Fisher stared at the back of Philoon who left the room for a long time, and suddenly grabbed Rafael next to him, Rafael thought he was going to hold hands, and subconsciously handed him over, but he refused coldly, and turned his head a little annoyed, but found that he was looking at himself seriously,

"Listen, Rafael, we're getting out of here tonight. You watch Lal and them here, and I'll go up and pack up my things and come down. ”

Rafael was slightly stunned, although he didn't quite understand why Fisher was in such a hurry to leave, but since he opened his mouth, there must be a reason for him, so he agreed.

Fisher had already realized that something was wrong in Philoon City, and he had already guessed what he was doing, and was very sure that the other party was eyeing several dragonmen around him. The reason why he wanted to stay here before was because he needed some supplies for the next journey, and now that he had bought them back today, he could leave at any time.

It would be foolish to put yourself and a few dragonmen in danger if you didn't set out again.

So when it was decided, Fisher decided to take Rafael and them out of the city tonight, and the best result was that Philoen would not find out about their departure until they forced their way through the city gates, and even if Filloon wanted to, he would not be able to catch up with them again.

When he went to the outer city today, Fisher memorized the route in the city, and after starting from here, he had to go all the way to the north gate, and he must leave the city even if he caused some unnecessary losses.

Fisher nodded, and walked out of the room with his cane.

The whole Filloon Mansion was eerily quiet, the room was brightly lit, but there was no living person in sight, and Fisher's footsteps did not pause at all, and went straight to the second floor.

......

......

The whole dining room fell silent, and both Milcohill and Farsher knew the seriousness of the matter from Fisher's mouth, so they both stayed by Rafael's side carefully, and by the way, they confiscated the toys from the hands of the playful Ral, so that she would not run around.

The aggrieved Ral was dumbfounded by Rafael's stern eyes, and shrunk aggrievedly in his seat in the dining room, staring quietly at the moonlight outside the window.

Outside the window, the moonlight was hazy, and the scale-like clouds obscured the moonlight, staining the earth with a less clear shadow.

Ral stared at the distant moon in the sky in a daze, imagining that it would turn into a giant pancake, and then dipped in the dragonman's favorite flame juice, and then be eaten by himself, that must be the best food!

Ral swallowed a mouthful of saliva in his mouth, and then looked at the moon outside the window, but found that the moon seemed to be covered by some shadow, and when Lal looked out the window, he saw a tall, horned but expressionless cowman, she was slightly stunned, and the next second she shouted in panic to Rafael next to her,

"Lord Rafael, there's outside.... Woo! Let go of Ral! ”

The huge arm smashed directly into the glass of the window, and as the glass crackled, the arm gripped Ral's neck.

What... Time...

Why don't you feel the breath of the living?

Rafael's eyes narrowed into a thin line as he looked out the window at the tall figure. It was an adult bull male, with a strong body, about 1.9 meters tall, the upper body was naked, but the complexion of the body showed a strange gray feeling, and the horns on the head were completely gone, leaving only smooth saw marks, staring blankly at the ral in his hand.

"Let her go!"

Rafael's scales stood upside down, and the moment his body spewed steam, all the surrounding windows shattered, and one after another expressionless bull males entered from the outside.

"Don't move, Rafael."

The next second Rafael wanted to move, a gentle voice sounded behind him, and Rafael turned back in disbelief, only to find that his companions were all controlled by the huge bull male.

"Lord Rafael..."

"Let go of me!"

Outside the courtyard outside the window, tall figures stood densely, with only broken corners left on their heads, looking in line at the restaurant with expressionless faces.

"Nana... Miss? ”

The one who appeared next to those cattle races was Nana, the cattle race in a dress. After stopping Rafael's resistance, she did not speak in the face of Rafael's questioning, because she wanted to seize the time.

Nana sat on the shoulders of a stout cow breed and snapped her fingers, and the cow race pinching Mill ran quickly towards the courtyard, seemingly unwilling to fight Rafael here. The dense cattle race also stopped Rafael's sight from behind with a blank face, and ran in a certain direction outside the courtyard.

Rafael's night vision was excellent, and in the darkness she saw the cattle breeds who had captured her companions, a gate to the ground opened at some point, leading down to nowhere.

Is it to lure yourself over?

Rafael stayed where she was, glancing upstairs, then at the open tunnel in the distance, and after hesitating for a second, she ran wildly in the direction of the tunnel.

Fisher, who was packing his belongings upstairs, had already heard the glass breaking, and he was slightly stunned, then sighed.

The worst happens, and the other party still perceives his thoughts. It seems that Feron is also keeping an eye on him all the time, and with both sides being very cautious, the slightest movement can upset the balance.

At this moment, Fisher simply relaxed, put away the packed luggage directly, and carried his cane down from the second floor, passing by the already empty restaurant without stopping.

Rafael must have been chasing after Mill, and Fisher felt the contract of the slave heraldic and saw that they were heading underground, and there should be some hidden building underneath.

But Fisher did not go after Rafael and the others, but could only silently hope that Rafael would be able to solve the situation over there.

For no other reason, when he slowly walked out of Philorn's house with his cane and came to the outside of the courtyard, Philorn, who had changed into a suit, was standing in the courtyard, quietly looking at the inner city with his hands behind his back, and at the city of Philoon outside the inner city.

At night, the city of Filloon is quiet, and from the high ground of the city lord's mansion, you can just see the life of the sub-people below. The night was already deep, they were resting or sleeping, and there was no loud enough sound from the City Lord's Mansion at the moment.

"Good evening, Mr. Fisher."

"Good evening."

Fisher lit a cigarette and walked over to Philorn, standing beside him as he looked out at the peaceful and harmonious inner city.

"It makes me sad that Mr. Fisher is leaving so late... So, you already know what I'm doing? ”

Fisher nodded,

"You're selling souls, you're making a lot of money by selling souls, and you're eyeing the souls of those dragonmen. You've been doing similar research for a long time, and you've captured all the subhuman souls in the wilderness. ”

"Ah, what a smart brain, I really can't hide it from you..."

Filone sighed and said to Fisher, as if it were,

"Mr. Fisher, do you know how much energy is contained in a human soul? How much magic a human can release in a lifetime, and the energy that releases magic comes from the soul. After highly compressing their souls, they are released by igniting them, producing more energy than how many tons of coal mines..."

"In the beginning, inspired by the loss of souls, since deep despair can make their souls vibrate, can the opposite love be? Experiments have shown that it is possible. The stronger the love for a goal, the greater the vibration amplitude of the soul, and the better it is to extract the soul..."

"But Mr. Fisher, people are always on guard against each other, whether it's creating despair or creating ideas, it's easy to design for a target, so it's not only too costly, but also not suitable for mass production..."

Fisher's thoughts were quick, and soon he had already caught up with Filon's train of thought, and he seemed to have thought of something, and his face remained unchanged to fill in Filon's words,

"So, you're looking for a goal that lowers the bar for despair or love, and if there is a group of despair and love that can be easily given, in the end, you've found the answer..."

"That's right, Mr. Fisher, that's the child!" Filone clapped his hands and looked at Fisher with great admiration, as if applauding for his wisdom, "Only innocent children, only pure children, can feel love and happiness from close distance and defenselessly, and express it..."

Fisher didn't speak, looked at the scene outside, just took a deep puff of cigarette,

"So, in order to make money, you make those kids into products?"

"Make money?" Filon's mask didn't move, but Fisher saw the eyeballs hidden under his gas mask suddenly twist to look at Fisher, as if annoyed why Fisher would say this, but after a second or two, his eyes turned back and his tone became calm.

"You know what, Mr. Fisher. My hometown, Urun, was originally a quiet and peaceful place until the geological survey team of Saint-Nari discovered coal in the ground of my hometown. In order to be able to reap the benefits, people from different places came to my homeland with the same purpose and wanted to take away the land where our village lived in the days. ”

"In the rebellion, they set fire to my village, and all my family and friends who lived with me since I was a child were burned alive in that fire, and I hid under my brother's body to survive, and when I stood up the next day, his body was stuck to my body and I couldn't wash it." Filon's eyelidless eyes stared at Fisher, and a finger tapped the gas mask on his face, "If given a choice, I, my brothers, every child of Ulren would be willing to give their lives in exchange for the coal mine they were going to mine, so that so many people would not die!" ”

"Mr. Fisher, look at the people living in the inner city. Their homes were destroyed, and they were almost wiped out, for what? It is because the human race is hungry for their resources that it wants to exterminate them..."

"If it weren't for my intervention, they would all have been wiped out and died in the quiet wilderness without any sense. I have given them a good living environment, but is it all without a price? With so much money to pay, can it be saved with just one blood? ”

"If you were to ask one of the sub-people in this city, if they would be willing to trade these children for a peaceful and comfortable life, what answer do you think you would get?"

"Dragonborn souls produce energy seven to eight times more efficiently than humans, and sacrificing one dragonman can be exchanged for the lives of seven other children! Isn't it worth it? So, I'm sorry, I have to take the souls of those dragonmen. ”

"But Mr. Fisher, I can let you and the red dragonman go, you are one of the few scholars in Nari, and I don't want such a smart brain to stay on this continent in this way..."

As the time of a cigarette passed, Fisher reached out and snuffed out the cigarette in his hand, and did not seem to be interested in his tirade just now, he just turned his head with a deep gaze and asked Philorn,

"I just want to ask you, where are those kids now?"

Philoon was slightly stunned, as if he already knew the answer, and the magnetic voice brought a smile,

"Thanks to Mr. Fisher..."

His suit was suddenly torn, revealing the steam device that bulged slightly behind him. There, the miniature steam ring had been replaced by a larger backpack, and on the surface of the backpack, a dozen metal jars were inserted deep into it, as if it had submerged into his body. Steam, too, was pouring out of the surface of the backpack, and along the surface of the backpack, lines connected his right prosthetic hand and some kind of glove device covering his left hand.

The backpack trembled slightly, and as an illusory wail sounded, streams of pure blue energy flowed down the line into his prosthetic hand, and in an instant, a huge amount of steam came out of his entire body. Then, the backpack opened slightly, covering the energy transmission lines with metal-like armor.

His gaze without eyelids followed the gas mask to Fisher in front of him, and he spoke word by word,

"They're with me now."