such an intense expedition again......"

Faust shook his head, "The curse must be lifted in person, and I have no other way." ”

The chief pondered for a moment and slapped his thigh one last time, "Tomorrow is the way out!" he looked up and stared at Faust's face, "I'll bring more guards, no problem, right?"

Faust clearly read the old chieftain's subtext. He smiled, "Of course that's fine. "It's just cannon fodder anyway.