Out of the security room, it's the finishing stage, as the so-called everything is difficult at the beginning, in fact, compared with the beginning, the difficulty of the end is also not low, the deputy warden has been sent to the door, and Al has been carrying the gaze of the deputy warden and the gate guards with his back and followed out of the gate of the station, and the heart in his chest is beating as if it is about to explode.

After following seven or eight steps, the people at the back of the line began to turn their heads and cast a puzzled glance at the fake soldiers, at this time they were not far from the gate, but if it dragged on any longer, this doubt would definitely turn into suspicion, then surprise, and then ...... So at the same time, Al strode over to Quentin, clenched his fists to his chest and gave him a feverish gaze, and then whispered in a smiling tone, "My lord, let me give you a ride, our captain has been staring at you the whole time, and he doesn't seem to see me coming out." ”

Quentin looked sideways at the fake soldiers, then looked back at the gate guards standing in a row outside the gate gate, and let out a faint smile as he asked where the fake soldiers wanted to go.

This is the smile that the goddess of victory shows to the fake soldier through the mortal body - after leaving the prison station safely, Quentin's performance undoubtedly seals the coffin of the fake soldier's identity.

"Just send a little bit!"

Al casually responded with a vague answer, and followed the other party's side and stopped talking, whether it was the prison garrison, the guards, or Quentin's gang, he could already make up random words in the face of either side alone, Quentin would answer a question, and strange words could always amuse the other party.

Before parting, the baron really made an invitation, of course Al agreed with excitement, and then changed his tone and said that he would go back to deal with those miscellaneous things first, and report to the east gate of the inner city in a few days, and finally say goodbye to the other party at a safe distance where he couldn't see the gate of the station.

It wasn't until he left the prison trail and walked a dozen steps towards the pile of rubble that he had agreed with the prison guard that Al dared to crouch down and relax his nerves, which were about to break, and all sorts of thoughts such as "Don't do it again, it's not always so lucky!], "Take those five loot and go!

And what followed was a deep fear.

Because of his fear, he didn't dare to think about some way to test the black snake the whole time, so as to deceive a little bit of news about the ring from between the other party's teeth.

For anyone, the meanings it covers are multi-layered, and each weight and each ring is extraordinary.

For example, how much is the ring similar and different from the storm?

Is there any relationship between artifacts and spells?

How did they come about?

What is the purpose of their existence?

They......

Everything about them was so curious and full of snooping that despite these slightly long-term reasons, what was most important at the moment was the magical power it possessed.

Powerful, reliable, and without side effects.

If the ring had been in Nissa's hand, it would have been a powerful insurance policy, if not necessarily a vital role in escaping the church, and I don't know what that human-like beauty would look like if it turned into a big-ass bear......

However, beautiful things are always far away, if the black snake can get the back of the eagle, it must be because the other party has exhausted the energy in the ring and turned into a human form, will the ring that turned into jerky attract the attention of others?

If you want to know what happened at that time and where the "jerky" ended up, you will have to look for the Black Snake to find out, or you can find the Viscount who has been pestering Selapel all day long, so the Viscount is really getting more and more annoying when you think about it.

But actually, Al wished it was in the hands of the city guards, after all, this kind of self-harming and self-defeating thing is not only pleasant to do, but even good for sleep.

When he was alive as a serf, he always slept until dawn as soon as his eyes were closed and opened, but now he either woke up from sleep, or he couldn't sleep, at this time at the end of autumn, the evening breeze was bleak, and the night was dark and moonless.

After the reinforcements of the three major families entered the city, they broke the garrisons of several major mercenary groups, and the best things they found were transported to the Duke's Castle, and he believed that "a safe place is suitable for hiding treasures", and he thought that he had stood on the same level as the Duke, and the main difference between the two was the size of the deprivation force.

Security corresponds to absolute deprivation, and simply hiding without the support of great strength will only lead to one result - no matter where you hide, sooner or later someone will turn it over.

There are city guards and mercenaries in Luolong City, Iron Rhinoceros Castle, Sitvia, Arlet, everywhere, everywhere they go.

But if the Guardian is strong enough, it will be safe and sound, even if the treasure is placed in the most obvious place and shines blindly.

If it is conspicuous, then what other place can compare to the Duke's Fort [all who stand within the walls of Luolong City can look up to it]?

To say that it is strong, on top of this acre and three points of land, who else is stronger than the Gianni family?

At such times, if you can be in the stone castle, with a pair of long legs that may break the heart of the person who sees it at any time, then whether it is to explore the mysteries of mankind to the fullest or to explore the relics left by the gods, it must be much more interesting than being chased and intercepted.

Much more.

I really can't imagine what kind of picture those incantations lying quietly in the church library at this time would be if they were all displayed in front of him? And as for the saying of "one person, one spell", this thing has not yet formed common sense in his mind, and it no matter what the prerequisites for mastering the second magic are, in short, this thing has happened, and there must be two and three, and there must be three......

As for whether the same kind or alien race will be faced after standing on such a high place, these are all later words, maybe before that, the alien race that inexplicably came over has been repulsed.

Or maybe the eastern outer city was broken through again, and then the inner city......

I don't know how Gran is doing at the south gate of the East Outer City, and it shouldn't be very good to return to the sad place.

......

Thinking about it, Al rubbed his face and rubbed all these thoughts away after his mind gradually stabilized, leaving only the temptation that was close in front of him - strike while the iron was hot, and the opportunity was fleeting.

A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, no matter how beautiful he thinks, he still has to take a step, he needs manpower, especially a trustworthy woman.

With renewed momentum, Al headed north towards the rubble pile beneath the mountain, most of which had been dug out of the mines that had been converted into prisons, and the miners must have bothered to transport them to a long distance away from the excavation in the first place.

So they weren't far from the wooden walls that now surrounded the prison station, and in such a quiet time, anyone standing on the edge of the rubble and howling a voice or two might be heard clearly by the soldiers in the station.

Arriving at the rubble pile everywhere, Al saw at a glance the three orange-red elves swaying in the night, under the light of the torches were five silver-armored soldiers standing in a semicircle, the one without a helmet at first was supposed to be the captain of the guard, and in the middle of the soldiers and a large boulder as a background were five female prisoners sitting on the ground with their hands and feet tied and their mouths gagged.

These people were all looking forward to it, their eyes following the silver white that was slowly growing in the night, staring at it to expand into a tall figure walking on all fours, and when the visitor walked into the dim light curtain from the night, the female prisoners finally breathed a sigh of relief, stopped trembling and retracted their sore necks.

They hadn't been waiting here for a long time, but they could see the light of the fire coming out of the gate of the station, and seeing the faint points of light that represented Quentin's group drifting farther and farther away, there was no sign of turning around and drifting this way, they were afraid that they had been forgotten, and they were afraid that they would be tied up again to those torture instruments and humiliated.

While waiting, the guards did not dare to do anything to them for the time being, but there were always verbal insults, and in this case, the flirtatious words with guns and sticks were especially powerful, but fortunately the man still came.

The guards' state of mind was diametrically opposed to theirs, and after glancing at his companions, the captain of the guard quietly sighed and stepped forward, and was about to say something, but the other party pointed to his mouth and opened his mouth first.

"Is it strange that I'm coming alone? Do you think that Mistress Quentin will come here with a black snake and cat's paws for these little characters?"

As he spoke, Al walked past the silent captain of the guard, then asked one of the guards for a torch and half-crouched down to examine his loot.

The captain of the guard, who had been left behind, slowly followed, thought for a moment and asked, "My lord, how did you escort them back alone?"

"Guess. ”

Al pinched the chin of one of the women, lifted the red and swollen face on one side, and looked at it carefully in the firelight, and there was not the slightest anger in the woman's dodgy eyes, but there was gratitude, shyness, and ...... Fear from the heart.

Probably during the waiting period, the guards said a lot of things that should not be said, and it should have been a very pleasant thing to inspect the loot, but because of this, he suddenly became a little unhappy, his eyes rolled, and he suddenly turned his head to stare at the guard chief and shouted coldly, "Very good, you dare to play with Lao Tzu?!"

"Forehead ......"

The guards nearby were a little stunned, the eyes in the helmet were wide, and the captain of the guard also failed to exclude, and even behaved more exaggeratedly, he hurriedly waved his hand and shook his head, and said excitedly, "This won't, absolutely not, we are also talking about credibility," said and walked over quickly, pointing to the faces of the female prisoners one by one, "Look, the best thing with big eyes and thin eyebrows here is called red spider,

The one with a little freckles on the face that does not affect the beauty is called a ferret, the one with two large balls on the neutral appearance is called a finch tail, the one with a small blood mole on the right earlobe is called a butterfly wing, and the one with a beautiful tip on the forehead is called a hummingbird. ”

The guard finished introducing the five women in one breath, spread his hands, and his face was full of grievances, "You see that I have all remembered it for you, it is the most beautiful of the five, and it will never be wrong!"

In fact, in addition to the name, these characteristics Al has long been in mind, plus these women can be regarded as half acquaintances, and there is absolutely no bag dropping, but if the mood of the guards is up and down, how can they sneak a few hands under the noses of these people?

He suddenly grabbed the softness in front of the red spider, and while startling the other party and several female prisoners around him, he laughed out loud, "It's funny! It feels so good, how can it be mistaken?!"

The frightened and vain change of face once again made the guards speechless, maybe they were wrong in the first place, how could this kind of guy be better than Quentin to talk?

The red spider frowned with slender eyebrows, and her big bright eyes were full of fear, shame, and begging, and she cowered back and dodged, but because her hands and feet were tied and her back was against the boulder, the roundness and softness in front of her could not let go of the big hand that was kneading and playing.

"You must look at me with such eyes that will only arouse animal desire? If you hide again, you may be killed!"

Before the words fell, the woman was dragged out, and the whole person turned 180 degrees to face the prison guards and female prisoners, after which Al went around to her and hugged her tightly, and climbed the twin peaks in front of everyone and slowly stroked, "Stand up for Lao Tzu!"

"Hmm......"

For a moment, there was no murmur on the field, except for the muffled snort of the red spider, but the silence lasted for a short time, and after a few breaths, one of the more daring guards tentatively asked Al what he meant.

"What do you mean? What do you mean by asking this? Captain of the Guard, explain it to him!"

While Al sneered and reprimanded the guard, he controlled the pair of fiery recklessness to slide slowly, sliding until the hem of the clothes touched the slippery and gentle, and began to burrow into the ground and climb up again, the arched shirt could no longer cover the slender snake waist and the graceful mermaid line, when the rough and burning big hands and the well-shaped round snow peak were glued together, the red spider began to struggle and writhe violently, but how could it be possible to struggle free.

I thought that I had just come out of the wolf's den, but I didn't know that I was in the mouth of the tiger again, and watching what happened to the red spider, what the other female prisoners who were stunned on the spot could do was perhaps only to hope that the man in front of him who was acting recklessly would not be as perverted as the prison guard.

"This ......," the captain of the guard blinked, and although the confusion on his face was no less than that of the others, he still said tentatively, "I guess it means to inspect the goods on the spot, right?"