Dungeon Player

Behind the dark rocks, Bond shrank his head. Not far ahead was the stronghold of the ogre tribe.

"You call this a stronghold?"

Umekawa Kuzi squatted next to Goblin Bond, who was one of the lucky ones to participate in the reconnaissance mission this time. In front of Umekawa Kuzi was a huge fortress surrounded by walls that were more than ten meters high.

The official statement of the game has always been, Stronghold, but based on common sense, it doesn’t look like it, right?

"Warriors, I need you to obey my command next... Where are the people?!"

Bond turned back and looked at the players with green characters on their heads. Those players had now walked out chatting and laughing. They didn't seem to be there to detect intelligence, but more like they were here to surrender.

"Don't shoot! We are here to surrender!"

"Are you crazy? Have you ever seen a gun in this game?"

"Oh yes, don't shoot arrows! We are here to surrender! We are from the Eternal Kingdom Dungeon!"

"And Winterfell!"

"We have a ton of situations for you!"

"This is the defense map of Winterfell. Let us in!"

The players shouted loudly.

Bond's head exploded with a buzz. To be honest, after more than ten years of working in intelligence, Bond has never seen such a swaggering person walking out and shouting non-stop about intelligence spying. No, this is no longer intelligence spying...

"What should we do? Captain Bond?! We have been tricked by the Eternal Kingdom Dungeon! These 100 people have all surrendered! They even brought our Winterfell defense map with them!"

"Fight them! Captain Bond! We have to stop them!"

Bond's men, the group of intelligence officers from Winterfell, were furious and wanted to rush out now and kill all the noisy players.

But Bond was still very calm. First of all, he judged that in such a short period of time, it was impossible for people in the Eternal Kingdom dungeon to obtain the latest defense map of Winterfell. After Nicholas became the city lord, the defense work had already undergone major changes. .

In addition, even if one's own people rush out now and kill the one hundred people who went out to surrender to the abominable Eternal Kingdom Dungeon, it will not help the situation. On the contrary, it will allow all of their own people to get in.

This is obviously uneconomical, and the most important thing to do now is...

"Retreat! Retreat immediately, they will definitely betray us!"

Bond gave the order. Even if other intelligence staff were dissatisfied, they would not disobey their superiors' orders. Soon, the well-trained Winterfell team followed and returned to hide the beetle beast in the distance. place and left as quickly as possible.

Before Bond left, he wrote a letter and briefly told the intelligence personnel in the Eternal Kingdom dungeon. They immediately surrendered in front of the formation. This is very abnormal. There is a high probability that someone is behind it. , and needless to say, the mastermind behind this is most likely Sherlock!

Bond wrote this letter to remind Nicholas, the Lord of Winterfell, who was still in the dark, to be careful of Sherlock!

Bond took one last look at the ogre stronghold that had been thrown behind the rocks. He had never been so insulted in his intelligence investigation career!

But now, it must be time to leave.

Not long after Bond ordered the beetle beast to leave, a large group of ogres led by the players came to the place where the beetle beast had been hidden. However, Bond had already left, and the ogres certainly did not He would risk so much to pursue him.

Just as Bond expected, they were betrayed by the players at the first opportunity!

According to the words of the players:

"I dare to betray even Lao Xia, let alone the Winterfell intelligence NPC?! Leader, do you have any equipment for me? Suitable for goblins!"

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The Lord's Office at Winterfell.

Nicholas couldn't believe his eyes. In his hand was a letter that had just been burned. The letter was written about the unexpected situation that happened at the gate of the ogre stronghold not long ago, and the underground city of Eternal Kingdom. Intelligence officers surrendered collectively before the battle!

If the person who wrote the letter was not confirmed to be a senior intelligence officer, who could be called Agent Bond among agents, Nicholas would definitely burn the letter in the furnace as soon as possible.

These 100 people were all recommended by Master Sherlock from the dungeon of the Eternal Kingdom, and they were selected from thousands of people recommended. How could they surrender before the battle? !

"Somebody come!"

Nicholas shouted, and he frowned. If the matter is true, then Lord Sherlock may really have some special ideas. Although Nicholas trusts Lord Sherlock very much, that Lord is a high-ranking devil after all.

Nicholas planned to make some preparations, and he quickly called his assistant, but soon not only his assistant, but also Sherlock came in.

"Good evening, Lord Nicholas."

Sherlock politely took off his hat in salute, then placed the hat on the coat rack nearby, and at the same time took off his coat and hung it up.

"Good evening, Lord Sherlock."

Nicholas swallowed and felt that all his hairs stood up. His assistant said from the side:

"I saw Lord Sherlock coming just now. Because you said that if it was Lord Sherlock, there was no need to notify him at all, so I brought Lord Sherlock in directly. Is there anything wrong with the Lord of the City calling me?"

"Nothing, make me a cup of tea, the strongest kind."

Nicholas wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to his assistant.

The assistant nodded and then walked out, obviously to make tea. Sherlock looked at Nicholas with concern and said:

"Lord Nicholas, are you very hot? You should pay more attention to your health."

"Thank you, Lord Sherlock, for your concern..." Nicholas said, and at the same time he caught a glimpse of the letter placed on the table. His heart almost jumped out of his chest. He quickly reached out his hand quietly and slowly put the letter in his hand. The letter moved to hide it.

Of course, Sherlock noticed Nicholas' little move. In fact, he saw the letter as soon as he came in. This was all within Sherlock's expectation.

"Actually, I came here this time to get information about the ogre stronghold."

Sherlock folded his hands on his knees and said slowly.

At this time, the assistant had returned, carrying a cup of bloody chrysanthemum tea, and a cup of green tea with sleeping bugs tumbling in it, and placed them in front of Sherlock and Nicholas.

"Suck."

Sherlock took a sip while it was hot, while Nicholas was holding the tea. His arms kept shaking, and it was obvious that his nerves were in a state of high tension.

"About the ogre stronghold? Ha, haha, Lord Sherlock, you are joking. Our people should have just arrived outside the ogre stronghold. Of course, I absolutely believe in the loyalty of your servants. , they will definitely bring back the latest and most comprehensive information!"

Nicholas said with a fake smile, but Sherlock didn't care. Instead, he took out a map that had been drawn and said:

"No, the intelligence has actually been transmitted back. This is an aerial view of the ogre stronghold. It contains very detailed defense positions, as well as the camping locations of various ogre tribes, and, by the way, their totems.

Sherlock placed a gold ore cobblestone on the table. This cobblestone made of gold ore can activate the images inside to appear by inputting magic power. After Sherlock input the magic power, he quickly I saw pictures flashing by like a slide show. They were all pictures of the inside of the ogre stronghold, including the totems of each tribe, the faces of the leaders and senior officials, and pictures of other ogres' equipment. Wait, there are even photos of a few goblins standing together with green characters on their heads.

Nicholas was stunned. He had been a vampire for so long, and he had never seen pictures recorded by the golden round stone. Where did these pictures come from? Why did the photos inside the ogre stronghold three days away get into Sherlock's hands so quickly? Apparently less than four hours had passed since those people surrendered, but Lord Sherlock had already arrived with pictures of the ogre stronghold?

"I know City Lord, you must have many questions now, but listen to me and don't ask. The answers are beyond your ability to bear."

Sherlock put away the golden round stone and then said;

"The city lord only needs to know that I will always be Nicholas's solid backing and reliable ally. These pictures were obtained in a very special way and cost me a lot of manpower and material resources. Let's not mention these."

After Sherlock finished speaking, Nicholas picked up the golden stone and looked at it again.

"As I told you before, none of the warriors in the underground city of the Eternal Kingdom are greedy for life and fear of death, especially the personnel of the intelligence agency. They are born to sacrifice themselves and complete the greater self. This time they can so quickly Obtaining the information about the ogre stronghold was inseparable from their dedication and efforts. It can be said that without their brave sacrifice, we would not have been able to obtain the information so quickly."

While Nicholas was looking at the golden round stone, Sherlock continued:

"Of course, we will always remember the sacrifice of those one hundred warriors, right? Lord Nicholas?"

"Huh?" Nicholas was pulled back from the shock by Sherlock's question, and then he quickly said:

"No, that's right. One hundred warriors actually sacrificed their lives just to get a little bit of information..." As he spoke, Nicholas's eye circles were already red, and he wiped away his tears:

"Two thousand magic stones will definitely be enough, Sir Sherlock, don't worry..."

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