"Leslin... What does that guy want to do? Do you really think that by eliminating you as an opponent, you can become a champion without fail?

Or is this guy ready to poison all the contestants who can threaten him?

That's ridiculous! Did he think the organizers were a bunch of stupid donkeys?"

Ellie bit her lip and said, "After all, you said he was a cunning guy, I don't believe he would be so stupid, but......

But I always have a bad premonition......"

"Do you have that too?" Riene's face changed slightly, but she didn't expect Ellie to feel the same way. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Then, the probability that this is an illusion is even smaller.

He paced back and forth in place for two steps, and turned sharply: "Then we can't delay any longer... I think the black mercenary should be done in a day or two.

Starting today, we should leave two hours earlier and rest two hours later, so that we can save a day's travel and do the same on the way back. ”

......

"A bottle of ale, a sausage, two white loaves of bread, and fish heads. ”

Throwing three silver coins on the counter, a mysterious man dressed in black and wearing a hood walked into the depths of the tavern.

The proprietor didn't ask much - a tavern like this, densely populated and complicated, was a favorite meeting place for many criminals, and he had long since turned a blind eye to all sorts of weirdos.

Although the bounty on the wanted notice occasionally makes him excited, if the other party escapes, or if there are accomplices, he will definitely be retaliated against.

On the contrary, even if a criminal is found to be eating at his place, no one will usually trouble him.

After turning a corner, he entered the innermost box, and when the waiter served the food and drinks, he left, and the mysterious man closed the door, took off his hood, and revealed his handsome face.

If someone you know is here, you will definitely be shocked - this guy Leslin would actually come here to eat?

Objectively speaking, a meal of three silver coins is very good for a common man, and many people have absolutely no such figure in a day's wages.

Most civilians usually just nibble on black bread that can almost knock out their teeth, and the inferior ale and a whole sausage are considered a holiday celebration.

But for a young and promising aristocratic young master, this is really a bit incredible.

Of course, Leslin herself eats hard...... Not to mention that no matter how good the food here is, it is one or two grades lower than that of the aristocratic chefs, and even if it is just a psychological problem, it is difficult to overcome.

Although a layer of wood had been wiped off by a rag and there were dents, the table was still greasy and reflective, and a few crooked and even misspelled swear words were still carved into it.

Leslin was so well-informed that she actually recognized a dried blood stain from one place...... Although he is not afraid of hurting or killing people, and he is even used to it, it is still disgusting at the dinner table.

After eating the meal hastily, Lesling leaned back, leaned against the wall, and whispered a name over and over again.

When he read it for the tenth time, it seemed that some strange pattern flashed in front of him, but he continued to chant without confusion.

Fifty times, he felt his lips dry and sweat on his forehead, but he still didn't stop.

Until—sixty-six times.

It was as if there were slippery and cold tentacles on the back of his neck, and feathers scratching his chin, and all kinds of illusions were changing in front of his eyes.

There was even a moment when it was as if the entire room was covered in skinned flesh.

However, when he had such an abnormal feeling, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"I almost thought I couldn't reach you here......"

From an outsider's point of view, his eyes are empty, and he is really scary when he speaks to an empty place.

But in his field of vision, there is a gray-white existence.

The being spoke with a buzzing voice.

"After all, the madmen of the Holy Sect are in this city, which has caused them to take some precautions in the past few days, although they have not discovered my behavior, but two more nodes have been blocked. ”

"So, that's all there is left?" asked Lesling.

"This node, I'm afraid it will be blocked in a few days, in fact, they are already scheduling materials.

I'm afraid this is your last chance for me. ”

Its voice was still buzzing, but there seemed to be some urgency in it.

Lesling couldn't help but think that it was probably just trying to trick me into helping, if it was really in a desperate situation, how could it still talk to me like this?

The feelings of this monster are so easy to detect, and nine times out of ten, it is exaggerated.

But he didn't expose it, and in any case, it was probably the truth that things became urgent, although it wasn't as serious as he said.

"I've given a lot in my deal with you, and I've received a lot in return, more than enough for a mortal, even a noble talent who wants to make a career.

I can even pass on that technique to future generations and firmly suppress the territory... and even a country ...... forever"

Before he could finish speaking, the existence interrupted him: "The world is about to usher in great changes, do you think that with a little technology, your poor divine light will be able to sit firmly at the head of the city?"

Don't make me laugh at the shallowness of human beings, I still think that you are an unusually intelligent person with brains among human beings.

If this continues, your so-called leading and superior will only be three or five years......

To exaggerate, maybe you'll be able to become a viscount?"

It laughed, "Don't you know yourself as well as I do?

If you don't swallow one or two counties, I'm afraid you won't be able to quench your hunger and thirst a little, your hungry ambition ......"

"Hmph... You know, then stop fooling me with the shallow stuff you admit you guys are admitting!"

Although she was pierced in her mind, Lesling did not panic, and was ready to take this opportunity to open her mouth.

"Shouldn't I give more thanks if I want to save you? don't let me, a human being, think that you are so stingy!"

“......”

After a brief moment of silence, something known as Ahab Srae spoke again.

"Sure enough, it's an anomalous human ...... I'm amazed by human beings, and you're the second in a thousand years. ”

"Hmph, the King of White? It's really a compliment that makes me honestly afraid, but it's not good to talk about it, so let's take out some dry goods?"

The being was not offended in the slightest anger, but spoke softly.

“...... Mortal, how about making you my vice-ruler and giving you all the highest authority except for actions that endanger me?"

Sneering, Leslin endured all the discomfort and pulled an old parchment roll out of her pocket.

"It's... You managed to get this?"

Before the scroll could be unfolded, Ahab Slay knew that it was not just words, but tangential, that he was going to be taken advantage of by the tiny human in front of him...... (To be continued.) )