"Tell me, what's the matter with you?"

In a quiet café, two people sit opposite each other in a corner.

Lance looked at Trillette with interest, this guy's observation ability is undoubtedly very good, when he escaped from the Black Tower with Old Miller, the members of the Eastern Council who stayed behind did not find out, only this Trilaite not only found out, but also found himself according to some clues.

This observation alone is not simple.

"Mr. Lance, I have great admiration for your abilities. In fact, I have a mention yì that I hope we can work with. Trilaite lowered her head a little shyly and fiddled with the coffee spoon in her hand.

"What is the collaboration?" Lance was even more curious.

Trillette's identity is a member of the wizarding reconnaissance force [Nightingale] directly under the command of the Eastern Council, and at most the identity of the grandson of the designer of the Black Tower, Lance can't imagine any intersection between the two sides.

Trilaite paused, lowered his voice, and said, "I know of a place with amazing treasures. ”

Lance frowned, but didn't speak, motioning for Trilaite to continue.

Seeing that Lance didn't react, Trilaite was a little breathless:

"Monsieur Lance, you may think I'm boasting, but that's not the case. My grandfather was not only the designer of the Black Tower, but also the leading designer of the mountain town at that time, not to mention that he also had another important identity, and he also designed some other very ...... Very important, but hidden, building. These buildings can be found in every corner of the mountain town, and there is a place in it. There are heart-warming treasures there. ”

Lance shook his head and said, "I still don't realize why you're looking for me. I'm sorry, but I don't find your mention appealing at all. ”

Trillette suddenly became anxious: "Mr. Lance, are you not interested in treasure at all? Or you are rich, but there are some things that cannot be bought by wealth." ”

Lance shook his eyebrows and said with a lack of interest, "Unless you reveal something about the so-called [Treasure] content, I won't cooperate with you." It is impossible for me to be inexplicably involved in a completely unknowable plan, especially with the weakness and impoverishment of your rhetoric. ”

Lance is also talking, at this stage, he really has no interest in treasure or anything.

He did not lack knowledge nor wealth. The only thing missing is accumulation. And in addition to witchcraft. He can also increase his strength in other ways - such as opening sub-chips, producing constructs, and even completing the tasks set by Master William to increase his authority in the Greystone Tower, so as to obtain more powerful constructs.

About the treasure that Trillette said. He really had a hard time pulling himself up.

Since this boy has come to him. Then it must be that he has taken a fancy to the shuttle ability that Lance showed tonight. Maybe the place Trillette was talking about was a forbidden field.

For the Forbidden Ground. Lance wasn't as fearful as other wizards, but he certainly didn't take it as child's play. Although he has a sub-chip to protect him, but for any wizard. Being deprived of witchcraft abilities is terrifying, and Lance is no exception.

Idiots know that if Trillette could get his hands on that so-called treasure, he would never come to Lance for help.

So that treasure must be very troublesome, at least Trewright can't handle it - it has to do something with the Forbidden Field, so Lance has no incentive to listen to him continue.

Trilaite saw that Lance was a little impatient, and suddenly became extremely anxious.

It's just that he was hesitant, and although he was very anxious, he refused to reveal the contents of the treasure to Lance first.

In this regard, his attitude was clear, unless Lance agreed to cooperate with him in the exploration of the treasure, he would not be able to reveal even a little information to outsiders.

"Think again. Trilaite blushed and said, "I really need your help, and when it is done, you will reap a great fortune - believe me, this treasure will not disappoint you." ”

Lance sighed, finished the coffee in his cup, and quickly stood up:

"I'm sorry, but your words really don't impress me. ”

"I have more awe than greed for a treasure that I know nothing about, so, goodbye. Mr. Trelett. ”

With that, he strode out of the café, leaving Trilaite to sit there alone, somewhat dejected.

......

"What a reckless fellow. ”

After walking out of the café, Lance couldn't help but mutter.

Walking down the wide main road, you quickly melt into the crowd. Soon, he took advantage of the night to leave the mountain city.

Lance had thought that Trelet might have something interesting to do when he came to him—such as bringing some information about the Eastern Council, or something important and interesting about himself, but unfortunately it was a boring "treasure".

Speaking of which, if you're really looking for treasure, Lance has a ready-made place right now.

"The southern mines are vast areas built on the eastern part of the Marseille Line, with the Thermal Valley to the southeast of the hill town. ”

Lance consulted the map given to him by Mark XLVII, and without hesitation, poured his magic into the blue comet.

If he had hesitated before, his intentions were clear now: he had Torlynn's warrant in his hands - temporary, only for a month, but much better than nothing.

You know, with this warrant, what he can do is not just buy grain and steel in "An'an".

In the night, a blue light flashed across the sky and flew far to the southeast.

......

Inside the mountain castle, in a dilapidated hut, the wooden door was pushed open.

A one-eyed old man stepped out of it.

The property was purchased before he was imprisoned in the Black Tower, and was later confiscated by the Eastern Council, became someone's private property, and then rented out to someone who could afford to pay the rent.

Although I didn't plan to find my own things here. But once you see this place with your own eyes, you will still have some regrets in your heart.

In the night, old Miller put on a wizard's hat for himself—he hadn't worn it in years, and he was still a little unaccustomed to it.

"Where do we go next?"

Before the owner of the house could return, he left the hut and went out into the streets of the mountain town.

In the area where mortals live, even though it is already night, the streets are still bustling with activity. The news of the events in the Black Tower was perfectly blocked, and ordinary residents simply did not know what was going on.

Old Miller walked aimlessly down the street alone, and perhaps it was not clear where he was going. But after tonight. He had to leave the mountain city.

When the Eastern Council solves the Great Demon, they, the prisoners, will definitely be re-imprisoned.

There is no doubt about it.

The old man sighed a little boredly, and finally decided to leave the city first.

He walked down the street. When you walked only half a street away from the city gate. Suddenly, a man's face flickered in front of him.

It was a man about six feet three. His complexion was very white, and he even looked sickly at first. He was accompanied by three attendants, all of whom were very flattering. Seems to be trying to please this man.

When he saw this man for the first time, the old face under the wizard's hat suddenly twisted together!

"This ...... How is that possible!?"

The man said something to one of the attendants, who immediately ran away and pulled a luxury carriage over.

Old Miller, though he had only one eye, had no bad eyesight, and he could see at a glance that the carriage was not empty.

"It was a young girl, and she was in a coma. ”

He closed his eyes, and this scene came to his mind - this qiē was not fiction, but originated from his super spiritual perception.

He has shown extraordinary intuition in front of Lance many times, and he is also willing to be extraordinary in this regard.

He forcibly held back his feelings and silently observed a qiē.

There was a crowd of people around him, and he lowered the brim of his hat again and again.

Soon, the man got into the carriage with three attendants and left the city gate.

As soon as the guards at the gates saw the family crest on the carriage, which represented a certain prominent figure in the Eastern Council, they immediately dismissed the interest in censorship and let the carriage go away.

Old Miller took a deep breath and quickly went out of the city, following at a distance.

He was very curious about why a man he had killed with his own hands five years ago would appear in this city five years later.

If that big man really has the ability to resurrect him from the dead, then he doesn't mind killing him a second time.

And this time, he's definitely going to be a little more thorough.

In the luxurious carriage, the pale-faced man was holding a girl who was only about thirteen or fourteen years old, and his eyes were full of obscenity.

"Young Master, where are we going?" asked one of the attendants flatteringly.

"Nonsense, of course I went to [Hot Spring Valley] to find my father. He got me a lot of good stuff there, and I had to go and receive it. ”

The man smiled and said, "I heard that the fruit in the hands of those weirdos can improve the ability of human beings in all aspects after eating, I don't know if it can make me stay in front of women for a longer time, a little ......."

The attendants suddenly echoed the sound of obscene laughter in the carriage.

......

In the southern mining area, Reims landed slowly.

The Eastern Council clearly takes the mining area very seriously, and many corners of the area have been set up to alert them to evil creatures.

After Lance got off the magic carpet, he walked in generously through the official entrance.

The second-level wizard guarding the entrance didn't say a word after seeing the warrant of the Speaker of Lance's birth, and just let him walk in, not even daring to ask more about his identity.

This kind of treatment also made Lance secretly happy, and what made him even more satisfied was that before he could speak, the latter took the initiative to present a map of the mining area.

The map is detailed, all the landmarks are clear and clear, and Lance found the sign of the Hot Springs Valley almost at a glance. (To be continued......)