While observing the mounted sergeant, the three Garons were taken away from the scene by the arriving paramedics and put into a white carriage.

Lying on the stretcher, Garon unconsciously looked in the direction of the mounted sergeant, but he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart.

The other party was also looking at him, with a cold light and deep meaning in his eyes.

"We'll talk in a moment. ”

A voice suddenly rang in Garon's ears.

Garon's heart shook slightly, and he glanced left and right, not seeing anyone talking to him at all. He noticed that the mounted sergeant seemed to nod at him, and quickly turned away.

After getting into the car, the group escorted them to a small hospital in White Gascar, where a male doctor with glasses gave Galleon a general examination, was not injured, and prescribed an overly frightened list, and then asked Galleon to buy some simple traumatic and anti-inflammatory drugs, paid for it, and then released him.

Garon exited the pharmacy and soon saw the mounted sergeant waiting for him in the hospital hallway.

The two stood in the white hallway, facing each other.

The mounted sergeant's gloomy face barely squeezed out a smile, and he held out his hand.

"Eisenhardt, the local mounted sergeant, patrol captain and sheriff. ”

"Garon, Garon Lombal. Garon took his hand and shook it, then let go. "Find a quiet place. ”

"Good. Mounted Sergeant Eisenharth nodded, "Follow me." ”

He turned and walked into a small room next to him, and Garon followed, hung up the Do Not Disturb sign, and locked the door.

In the single room, there is a hospital bed, a table and chairs, and a bouquet of yellow flowers that have withered in a vase.

The windows were open, and the white curtains were blown by the wind.

Mounted Sergeant Eisenhart walked to the window. Turned around and looked at Garon quietly.

"Let's be honest, aren't those people here for you?"

Garon was silent and nodded.

"I don't know. But it's possible. ”

"Now that the totem division of the green forest is chaotic enough, how dare you rush in here right now? Don't you know that there is turmoil going on here? So many people died in the clash a few days ago, and you don't even know how to avoid it?" The mounted sergeant angrily lit a cigarette and took a hard puff.

He squinted at Garon, his eyes filled with deep disgust and weariness.

"Midorimori may die more than two totem masters every day now, no matter which side you are, it's not a good time to come in at this time. ”

"I don't really know anything," Garon frowned. "I'm just an ordinary person who has just barely graduated from school. My home is right here and I just want to go home. And what kind of turmoil you talked about, what the hell is going on? Who is the totemist? I only know the silver lampmaster."

The mounted sergeant took a deep puff of his cigarette. The cigarette butt suddenly lit up red.

"An ordinary person who has just graduated from the school?" his eyes suddenly sharpened, and he stared at Garon's face fiercely like a falcon.

He thought for a moment and held out his right hand.

Syllable.

snapped his fingers.

In an instant, a circle of silver ripples suddenly shook from between his fingers.

Ripples like ripples. In an instant, it spread to every corner of the entire single room. At the same time, he swept past Garon.

The Mounted Sergeant stared at Garon's body. He seemed to be looking for a reaction, but unfortunately he found nothing.

Suddenly, the mounted sergeant's face became unusually rich. He seemed to relax all at once. Extinguish the cigarette butt and throw it into the ashtray on the table.

"Good, good. It's me who blames you, you're really a newcomer. The sergeant's gloomy expression softened. "Okay, sit down, you're a silver lantern master?

Garon looked at him inexplicably. "Aren't you too?"

"Nope. Not this one. Of course, I'm also a silver lantern master, but I'm a totem master who belongs to it. You don't even know this, do you?" said Mounted Sergeant Eisenhart's face was strange. "Didn't your teacher tell you?"

Garon shook his head. Suddenly made the other party's face even more strange.

"Okay. The mounted sergeant brought Garon a chair and asked him to sit down. "It's been a long time since I've seen such a white newcomer. Call me Eisen, that's what familiar people call me. ”

"All right, Mr. Eisen. Garon gathered his thoughts. "I'd like to ask, what exactly is a totemist, and what's going on with the green forest now?"

"I can answer these two questions. Eisen shook his hands, "Silver lantern is actually a very complex field, including many aspects of research and application. Human wisdom and energy are limited, so we have formed a different bias in the division of labor. The interior of the Silver Lantern Master is divided into three parts, the Silver Lantern Master, the Workshop Master and the Totem Master. The silver lantern master is traditional, making his own totem and using his own totem. The Workshop Master specializes in making totems, and sells the inactivated totems to the Totem Master to use to activate them, so as to make huge profits. And the totem master is the part that specializes in using totem combat. ”

"There is a different division of labor. Garon nodded knowingly.

"Yes, it's the division of labor. Eisen nodded in agreement, "That's the first question, and then the second, the current situation in the green forest." I can only tell you this briefly. The current Midorimori is in turmoil. Do you know what's going on over there with White Rose?"

"Is it the turmoil over there in White Rose City?" Garon thought to himself.

"It's about the same nature. Eisen nodded heavily. "It happened last night, and the unrest and clashes left many people dead and dozens injured. So we cordoned off the area overnight and didn't allow anyone to pass through. It's just that I didn't expect you to come anyway and be attacked. ”

"How's that Terry Jones Leader?!" Garon hurriedly asked.

"The Terry Jones family has a good background, there are three totem masters in charge, and the lord himself is also a workshop master, and he has a deep relationship, but it will not be much of a problem for a while. What's your home in Terry Jones?" Eisen asked, seeing that he was a little anxious.

"Yes, I came back this time because I wanted to go back. I didn't expect it," Garon sighed. "By the way, Mr. Eisen, you're not a local, are you?"

"You're a good ear. I was just transferred from Hana Province. Eisen nodded. "Okay, I've said everything I need to say, you better leave first. Find a place to hide in another province first. Go in now, just a rookie like you, any totem master can destroy you. ”

Garon suddenly smiled helplessly.

"I'm in trouble with the pro-army council, and I'm afraid it's going to be a problem everywhere. ”

"It's a bit of a hassle to support the council," Eisen frowned. "A silver lantern master like you who doesn't have a core totem is simply vulnerable. ”

He stood up and walked around the room a few times.

"Well, what you're most anxious about right now is to make your own core totem, right?" he asked.

"I've practiced martial arts for a while. I guess I can still protect myself," Garon couldn't help but argue.

"Self-preservation?" Eisen shook his head helplessly. "You still don't understand the difference between totems and mortals. ”

He raised his right hand, and the green ring on his middle finger suddenly flashed with a green light.

"I'm only in charge of a very small patrol area in the Green Forest, and I'm using one-tenth of my ability right now. You're careful. ”

Garon stared. Quietly, the aura spread slightly, completely occupying the entire room.

The state of unity of spirit that had been used to kill those two just now reappeared. Although there is no body expansion, it still uses at least 80% of its strength.

That's why he just argued. I just want to see it. How much is the gap between himself and the real silver lamp master now? All this time, he had never faced the Silver Lantern Master head-on. Now is the perfect opportunity.

The white-gold aura flows around the room invisible to the naked eye.

call

A gust of wind blew, raising white curtains, just enough to cover Eisen for a moment.

"It's over. Garon suddenly felt a hairbreak stand on the back of his neck, and Eisen's voice was close at hand, standing behind him, with a short dagger in his hand on his vest.

Garon could feel it. The tip of the dagger seemed to be permeated with some kind of powerful and sharp terror liliang.

He looked in the same direction, and the curtain fell. Eisen was long gone.

"When" Garon felt his throat dry a little. Goosebumps on the skin behind it. Obviously, this is the body's natural reaction in the face of a threat. That dagger definitely had the liliang that pierced his defenses.

"It's not that I'm fast. It's that you're too slow. Eisen withdrew his dagger and sat down on the side of the bed. "My totem ability is sluggish, and if you have a core totem, then it will automatically bounce off some of the effects of sluggishness just now. It's a pity you don't, at least not yet. So my abilities were put to good use. A hundredfold sluggishness effect is completely realized. So, when the wind blew the curtains just now, for a moment, I slowly walked behind you, pulled out the dagger, and put it on your back, just a light send. Whew!"

He mimicked the sound of a dagger stabbing into his body. Then he lowered his head and looked at Garon, who had a calm face but a somewhat gloomy look.

"This is one-tenth of my ability, you without a core totem, are no different from mortals"

Garon's heart kept sinking.

Just now, he had completely raised his vigilance to the highest level, but he still had no ability to react to Eisen. If the other party really wants to kill him, even if he is full of hard qigong, he will only hold on for a little longer

"Alright, let's get out of here. As long as you don't come back here, everything else is up to you. Eisen seemed to lose interest, and simply lay down on the hospital bed, lazily waving his hand at Garon.

"Zuihou a question. ”

Say. ”

Garon paused.

"Are you a powerful totem master?"

"Awesome?" Eisen burst out laughing. "Boy. He sat up and looked at Garon speechlessly. "Totems are graded according to the evolution of the totem, and my totem is the second form. There is a third form in the back, some hidden large institutions also have a unique fourth form, and there is also a talent ultimate body that is mutated by talent. My strength is just a small splash in it."

"Understood," Garon finally had a general understanding of the specific level of strength. The common sense given to him by Mr. Ai Ning is too old and backward

"There's a little night market nearby, you can go and go around, it's not much use just what I said. You have to see it for yourself, you have to touch it. Eisen was obviously persuaded by some good old man. Chong Garon waved his hand, and said no more.

"Thank you. Garon bowed slightly to him.

The other party could obviously ignore him, but he still patiently explained so much to him.

Garon exited the room, having just closed the door.

"Be careful on the road, don't mix up when you see a totem master fighting. Eisen's voice came directly to his ears from within.

Leave out of the hospital.

Garon bought some clothes to change in Gascar, and then took the burnt suitcase out of the police station and took it for a record. The people at the police station seemed to be explained, and they didn't delay him for a long time, and just let him go.

Garon found an inn to stay in. White Gascar is a very small forest town, only three streets, about 100 households, but there are quite a few hotels, there are more than a dozen. Typical tourist town.

After paying for two days, Garon took the suitcase back to his room. (To be continued......)