Seeing the trio disappear into the woods, Sean made a calm face for the archers to stop shooting.

"Heighten your guard!" Sean said angrily.

Not to mention a ranger who came in all the way directly from the place where his army was stationed, and a young but powerful thief who turned into a thief and lurked around him without anyone noticing, Sean felt chills when he thought about it. Including the last orc who suddenly appeared from the forest, this orc can reach the realm of a complete half, and is obviously also a high-level goods.

These three people came as soon as they said they wanted, they fought if they wanted, and in the end they said they would leave, and they couldn't do anything with their own army, and they couldn't keep it at all. What is the origin of these three people?

Sean returned to his main tent and sat down at the small table to begin his thoughts.

Needless to say, Orson Travis is the strongest ranger in the Western Continent who is both good and evil. With the ability to cultivate both magic and martial arts, he does things according to his preferences, and when he is happy, he goes to the mercenary union to take on the most troublesome work to do and solve the trouble for others. Even if he is in a good mood, he can single-handedly pick up an entire wind thief group without charging a penny. But if he was not happy, he would dare to beat anyone, such as the previous time when he cut down a high priest with a chaotic sword, and hung him upside down on the door of the church---- because this man embezzled the sacrificial property of the common people, and collected money from people to treat people. This time it was his turn, where did he provoke him? to attract such a headache killer? Thinking of Orson's heroic posture of flying through thousands of troops with his own strength, it was difficult for Sean to control himself from gasping.

There is no grudge in the past, no hatred in the past, who can invite him to make trouble in his army?

Yes, mischief. The actions of the three of them, except for the orcs who came to answer at the end, can be described as troublemakers.

And then there's the thief, who is young, but a little scary. The reason why Sean dared to sit alone in the tent like this was to trust his ability to do it, and to ensure that no one could sneak in and assassinate him. But the thief, Ingres, did it. Although he didn't have a chance to kill himself, he managed to lurk around him and wait for an opportunity. He just didn't have a chance, how could he stay dormant for a long time and be patient enough to wait for the opportunity?

A great man once said that there is always an opportunity.

Opportunity is indeed always there, and his opportunity is his own death. Sean shuddered, and couldn't stop thinking about the thief's skills---- which were like thieves' skills and not thieves' skills. Ambiguous. I didn't see any proof that a high-level thief had turned into a thief, but he almost had that kind of strength with a strange method. ^^, UC eBook, first release ^^

"Your Highness, the things have been fetched. A guard came in and placed the cross-dart that Ingres had shot in front of Sean.

Sean nodded for the guards to step back. Put on leather gloves and carefully pick one up and put it in front of your eyes to take a closer look.

The little thing is in the shape of a cross. There are four pointed blade tips. Each tip is perpendicular to each other, sharpened into the shape of a sharp blade, and the joints are transitioned in a blade-to-blade fashion, so that no matter which blade shoots outward. can easily shoot and injure the target.

Looking at this little thing that was slightly smaller than a slap, Sean became more and more frightened the more he looked at it. This security breaks the huge flaw of the thieves who don't have the ability to fight from a distance. After quenching. Coupled with Ingres' peculiar firing technique, this thing seems quite rebellious. Smelling a slightly sweet smell coming from above, Sean couldn't help but think, what if it wasn't a paralytic drug, but some kind of deadly poison?

Looking at the prop in his hand repeatedly, Sean's eyes fell fixedly to the middle of it. There is a round hole of unknown significance, and next to the round hole is a small and inconspicuous hammer mark.

Sean shook his hand and looked at it in the sunlight in disbelief.

It's really a small square-headed hammer with three twists and turns of lightning erupting outward. This is the orthography created by the dwarves---- the mark of the dwarven casting god Sander Ironbeard!

After a pause, his heart began to be suspicious. I felt more and more unpredictable about this thief. When will it start. The dwarves have officially begun to build weapons for humans, and most of the weapons used by humans now come from the heritage of the dwarves, which are the trophies brought back by the mercenaries after their adventures. Mostly excavated in various relics and dungeons. A small number of others came from dwarven slaves captured by humans. But they don't make things with the mark of Sander Ironbeard, it's an unfamous rule, and the dwarves would rather die than insult their gods, and they don't want to make things for humanity if they live in shame. So having this mark can only mean that this thief asked the dwarves to create it for him.

What a big face!

Sean didn't even think he had the face to ask the dwarves to build weapons and armor for himself.

Finally, the orc. Orcs who can fully transform, regardless of their combat effectiveness, are quite high-level. The criterion for judging the high and low ranks of orcs is not their combat power, but their humanization ability. This ability determines their ability to survive in human society in the conditions of poverty.

Sean thought back to that slender and toned body and that cold face. Orcs who can fully transform and soar in mid-air to show extraordinary combat effectiveness are undoubtedly quite high-level. It's just that Sean can't figure it out, such a high-level orc must have a high status among the orcs, why are friendly humans mixed together? As long as it is an orc or a human race, it is impossible to remember wrongly, the two races have been mortal enemies for a long time, but he didn't expect that it was an orc who rescued Orson Travis and the thieves at the last moment!

Yes, orcs! Orcs who are mortal enemies of humans.

Looking at the orthography dwarf mark on the prop in his hand repeatedly, Sean was shocked and tried to sort out the relationship between them.

Terrans---- dwarves ---- orcs, no matter how you look at them, the three are not connected

Thinking like this, he shook his head and vetoed, Hawke was too rebellious, because he was outstanding, he was born in a royal family, he seemed too arrogant and arrogant, and this kind of character determined that his social skills were quite low, far inferior to himself, and it was unlikely that he would be able to make friends with other clans. What he couldn't do with his own social skills, he couldn't do it either.

Just as he was out of his mind, the herald came in with a gloomy face.

"Your Highness, I have something to report. ”

"Say!"

"Almost all of the stakes and scouts that were placed around were killed. The remainder is less than a third of the arrangement. ”

"What?!" Sean was startled, and shouted sharply, "When did it happen?"

"It wasn't long ago. ”

"Who did that?"

The attendant hesitated: "There are no living people left." But all the fatal wounds were in the throat, and it looked like they were all fatal with a single blow. The wound left tooth marks or claw marks. Experienced veterans say that the only ones who can leave such traces are orcs. ”

Orcs?

Orcs!

Sean's pupils began to contract, and he immediately remembered the last orc who had come out of the forest and jumped into the air to meet him. No wonder I didn't see him appear first, but I went to assassinate the scout and the stake.

Yes, the leopards of the orcs have a similar strength to that of thieves. When they transform into a leopard or half-human, half-leopard combat form, they are equally adept at stealth and assassination. Although the ability to stealth is slightly weaker than that of thieves, the powerful sense of smell from the orcs strengthens their tracking ability. A veteran thief of equal strength meets a leopard master, who will become the hunter and who will become the prey. Sean believes that if it is in the city, there are more opportunities for thieves, and in the wild, the leopards are almost certain to win.

Thinking back to the heroic posture of spreading his limbs in mid-air, this high-level orc is a leopard clan!

The herald raised his eyes to look at Sean uneasily, then lowered his eyebrows, and said in a low voice: "Your Highness, there is still bad news. ”

Bad news came one after another, Sean had a bad premonition, suppressed his irritability, and said in a deep voice: "Say, good news and bad news are all reported, I raised you for nothing?"

The herald shrunk his head, and said in a voice that was careful not to offend Sean, "The scouts we sent to Silver Arrow and the soldiers who served as messengers back were also killed. ”

Sean Hawk's turn: "Say it again!"

“...... The scouts and messengers were all killed, and only one escaped and died halfway through. ”

"Orcs too?" Sean asked, his face completely turning iron-blue. When the target pointed to the Silver Arrow Castle, everything came together to form an obvious clue, and what he had begun to guess early in the morning turned into a fact--- there was an invisible force that was secretly helping Hawke, not the hidden power of Reeves, but another force that did not understand the way at all, including Terrans, dwarves, and orcs.

"Uh...... I'm afraid not. The herald took out an arrow and handed it to Sean: "This was taken from the last messenger." ”

Sean only glanced at it and his face changed completely: "Arrows unique to the elves?"

The herald began to smile wryly, "Exactly. I thought I was mistaken, so I went to find someone to confirm it. The result is that people who recognize it tell me that this is true and can't be faked. Regardless of the shape, workmanship, wear and tear of the flying shot, or the accompanying magical breath on it, it can prove that it comes from the bow of the elves, and it also comes from the unique archery techniques of the elves. Your Highness, it's really an elf race!"

There is one more elven clan!

Sean was startled and took the arrow from the herald to examine it carefully. The workmanship is completely different from that of the human race, the aesthetic redundant elven pattern, and the faint magical atmosphere all prove that it comes from that noble race. Because only they have such workmanship, only they will use natural magic to enchant arrows, and only if their lives are too long, they will have a long time to pass the time, and when they have nothing to do---- they will engrave patterns on the arrows, just to look good!

What kind of face does Hawke have, that even the elves will help him?