"It's hard for me...... Sir Turner sneered, "and you sent someone to install it in the first place." I think, High Priest Theresa, as you know, can't be opened. ”

"As the saying goes, the wall has ears...... "Theresa Barcelo said, glancing at the rocks around her, "and that's true." ”

Theresa would never touch the sills drenched in dark brown venom, and she thought for a moment and shouted, "Well, let Joseph take me in." ”

With the goblin merchant's fearful nature, he didn't dare to do anything unfavorable to himself, unless he was in the dungeon, and he didn't want the carloads of goods.

Sir Turner looked hesitantly in the direction of the sound outside the fence, but instead took a few steps back, "Joseph, go and fetch the woman outside." ”

He emphasized again uneasily, "Put it in front of you, remember to stare at her." ”

"As long as she shows signs of using a spell, you slap her to death — like a bug. Turner angrily waved his arms in the air from top to bottom, as if there was a bug in front of him.

He turned his head to observe the surrounding furnishings again, and forcibly inserted more than a dozen scenes and routes to avoid escape in his mind.

Theresa Barcelo walked up and down the aisle outside the gate, and when her patience was running out, she couldn't help but raise her hand, and the dark ball of energy whizzed in her palm. At this moment, the courtyard resounded with the strange and strange noise of the goblin merchant.

"Joseph will take you in, remember—you're alone!"

The giant's massive body rose out of the courtyard like a mountain bag, and High Priest Theresa felt a slight vibration at his feet. Immediately afterward, Joseph's two heads and four eyes were firmly fixed on him, and he leaned down and condescendingly stretched out his broad, thick palms towards him.

Theresa subconsciously took a few steps back, and the big guy in front of her was pale with a slight bluish luster, which was the unique logo of the Snow Mountain Giant.

The high priest raised her eyebrows, the other party was a first-class good hand in both demon resistance and physical defense, she turned her head and looked at the small troops under her in the afterglow...... If there is really a conflict, it seems that these people may not be able to eat each other.

But the most terrible thing is not to make a big deal out of it - this is really difficult for a strong man, and Joseph grabs anything casually is a big move. Don't make a big joke!

Theresa Barcelo restrained the chaotic thoughts in her mind, and boldly stepped on the palm of the other party's hand, and the violent vibration from under her body made her subconsciously hug the giant's upright fingers tightly and lie firmly in the palm of her hand.

Joseph looked at each other and nodded, his heads looked at each other, as if to confirm his attitude, and his giant palm raised into the air to make a Ferris wheel-like arc, and then, the figure of the high priestess was firmly placed on the inside of the door.

Theresa climbed down the giant's palm, and she gently patted her wrinkled gauze skirt, and looked up to see the goblin in sight—blocked by the giant's body.

She lifted her feet and walked forward, intending to walk around the giant and go straight to Sir Turner, but the giant, as if she had not done as she wished, stretched out his hand, like a movable fence, in front of the High Priestess of Drow.

"What do you mean, Sir Turner? Theresa Barcelo had fire in her eyes, how could she have been treated like this in the underground city of Gulrolla, as the high priestess of the first family and the daughter of the Barcelo mistress?

"Don't mind, dear High Priest. The other party finally didn't use the strange device, although the sound was still the same ugly, but it was much more natural, "If you were in my place, you would be like me." It's always right to be careful. ”

"The problem is that such hospitality is likely to lead to unnecessary misunderstandings......" Theresa didn't say it all, but anger was already pouring into the goblin's ears.

Turner was stunned, but he still stiffened his head and couraged, and replied fiercely, "If it's a misunderstanding, I think Joseph's slap can easily smooth out the friction, do you say it's not Theresa's high priest?"

The High Priestess of Drow raised his head slightly, and the eyes of the two-headed giant were still looking down on him, and in addition to surveillance, there seemed to be some strange feelings in it—lustful eyes?

Theresa's eyelids twitched slightly, and her body trembled involuntarily, but she quickly returned to normal, "I have here a letter from Mistress Barceló asking you to go to the surface and be a messenger. ”

Her hand was raised high, and she held a white scroll sealed in the seal of the scroll with a dark green hot mud carved in the shape of broken arrows and teardrops. If there were people who were familiar with the heraldic science of the Gullora family, a closer look would reveal that the coat of arms engraved on it did not belong to any of the hundreds of families......

"The surface?" "It's a good thing to be able to leave a besieged place, but being a messenger or something depends on whether it's a good place to go...... Listen to what the other party said, there will be no shortage of meat, "Where to go?"

Theresa didn't answer immediately, but looked at the two-headed giant in front of her in silence.

"What's wrong?" asked Turner, not waiting for an imaginary answer.

"It's urgent, and we can't let too many people know about it. Theresa stomped her foot, her long, sharp tips poking into dense holes in the dirt.

"Joseph?"

The two-headed giant let out a dull exhalation in a daze, and the two heads looked at each other as if they weren't sure who their master was calling.

Sir Turner and High Priest Theresa, who were isolated on either side, stared at the giant in the middle, and they tacitly discovered the fact that it seemed a very foolish thing to consider whether Joseph could constitute the key to the leak.

"Okay. Theresa spoke first, after all, it was her job to post the mission, "Let me think that Joseph must have thought that what I was holding in my hand was nothing more than a box of candy. ”

"High Priest...... If that is more important, please change the analogy. The two-headed giant even turned his gaze to the white scroll, which gave Sir Turner a bad premonition.

"Well, that's none of my business. The Mistress confessed and handed it over to the Commander of the Golden Fort of Kovales. Regardless of whether the goblin merchant agreed or not, he jumped over the giant and threw himself at the other party.

"What if I say no?" the goblin asked rhetorically.

"You do not seem to have any reason or position to refuse, my dear Sir General. Theresa said in an affirmative tone, "Think about it. ”

"What happens if you don't?" Turner, on the other hand, was not so sure.

"What do you say?" Trisa looked at the goblins who were fighting with the giants for the scrolls, and didn't step forward to help, "think about your people, and—money." ”

The goblin sighed, but it wasn't time to relax.

"No, damn it! Joseph, it's not food! Go away, don't grab it!"