Section 115. Scavenger Headquarters
Annan guessed that the park's shack led underground, but he didn't think that the entire underground had been hollowed out.
Flat brick walls pave the vast underground hall, and constant magic lamps give the place a daylight like daylight.
The two scavengers pushed open a wooden door with a secondary window, and Annan followed them into an interrogation-room-like room with only a desk.
"Mind if we inspect your belongings?"
After sitting down, a muffled voice came from under the crow's mask.
The true king of the north might mind such an offense, but Annan is not.
The scavengers are pure and noble, and they are the last to stand out. You can always trust the scavenger until your town is completely corrupted - Michael has said so, hoping he's right.
Annan put the contents of his pocket on the desk: a handkerchief, a letter from his sisters, a dragon skin scroll that made the two scavengers nervous, and then the crow badge mixed in three gold coins and a dozen copper coins eased the atmosphere in the interrogation room.
"Annan Reeves, do you know those rat-man guests?"
"I don't know."
A scavenger wanted to get the letter, and Annan's hand was on it in advance.
"It's a letter from home."
"We need to check."
Annan looked at them seriously: "I am not your prisoner. ”
At that moment, the door was pushed open, and a cloaked figure in a crow-masked figure entered with a drawing board and empty bottles.
"Centurion."
"No need to check."
The figure, known as a centurion by the scavenger, placed the empty bottle in front of Annan, the residue at the bottom of the bottle glowing an ominous glowing green.
Annan's gaze fell on it, and the centurion scavenger also introduced at this moment: "It used to contain the 'Holy Blood Elixir', which we found in the trash can in the back kitchen. Those who swallow the Holy Blood potion will transform like werewolves. ”
"Your guests have become rat people because they have eaten food laced with holy blood potion."
"It's too obvious a frame-up." Annan said.
"We know, so just asked you to investigate. After all, as the king of the north and a survivor of the attack, you have the greatest conflict with Chaos, but only if you ......"
The centurion approached Annan, and the beak filled with spices almost touched Annan's face.
"You're really Levi."
Not again......
Annan calmly looked directly into the blurred eyes behind the bird's beak mask: "I don't understand what you're talking about. ”
The scavenger's response was to flip the drawing board.
A portrait of a black castle in the background is presented on the panel. At a glance, it looks like Annan, who is a few years younger. However, the boy in the painting has straight eyebrows and three-dimensional facial features, compared to Annan's tranquility, the boy in the oil painting is unstable and active from muscles to bone marrow.
Levi Reeves.
A name popped into Annan's mind.
"Is this you?"
"It's me."
"It's not you."
"I was naïve then." Annan looked at the portrait seriously, "Now I only have the flame of revenge in my heart. ”
With Breezy City's sentencing certification, Annan is not worried—even if the scavengers do have proof.
"Let's be honest. Annan, in fact, this time you are invited not only to investigate. The centurion extended an invitation to Annan, "Do you want to join the scavenger?" Don't be in a hurry to refuse, we can declare to the Lord of Olmedo that you are Levi, and declare that you have nothing to do with the nezumi. ”
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"So I'll put it another way. The nezumi who attacked you were only the executors, and the people who planned the attack were in Breeze...... We are all in the same goal. ”
Annan always felt that this sentence sounded familiar.
"What do I need to do?"
"Nothing, and the new members will participate in the first incident in absolute safety."
Annan retrieved the item on the table, along with the crow badge.
"Joining the scavengers was easier than I thought."
The centurion's reply was meaningful: "Perhaps in the corners where you can't see, we have tested you many times?" ”
"Can I leave?"
"Of course, but you don't want to get to know the scavengers now?"
"No...... I'm going back first. ”
However, on the way out, Annan still asked some centurions questions: "Why is the scavenger headquarters located underground and kept hidden?" ”
"Because you know your opponent to beat your opponent."
"Nezumi?"
"Before I answer this question, I want to know, what do you think a scavenger is?"
"The Twelve Kings of the North are the cornerstone of the North, and the Scavengers are the cornerstone of humanity." That's what Michael said.
"Anything else?"
"The scavenger is aiming to clean up the rat people?."
"This was before. The range of the scavengers now includes the four scourges, but the nezumi are the biggest threat to us. ”
Nezumen, greenskins, zergs, demons.
The greenskins are a bunch of freaks who only know how to kill, never get enough. They will kill all life, including themselves and the nezumi - so occasionally people will find a way to get Greenskins to fight the nezumi. And the greenskins don't like the cold of the north, they are more in the south.
Zerg exist outside the world and are rare in the Allen continent. Many professionals have seen nezumi and greenskins, and brave professionals have fought demons, but there are very few zergs - which also makes insect corpses a treasured alchemy material above gold and under Mithril in the continent of Allen.
Demon...... North of the snow-capped mountains, they are everywhere.
And of these four natural disasters, only the rat people will bring about the catastrophe of destruction.
"The rat infestation in the south of the Allen continent is rampant......"
The centurion still uses the South as a negative example: the threat of the nezumi is not in their claws, not in their rodents, not in pollution, but in their terrifying reproduction.
The offspring born to rat people and humans, with gradually degraded claws, shorter and shorter tails, faded hair, and retracted snouts, each generation is more human-like than the last.
The deep horror is revealed: as long as there is a trace of nezumi blood in the veins, they are the people of the rat god, driven by him.
It is said that there have been many "human-rat" city-states in the south, who have the appearance of humans but have rat-man blood flowing with them, and continue to pollute the human bloodline, so that in some places there are even absurd "pure-blooded humans".
As for the vampire kingdom, the cult of evil gods...... They are threats at best.
As he stood on the staircase, a beautiful string music floated up from the depths of the shaft-like staircase.
Annan's attention was drawn to the sound of the violin-like strings.
"What kind of instrument is this?"
"Newtrude."
Coming out of the dilapidated shack, the starry sky at night relaxes Annan.
The story of the scavenger headquarters and the centurion did create a lot of anxiety in Annan.
The cool night breeze blew through the treetops, and Annan saw Francois waiting not far away.
The centurion remained in the shadows of the hut and did not come out: "The nezumi are especially fond of warlocks like you, don't let them lure you." ”
"I'm not like other warlocks." Annan said.
(End of chapter)