Catching 'bugs'?

This Hussein understood, and asked playfully.

"Oh, have you decided on a place?"

"There are two places to speculate, one here." Bohn walked to the edge of the sand table and pointed to the slave trading market above, and then pointed to the highest point of the sand table, where Bohn also deliberately made a very delicate small court, "There is also here, but it is unlikely that this place is very likely, there is an eighty percent possibility that it is in the slave trading market." ”

"Slave trading market? The reason? ”

Hussein asked.

"Food, and didn't you remind me not to investigate the situation of the royal family!"

After saying that, Bohn looked at Hussein with a smile.

Hussein only felt the green tendons on his forehead jump.

"The palace mage group is stationed next to the royal court, how can I say that the palace mage is also directly under the royal family, I don't believe that His Excellency Charles will let such a big hidden danger in the royal court, even if Charles has a big heart, that 'human traitor' will never be, unless His Excellency Charles is also 'rebelled', and then I investigated the direction of food and supplies in Severton in the past two months, and there is no problem!"

Bohn looked at Hussein, but Hussein 'learned to be smart', not only did he not speak directly with an expressionless face.

"This old fox!"

Bohn scolded secretly, and then continued, "No problem is the biggest problem, even if the snake man can go into hibernation and reduce the consumption of the body, but the snake man is not a real snake after all, he can not eat or drink for two or three months, and he must eat at least once a month to maintain basic consumption and maintain normal combat ability, so the problem is, it is impossible to hide such a large piece of food consumption." Since food consumption is fine, what do they eat? Can this 'human traitor' still be turned into food? ”

There is indeed a magic in the spell that can conjure food [food making technique], which is nutritious but does not have any taste, and this magic was created in the heyday of Nether, a boring arcanist who is addicted to experiments and can't extricate himself from preventing himself from starving to death.

"So what?"

Hussein asked rhetorically with a slight squint in his eyes.

"This year's work of the 'corpse collector' seems to be particularly leisurely, every day you can spend money in the tavern until you get drunk, in the past winter, there would be several truckloads of frozen corpses sent outside the city every day in Seventon, but this year unexpectedly there was none, I sent people to squat at the city gates in several directions for a few days and disappeared, even if there were no homeless people who froze to death, what about slaves? Could it be that this year's slave owners have been inspired by 'God' to treat their slaves as family members, and none of them have died? ”

Seeing that Hussein was unmoved, Bohn also gave up the side knock.

"You guys, you're all big shots, you look at the overall situation, I'm just a small character, especially with the mastermind behind this scene, and I always feel unsteady in my heart with such a big trouble."

Vaughn sighed helplessly.

Hussey's heart was completely broken at this moment, he didn't say anything anymore, and Born's baalabala found out the location they had so hard to find.

Is this Nima genius so unreasonable...

Little people, small you!

Even His Excellency Congenio paid close attention to the person who sent one of his legion commanders to be a bodyguard, saying that he was a small person, Hussein exhaled a deep breath slightly, he was really afraid that he would not be able to control his hand and slap this thing to death.

Hussein snorted coldly, walked away without looking back, and said secretly: "I didn't say anything, I found this product myself, it's none of my business, right... It's none of my business, I don't know anything. ”

Looking at the back of Hussein leaving, Bohn knew that eight or nine would not leave ten.

This plan should be a game led by His Excellency Congenio, and the end of the game should be at the end of the month.

Born casually picked up a scroll in his hand.

When I opened it, it was a painting, but it was more elaborate than the one that Born had seen in the underground altar.

Probably due to the level of painting, the painting on the underground altar is more like a graffiti work, but some important places are painted.

According to the meaning that the original painter wanted to express, Born deduced and processed it by the chip to draw a more vivid picture.

"Divine servant slashing snakes?"

Born rubbed his head, as if he had seen this story somewhere, but he couldn't look like it.

There are so many backstories related to the dungeon, and it has taken several generations to create, and four or five versions have been changed before and after, and it is too difficult to guess just by looking at one picture.

Although according to the timeline, His Excellency Conchenio's side must have won, but it was the throbbing in his heart that first existed.

It's a terrible feeling to be out of control.

Alas...

Bohn clenched his fists slightly, he was even more eager to improve his strength, and called up the progress bar, and the completion of the new arcane was almost close to full...

……

"What's wrong?"

Looking at Hussein, who was a little anxious, the elf old man asked in some surprise.

"It's alright, Master Hill."

Hussein said speechlessly: "It's just a sigh, sometimes this person is really incomparable, and a group of people can't compare to a little kid." ”

"Oh, I was stimulated by Bohn."

The elven old man was happy, he especially understood Hussein's feelings, "This is the favor of nature, every race will have a certain period of time, one or several people who are 'favored' by nature, they are natural leaders and changers. ”

"Leaders vs. changemakers? So is he? ”

Hussein asked.

"I don't know, I've seen a lot of so-called geniuses fall before they even go to the stage."

The elven old man said slowly, as if he remembered something from the past, "There are also some people who were previously unknown and only bloomed after they appeared on the stage. ”

Hussein was silent......

(PS: It was originally sent together in two chapters.,But after writing it, I found that the plot conflicted.,Hurry up to delete and change.,There's not enough time.,There's still less words.,It's a chapter owed.,There's time tomorrow.,Make it up!!) ）