"I said that guy has to pull so many things to live or die. Garon laughed. "How does it feel to be silvered?"

"It feels good. Lala hurriedly replied and thought about it carefully, "My body is very healthy, and some of my previous minor problems are gone." Very energetic. Only the standard six hours of sleep a day is enough to recover. It seems that the whole body is in the best condition. ”

Garon nodded.

"This incident is a lesson for me, so stay with me in the future. ”

"Haode!" Lala's expression relaxed. In any case, she has always hung her sustenance on Garon, and she has never had any sense of belonging to everyone else.

Her parents died young, and her only relative, her aunt, also died in the war. Now the only one who can rely on is Galleon. Some time ago, she was arranged to take care of Lei Lan, and then she fell seriously ill, which gave her a serious sense of crisis in her heart. She is not a totem master, she can't manipulate the totem battle to sprint on the front line, and as an ordinary person, she must embody her role in the team. Otherwise, over time, it will become more and more nonexistent, and it will have no status as well.

And returning to Garon and continuing to take care of his life, as before, is Lala's greatest wish.

"Alright, you're ready to go. Garon put the pot on the inside of the table and said lightly.

Lara bent her knees and hesitated slightly.

"Mr. Garon, I have not said a word about your private message, neither Miss Lelan. Or Miss Angel of the Wild Hunting Troupe. ”

With that, she turned around and got out of the carriage. Garon behind him was slightly surprised, and then showed a look of satisfaction.

The convoy was stopping to barbecue outside. Ansai held a small harp in his hand, and kept playing and singing softly, and the low and melodious song slowly drifted from the window.

Garon had a look of listening on his face, and suddenly a subtle strangeness appeared on his face.

"Why does this tone look a little like the grass by the green river?" Recalling the TV series he watched on Earth, Garon's memory seemed to span countless time and space in an instant, returning to the time when he first watched TV next to his mother.

"I miss it"

He closed his eyes and opened them again. All thoughts have been completely left in his eyes.

With a movement of his right hand, he stood up and walked towards the other corner of the carriage. That's where all kinds of lab tools are placed. Yesterday's validation experiment wasn't completely completed.

Even with his abilities, wasting time at will is a shameful act in such a time of racing against time.

It will only take a day or two to get back to Terry Jones' territory.

Vindman quietly examined the three young men sitting in front of him.

The leader was obviously the black-robed young man. His complexion was not very good. It seems that sunlight is rare, and the eyes are very conspicuous pale silver, giving people a cold and unforgiving feeling. Looking at the age, it seems to be in his twenties.

He claimed to be Baker's Stoneeye, a traveler from afar who had to move around to investigate the cause of a sudden change. This reason is quite orthodox, but five out of ten totem masters passing by do so. Pure panacea.

The other is a girl in red armor, no more than eighteen or nineteen years old. Sitting next to Baker's Stone Eye, peeking at the people next to him from time to time, it was obviously very interesting to him. This one is not clever at first glance. It's beautiful, but it's still very innocent and immature.

Zuihou was a sturdy guy who was very interested in the biological armor on Masilan's body, so he leaned over and got close. Obviously a little guy who doesn't hide his emotions.

Vindman maintained a polite smile on his face.

"As a member of the Royal Alliance, I am deeply saddened by the turmoil that is taking place right now, but please forgive me for having you investigate your intelligence in this context. After all, we also have powerful and insidious adversaries. ”

"The Viscount's actions are normal, and rightfully so. It is already a great blessing to be able to take us in for a temporary rest in troubled times. If there is something you can do to help, please feel welcome. Baker's stone-eyed face maintained a polite smile. Regarding the matter of tracking down the disappearance of Reanna, it is naturally impossible to bring it up directly, first secretly inquire about the investigation, and if there is really nothing to discover, it is not too late to ask the lord for help. After all, it is also possible that the local lord is among the suspects.

"On behalf of all the people of Terry Jones, I thank you for your support. Vindman solemnly thanked the three Bakers.

"You're welcome. The three of them hurriedly returned the salute.

"That's what we're supposed to do. ”

"Well, then, I have to leave for a while, and if you need anything, tell the maid to do it. Vindman stood up, "In addition, my territory is at the forefront of the fight, and the monsters behind have basically been cleared, go inside, it is the current human defense zone, after a while, if you want to leave, I can send someone to send you to other cities." ”

"Thank you, Lord Viscount. Baker stood up and bent slightly.

"Well, get some rest. Someone will take you to the room. Vindman nodded and walked out of the hall.

Baker watched the Viscount leave the drawing-room, and the Marsilan Knight followed, and sat down again until he could no longer hear footsteps at all.

"What's going on?" asked Berina in a soft whisper leaning over from behind. A faint body fragrance penetrated the tip of Baker's stone eye's nose.

He frowned.

"Nothing. ”

He took out a small delicate box and gently rubbed the pattern on the surface of the lid.

The clue points to Terry Jones Collar, and then it breaks. We'd better take a closer look at this estate. What should be discovered. ”

"Head, I feel a little wrong. Hutarian whispered.

"What's wrong?"

"That Viscount Vindman. "I smell a bad smell on him. ”

"No smell?" Baker's brow furrowed. "Is it the ghost silver lantern?"

Tarian nodded slightly.

"There are also divisions within the royal alliance. This is nothing. This Viscount Vindman may be a more extreme faction. Baker thought for a moment, then replied.

"I don't feel right anyway. Tarian shook his head.

Roses Estate

"Tsk two spiritual totem masters, where are the strong people who came out?" Roses was dressed in a bewitching red dress, holding a message from her subordinate totem masters. The expression was indescribably surprised.

A woman in green on the side looked respectful.

"According to the tip, they have been tracking down the whereabouts of a young girl named Rianna. This girl has a lot of weight for the man named Baker Stoneeye at the head. ”

"Liana" Roses had a smug smile on her face. "Even luck is on my side, Windman, Rayanna, Rayanna? How is your green shade lost now?"

"It's okay, the concealment is good, and the investigation is fine. It's just that I feel like there have been a lot of monsters that haven't appeared in intelligence materials recently. The woman in the green dress frowned.

"It's nothing, it's probably a mutation caused by germs. These things are not our business. When will the elite who applied above come down? The value of what Vindman has in his hand is still good. Roseis asked carefully.

"About two days or so. That's the fastest speed. The woman in the green dress replied in a low voice.

"Then, we have to pick a good time to pass on the real truth to that young man."

Baker Stoneeye gently removed the letter paper from the black pigeon's leg. Then he was tied with another small black stick, and with a flick of his hand, he released the pigeon.

The pigeon flew out of the bedroom window and exploded with a bang. Turned into large black feathers and fell. Just disappear.

Baker's eyes narrowed.

The pigeon came strangely, and appeared very abruptly in the bedroom window where he lived.

He looked out the window to the left and right, but found no suspicious traces.

Closing the window, he unfolded the letter and slowly swept the words on it line by line.

As his gaze moved, the pupils of his eyes contracted more and more, and after Zuihou had read all the contents, he gently crumpled the letter into a ball. Rub your right hand and knead it directly into a sheet of white powder.

Stand by the window. He pondered for a moment.

"Whether it's true or not, I'll find out for myself," a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

Garon looked at the sea of trees in front of him from afar, with a complicated look on his face. It's been a long time since I've been back here.

He sat in the driver's seat of the carriage, holding the notebook he carried with him, and suddenly, he frowned slightly, closed the notebook slightly, and jumped out of the carriage directly.

The entire convoy slowly came to a standstill.

Garon took a few steps forward, and four giant crocodiles slowly lurked from different angles around him. These killers lurking in the shadows can pounce out in a tenth of a second, biting their prey and not letting go, with a huge bite force and amazing explosive power, allowing them to tear their prey to pieces in the shortest possible time.

The four deep crocodiles are his exposed strength, and the rest are hidden in the shadows, after all, the liliang of the crystal deducer is not suitable for revealing too much.

"What's going on?" asked Angel behind him.

Garon held up his hand, signaling not to rush.

He walked under a large tree and touched the roots, on which a drop of pitch-black liquid dripped from it, emitting a trace of white smoke, like melted asphalt.

Garon's face changed, he had seen this special slime on the monster profile of the Black Sky Society. This is the secretion of a monster used to mark the territory area.

Standing there, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"If it's really this kind of monster, maybe"

Coming to his senses, he turned and walked towards the convoy.

Angel and the others had been getting out of the car for a while, and they were looking at him suspiciously, and several of them each released their totems to prepare for battle.

"What the hell is going on?" asked Angel with a frown.

"Just a monster passing by, very strong, and we were lucky enough to just brush through its territory. Garon replied with a smile.

"You think it's a very strong monster, but it seems that it's really strong, and it's best not to clash. Angel nodded, "How long do we have to get to your manor?"

"If it's fast, we'll be there tonight. Garon replied in the affirmative. (To be continued......)