"You escaped from the refugee camp?" Meria looked at the strange man in front of her with some surprise, "As far as I know, the Roya people are very tightly guarded by the concentration camps, and no one has been able to escape from there since the Roya led the people captured the refugees, how did you escape?"

Merial doesn't let her guard down because the other person claims to be a refugee. During the battle, it is very likely that the spies arranged by Luo Yaling's people deliberately disguised themselves as refugees to spy on intelligence. ”

"I'm an alchemist, and I ran out with alchemy potions. Greve had obviously not recovered from the potion effect, and in the face of Meria's questioning, he was a little lacking in energy, as if standing there had become a problem.

"Alchemist?" Meria raised her eyebrows, he was not one of the unheard of people in the Roya Territory, he had heard of the profession of alchemist in Westhal, the status of alchemists on the continent was more delicate, but to some extent, alchemists were still quite useful, for example, in war.

In a battle between Wisshele and Kyrnelo, the Wisshele Empire once used some alchemists, and put some alchemy potions into the water source of the Kernillo army, so that Kernillo's army was ineffective, and since then, Wishale and Kernillo have reached an agreement to prohibit the use of alchemists and alchemy items in battle, but this rule only applies to the two powerful empires, and in places like Deathfjord, many rules of war are taboo.

Meria already had some ideas in her mind, and if she could convince the alchemist to join them, she would surely be able to bring some twist to this war.

"The potion I refined made the jailer unconscious, and then he got the key to the prison and ran out of the night. The camp guards were tired, and as soon as they got out of prison, there was nothing to hinder. ”

"Tired?" Meria's expression moved slightly, a long-term tug-of-war may indeed cause a great physical burden to the enemy, but from this alone, it is not possible to conclude that this alchemist is not a spy, Meria looked Grave up and down: "What is your name, where did you live before, and how do you explain this smell?"

"My name is Grave, and I've been hanging around the Death Fjords before, and I don't have a fixed place to live. "In the refugee camp, there was this riot two days ago, and many people died, and when I escaped from prison, I went straight into the pit where the bodies were piled up and pretended to be dead. It's all the smell of carrion on the dead. ”

"Riot in the refugee camp?" Moses, who had been studying the military map in the tent, suddenly raised his head, "When did this happen?"

"I forgot the specific time, anyway, there wasn't much time, a lot of people died, and the bodies hadn't been disposed of yet. Grave's voice was still out of breath, "Can you let me sit for a while, I'm so tired." ”

Meria didn't expect the other party to make such a request, and suddenly cried and laughed, "You go and find a seat next to you." ”

"I didn't expect there to be a riot in the refugee camp in Loya City, maybe this was an opportunity for us. Moses got up from his seat and slowly rolled up the map spread out on the table: "We may be able to send someone to Loa City to find the fighters." ”

Merial nodded, and then shifted her gaze to Greve's body, the credibility of this alchemist's words was not for the time being, the smell of dead people on his body, and the fatigue without any strength, would not be faked, and after a moment of silence, Merial said in a deep voice: "Are you interested in staying in our army of the Boer Lords? We will provide you with enough benefits." ”

However, to Meria's surprise, the alchemist did not agree to her request, but shook his head: "Lord Lord, I just want to live alone, please let me go, I am really afraid of the army." ”

Grave's words were almost pleading, and this was the first time the alchemist had shown such an expression when he came to the barracks.

Meria already had a rough guess in her mind that this Grave must have suffered some inhuman treatment in the barracks of the Roya Collar to have such a great resistance to the army.

However, Grave's treatment in the concentration camp was good, what really made him uncomfortable was that he had escaped a whole night in the pile of the dead, although all his physiological reactions had stopped, but the long night in the pile of corpses, coupled with the feeling of hunger and cold after his body function was restored, was too painful, Grave didn't want to try a second time, and now when he mentioned the army, his body would instinctively resist.

"We won't force you to do things, our Bol Collar is not a Roa Collar, you can go to the Bol Collar and feel what life is like here. Will patted Grave on the shoulder: "When I caught you before, I was a little rude, I apologize to you." ”

"Bolling, are you a nascent force? I haven't heard of it before. Grave still looked weak: "Is it safe in the territory?"

"Of course it's safe, we have even repelled the invasion of the Duchy of Beru, but only if we can win this war with Luo Yaling. Will said in a deep voice: "Lord Meria is our lord, since he has extended an invitation to you, I hope you can also contribute to our army and help us win this war, so that the people of Boer will definitely be grateful to you." ”

Will's words can be said to be quite sincere, but Grave still shook his head: "I'm sorry, I can choose to live in the Bol Territory, but I really don't want to work in the army anymore, please forgive me." ”

Will's eyes burst out of a burst of fire, this tug-of-war, so that every warrior in the Bol Command was like a barrel of gunpowder that had hit the door, full of anger, as if only one spark could detonate this fire, Will's words were already quite polite, but this strange alchemist, not only did not appreciate it, but rejected his request.

You know, in the Deathfjord, the status of the army is absolutely special, transcendent, Will can put down his posture for a civilian, it is enough to give the other side, if Will kills the other party in a moment, others will not say anything.

Meria sighed lightly, it seemed that this alchemist named Grave had made up his mind, and such persuasion had no effect, but Merial would not force the other party to join, in that case, what was the difference between them and the executioner of Luo Yaling?

"Then you can leave, Will, and you can arrange for a few soldiers to take him to Bol City, and when he gets there, he can go and find a house to rent on his own. Meria's gaze fell back on Greve, "But Mr. Greve, remember, if you dare to mess around with the Bol Collar, I'll make your death ugly." ”

Grave nodded hurriedly, "Thank you, Lord Lord." Then I'll go. ”

"Wait a minute. ”

Just as Grave turned to leave, Moses suddenly stopped him.

Grave's body shuddered slightly, but he froze in place.

He had noticed the dwarf as early as Grave entered the tent, and he was surprised that there was still a dwarf in the Deathfjord, and that this dwarf did not seem to have a low status in the Boer army.

"What's the matter, Moses?" Meria said in surprise, "I've let him go." ”

"My lord, I think I have a way to get this alchemist to work for us. A mysterious smile appeared on Moses' face, which made Grave shudder.

"Don't use violence. Meria frowned.

"Don't worry, I won't. Moses smiled and said, "Mr. Grave, to tell you the truth, I used to be from the United Kingdom of Lothar, and there are quite a few alchemists in my country, and I am not wrong about this." ”

Grave nodded, the United Kingdom of Lothar itself is also a hodgepodge, dwarves, humans, elves, almost all live here, and for this kind of technical things, the Kingdom of Lothar is not very repulsive, alchemists are the same as craftsmen, it is a more orthodox technical profession, therefore, many alchemists on the road will choose the United Kingdom of Lothar as their habitat.

"In my impression, you alchemists all have a relatively paranoid character, and they all have an almost pathological paranoia in the face of potions that they want to refine, but have never refined, and I have a friend who once knelt in front of my house all night in order to get a raw material for refining potions among the dwarves, which can be regarded as making me really see your madness. Moses smiled and said, "If I say that among our Boer army, there are alchemy potion ingredients and formulas that you have never seen and cannot see, provided that you stay and help us, what choice will you make?"

Grave swallowed a mouthful of saliva, although his face was still a dead gray like a dead man, but Meria noticed that his expression did change: "I have a lot of potions that I have come into contact with and refined, you can tell me what they are first." ”

"You should know that the dwarven tribe of our United Kingdom of Lothar, our capital Divine Casting City, is located in the White Ridge Mountains, except for the mysterious Valthus Prison, which is the deepest mountain range in our Divine Casting City, the White Ridge Mountains are inaccessible, there are many natural medicinal herbs, except for the White Ridge Mountains, the rest of the continent is absolutely not seen. Moses' eyes were fixed on Greve, "Am I right?"

Grave's breathing became a little rapid, and he nodded vigorously.

What Moses said is true, Grave's biggest regret is that he has not been to the United Kingdom of Lothar, although he has the heart to do it, but the distance between the Fjord of Death and the United Kingdom of Lothar is too far, almost from the southernmost part of the continent to the northernmost part of the continent, the little savings he has accumulated, let alone the purchase of alchemical medicinal materials of the Kingdom of Lothar, may not be enough as a travel fee, since the dwarf in front of him is from the United Kingdom of Lothar, he must have a lot of treasures on him.

"Snow Heart Grass, although I don't know about alchemy, but this should also be a very valuable herb, it is said that it only grows in the lowest temperature mountains in the Bailing Mountains, and the growth year must be more than twenty years before it can be picked, this is when I was in the Divine Casting City, I got it from a friend, do you want to take a look?"

As soon as Moses' words fell, the spatial ring on his hand flashed, and a small silver grass appeared on his palm. The moment this miraculous herb appeared, the temperature in the entire tent began to drop rapidly, and in the brazier with coals stacked in the center of the tent, the dark red flames gradually extinguished, and finally they were covered with a faint layer of frost, and Will, who was wearing short sleeves, hugged his arms and began to tremble.

Moses put the snow grass back in an instant, and the terrifying low temperature just now gradually dissipated, and Grave didn't make any movement just now, just stared at Moses's palm with his eyes.

"Well, this is Snow Heart Grass, right, I don't know the goods, I want to hear what you alchemist has to say. ”

"The low temperature, white grass stems, is one of the necessary raw materials for refining the top alchemy potion of the ice system, yes, this is Snow Heart Grass. Grave nodded in affirmation.

"How about it, if you are willing to serve our army, this snow heart grass, I will send it to you directly. Moses smiled.

Grave didn't speak, but everyone present could see that he was at the moment of the battle between heaven and man in his heart, and Greve, who had just refused, now began to groan, which was enough to see how attractive this snow grass was to him.

"Thank you, sir, for the invitation, and I think I'd better go to Bol City. ”

After thinking for a moment, Greve suddenly smiled, "This Snow Heart Grass has nothing to do with me, and the relevant potion formula of Snow Heart Grass is a more precious one, if you can't get it, you can't refine a top-notch potion with just one Snow Heart Grass." ”

"Oh, tell me about the other recipe, and I want to see what kind of treasure it is. "Moses was too high-pitched.

"Elven spring water of the elven clan, do you have this?" Grave said proudly: "Elven spring water, only in the core of the elven clan, in the elven forest, other elven habitats do not have this kind of treasure, if you have it, even if you do things for the Boer army, it is not a big deal." ”

"Oh, elven water, this treasure is precious enough, and I really don't have it. Moses smiled and said, "Well, I don't, just because we don't have it doesn't mean that we don't have it." ”

Hearing the first half of Moses' words, Greve didn't react yet, but when he heard the second half of the sentence, Greve's pupils instantly contracted! I want to talk about "Shadow of Exile" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find a confidant~