Something's wrong with my undead

Seeing that Lao Deng did not break his promise, Teacher Xia was relieved.

But then he felt a little uneasy.

This is the first time he has taken on a task with such a high degree of freedom.

No NPC had ever said to him before, "Just kill people and I'll take care of it."

At first glance, this seems like a wonderful experience.

But if you think about it carefully, your own methods will determine the fate of the two of them.

This is not a stand-alone game that allows him to save SL.

If there was too much commotion and Ian Olden was sent away, he would probably regret it and die on the spot.

This is a densely packed assassination target, and the turbulence of the situation is delayed.

When he realized that a problem had arisen, he didn't even know who had killed the wrong person...

It's so annoying. Why do you want to leave the brain work to me?

Then ask Dailin?

Forget it, she has no brains either.

"Is the city lord of Longyan City on this list?" he asked.

Ian chuckled: "That's him on the first page."

Fine.

"So we can't build nodes in this city for the time being?"

Ian: "Yes, at least not for the time being. I'm being stared at by too many eyes. It's a pity that you are not a totem master, otherwise I can give this mission to you. But you can go to the nearest node to contact McCalla and operate You’ve seen all the methods.”

Teacher Xia: "I understand."

If the task is stuck, you must at least catch up on the progress before you can continue.

So he opened the note and took a look at it——

There are so many words for "MAYE" and they are so sloppy that I will faint if I look at them again.

He threw the note to Dai Lin, then looked at the two assassins: "Then I will help you deal with them?"

The experience of two level five assassins must not be missed.

The words above his head were like a reminder, and the two dwarves suddenly became anxious:

"Don't get me wrong, we just use money to do things, and we are not ordered by anyone. If you want to pay us, we can work for you!"

"Yes, yes, we can also offer discounts, and the price is negotiable!"

Ian shook his head: "Sorry, you know too much."

"What do we know? We know nothing!"

The Mohican dwarf quickly shouted: "You stood so far away when you were whispering, and we didn't hear a word. And you are a master skeleton thief who writes words above his head and can sneak around. Will anyone believe this if I tell you such a thing?"

"Yes, yes, we can also help you testify that you are entrusted by Jon's faction. You can testify for free without paying!"

Ian raised his eyebrows: "But the city lord will still hang you."

"That's not true."

Teacher Xia explained: "The city lord will not kill people, but Mushi will pay a ransom to buy people back."

Ian was stunned: "Would the city lord be so blatant?"

"Of course, it's not like Du Shi doesn't have any dirty information about the city lord."

"This……"

Ian was speechless for a moment.

His only connection with Longyan City is the former elder Wall who was poisoned by Jon. He was an honest and upright old dwarf, and was even a believer of Mother Earth.

I didn’t expect that except for him, this place would degenerate into this!

He waved his hand tiredly: "Forget it, I'll leave it to you."

Teacher Xia walked up to the two of them and looked at them for a few times, recalling the organization Mute Stone in his mind.

Compared with the Brotherhood, the killers of the Dumb Stone are simply lawful and civilized.

This is probably related to the fact that the dwarves have been infiltrated by the Velitas for hundreds of years.

Even a killer organization has passed the era of barbaric growth early, and its level of commercialization is close to that of a security company.

Of course, what restrains them is not some bullshit morality, but expensive fines.

Dwarves are unlike other races from the north. Even if they are carrying a lot of sins and debts, they can directly change their identity and start over after entering Velitas.

They were so close to Velitas that even if they committed crimes, they would be recorded by the mages.

If you want to enter Velitas later, you will have to pay a "high-risk personnel deposit", and you have to pay it every once in a while.

As for how long and how much to pay, it depends on the financial constraints of the Velitas law enforcement department.

——At least they lived like this for hundreds of years before the magic network was paralyzed.

This makes the killers of Mute Stone not very capable, but all of them have professional ethics.

What they say is basically credible.

The swaying soul fire made the two of them feel terrified.

"Ian and I have parted ways, and you belong to me now."

Teacher Xia said:

"You have to pay the ransom anyway, so why not just give it to me."

The Mohawk dwarf was straightforward and said cheerfully: "No problem, just leave your address and we will deliver the money to your door in person."

"Would you like to step on it a little more by the way?" Dai Lin suddenly appeared, folding her arms and said coldly: "You have such a beautiful idea!"

"No, it's not a stepping stone, it's a apprenticeship!" The Mohican dwarf said sternly: "We want to become a disciple."

"Yes, yes, Mother Earth, I have never seen a thief as good as you!"

Delin whispered: "Are they talking about you?"

"Otherwise, it can't be you, right?"

"Look at you like that!! Just type it yourself!"

The external vocal cord shut down the mic angrily, and Teacher Xia had no choice but to type:

"No need to go to so much trouble, just take me to your headquarters in Reef Bay."

The Mohican dwarf was startled, and his eyes became clearer again.

"Then we are going to testify for Sir Ian..." the companion asked in a low voice.

"That's not necessary." Ian said, "I'll just say that you are already dead, or you can be really dead. Anyway, he knows where the place is."

The two shivered and shook their heads hurriedly.

"I won't testify anymore, I won't testify anymore..."

Ian released the cage and asked Teacher Xia to take the two of them away.

Before leaving, he looked at this old climber and monster-playing maniac who seemed to be bound to true luck, and sent a heartfelt blessing.

"Live well, don't seek death."

Ian grinned and said, "Finally I heard a good word."

"After all, you still have a lot of room for improvement."

Ian's expression changed: "Get out of here!"

...

After leaving the Claw Bank, Teacher Xia sat on the top of the carriage invisibly, listening to Delin reading the names in the notebook to him.

Familiar names rang in my mind, followed by faces and their stories.

He tried his best to connect these people and assess their danger level.

Suddenly, Dailin got stuck.

"What's wrong?"

Delin wondered: "Did you remember this page wrongly? There are actually several elves' names... I seem to have seen them in the Whispering Forest.

"For example, this Abram, I remember very clearly, he is a blacksmith in Foggy Bottom, and he likes men, especially strong men."

Abram?

Teacher Xia was shocked, isn't this the gay NPC from Nibla City?

In addition to mechanical parts with special entries, you can also buy some small items with unique shapes from him.

For example, the one-handed short weapon with the most awesome appearance in the entire game and so on.

If he remembered correctly, the infiltration manual left to Lavan and the others contained information about this guy.

"Is he in cahoots with the Velitas?"

"Well... to be precise, there is a problem with a group of elves including him. A company called 'Immortal Spirit' sold a batch of ore to Abram and the others through Eagle Eye Peak."

"Is there any good record of such a thing?"

"The problem is that these ores are not produced from Eagle Eye Peak. I remember Ian said that the main output of Eagle Eye Peak is the 'Green Falcon Eye Stone', but the stones on it... Dark Fire Stone, Soul Devouring Stone, Spirit Fusion Stone, These names have nothing to do with Eagle Eye Peak, right?"

Teacher Xia, everyone is stupid...

Where are these stones from ore? Are these fucking wall tiles dug out from the Temple of Mother Earth?