"Why do you say that?" asked Picole.

"Don't forget, he didn't come back alone. Mosley laughed.

"You mean the Terrans who came back with him, I guess they'll be back in a day or two, which may be a bit self-deprecating, but Bilmer City really can't compare to the big flowery cities. Picol said.

"Not necessarily. I ask you, a knight - I heard that the future lord of Tanya - had traveled all the way to the Dwarves with his troops, just to bring Bunian back. Do you believe that?" Mosley asked.

Picole shook his head: "The cunning Terrans must have a trick. ”

"It is indeed possible that he has made some kind of deal or cooperation with Bunian in order to achieve his own ends. Moseley said.

"And what do you think?"

"He probably won't leave until he helps Bunyan take the initiative. Or rather, by the time he left, there was no danger around Bunian. Moseley's eyes narrowed, and the bright red liquid from the goblet trickled down his throat.

"In that case, we should do it all the more, or we'll all be doomed. Picol said with a flustered expression.

"But, have you ever thought about our disadvantage? Although you have controlled many forces in the past few years, you are a father worse than Bunian. Bunian's father is the patriarch, and you are nothing. So, it's a failure that you didn't kill him in the first place. ”

"So, it's all the more important for us to seize the opportunity. Once Bunian has the situation under control, we're all going to be doomed. Do you think Bunian will give you the resources of the dwarves? No, he will only choose his own collaborator, perhaps this man named Razor. Sweat appeared on Picole's forehead, "So, I need your strength now." ”

"What do you want to do? I won't do anything I'm not sure about. Moseley said.

"I have the Patriarch's Guard in my hands, a force that should not be underestimated, and I thought I could do something with this force, but Bunian came back and beat my plans. It's complicated right now, and I don't know when this force will be taken back...... I want to use this power to kill Bunian and Hood, and then, with the support of the elders, get the position of patriarch. Picol said.

"Well, that's a good plan, but I wonder what I can do? Isn't that perfect?" Moseley asked.

"I want you to lend me strength, your mercenary. To be honest, it is very difficult to get the soldiers of the dwarven clan to kill our patriarch. So, I want to rely on your strength to help me kill Hood and Bunian. ”

"Rebellion?" Moseley touched his chin, "Kind of interesting." When are you going to do it?"

"Of course, the sooner the better. Picole replied.

"Well, in two days my mercenaries will all return from Beisha to Bilmai City, there are about a hundred people, and at that time the other part of your people will sneak into the patriarch's residence, and I will arrange for some people to wait outside, and when you give the signal, I will immediately let people rush in, how about it?" asked Moseley.

"It couldn't be better. Picole finally had a smile on his face.

"But what do you want to repay me? Let me send all my mercenaries at a great price. Moseley said.

"As long as I can become the patriarch, the conditions are satisfactory to you. ”

Picole and Moseley looked at each other and burst out laughing.

......

Bunian sat uneasily in his chair, his head bowed, not daring to look at Aaron.

"You mean that Patriarch Hood doesn't know who killed my mother either?" Aaron's face was ugly, after all, the main purpose was not left at all, and it was really painful.

"Yes, because there was no living mouth left, and all the people died. However, my father also had his own guesses. Bunian said apprehensively.

"What's the guess? Say it and listen to it. Aaron said casually that he wasn't going to put all his hopes on Hood's speculation.

"My father said that the murderer of Lady Winnie may not have been a dwarf. Bunian wiped the sweat from his head.

"Haha, I didn't expect Patriarch Hood to say such a thing. Why did you die in the realm of the dwarves? I don't have high demands, I just want to find the murderer, isn't it too much? So, please don't be perfunctory with me. Aaron sneered.

"I know, but after listening to my father's words, I think there is some truth in what he said. ”

"Then let's hear it. ”

"My father said that the wounds of Lady Winnie and her party were all in the upper part of the body, mostly in the throat. The dwarves are limited in height, so if we fight with the Terrans, the wounds caused to the dwarves are generally in the abdomen or waist. So my father speculated that the person who killed your mother was most likely a Terran. ”

After Bunian said these words, his clothes were soaked with sweat. To put it nicely, his words are a new way of thinking, and to put it mildly, Bunian is shifting the blame to the Terrans.

"This kid must be lying. Aaron, we should have killed him in the first place!" Razor shouted loudly.

"Shut up. Aaron said.

"You...... You...... You're telling me to shut up!" Razor was so angry that he couldn't speak.

"It meant to be. This kid said that this is just a guess, since it is a guess, it can be very right, it may be wrong, it is just a direction of thinking. What are you anxious about? But what he said meant something. ”

"You believe what he says?" said Razor, his mouth wide open, stunned.

"It's not that I believe it, I can only say that I have some ideas. ”

Bunian was mentally prepared and waited for "Razor" to be questioned in the face. But after waiting for more than half a minute, he still didn't see "Razor" speak, so he raised his head, only to see "Razor" leaning back in his chair, his head slightly raised, as if thinking about something.

"That...... Razor, what's wrong with you?" asked Bunian.

"Ahh Well, there is some truth in what your father said. However, there are still some areas of imprecision. Razor said.

"Where is it not rigorous?"

"Not bad. As Patriarch Hood said, if you are a dwarf's real height, you can't cut the throat of a human race, but what if he's riding a horse?

(To be continued.) )