"His name is Charles, and he's my new bodyguard. ”

Jenvash's words gave Penidore a glance at the skinny man, who had never seen such a strange-looking Searle knight.

"Not surprisingly, he is a professional trained by the secret agent agency under the Inquisition. Jan Washi nodded, "In a few days, he will take you to take over the slaves and the army, and the craftsmen you asked for will also be sent to you." ”

Penny glanced at the veteran agent named Charles a few times and frowned at the mentor, "So, do you have anything else to do?"

Jan Washi nodded, and without further words, led the skinny Searle knight and disappeared at the gate of the slave exchange.

The mage watched the two of them leave, and then he suddenly felt that the things that had been in the city had ended, and after half a month of ups and downs, he felt strangely a little empty in his heart.

His gaze swept over the main building in the center of the Exchange, a few hundred yards below his feet, a delicate structure that stood out in the hell of a slave exchange.

He didn't have any special feeling in his heart, and turned around and walked to the stable of the exchange, about to take out his griffon and return to the city.

The griffon, which Penny used as a mount, had been enslaved and brainwashed, and had already become a wild man, and if it wasn't for the arcane drive, it would have been lying there motionless.

Panny was about to step up when a sudden and strong alarm came into his mind, and he paused, and his eyes fell on the griffon's saddle as the alarm consciousness guided him.

A dozen unusual lights appeared on the felt pieces of the saddle sheath, and when you looked closely, they were some very small metal needles, and Penny saw this old-fashioned but shady and difficult to prevent the secret calculation, and a cold sweat appeared on the door of his head, and endless fear surged up.

Although he didn't know who was plotting against him, he was doubly careful in his heart, and from now on, he might face another kind of danger.

He did not continue to ride the griffon back to the city.

Since the assassin was able to place a poison needle on the griffin, there must be other follow-up methods, and Penny blessed his body with a few protective spells, and quietly walked towards the center of the slave exchange.

This exchange is a joint venture between Odyssylon and Frass, and there should be someone who can help him.

In one corner, the black-robed assassin with a scar on his face stared at what was happening in the stable, his brows furrowed unconsciously.

It was not easy to assassinate the young red-robed man in Sanophon.

As a killer, it is too difficult to find the right time to assassinate when the target is protected and watched by a group of people. He deeply understands that the subject is a red-robed mage, and he is naturally not stupid enough to directly break into the house and kill people, but in this way, he has even fewer opportunities to act.

"Looks like you've failed. A voice rang in his ears.

The voice came from the mouth of a black-robed man, who looked like a mage's apprentice.

"Not bad. He lowered his head and said in a deep voice, "It is much more difficult to kill him than you imagined." ”

"Of course, this is the official red-robed master. The man in black shook his head: "What other plans do you have?"

The assassin Andôme shook his head, it was too stupid to assassinate directly, although he made a career out of killing, but he was not the kind of professional killer who could do anything to kill someone, so he would never take a risky action unless necessary.

"Maybe you can go back and inform the Lord of Sabanshire. He thought so that he had a general understanding of what the target had done in Sanophon, and in this case, it was obviously not easy to kill the other party by means of conspiracy.

"Why don't we use some other method?" the apprentice smiled suddenly.

"Something else?"

"I know that in the southeast of Sazaha, there are some bandits of the Tucans. The apprentice said, "The biggest of them, Tamen, has recently had an accident, and their new owner is in dire need of a large sum of money, perhaps...... You can trick them and see if you can get them to take the risk. ”

"Tucans?" said Andom, muttering.

This tribe from the Endless Wilderness has begun to become another large race of Serre in recent years, especially in the provinces close to the Yuchu Mountains, where they are known for their savagery, stupidity, and fearlessness, and many red-robed mages like to use their powers.

If there is a way to take advantage of these simple-minded bandits, it will probably be enough for this red-robed mage to eat a pot.

And he can use his years of experience as a killer to his advantage...... He licked his lips.

The endless wilderness inhabited by the Tucans is a famous dead magic zone on the continent of Faeron, which originated from a war between two magical empires that took place at the same time as the Orc Gate, and this war even attracted the power of the abyss, and the arcane power of the riot interfered with the unstable source sea, causing the magical power in this area to enter an extreme dead silence.

But the Tucan nomadic tribes who have thrived in it for thousands of years have a strange instinct with them.

Because the spiritual energy of this regional caste has affected their bloodline, a considerable part of the spells will have a greatly reduced effect on them, plus the shamans in the tribe have a strange soul power, when they entered the Ser under the leadership of Yamen Khan, this terrifying combat power caused great trouble to the Ser people.

These steppe barbarians are proficient in combat, all of them are natural warriors, and they have a special resistance to magic, once they form a scale, it should be very easy to intercept and kill a red-robed mage whose strength is not too strong.

He had also heard of the Tucan bandit gang in the south, which was a large tribe active in the mountain range, with more than 200 excellent warriors.

When he was thinking, he saw that there was suddenly a large group of Ser soldiers in the exchange, and his heart became alert, knowing that the assassination was exposed, so he didn't dare to stay for a long time, so he hurriedly sneaked away.

...... "Uh, it's a shame that this kind of thing could happen to me. The chubby red-robed mage sat in the office of the slave exchange, and Penny sat across from the man, and when he heard him say this, he smiled reservedly:

"Lord Odyssilon, you're serious. ”

Penny didn't expect that the person sitting in this slave exchange was actually such a ninth-order ** master, but he looked at the surrounding furnishings and understood that this ** master was probably passing by here by accident.

The other party's surname made him feel a little inappropriate, and the enthusiasm of this ** teacher made him a little confused.

"Well, I've seen your work in person. ”

This sentence made Penny secretly surprised, but he remained silent on the surface: "My lord, the Titan Soldier is the invention of Lord Lusendil. ”

"Is that so?" The ** master stared at Penny with an interesting gaze, and the mage was a little apprehensive in his heart, not knowing why this ** master said such a brainless thing.

After a while, a guard shouted outside, "Lord Odyssilon, the search has been conducted. No suspicious persons were found. ”

"Thank you, sir, for your help, if nothing else, I think I should take my leave. The interjector lightened the mood a little, and Penny breathed a sigh of relief.

Getting along with a strange ** teacher who seems to have a strange enthusiasm for himself does give him a lot of pressure, not to mention that the surname of this ** teacher is too dangerous for him.

Odyssilon, although no one knows what he has done to the people with this surname, but as far as Penny himself is concerned, it is better not to have any connection with the people of this family.

"The family still has important things to do these days, and we can't leave for too long. Seeing the hesitation of this ** master, Penny seemed to want to keep it, so he hurriedly found an excuse to block the conversation.

"Oh~ That's a pity. Niz Odyssilon touched his chin.

This sentence made a few cold sweats break out on Penny's forehead, it seems that this strange ** master does have the intention of leaving himself, he reluctantly said a few words, and then said goodbye and left.

"It's a pity that such a talent can't be encircled. Seeing the young mage's departure, Nizio Desilon thought to himself, and muttered something in his mouth.

"But why is he so nervous about me?" he remembered Penny's awkward nervousness, and his expression gradually became strange, he had seen this kid talk in front of the ** teachers in the council, and he didn't look like a timid person.

Was he afraid of me? Or was I acting too enthusiastically?

He touched his chin.

The older this ** teacher gets, the more active his thinking becomes, and he has a bit of an old child's taste.

"Uncle, this place is so dirty. Niz Odyssillon was still thinking about it when a young mage walked in behind him.

The mage looked ordinary from every angle, but if you looked directly into his eyes, you could see two spots of scarlet deep in his pupils.

"Oh, is it Lifal?" "It's a shame that a rare young man has just left, and it's a shame that you didn't get to see him." ”

"Dear uncle, you've always recommended me quirky and useless fellows. The young mage's tone was a little embarrassing: "Now in the mage club, there are a lot of so-called junjie who are supported by our family. ”

"Uh...... Lifal, should I say that there is something wrong with your idea. Nizi Odesilon spread his hands: "Okay, well, I admit that I like to deal with people with special skills, but how do you know that one day you won't use those skills that seem useless? Or would you rather be like my brother, and would rather use the power of demons than manage the family connections, you know, my dear nephew, our position in Serre has deteriorated over the years." ”

"So we need war. The young mage nodded, his brows furrowed slightly: "But now is a good opportunity, Rem has just been suppressed, and Frass is rarely on the same line as us, take care of it, it seems that the war is promising." Hopefully, my uncle, the connections you run for the family will be useful. ”

"Ah, that's going to work, dear Lifar. ”

Master Niz's expression was a little helpless: "But that one just now is indeed a rare talent, do you know? Lifal, he is the current head of the southern border." ”

"Oh, that's an important position. The young mage named Lifal frowned slightly.

"Not only that, but the invention of the Giant God Soldier, which is currently hotly discussed in the Parliament, I feel that it is very likely to have something to do with this junior. ”

"It sounds unlikely. This Lifal opened his mouth, he was well aware of the huge wave that the Giant God Soldiers had generated throughout the Searles, and now, almost all the members of the Red Robe Mage Guild and the military and political officials with a little authority in all corners of Searle were discussing this huge iron guy.

The invention of this miracle creation could have something to do with such a low-level little mage?

"Well, if you think about it, the birth of this giant god soldier is full of strange smells. Nitz frowned, and analyzed his nephew in a guiding tone: "Lifal, you said that if our family is faced with a situation like Darren Moore, and there happens to be such a technology in the family, it is up to you to decide, will you hand over this technology and let a puppet expelled from another family take advantage of it?"

Lifar froze for a moment, then shook his head with a solemn expression.

Not to mention supporting a puppet who is not related to him, even if he supports someone from his own family to run, it is impossible to come up with such a spectacle-level creation that is enough to affect the balance of Searle.

In each family, there are not a few magical arcane techniques, and as far as he knows, the core member of Odyssillon, some of the techniques that Odyssilon has, even if they are announced, can overpower the giant god soldiers, basically non-existent.

"And, you know, before this incident, we hadn't heard even the slightest bit of news about this giant god soldier, not even the slightest rumor......" Nizio Desilon continued to analyze: "Oh, do you think this is normal?"

Lifar shook his head again, a technology can be kept secret by a family to the point that it does not reveal the slightest rumor, which shows that this technology is related to the key points of a family, and it is impossible to easily use it to participate in this kind of campaign.

Speaking of which, Lifar also understood a little.

"So, it's weird. ”

Lifar nodded.

"Then Lifal, under what circumstances do you think such a strange situation would occur?" Nizio Desilon smiled, "Think about it?"

"This ......" the mage frowned and shook his head, "Uncle, I'm still too stupid. ”

"If you think about it another way, if this technology didn't exist before this incident, and the people of Frass didn't value it, then everything would make sense. Niziodsillon waved his sleeves.

"Is this possible?" Lifar was dumbfounded.

"Of course, if this technique was born by chance, and it happens to be thrown into this campaign as cannon fodder by the ill-sighted or ill-prepared Frass rulers, then there is a reasonable explanation for everything that seems unreasonable. ”

Lifar froze.

He didn't expect that his uncle could analyze so much information just by inference.

As said, according to this interpretation, all problems can be explained, and Lifal has not found the slightest fatal flaw in his thoughts.

"So Lifal. Niziodsillon drank a cup of tea smugly: "Don't always deal with those demons in the abyss like my brother and your teacher, mix with those guys, your intelligence will decrease, dealing with our kind is the right way, you have to find the culprit who caused so much damage to your family and harmed your father's exile, the monsters in the abyss are unreliable." ”

The red light in the depths of Lifal's pupils flashed, but it was immediately suppressed by him, and he nodded slightly:

"I think I understand, but ......" a puzzled expression appeared on his face again, "How can Uncle be sure that that puppet spokesman has something to do with the invention of this technology?"

"Intuition and observation......" Niziodexylon raised the crystal cup in his hand: "Besides, he is indeed an important person, isn't he? If you want to start a war in the south, he will be a good pawn, and it will always be beneficial to be able to hold him in his hand." ”

Lifal nodded again.

The sound of sipping lightly sounded, and the mellow red wine liquid rolled into the throat of the ** master, and the glass with the residual wine drops was put back on the table, the ** master turned his head slightly, looking at Lifal, who was still not leaving: "What are your plans for recently?"

"Plans?" Lifar frowned, "Of course, uncle, my teacher wants to go to the southern mountains to find that thing...... He sent me to ask you ......"

"I won't go, the real mage never takes the risk himself. Niziodsillon said lightly: "Going deep into an area where the ability to cast spells is limited to that extent is no different from suicide for me, not to mention that the power of those ancient magic is so weird, even a legendary mage like the chief of Aznashur has not been able to come out again when he enters it, let alone me, I also advise you to think twice, my nephew, your teacher's strength is not much stronger than that of Lord Shur." ”

“...... I'll be careful......" The young man was silent for a while, then bowed deeply and walked on.

(To be continued)