One Hundred Ways to Become a God

The next day, they interrogated the orc patriarch.

Of course, because last night He Yan and Ambrose had secretly reached an agreement to privately embezzle the artifact of light, in order to prevent the orc patriarch with a negative IQ from revealing the existence of the artifact fragments in front of all the paladins and bishops, this interrogation is a secret It was conducted only by the Holy Son of Light and the head of the Holy Knights.

The main purpose of this interrogation is to find out the whereabouts of the other companions of the orc patriarch.

——According to Ambrose's judgment, the orc patriarch must have other companions.

It's just that the fight yesterday was too chaotic, and the orc-smelling blood covered all other traces, making it impossible for him to find the traces of other orcs based on their breath.

At first, the orc patriarch was very stubborn, but he was as insidious as Ambrose, and some methods could torture him to death, and there was no abnormality on the surface.

The orc patriarch in the middle didn't know what was going on in his mind, and from time to time he would look in He Yan's direction with those beast pupils containing anger and greed.

However, every time his eyes fell on the Holy Son of Light, the strength of Ambrose's subordinates increased. In the end, the patriarch learned to be obedient, and only stared at the leader of the Holy Knights who was constantly torturing him. He didn't dare to take a look at He Yan.

In the end, the orc patriarch only persisted for less than half an hour. Under the torment of He Yan, who felt a little cold in his heart, he opened his tightly closed mouth, but it was obvious that he still wanted to struggle and tried to lie .

However, probably due to the IQ blessing of the orcs, his lying skills were too clumsy, and in the end he was tossed by Ambrose, and he was forced to impose a ban on only telling the truth, but he reluctantly recruited.

The orc patriarch grinned at them, the muscles on his face were distorted by the continuous pain in his body, his expression was extremely ferocious, but he couldn't control what he said: "They went deep into the forest."

Ambrose tapped the ground with the toe of his shoe, and asked blankly, "Where's their tracking stone?"

Each race has a set of methods to contact its own people. For example, the elves rely on the ability to communicate with small birds and some special plants to transmit information.

But the IQ of the orcs is limited, and they can determine the position of their companions through the sense of smell when they are close, but they are helpless if they are far away, beyond the range that can be sensed by the sense of smell.

So they simply borrowed from the practice of humans, and exchanged a large amount of supplies and humans for a stone with weak magical power-the tracking stone, to confirm the location of their companions.

The tracking stone is a one-time low-level magic product. If the blood of a certain creature is dropped on it, the breath of the creature can be tracked according to the blood in a short period of time.

Depending on the amount of blood and the power contained in it, the duration of the tracking stone's effect is also different, but the effect of this low-level magic stone can only last for ten days at most after being activated, which is an extremely uneconomical consumable.

The price of this kind of magic stone in the human market is not high, and only the orcs with a lot of money will buy them in large quantities at high prices.

Yesterday, Ambrose cleaned up the orc patriarch from head to toe. Obviously, he didn't bring his companion's tracking stone with him.

But thinking about it, the nature of the orcs switching to the form of monsters to fight if they disagreed, determined that they couldn't properly keep the items they carried with them.

Although the space magic weapon can solve this problem, all members of the orc clan have no magic talent, and even low-level magic like tracking stones have to be purchased from humans at a high price, let alone more advanced space magic items. A precious item that can be exchanged from humans with luck.

Hearing Ambrose's unceremonious questioning, the orc patriarch's expression became even more ferocious, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was about to bleed, and he almost jumped out word by word: "...in In the nearest mercenary hut."

The mercenary hut is a simple and simple house built by the mercenary union in the Forest of Eternal Night for mercenaries to stay. They passed by there when they came.

However, when did the orcs get involved with mercenaries?

Ambrose slightly raised his eyebrows when he thought of the mercenary team he had met on the first day in the Forest of Eternal Night.

It seems that the orcs are not what he thinks, they don't have the ability to think at all, at least they know how to pretend.

After getting the information he wanted, the head of the Holy Knights resolutely silenced the orc patriarch again, and mercilessly pressed the tip of his shoe against the orc's stomach, and kicked him into the corner neatly, Then he walked towards the Holy Son of Light who was watching the entire torture process.

Ambrose looked at the Son of Light who had a calm face as before, lowered his head and kissed his forehead, and invited him in a low voice: "Your Highness Cecil, would you like to check with me?"

He just didn't have the means to hide himself at all.

As far as he knew, the Pope had always intended to train the Holy Son of Light in a stupid and ignorant direction. Cecil should have never seen such a cruel torture method.

Although Shengzi Guangming always has countless small thoughts and little secrets, at best it can only show that he is a cunning little guy.

He really wanted to know how the little mouse would react to what he had just seen.

However, the Holy Son of Light did not show any surprise or fear as expected, but just looked at him for a while with those dark eyes that seemed to be unable to accommodate even the slightest filth, and nodded slightly, accepting accepted his invitation: "Of course, this is my duty."

Ambrose was pleased by his reaction, perhaps out of a mentality of demonstrating in front of competitors, he suddenly lowered his head and kissed the soft lips of the Son of Light.

Originally considering the orc patriarch at the side, He Yan resisted slightly, but thinking that the orc patriarch would also be killed sooner or later, he slowly relaxed his body.

Besides, although Ambrose is extremely insecure, he is a rational decision maker after all, and he will not disregard the overall situation and let the relationship between them spread at this time.

The orc patriarch, who was thrown in the corner and was still silenced, watched this scene and couldn't help writhing angrily. His body rubbed against the cold ground, making some slight noises.

However, none of the other two people present paid any attention to the sound he made, and after a brief kiss, they left without looking back.

They immediately took people to the mercenary hut.

The Forest of Eternal Night in winter is the most dangerous. Once the heavy snow falls, the forest covered with a layer of silver will become even more dangerous.

Few people would choose to take an adventure in the Forest of Eternal Night at such a time. After the team of orcs pretending to be mercenaries left, there was no one in the mercenary hut.

Without much trouble, they found three tracking stones in one of the rooms, which had been simply hidden.

He Yan glanced through the tracking stone, and the direction indicated was indeed facing the Forest of Eternal Night, but the connection shown on the tracking stone was very weak, and the three orcs should have entered relatively deep.

He Yan put away the tracking stone and returned to the station with the paladins.

Regarding whether they should take the risk of going deep into the Forest of Eternal Night, and if they go deep, who should be sent there, they have to wait until they go back to discuss in detail.

During the return journey, fine white particles fell from the air.

The sun was still hanging high in the sky, and the thin sunlight fell on everyone, but the originally small white particles had grown bigger and bigger, turning into a heavy snowfall that quickly covered the soil with a thin layer. Thin white.

Then it was destroyed by the neat footsteps of the knights.

This is the first snow of this winter in Deland.

The temperature change in Deland is always very sudden. With the falling snowflakes, the temperature has dropped by more than ten degrees in just ten minutes.

He Yan stretched out his hand in the cold wind and caught a falling six-petal snowflake.

The fluffy white snowflakes fell on his palm, and it didn't take a second for them to melt into a puddle of water.

A tall figure moved closer to him, and then a coat with a cold mint smell was draped over his shoulders, shielding him from the raging chill.

He Yan looked sideways. After his contracted knight took off his knight jacket to him, only a thin inner shirt was left on his body, which faintly showed the muscular outline of the paladin's upper body.

Although every paladin in the paladins is physically strong, even the most ordinary paladins would not frown because of this degree of cold, but He Yan watched his contracted knight in the heavy snow. Wearing such a thin shirt, I still feel very uncomfortable.

But seeing the undeniable eyes of the paladin, he still gave up his childish plan of "arguing" with his contract knight over a coat under the watchful eyes of countless paladins.

Then he changed hands and secretly cast a low-level light spell on his contract knight to keep him warm.

Because his level of light technique was the highest among all present, no one except the head of the Holy Knights himself noticed his little tricks.

From the beginning to the end, no one doubted their relationship because of the paladin's intimate care for the Holy Son of Light.

After all, it is a well-recognized fact that the Holy Son of Light is in poor health, and as a qualified knight, one must not only offer his loyalty to the loyalists, but also place the loyalists in the position of the loyalists when necessary. in front of myself.

Although they were caught off guard by the winter snow, they were not caught off guard because they had made full preparations for this situation before they set off.

The first thing everyone did after returning to the station was to change into the winter clothes they had prepared long ago, and then held an emergency meeting to discuss how to deal with the three orcs who had escaped into the Forest of Eternal Night.

Because He Yan was not "unwell" this time, he also participated in this discussion.

The scale of this meeting was very small, only the Holy Son of Light, the head of the Holy Knights, three iron cavalry commanders and two cardinals.

Before He Yan and Ambrose made a decision, the cavalier commander and the cardinals expressed their opinions in order.

They all agreed that the snow-covered Forest of Eternal Night was too dangerous, and they shouldn't take the risk of going too deep into it.

"The three orcs will probably be buried in the Forest of Eternal Night in a few days. After all, the monsters in the forest will not treat them as their own kind just because they have similar animal nature."

The last cavalry chief said bluntly: "Now that the most important orc patriarch is in our hands, I think we shouldn't take risks for three orcs who may not be important."

After hearing what he said, Ambrose shook his head slightly, and retorted with reason: "The patriarch of the orcs is in prison, but the other three orcs take the opportunity to escape. It's not normal. The orcs are stupid, but they The loyalty to the leader is unquestionable, so the three orcs must have other values."

In fact, both He Yan and Ambrose knew well that there was no so-called "other reason". The three orcs ran away when the patriarch was captured, but they just wanted to report back to the orc clan.

This time, the patriarch of the orcs exchanged the artifact fragments for the Holy Son of Light. In fact, the patriarch secretly agreed to the Pope without telling the clan. Then send the important artifact fragments to the Pope.

When he left the group with a few companions, he used the reason of going to the human black market to exchange supplies. The rest of the orcs didn't know the real purpose of his trip.

So if no one goes back to explain the situation, then the artifact fragment and the orc patriarch can only fall into the other party's hands silently.

——If you can’t fight, of course you have to go back and bring in reinforcements.

The logic of the orcs is so straightforward.

However, the cavalry commander and the cardinals did not know this. After Ambrose gave this sounding flawless and convincing reason, they pondered for a while, and still chose to believe the judgment of the head of the Paladins , sent people to chase the three orcs in the Forest of Eternal Night.

"However," it was another cavalry captain this time, "we should dispatch enough manpower, it is best to act as a team."

The danger of the Forest of Eternal Night is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Facing such a strange place that has swallowed all life, they inevitably have a sense of fear in their hearts.

But the head of the Paladins once again vetoed his subordinate's proposal, "A large number of people does not mean safety. You should understand that, except for the Holy Son and me, no one can protect themselves in the Forest of Eternal Night."

Hearing the meaning of his words, the people present frowned. One cavalry commander even violated the knight's code in excitement, and retorted to his boss: "That's too dangerous——"

The Holy Son of Light and the head of the Holy Knights are now the most powerful people besides King Teresa. Once something happens to them in the Forest of Eternal Night, then both the Holy See of Light and the Holy Knights will be in trouble. In chaos!

Ambrose spoke again, interrupted his words, and said in a steady voice: "Why don't we listen to His Royal Highness Son's opinion."

Then, he cast his sights on the Holy Son of Light who had been listening throughout the meeting.

Facing Ambrose's gentle and deep eyes with a hint of imperceptible, He Yan looked away pretending to be ignorant, and scanned the other people present.

As an accomplice who interrogated the orc patriarch with the head of the paladins today, he certainly knew that the reason Ambrose put forward was untenable.

But of course he didn't have any reason to dismantle his accomplice.

He was silent for a while, and then tactfully echoed the proposal of the head of the Holy Knights in a cold voice: "I think Ambrose is right, too many people going will only cause burden."

If he had to come up with a reason to take him into the Forest of Eternal Night alone, could he be interpreted as—the object is determined to take him back to his hometown?

The two officers have already spoken, and the others present can only agree with this result.

But it can be seen that there is still worry in their eyes.

In order to calm the minds of his subordinates, Ambrose could only say in the end: "I have a space teleportation scroll on me, and I will ask the Son of Light to fix the space node of the scroll near here later. If we encounter danger, we can still retreat safely." .”

Both the cavalry chief and the cardinals couldn't help showing a hint of surprise.

The space scroll is a very rare space magic weapon, it can forcibly break through the limitation of space at the moment of activation, and teleport the user to any place within a thousand miles.

Since the method of making space scrolls was lost 500 years ago, it is said that in the entire Teresan continent, only the Holy See of Light may still have the space scrolls in stock.

——I didn’t expect the leader of the Holy Knights to have one now.

After a short period of surprise, everyone also let go of their hearts.

After all, in this world, nothing is a better life-saving card than the space scroll.

Therefore, after the barrier outside the camp was completely strengthened, the head of the Holy Knights, together with the Holy Son of Light, stepped into the eternal world that was rumored to have devoured countless lives under the worried eyes of the Holy Knights. In the forest of night.

However, in just half a day, the snow had already fallen in a thick layer in the Forest of Eternal Night, putting pure white hats on the tall and vigorous trees. Every time He Yan stepped on it, he would be buried in the snow. leave a deep mark.

In order to keep warm, he was wearing a thick version of the bishop's uniform. Not only was the inside covered with extremely warm and fine monster fur, but the neckline and cuffs were also covered with long and soft down, which completely isolated the cold wind from intruding. aisle.

However, wearing so warm, the shortcomings are also obvious.

The overly thick robe weakened the flexibility of the body. Even with the support of the paladin's arms, he walked with one foot deep and one foot shallow. Finally, he added a lightness spell to himself, which improved a little.

After advancing for a few minutes, and completely out of sight of the paladins and bishops, the paladin who was just supporting his back suddenly put his arms around his waist and picked him up from the ground.

He Yan felt his face burn up.

It wasn't because Ambrose hugged him suddenly, after all, the two had hugged him far more than this time.

——but because of the way the paladin held him.

The paladin supported his hip with one arm, and wrapped his other hand around his waist, firmly fixing his whole body on his arm.

This is simply the way adults hold children, no matter how you look at it, it's too shameful!

He pressed the paladin's shoulder and said hurriedly, "Put me down."

The elves are worthy of being natural darlings. Even if they are holding a person in their arms and walking in the snow of unknown depth, they are still leisurely and comfortable. The cold and hard soles of the knight's boots only leave a very shallow imprint on the snow. Luoxue Yigai quickly returned to silence without a trace.

"Honey," the paladin raised his head and kissed his chin, blood color silently spread in his pupils, ignoring his request, and instead urged him: "Can you show me the way?"

The paladin hugged him with both arms, obviously not having any extra hands to look at the tracking stone.

He Yan had no choice, he couldn't beat the paladin either, and the paladin seemed determined to hold him in this shameful posture...

He also had no choice but to comfort himself that the Forest of Eternal Night was inaccessible, and until now, except for a few monsters passing by occasionally, he had never encountered any other creatures.

He gave up struggling, wrapped his arms around the paladin's neck to maintain his balance, took out the tracking stone from the paladin's pocket with one hand, and observed the positions of the three orcs.

Because there are no outsiders here, the blood elves no longer concealed their identities, and walked through the forest at an extremely fast speed. Under the guidance of the tracking stone, they quickly caught up with the three fleeing in the Forest of Eternal Night orc.

Although these three orcs all appeared in the form of orcs, it was difficult to distinguish them from monsters, but relying on the special smell of the orcs, the blood elves still recognized their identities at a glance.

He put the Holy Son of Light in his arms on the ground, pulled down the brim of his hat that was also covered with fluff, and whispered, "Wait for me here."

Before He Yan could answer, the blood elf disappeared in front of him in a flash.

In the next second, the three orcs who were still running away in the snow saw a figure in a white-gold knight uniform quietly appearing in front of them with the heavy snowflakes all over the sky, and they were shocked. Their pupils constrict.

Only the leader of the holy knight order can wear this kind of knight uniform.

Even the patriarch was defeated by him, it is absolutely impossible for the few of them to win against him!

After recognizing the identity of the visitor, several orcs couldn't help clamping their tails tightly between their legs, let out a mournful growl from their throats, and slowly backed away.

But—how come the eyes of this leader of the Holy Knights are so weirdly blood red, it makes people feel hair stand on end just by looking at it!

Could it be that it wasn't the Pope who was really polluted by the magic energy, but the head of the Holy Knights?

However, with a flash of silver light in front of them, a large amount of blood gushed out from the neat wound in their throats like a spring, and their bodies fell to the ground with a bang, and there was no chance to spread this sensational discovery.

After the three orcs died, they quickly returned to their human form.

The blood elf fiddled with the tip of his sword, glancing at their faces one by one.

Sure enough, the three orcs were the "mercenary team" they met on the first day they arrived in the Forest of Eternal Night.

It's just that the three orcs didn't know what to use to cover up their smell that day, and they were far away, so he didn't discover their identities.

After finishing the orc, the blood elf quickly turned around and left from the corpse.

Only three bodies were left half-buried by the heavy snow.

It won't be long before many magical beasts will rush here following the smell of blood, vying for this rare food.

The blood elf settled a battle without suspense in 2 minutes, then returned to the original spot, and hugged the Son of Light who was waiting there obediently from the ground again.

After the task was completed, he did not turn back towards the outer edge of the Forest of Eternal Night, but walked deeper into the forest with the person in his arms.

"Ambrose," He Yan called to his paladin, with a trace of doubt in his cold and dark eyes, "Aren't we going back?"

Although I already have the answer in my heart, I still have to go through it formally.

The blood elf pursed his lips, raised his head and gave him a low smile: "Didn't I promise you before?"

He paused, the hand that was originally around the waist of the Holy Son of Light moved up, pressing on his back, forcing him to bend his back, and then leaned into his ear and whispered: "Now, I am about to fulfill my promise and take you Go back to my hometown."

He Yan's hand on the blood elf's neck tightened instantly: "..."

Although it was said that the blood elves were born from the elf mother tree and had no parents, he was still a little inexplicably nervous about the fact that he was about to go to the elves' territory.

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