An restful night's sleep, the next day, as soon as the sun rose, Leo climbed out of bed and began to carefully study the magic arrays of various types of surveillance, all of which were stored in his head, although there were many places that could not be understood, but it was no problem to understand a general idea.

The morning passed quickly, and the results of the study were very remarkable, and the situation was basically the same as expected.

Although it is not possible to use guò magic to conceal yourself and infiltrate the swamp, there are still opportunities to use some other methods. As for what Muraton had prepared yesterday, it could all come in handy, provided he could get it.

At eleven fifty, there was a knock on the door, and Leo said please come in, and it was the dwarven warrior who opened the door and entered.

Today he was not wearing heavy armor, but he carried a shield in his hand and a huge sack behind him.

Seeing Leo lock his eyes on the shield, the dwarven warrior hurriedly explained, "This thing is valuable, I don't dare to put it underneath, so I brought it with me." Don't worry, when I get out, I won't carry it. ”

Leo understood that this was also the truth, even if he had money, no one would leave an epic quality thing outside and leave it unattended, so he didn't say anything more, and asked directly, "Everything is ready?"

Muratun threw the sack on the ground and said with a smile: "It's all ready, it's not bad." ”

"Goblins and Muddy Water Beasts got it, too?" asked Leo again.

Speaking of these two "things", Muratton was obviously very disgusted, but he still replied honestly: "I got it, those two guys smelled too bad to be brought into the hotel, so I left them outside." ”

Leo nodded, "Okay, pour it out and I'll take a look." ”

"No problem. Muratton immediately lifted the bottom of the sack and exerted a little force. And he poured out all the contents of it.

Seven or eight bottles and jars, plus a large bundle of rope, a few tattered clothes, and a stack of fur of unknown origin, rolled to the ground.

Leo frowned, and secretly said that this person is really rude, but fortunately, the things are still sturdy and not damaged. But after a while, you must educate and educate well, if you ruin your plan because of recklessness, you have no place to regret going.

"Well, green pigment, blue dye, red dye, yellow dye, tarki gum, large fangs, swamp snake oil, chicken blood, wig sets. Leo crouched down. I checked them one by one, and then picked up the fur and unfolded it, and said with satisfaction: "It's very good, the size is just right, I didn't expect you to prepare things quite well." ”

"Hey, hey, it's just right. Muraton smiled widely, glad that Leo had complimented him, "I forgot to tell you that I used to be a supply officer in the mercenary regiment. It's really good at that. ”

"Is it necessary to be so proud of this kind of thing?" Leo muttered secretly, touching his chin, but he always felt that something was missing, waiting for the strong smell of the fur to smell. He suddenly remembered, "Wait, and what about the tiger ferret's saliva?"

"Uh...... Here......" Muraton took out a vial from his waist pocket and looked fearful: "You don't really want to use this, do you?"

"It must be used, otherwise the effect will definitely be deducted. Leo replied very sternly.

Humans, dwarves, elves, and other creatures of the good camp find the ferret's saliva smell. But evil races such as goblins, gnolls, trolls, and orcs regard it as a noble spice, which has to be said to be a very interesting and strange thing.

Seeing the dwarf, he still hesitated. Leo added: "In order to save people, you can not live your life, can't you even stand this stench?"

"I ...... Of course I can endure it!We mountain dwarves have always been known for their patience!" Muraton stared at the vial in his hand and gritted his teeth viciously.

Leo was almost amused by his pained expression, looked at the time, and said, "Alright, everything is all right, without further ado, pack up and let's go." ”

"Don't you have to be here to get ready to go?" said the dwarf, who was a little strange.

Leo had already thought about this and categorically vetoed: "No, wait until you get to the edge of the swamp to prepare, there are many people here, and you may get into trouble." ”

"I see. The dwarf nodded heavily.

However, Leo was a little skeptical that his stone head really understood.

............

Two hours later, on the outskirts of the Zangar swamp, a wrecked wooden cart looked very miserable and strange.

The cart was pulled by an ugly-looking beast with two large nostrils and a fat body.

On the board, a troll in animal skin was lying. Under the car, two green-skinned goblins, one of whom was tied with a rope and gagged, and the other was too strong, at odds with the traditional image of a goblin as thin and withered, and with a listless face. And in the back of the car, there is also an ogre with a height of nearly three meters, carrying two large bulging pockets on his back, because the steps are too big, swaying and colliding from time to time, making a jingle and crunchy sound.

The stout "goblin" was none other than a green-painted Muraton, his nose and mouth were spiked by tree gum, and even his beard, which was cherished as life, was removed, and he looked like a goblin except for his short, thick arms and legs.

Hearing the crisp sound, he looked back in distress and said, "Fatty, that's my most precious treasure, I just spent a lot of money on maintenance, can't you be lighter?"

"Chubby light. The ogre's innocent reply did seem to lighten up a bit, but it had no effect at all, and the crunch did not diminish much.

The "troll" on the wooden cart stood up and laughed twice. I really don't know what position this clumsy dwarven warrior has to educate Fatty, in order to get the goblin to follow honestly, Muraton almost punched the poor green-skinned creature to death, so that he had to endure the pain of wasting a bottle of high-quality healing potion before he could go on his way.

Of course, the troll is Leo in disguise, and at the moment he is wearing a colorful wig cover, his skin is also dyed yellow-green, and a pair of huge fangs are glued to his mouth, and it is absolutely impossible to detect the clue when viewed from a distance.

Hearing Leo laugh, Muraton knew that he was wrong, and hurriedly changed the topic: "Leo, you said that we dressed up like this, is it really useful?"

Leo didn't have much in his heart, so he had to reply: "Anyway, it's definitely better than us rushing straight in." ”

"That's right. Muraton nodded, and suddenly became irritable again: "But the smell on my body is so stinky, I feel like I'm going to faint." Why don't you have anything at all?"

"Why am I okay, I'm actually dizzy, haven't you seen that I've been lying down?" Leo replied with a bitter face. He did underestimate the power of the ferret's saliva, which could be used to kill people if used properly! (To be continued......