Under the control of the Worm Plate Armor, or Demon Lord, Obued rudely "feeds" the half-demon kobold, and then finishes by branding a rune on the latter's body.

"If you do the same thing to me," after watching the series of operations of the Desert Elf mercenary leader, the tailor's eyes showed a dangerous light, and she said viciously, "I will definitely kill you, absolutely!"

This harsh warning made Oberd feel a little satisfied—in the first days of his resurrection, he had always been under the obscenity of the other party, and he lived in fear every day.

"Don't worry, you're just a tailor, and you're only responsible for mending the seams," he sneered twice, and a rune condensed in the desert elf's hand again, "The assassin is under your control, and when it finishes smashing its life, you will crush this rune." ”

As if to say something inconsequential, O'Bird turned and left the colorful tent, not paying the slightest attention to the dagger that appeared in the shadows behind him, the half-demon kobold assassin, and the thick killing intent.

"If you survive," said the tailor, fiddling with the bracelet he used to manipulate the Assassin and forbidding him from following the Desert Elves, the equally unkind-looking tailor said, "I'll thread the needle and give you a chance to get close to the mercenary." ”

"I'm good at killing people with one hit. ”

Rough and concise came out of the mouth of the half-demon kobold, to the surprise of the tailor who heard it speak for the first time.

......

Out of the city of Beit, about ten points to the west, there is a lagoon composed of several sandbanks. The museum of the Grand Vishur is located here, and many craftsmen are working intensively on the museum.

"It's just a pet," the fire dwarf patriarch sat in the hall of the museum that was being renovated, and even if it was copper-skinned and iron-clad, he needed to rest after three or four days of continuous work, "but you humans do like to give big cats a loud name, like calling them 'lions'." ”

The general on duty looked at his beloved pet with dissatisfaction, this guy actually felt aggrieved because his mane was scorched by the fire dwarf's fingers, where is there still a little bit of the majesty of the king of beasts.

"Don't tease this poor cat, it's the only Niroa lion in existence," the Commander immediately exhorted, looking at the two old fellows who were tense, "besides, tonight, it is one of our protagonists." ”

With his good offices, the topic of the conversation was back on track.

Proper greeting ceremonies and security measures to deal with possible crises...... The trio exchanged close to an hourglass on topics such as these, and it wasn't until the arrival of the Great Veilleur that they temporarily stopped talking.

"Your Excellency," before the upright fire dwarf could say "noble hairy boy," a term he usually used to call pharaohs, "when will your majesty arrive, and how long will you stay here?"

Davish, dressed in Tyr's purple robe, touched the mane of the Niroa lion and said hello to a few old fellows before answering the question of the Commander Wenfeng in a cheerful tone: "The lights will be bright tonight. ”

After saying this, he also winked at the Captain Wenfeng with a serious expression, "Yesterday at the dinner party of the Opat Festival, the young Pharaoh was very drunk, and it is estimated that he has just woken up now, so the time to visit has been delayed. ”

As it turned out, because the visit was postponed, a dinner party had to be prepared, and the young Medici monarch, who was known for his "good drinks", could not say that he would get drunk again in the museum.

"Many of the princes, nobles, and the Pashas, who had already arrived in the city of Beit, were invited to accompany the Pharaoh," and without a trace, turning his palms into solid rocks in order to feel the licking of the stinging tongue of the lion of Niroa, Davish suddenly added, as if carelessly, "that the dragon Pasha must also be invited." ”

The general on duty who was in charge of security frowned, and this powerful warrior, who had never been very talkative, spoke: "Then do we want to raise the level of deployment? I heard that some people do not have a good relationship with him, and there is even a possibility of conflict breaking out. ”

"I'm thinking too," the fire dwarf patriarch agreed, and at the same time gave an explanation befitting his status as a master craftsman: "The newly installed Poli windows are as brittle as papyrus, and if they do it, I'm afraid they will all have to be broken." ”

Ignoring the fire dwarf's fallacy of "Po Li" in a special accent, the Commander of the Wind obviously agreed with the opinion of the Sect General on duty, "Your Excellency, the spy lurking around the mage Lillett did not send the news on time, and I am worried that the situation has changed. ”

He did not clearly state his intelligence, but he had already given key information.

As the leader of the Wind Hearers, who is adept at planning everything in advance, he has actually activated some covert agents long before the dragon Pasha came to Bait, and he has deployed his eyes and ears at any node that may cause chaos.

Lillett of the Obsidian Council, because of his deep relationship with the dragon Pasha, was even more cared for by him.

The spies lurking around him will record every little thing that happens around them on time every day, and pass it back to the headquarters of the Wind Hearer through spells or other means.

But today, the wind-bearer who served the black-robed mage as a coachman did not even report that "everything is normal". This made the Commander feel uneasy, and he couldn't help but start preparing for the worst.

"If you have to pay a pension," Commander Wen Feng twitched his nose and made up his mind secretly, "then this account must be credited to the black-robed mage, and the debt must be repaid." ”

The Grand Vishur eventually agreed to the plan to increase the security level, and left the hall and returned to the laboratory built beneath the museum. The Fire Dwarven Patriarch then left the place, resting enough and having some work to do.

"The troops on duty have begun to set up defenses, so that the 'Niroya' guards will also come and stand by, and I will leave it to you to arrange here," Commander Wen Feng exchanged views with the general on duty, "Remember to prepare the weapons for both sides and prepare with both hands." ”

He accentuated the pronunciation of the word "both", and the latter immediately understood that in addition to treating the noble mages who tried to cause conflict as imaginary enemies, the Duty Sun Sect would have to consider the situation of the dragon Pasha in case of an outbreak, and he would need to prepare accordingly in advance.

Commander Wen Feng didn't make too many arrangements, first, because he believed in the ability of the generals on duty, and second, because although the Pharaoh was escorted by guards all the way from Bait to the museum, he still needed to carefully screen again to be reassured.