One-Eyed crouched on the ground, sniffed at a puddle of sand rhinoceros feces in front of him, and dug his index finger into it without reproach.

"It's still hot inside, and it shouldn't have been an hourglass away. He rubbed the dirt from his fingers with the sand and turned to look at his brother, "I also smell the oat trimmings, and the sand rhino is well cared for." ”

Crooked Mouth—True to his name, the one-eyed brother cracked his mouth and laughed, "Like the news that is about to go crazy in the desert, this sand rhino caravan has many silver Kates. It's a pity that the nobles of the council are too timid to let us vote. ”

The news of Quest's murder of the Egu family reached the city of Beit and caused an uproar.

Although due to his previous achievements in the war with the Uzons, and the status of the dragon of the lord of the dragon's nest, the high-level of the Medici actually had no choice but to do it. Still, the Obsidian Council sent out the "elite" scouts—One-Eyed and Crooked-Mouth, two half-mage apprentices from the sandbands—who themselves didn't see it that way, and came to spy on the dragon Pasha's recent actions.

Because of the previous "free advertisement", the two brothers easily discovered the sand rhino caravan of "silver and kate piled up". Due to the bandits' habits, they immediately changed their target, tracked and followed the team of the fat merchant Santos.

However, these two seasoned bandits did not make the mistake of making a fool of themselves.

Although they had been talking about "one vote", the two brothers knew very well that attacking a sand rhino caravan with ten times their manpower and a whole team of dragon clan warriors was purely self-defeating.

"I heard that the dragon Pasha is going to do some kind of 'buying' conference. Crooked mouth stood up and took a sip of the light beer in the water bladder, thinking about something, "But isn't he an evil dragon, how could he have the strange idea of 'giving someone else silver Kate'?"

One-eyed, who was tending to the camel beast's saddle to cool off the beast on his feet, said without looking back: "Remember the first time I read the spell book, the one I found in the bag of the kid we killed and blew me in one eye, how did it describe the dragon? I'm thirsty, give me a sip of drink......"

Crooked mouth, he handed the water bladder in his hand. "So what are we going to do, to continue to listen to the orders of the Obsidian Council?" he kicked a piece of gravel at his feet with his broken boots, "or just leave it alone, but you know One-Eye, we want to die and hope that we can at least have one of us inherit the mantle of the Dead Ghost Daddy, and preferably become a gray-robed mage." ”

One-Eye patted the animal's neck and sighed. Although the two brothers are not good people, they are very filial. The reason they wanted to become grey-robed mages was simple - to fulfill their mother's last wish.

Their father, because of his vain attempt to specialize in the spells of the two schools of illusion and protection (no one in the Ash World had summed up the opposing factions before), was only a white-robed apprentice for half his life. In the end, he died young, leaving two children to be raised by his wife.

After the death of their mother, the two brothers, Crooked Mouth and One-Eyed, became sand bandits in order to make a living, and by chance killed a traveling young noble mage, obtained his spell book and embarked on the path of illusionists.

The two guys did inherit their father's talent when it came to the school of illusions, and without being instructed by other spellcasters, crooked mouths and one-eyed mastered some illusion tricks. For example, making all kinds of sounds, such as disguising yourself as someone else, or conjuring a terrifying poisonous snake, etc.

That's good, but it's not good enough. With this skill, there is no problem in being a white-robed apprentice. But if you want to be promoted to a gray-robed mage, it's still a bit unsatisfactory. So the two brothers had to work for the Obsidian Council in exchange for the opportunity to learn advanced spells.

"Maybe we can consider a change of employer. He took a big sip of a pale beer with honey and tightened the blindfold on his head, "That Pasha must have cast spells too, and the spell book says that 'dragons are born magical creatures'." But you'll have to prepare your next vote, little brother with crooked mouth, what do you think of that group of idiots sent by the Obsidian Council? ”

......

In order to prepare for the "buy-and-fight" conference after October, Nome City became a large construction site. Originally, the east and west cities in the city have been connected into one, and the skeleton laborers have built the prototype of a "super bazaar".

There are still many uninhabited dwellings in the city, and skeletons carry bags full of chalk powder and scatter the powder in straight lines. And these white lines are strung together to form a huge planning grid.

In Quest's latest plan, Nome will become an industrial and commercial city in the future.

According to Santos's report, the heavy silver Kate that was seen by many people played a role, and many wealthy businessmen who had friends with him had made it clear that they would send representatives to participate in the "buy and fight" conference.

Although there is no time or energy to develop the remaining neighborhoods, when the "Buypo" conference is successfully held, the wealthy businessmen will inevitably flock to Nome again. At that time, the land will become a "coinage machine" - whether it is rented or sold, the core of the "real estate" business will always be the land that will be given value.

Looking at the "free labor" that was preparing for the work, the tireless skeleton laborers set up scaffolding, simple cranes, flatbed carts and other equipment on the construction site, and placed the finished bricks, tiles and other building materials in an orderly manner.

Shortly after the young blue dragon arrived in the city, the new consul who had been "assigned" protested against the use of large numbers of undead creatures to build Nome on behalf of some of the remaining wealthy city residents.

However, like the consul who was immediately "deposed" as soon as he was deposed, the protests of the wealthy city's citizens ended in vain - "After all, ordinary mortals can't fight against the evil five-colored dragon" Possessed by the eagle vulture pet, the mage flying high in the sky overlooks the city of Nome, which has been turned into a construction site of the undead, "The big lizard is the big lizard, not my race, and its heart must be different." ”

Glancing at the spy hovering in the sky, perhaps the reason for the harvest of the Egujia leeks, there have been some people trying to tease the limits of Quest's patience lately. The dragon Pasha said to Ogre Blu, who was standing beside him, "Looks like you've been trying honey barbecue lately......"

Like a thunderbolt on a clear and cloudless sky, a thunderbolt suddenly struck, and the eagle vulture that was hit fell straight down.

Out of some kind of bad taste, Quest uses a force field spell to save the injured pet from falling to his death, while also using his psychic ability to thwart the pet's owner's attempts to break the sensory connection. The eagle vulture, which was struck half dead by a lightning strike, was taken into the hands of an ogre gourmet, eager to show off his craft.

After instructing Blue to leave some barbecue for himself, the young blue dragon hid and left the construction site of the "Super Bazaar". He's also going to talk to his spell advisor about something, and by the way, take a look at the "new product" that the half-lich has concocted.

It's not an exaggeration to say it's "tinkering", after all, these things are the product of the "waste" that was removed from the strategic portal and reused - the Uzaans did plunder a lot of wealth from Nome, but they also left a lot of things behind.

For researchers who have been running laboratories on their own for more than 300 years in the bottomless abyss, recycling experimental materials has become Sneider's personal specialty in order to conserve resources.

"Separation Yaogang can't use acid magic orbs, only sonic vibrations!How can you become a mage with this intelligence?Isn't your poor neck on the head of a gray dwarf?Or have you kissed the Mind Flayer, otherwise how can you have such a smooth brain groove?"

The steampunk half-lich's mechanical prosthetic body roared like the friction of metal—a combination of the "quality trifecta" dialogue skills taught by a mechanic and the drow dialect of the Dark Regions, and Sneijder mercilessly counted the temporary assistants in front of him.

And these people who served as his assistants were the mages who had been reassigned here after Nom's recovery.

At this time, the black-robed mage, who was a high-level spellcaster of the Mediqi, shrugged his head like a fledgling mage apprentice, carefully accepting the severe reprimand of the legendary spellcaster.

"I'm sorry, my emotions are a little out of control. To be sure, you're a lot better than those gray robes, but the facts are the facts. Don't get me wrong, I'm not targeting anyone, everyone here is rubbish. Sneijder concluded.

I'm afraid this sentence was also taught by that agency person. Quest's figure suddenly appeared, and the atmosphere fell into embarrassment for a while. Time seemed to stand still for a second, and then the various mages went about their work.

There is no way, the situation is stronger than people. When a mage is confronted with a legendary mage whose casting level is almost double that of himself, and that legendary mage is still a (half-)lich known for his evil, reason will persuade him to obey even if the brain groove is smooth.

Of course, in the face of his own boss, the legendary spellcaster will also change to another way of expression.

"Your Excellency's guiding philosophy on 'waste separation', coupled with the material recycling technology I have developed over the years, is simply a model of turning waste into treasure. Although the level of these assistants is worrying. Snead, the half-lich, manipulated the mechanical prosthetic body and played the sign language of "caring for the mentally handicapped", "But we still separated a lot of expensive materials from that portal circle, and after separating those stones, I personally conservatively estimate that I can obtain 800 catties of yaosteel, 200 catties of Sellen wood scraps, and about 50 catties of 'Twelve Trees' bark scraps......"

The steampunk half-lich showed Ques the finished product that had been separated, and the valuable materials used to construct the strategic spell portal were stacked neatly in a special storage device.

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