Ryan greeted Mayor Phillip and said, "Hello, Mayor Phillip, I'm Ryan, and this is my companion. We've taken over your quest to rid the thieves in Elfa City. ”

Philip listened to Ryan's words, looked Ryan up and down, and then led Ryan and Allendo to the black tent.

On the floor of the big black tent were thick carpets, woven from wool, which seemed to have been carefully embroidered with some kind of pattern, but it was clear that the carpet was so old that it was impossible to make out what it was embroidered on.

The space in the black tent was not small, although the tent was divided into two parts by a black woolen blanket, but the outside part alone was enough for thirty or forty people to stand. It was a stark contrast to the stunted grey tents outside.

Mayor Philip invited Ryan and Alendor to sit with him around a small table, and his sturdy youths stood respectfully behind them with their heads bowed.

Soon, a young maid brought three white drinks.

Ryan took a sip from his glass, he felt that the white drink was very sour, and it also had a faint taste, which he was not used to drinking at all. In order not to be rude, Ryan reluctantly swallowed the drink in his mouth, and then gently placed the cup on the table.

Seeing Ryan's actions, Mayor Phillip smiled and said, "This is the goat's milk that is unique to our grasslands. It does taste a little different, and it seems that the Venerable Wizard does not like it. ”

Ryan explained, "Please call me Ryan. I haven't drunk it, I just feel sour. ”

Mayor Philip laughed, and he said with a smile: "Every new guest will not get used to this taste, unlike us here, who drink it every day, and have long been accustomed to it. ”

After speaking, Zhelile motioned to the maid to bring two glasses of water and removed the goat's milk.

Ryan immediately picked up the water and took a big sip.

Mayor Philip looked at Ryan and smiled slowly about the scenery of the grasslands, the customs of the herdsmen, and even the celebration of Victory Day, as if the task of eliminating thieves was not issued by him, and Giethoorn had never encountered thieves.

Ryan tried to bring the conversation to the thieves several times, but was deliberately diverted by Mayor Philipler.

This way of talking made Ryan very uncomfortable, and he took advantage of the fact that Philip was drinking goat's milk from the wooden cup, and said straight to the point: "Mayor Philip, we want to know a little bit about the thieves in Sheephorn Town first. ”

Before Mayor Zhelile could speak, a loud business came from outside the tent: "Haha, the mayor has a guest coming to the door, how can I not come." ”

Before he could finish speaking, a very sturdy man of about thirty years of age, wearing a white turban around his head and clothes made of gray wool, followed by four young men with scimitars at their waists.

After the man in the white turban walked into the tent, he glanced at the three people present with his eyes, and his gaze fell directly on Ryan's chest, and he saw Ryan's magic apprentice badge.

The man in the white turban was slightly stunned, and then said with a cheerful smile: "It turned out to be a magician, disrespectful." The despicable man is called Azimu, who has the most Talen sheep in Giethoorn, the strongest horses, and the strongest warriors, so you may as well ask me any questions. ”

Without waiting for Ryan to speak, Philip said unhappily, "Azimu, Mr. Ryan and his friends are my guests, what are you doing here?"

Azimu laughed out loud and said, "If I'm not mistaken, this Mr. Ryan and his friend are here to help us rid Giethoorn of thieves, and as a member of Giethoorn, it is of course my responsibility to let the two respected Mr. Magicians know the most informative information." ”

Mayor Zhelile's face changed, and he said loudly: "I am the mayor of Giethoorn Town, if there is anything I will tell the two guests, there is nothing to do here, you can do your own thing." ”

Azimu's face changed when he listened to Zheliler's words, but he quickly recovered.

Azimu looked at Zhelile with contempt and said, "Yes, Lord Town." But I hope you've thought about it before you speak. ”

After saying that, Azimu took the escort and left.

Mayor Zhelile held the wooden cup full of goat's milk in his hand, his hands kept trembling, and his heart was extremely angry. He suddenly put the wooden cup on the table and said to Ryan, "Your Excellency the Wizard, I am not feeling well, we will talk about it tomorrow, please go and rest first." With that, Philip didn't wait for Ryan and Allendo to speak, but stood up and walked into the tent separated by a black woolen blanket.

The young man behind Philip hurriedly walked up to Ryan, led Ryan and Alendor out of the tent where the mayor lived, and sent them into another small gray tent dozens of paces away.

This small gray tent is the difference between heaven and earth compared to the one where the town of Zhelile lives for a long time, the space in it is very small, it will touch the tent wall after walking about five or six steps, and the height is not good, but it can barely make people stand upright.

There was not even a whole carpet in the whole tent, and the ground was directly exposed by fire. If you camp for a long time on the grassland, you will use fire to burn all the turf of the camping area, revealing the light and sudden ground, so that you will not feel damp. In one corner of the tent, a very small table was placed, and beside the table were two tattered woolen blankets, presumably for people to sleep on

When the young man was gone, Ryan and Alendor picked up the woolen blankets and spread them on the ground, and then they sat side by side and whispered about what had just happened.

Alendor said, "Look, Ryan, it's a strange situation here. ”

Ryan said, "Yes, Mayor Philip seems reluctant to talk about the thieves, and the man named Azimu seems to mean something else. ”

"I can feel that the man named Azimu seems to be the key to the whole thing, and you can see that even the mayor of the town is very jealous of him. ”

Ryan sighed and said, "There are a lot of things going on in this Giethoorn Town. There are thieves on the outside, and there seems to be discord on the inside. ”

"I think it's imperative to talk to the mayor again and get things straight," Allendo said. I think Mayor Mare's concerns when he talked to us just now, so he didn't want to talk more. You see we didn't talk for long, Azimu came in a hurry, if no one informed him, he could have come so quickly?"

Ryan agreed, "Okay. I'll go to the mayor again in the evening, and I'll go quietly so that no one else knows. ”

"Well," said Elendo, "then I'll sneak out of town at night, my wind wolves are still outside, and I'll let them keep an eye on Giethoorn, and if anyone goes out, I'll follow." ”

Throughout the day, Sheepthoorn was bustled with people, but no one approached Ryan and Allendo's tents as if they didn't exist at all.

Finally, in the evening, Ryan and Alendor went their separate ways, and Alendor took advantage of the night to sneak out of Giethoorn, and the one-man high wooden wall did not stop Elendor in the slightest.

Watching Alendor gently climb out of the wooden walls of Giethoorn, Ryan straightened his clothes and quietly walked to the black tent where the town mayor lived.

As soon as Ryan walked outside the tent, he heard a voice inside, and he pressed his ear to the tent to make it carefully.

Inside, two people were arguing loudly, the mayor's voice was a little hoarse, and it was Azimu who was arguing with him.

Ryan's heart moved, and instead of walking in directly, he looked around, and found that no one noticed him, he gently walked into the shadows behind the tent, and listened carefully to the conversation inside the tent.

I only heard Azim say, "Enough, you coward." Hit, you said that you were afraid that the loss in the town would be too great, and you thought that the price offered by others was too high, and sent a bounty task, and after waiting for so many days, two young magic apprentices came, what can they do?"

Zhelile's voice was a little hoarse, and he said, "Azimu, I am the mayor of Giethoorn Town, I naturally have my own plans, and I don't need you to dictate to me." ”

Azimu said: "You old fellow, you are not alone in Giethoorn, if you hesitate like this again, then they will lose patience and kill directly, then everything will be over." You don't care about your four women and the big flock of Talon sheep, and I feel sorry for you. ”

Zhelile listened to Azimu's words and said nothing.

Seeing that his words had an effect, Azimu said proudly, "It took a lot of effort for my people to get in touch with them. As you can see, although they kept coming some time ago, our losses were not great, except that we lost some sheep and horses, and people were fine. Their requirements, in fact, are not too high when you think about it, but they are only 3,000 war horses. ”

"3,000 horses?" Philip shouted loudly when he heard the number, "We only have 5,000 horses in total, and they are going to go for the most part at once, what will we do in the future?"

Azimu said, "You don't deserve to be the mayor of Giethoorn, you know what is in front of you." If they do kill them, it's not a matter of horses, you're going to lose your life! No life, what's the use of what you want? Your four women will throw themselves into someone else's arms..."

"That's enough!" Zheliler interrupted Azimu impatiently.

Azimu ignored Zhelile and continued: "Elfa's garrison has also come, and your bounty has been released, what effect is there? Do you really think that those two children who have not grown all hair can be of any use? Do you want me to tell you the facts? Everything is still on our own, they have given us a deadline, tomorrow night, if you don't reply, then when the sun rises the day after tomorrow, they will come and get it themselves." Think about it for yourself. ”

The tent door was lifted, and Azimu strode out.