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~~Device: No ads, full text, and it was the second half of the night when I returned to the hotel, and Richard still didn't feel sleepy, so he rearranged the magic alarms and magic traps around the hotel

The killer is the natural enemy of the mage, and the mage also has countless means of restraining the killer, such as magic alarms and traps, which only need to be more advanced to make the vast majority of killers helpless, many magic has soul locking and tracking effects, if the killer is discovered by the mage, then the end is not much better, Richard's arrangement comes from the dark blue, and the magic level is backward in the Faro plane, not to mention that ordinary killers can't be cracked even by magic assassins

If the other party has a great magician above level fourteen, a little more "huā" time will probably be able to disarm Richard's magic alarm, but the magician is not a killer, it is difficult to hide his own smell, and it is almost impossible to hide the nose of the water "huā".

Set up the defenses, Richard took out the structure he had just made, and set off for the barracks

There was a bonfire burning in the newly calm barracks, and most of the tent's "mén" curtains had been lowered, and there was hardly any movement except for the night sentry

The place where the figures were still shaking was by the campfire, where Tiramisu and Gonde were sitting around and drinking, and there were already four or five empty barrels piled up beside them, and two of them had not been opened, but they were obviously not enough for them to drink tonight

There is an iron pot on the campfire, in which the soup that tiramisu is best at, but only tiramisu has a basin in front of it, and Gangde only has a wine vat

Richard walked over to the campfire and sat down, handed the sealing box in his hand to Tiramisu, and said, "This is the basic level power of the standard version of the construction I made for the third floor, but I didn't expect it...... Just make it and don't use it"

Tiramisu was stunned and didn't go to take the box, but said, "Master, we ogres...... Can you use builds, too?"

"Every life can be constructed," Richard said

Tiramisu still hadn't taken the box, scratching his head and saying, "But I've never heard of an ogre who has ever constructed this thing, and I've heard that it's very expensive, and it can be exchanged for many barrels of wine."

"The standard version of the primary power in Norland's words is roughly around 100,000 gold coins," Richard said lightly, what he didn't explain was that the price of any construction that came from him often far exceeded the market price, and this primary power could be sold for at least 150,000 gold coins because of the bonus range

"100,000 gold coins, according to the best ale wine, ten gold coins, a barrel is 10,000 barrels of wine, if you replace half of it with a cow, it will be 3,000 heads, oh, enough for me to eat for more than ten years, in fact, I can save a little, I don't need to eat and drink, so I can eat it for a lifetime," Tiramisu quickly converted the value of this composition according to his own measurements, and the ogre is actually very smart, and the magician is used to playing "jiāo" with numbers, so Tiramisu's calculation speed is very fast

"That's true," Richard stuffed the box to Tiramisu

Tiramisu kept scratching his head and looked at the construct, his eyes were a little strange, as if he was holding not a fluttering magic box, but thousands of "féi" cows and wine, "But it is no longer needed, master, don't give it to others."

"This is a trichoke thing, not someone else," Richard sighed as he gazed at the leaping bonfire, and said, "You have been with me for so long and have not received anything from this composition, even if it is a memorial to him, you can bury it with trichoke as a companion according to human custom."

"Medium-cooked doesn't need to be buried, he'll be with me soon," he said, and Tiramisu pointed to the boiling soup pot, and Richard noticed that there was something inside, although it had shrunk to one-third of its original size, but it was still recognizable as a three-dimensional head, and its body had been reduced to ashes by magical flames, and there was nothing left to bury it

Tiramisu took off the soup pot, ignored the boiling soup, took out his medium-cooked head, and began to nibble on the cannibal magician, every movement was very strict and serious, as if he was performing a pious ceremony, and the whole person exuded a bit of sublime taste

Richard and Gonde watched silently and said nothing

After an instant, only the last bit of "rou" crumbs on the skull were gnawed away by tiramisu, as if the pot of "rou" soup was cooked by secret method, not only the size of the skull shrunk, but also different from ordinary bones, showing a kind of "yu" quality of azure "sè"

Then the ogre magician poured all the rou soup into his stomach, and then put his head into the soup pot, and made every corner of the soup pot "tiǎn" clean, and after doing this qiē, he threw the soup pot aside, patted his belly vigorously, and said, "Now I can feel that I have made my home here."

Tiramisu took out a chain that he had prepared and threaded the three-dimensional skull and hung it around his neck, "so that he can see it when I avenge him in the future!" said the ogre

Richard looked Tiramisu up and down and said, "In that case, this composition should be used on you, and it should be used as a companion to the three acquaintances."

Tiramisu didn't think much of it, but grinned and laughed happily, in his mind, the composition was indeed accompanied by three acquaintances

The process of implanting the structure is very simple, but the area of the ogre structure is large enough, and finally this structure is implanted in the mouth of the tiramisu "xiong", and the usually three-dimensional skull is just enough to press on it, and in a few minutes, Richard has completed all the work, and as for how much the power construction has improved the ogre, no one will delve into it

However, ogres are different from other races of magicians, they have slightly weaker magical abilities, but their strength and physique are very strong, they are the smartest ogres, but they have not forgotten the fighting nature of ogres, and when it comes to warhammers, tiramisu is also a terrifying killing machine

Gangde, Tiramisu, and Richard sat around the campfire, silent, drinking two barrels of spirits, and soon came to an end, but neither of them nor an ogre was the slightest drunk, their faces were very strict, and their eyes were all on the leaping campfire, and there was almost no "jiāo" to talk to each other, not knowing what they were thinking

The wine is gone

Gangde poured the last barrel upside down, only dripping out of it, and had to throw the barrel aside helplessly, he grabbed the giant axe and began to wipe it, and asked while working: "Boss, do you hate the red 'sè' Cossacks?"

Richard shook his head with a standard aristocratic smile and said gently, "No, I don't hate, I don't need to hate the dead."