It's been five days since the assassination of the City Lord's Mansion, but what makes Lear feel strange is that he doesn't know if Cyril suppressed the assassination or some other reason, in short, the city of Sindesbai has not been affected much in the past five days, except for the frequency of patrols by the soldiers of the city guard, and even the various fire elves and demons on the streets have increased.

Although the Ofers claim to be a hellish race, the people are not strictly speaking out of the category of living things, except for their ancestor Ogas who looks more like them, they also have to eat.

Excluding the food of those monsters, the favorite habit of eating raw and cold is not taboo with blood, and there are also fairs and exchanges in the human kingdom, although looting and killing in foreign wars are the norm for Ophe, but robbery and theft in their own city-state are serious crimes that are enough to be punished by death, and due to the lack of resources, the protection of foreign merchants is especially strict in Oufu, in this case, there are even some unscrupulous human profiteers who are afraid and black-hearted to resell the precious resources on the surface to Ofu through various channels to make huge profits, so whether it is a time of war or a time of preparation for war, it is not so conspicuous that a few humans appear on the streets of Sindesbai。

At this time, Lear used camouflage to disguise himself as a slightly chubby middle-aged merchant, and with his current magic cultivation, if he didn't have a very high achievement in Eagle Eye or a much stronger level of magic than him, otherwise it would be easy for people to be recognized.

Five days later, according to his estimates, if Cyril had asked Zeda and Isis for help on the night of the attack, then they should have come to the city of Sindesbai anyway, the biggest difference between Orf and other countries is that it is convenient to connect, regardless of distance or distance, and there are hell gates between large city-states and military towns that can connect each other.

The effect of this building is similar to the gate of time and space, but it can only be transmitted between the city-states of hell protected by the power of Ogaz, if Cyril did send a signal for help and those two people have already received it, even if there is something at hand to delay, Lear pondered that three or five days is almost enough, but until now there is no news in the city, and in desperation, he has to disguise himself and go on the road to investigate.

"Did you hear that?Lord Zeda and Lord Isis have come to Sinders to worship!"

In a dark corner of the noisy tavern, Lear pretended to hold a glass of Orphe's most famous green clay wine, but his ears kept eavesdropping on the whispered conversations of several demons in the distance.

"Really?"

The other demon was also slightly surprised when he heard the news, and lowered his voice and asked.

"What my brother said in the City Lord's Mansion can still be fake?"

The man who spoke first said disdainfully, although it was disdainful, there was a hint of ostentation, as if his brother from the City Lord's Mansion was some great person.

"Dabas's words won't be faked, but Sindesbai has nothing to do, and I haven't heard about where to use troops recently, what are the two adults doing here?"

By the faint light, Lear could barely see that it was a fire spirit with a sharp horn, and the person talking to him was a horned demon, and there was no way to see what he looked like, but in Lear's eyes, these Olders looked almost the same, and the people of a group were almost as if they were mass-produced from molds, and they didn't know how to distinguish themselves.

"You don't know that, do you?"

The long-horned demon said proudly, and was about to speak, when suddenly he looked around vigilantly again, as if he had mastered some great secret.

"Didn't there be a few cases of missing soldiers that caused a stir a few days ago, and in the end there were even Hellboys involved, have you ever heard of it?" asked the horned demon with his hands over his mouth and in a low voice.

"I've heard that those hellboys went to the bazaar because of the disappearance of their companions, what's the matter, hasn't Lord Cyril already dealt with this?"

He had thought that the horned demon was going to say something huge news, and the fire elf waited with him with a solemn face, but when the other party said the news that almost all of Hindersbai was a household name, a trace of disappointment flashed on his face.

"Did you know that on the night of the Hellboys' trouble, the City Lord's Mansion was attacked by assassins!"

Seeing that the fire elves were gradually losing interest in talking, the long-horned demon couldn't help but feel a little anxious, and he didn't care about selling it anymore for a while, and even directly explained the matter.

"What!?"

Sure enough, after hearing the news, the fire elf's two eyes, which were already close to the copper bell, almost popped out, and the tone naturally unconsciously raised a lot, and when he shouted like this, it immediately attracted a lot of attention in the tavern.

"Look at it, look at it, and look at it again, gouge out your eyes!"

However, contrary to Lear's imagination, the long-horned demon not only did not reprimand him for his excited reaction to his companion, but instead gave an arrogant shout to the people around him, and the fire elf also glanced around with a cold face when he heard the voice, not to mention, the combination of a long-horned demon and a fire elf really frightened those who watched the excitement, and finally silently looked away.

"Really?"

The fire elf lowered his voice and asked, but his voice, which was not much gentler than black powder, was still faint and audible as long as he had a heart, and he himself didn't seem to care.

"It's true, my brother Dabas was on duty in the palace that night, and I heard him say that the assassin was uglier than me, with fangs as long as half a meter, horns sharper than a sword, and four eyes that were invulnerable. ”

"Poof!"

Just now, the female evil ghost waiter in front of him brought a fragrant roast chicken, Lear felt that he hadn't eaten chicken for a long time, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but he didn't want to lubricate the salty and wet saliva just arrived at the bottom of the house, and he couldn't help but be described by the horned evil ghost like this, and immediately squirted out.

Fortunately, his position was a corner where there were no people and no light, and no one paid attention to it in such an embarrassment, so he wiped the corners of his mouth helplessly, and then continued to listen to the horned evil ghost bragging.

"What about Lord Cyril, is he injured, why hasn't there been any news of such a big thing, and my eldest brother is also on duty in the barracks, why hasn't he told me?"

A series of questions showed that the news really had a bombshell-like effect, and the fire elf stared at the eyes of the horned demon with his eyes wide open, and even his breathing became a little rapid.

However, this time, the horned demon was unhurried, he smiled and glanced at the empty wine glass in front of him, and then glanced meaningfully at the butt of the waitress who had just passed, and then stopped speaking.

"A bottle of green clay!"

What a look at the fire elf, I haven't known this guy for so long, I still don't understand what the other party is thinking, dare to love this is a strange thing to live in, if you want to know the inside information, you have to cut some meat.

"Oh, a bottle of wine?"

The horned demon stretched the word oh into the last chant of the male duck before slitting his throat, and he still looked at his partner with a smile, implying that such a small price was not enough to get his scoop.

"Damn, I'm going to wait for that Terran merchant to buy a few elf chicks, it's up to you whether you like steamed braised or raw, don't talk nonsense with me now, tell me what the hell is going on!"

Seeing that the fire elves have run out of patience, the horned evil ghosts are obviously a little weak-hearted, although they are nominal friends, but the status and strength of the Oufu fire elves clan are obviously not comparable to the evil ghosts, and he has no good fruit to eat if he really provokes him.

After carefully looking around again to make sure no one was paying attention to them, the horned demon brought his mouth to the fire elf's ear.

However, the strange thing is that as the long-horned demon muttered in the ear of the fire elf for longer and longer, the latter's face became more and more solemn instead of showing that kind of sudden realization, and by the time the long-horned demon finished speaking, the fire elf's face was almost turned into an ice elf.

"Listening to what you said, the defense in the barracks has indeed become more strict in the past few days, my eldest brother has not returned home since he was on duty five days ago, it seems that it is also because of this matter, but why did Lord Cyril order to block the news, wouldn't it be better to directly hunt down the assassins throughout the process?"

It wasn't until the horned demon finished muttering and then pretended to take a sip of the wine sent by the waiter that the fire elf asked puzzled.

"I can guess what the big man was thinking, but I think that the assassin was too powerful, and before Lord Zeda and Lord Isis arrived, Lord Cyril was not sure to contain him, so he chose to block the news and let him lurk in the city. ”

The horned demon had half-squinted eyes, and his entire ugly face seemed to be soaked in the scent of green clay wine, but for Lear, this mixture of sewer liquid and donkey urine required a great deal of willpower to hold it in his hands.

"You have a point. The fire elf muttered, but in an instant he slammed his fist into the table in front of him, shattering the cups on the table and startling the horned demons, and of course, the punch made their table the focus of the tavern again.

"What are you doing!"

The long-horned demon said angrily, if he hadn't grabbed the bottle of wine in his hand just now, this bottle of fresh wine would have been scrapped.

"Hmph, that assassin is too rampant, is he deceiving me Sinders worship no one, if I encounter him, I will definitely skin him and hang him above the city gate to show the public!"

Ignoring the disgruntled eyes of his companions, the fire elves said with hatred.

The horned demon pursed his lips disdainfully, his upper and lower fangs making a few harsh rubbing syllables, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Originally, according to his thoughts, even Lord Cyril can't deal with the person you kid, which onion is it, and you touched it, and after you touched it, I was afraid that you would not have time to cry, but think about the wine in your mouth and drink other people's wine, and wait for a few snow-white and tender little beauties waiting, don't say anything that offends people, men, you must have a broad mind that tolerates all humble and ugly.

The long-horned demon scratched his head, and annotated himself with a phrase that his father often taught them, to prove that he was not silent because he was afraid of the other party's fist, but what he didn't understand was that the heart could be counted in pieces?

Forget it, he still drinks, and after thinking about it, he drank the remnants of the wine in the cup in one gulp and poured himself a full glass.

"What about the two adults after they arrived?

Seeing the long-horned demon immersed in the sea of alcohol, the fire spirit couldn't help but show a trace of displeasure on his face, and then asked again.

"Are you really a roundworm in the stomach of Lord Cyril?, but when you asked me this, I remembered one thing, when I met Dabas yesterday, he told me that the three adults had been discussing in the barracks all night yesterday, but they had returned to the City Lord's Mansion together earlier today, and he also told me not to go to the East City if I had nothing to do lately, something might happen. ”

The long-horned demon said mysteriously, but after finishing speaking, he poured himself a sip of wine.

"Dongcheng, isn't that where the Nigons are stationed?

The fire elf was stunned, and at the same time he was faintly a little incredulous in his heart, not to mention that this news was a bit terrifying, as a long-horned ghost, there was no reason to know, just now they were still talking about assassins, and the topic was beating too far, and he couldn't react for a while.

"Then I don't know, anyway, I've already told you, wait for me to be on duty at the city gate, and your chicks will be sent to my house later." ”

The horned demon smashed the bar, his mouth rolled and his throat rolled from the collision of fangs and the tip of his tongue, and he patted the fire elf on the shoulder and left the tavern through the crowd, leaving the latter sitting there thinking about it.

There is also Lear, who is also unclear, what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd of the three heroes of hell? If you don't stay in the barracks honestly, you will even go back to the City Lord's Mansion to create an opportunity for him?

This news is full of weirdness from every angle, and Lear can't help but wonder if he beat Cyril stupid last time, but he clearly grasped the measure and didn't touch half of his hair.

Forget it, whether it's true or not, look at it at a glance, it looks like a trap specially laid for him, but there is no eternal relationship between the hunter and the prey, let you trick up to the end is not to see whose fist is hard? Thinking of this, Lear took out a silver coin and gently pressed it under the cup, and then quietly disappeared into the crowd.

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