Who made me a red dragon

Chapter 175 Waiting for you at last

Chester stood on the simple sentry tower. Ever since his tribe was severely attacked by the Zhentarim, the tribe attached great importance to the matter of defense. This situation became even more serious after the loss of the new leader.

Chester spent almost half of his time standing on this sentry tower, and of course this also had his own meaning.

There is no place better than the sentry tower to monitor the movements of the City of Shadows overhead, but until today, the Arcanist who is in charge of the barbarian tribe behind the scenes has not appeared, which made Chester a little irritable.

"Don't those arcanists really care about the life and death of these barbarians?"

Thinking secretly, Chester quickly rejected this idea. As far as he knows, some of the supplies looted by the barbarian tribes will be handed over to the arcanist, and the other party also values ​​these supplies very much, and often sends Subordinates came to urge.

Today, almost all the high-level barbarian tribes are dead, and the few captains are also fighting for power, obviously preparing for the top position.

There was a brutal and fierce struggle between them, but the barbarian soldiers under them were not so lucky. In just a few days, several barbarian soldiers died in the conflict between these captains.If the Arcanist doesn't come to preside over the overall situation, the tribe will soon fall apart.

"He will definitely not let this tribe collapse, even for those experimental materials for magic, he will persist!"

"Yes, he will come out!"

Reconfirming his inner thoughts again, Chester raised his head, he looked at the black dot hanging in the sky, and whispered.

"I'll be right here waiting for you until you show up!"

In the evening, Chester, who had been watching all day, was a little tired. He sighed, and then leaned against the railing behind him,
While half asleep and half awake, a middle-aged man in a dark robe suddenly appeared in front of the sentry tower. Chester's face was startled, and he stood up immediately. The young man spoke suddenly.

"Look at you group, lazy and disorderly, are these my subordinates? I am really disappointed!"

Chester lowered his head, which seemed to be out of some kind of shame, but no one saw the joy on his face.

The mage didn't care about Chester's expression at all, and he continued talking on his own.

"Since you have assumed the duty of guarding, then perform it well! Don't be lazy! Don't let me see you next time!"

After finishing speaking, the mage didn't stay any longer, and he flew straight to the barbarian tribe below.

When the figure in the distance gradually turned into an indistinct phantom, Chester turned his head to look in the direction where the other party was leaving. He chuckled, and then took out a gem hidden on his body.

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Back above the desert, Octavier looked at Miles beside her, she said.

"Are you satisfied with the result? If you are not satisfied, we can look for the traces of the Felim Moku in the desert. Although the frequency of Felim Moku's appearance is low, it is by no means."

Miles shook his head.

"It's not necessary."

"Huh? What did you say?"

"I said it's not necessary."

Hearing what Miles said, Octavier showed a puzzled look on his face.

"Didn't you say you wanted to see those guys? Why is it unnecessary now?"

Miles looked into the distance, seemingly indifferent.

"It's nothing, I've said everything, just go and have a look. It's good if you can see it, and it doesn't matter if you can't see it."

The doubts on Octavier's face were still not eliminated, she said involuntarily.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Miles smiled. Instead of answering Octavier's question, he said something that the other party couldn't understand.

"Things always have to be done step by step, don't they?"

Octa found that she couldn't understand Miles more and more, so she could only mutter.

"baffling!"

Miles was about to say something more, but at this moment, a strange movement came from somewhere in the body, and the red dragon showed a look of surprise on his face, and he said immediately.

"Octavel, thank you for your company, the matter is almost done, you can go back first, and I will go back when I am shopping."

"Are you leaving?"

"Yes."

"That's fine."

Without too many farewell words, the blue dragon girl flapped her wings and flew into the distance.

After Octavier left, Miles took out the communication gem, and Chester's face appeared on it, and the red dragon saw the joy on the other's face, and he seemed to understand something.

"The Arcanist appeared?"

"Yes, he has appeared, and now he is in the barbarian tribe where I am."

"Are you sure it's an Arcanist?"

There was a trace of hesitation on Chester's face, but soon, a certain intuition drove him to speak.

"I'm sure! There is a unique fluctuation on the other party's body, which is completely different from the mage I have come into contact with. I think that should be the proof of the arcanist's identity."

"Very good. Now that the people are here, I have to take action. Chester, I will give you a task now. Find out the residence of the arcanist. It is best to find out the time when the other person meditates at night. If it is done, Yes, I will give you an extra reward."

"Find out the time for meditation?"

Chester's face changed slightly. This task can be said to be very challenging. Although as a rogue, this is his job, the other party is an arcanist after all. If he is discovered by the other party, he will probably insist on it. It won’t be time for Lord Miles to arrive.

Thinking quickly in his mind, Chester finally gritted his teeth.

"I'll do my best."

"Okay, I will lurk near your tribe in a moment. If something happens, you must contact me as soon as possible. Do you understand?"

"understand!"

After finishing speaking, Chester interrupted the contact with the gemstone, and the image of the agent disappeared. Miles was holding the gemstone, and he showed a confident smile.

"After planting for so long, it's finally time to harvest."

(End of this chapter)