Dominate the world in three weeks?

There are many adventurers searching for low-level magic plants and some small monsters in the fringe area of ​​Postwall Forest.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, the dark mask team and Terrence carefully avoided them and walked deep into the forest.

As the famous Bone Tower forest in the whole continent, the depths of Postwar are full of dangers at any time, and there are still a few people who dare to risk their own lives. Therefore, after going deep into the forest, the traces of explorers and mercenary groups are obviously much less .

At noon, a group of people stopped and prepared to refresh.Except for a few people who stayed with Terrence to protect him, the others scattered to find firewood and food to eat.

Terrence sat quietly under a tree, flipping through the books he brought with him to relieve boredom.The other members of the mercenary team surrounded him, talking in low voices.

Because of his sensitive identity, the little duke didn't intend to have any in-depth communication with the mercenary team. After a morning's journey, he only remembered the names of a few players with good skills.

The highest-ranked ninth-level archer in the team was named Lu Sien, and it was the man in black who handed him a plate of melon seeds when they met.

Four mages, three women and one man.The little girl with blue hair is called Chris, a water mage; the tall woman with long black hair and red lips is called Cynthia, a dual-element thunder and fire mage; Bella is also a fire mage, the only male mage is called Xiu, and his attribute is earth.

There were three seventh-level heavy swordsmen left, and Terrence knew that the strongest among them was Pine, who was Chris's lover.

Judging from the names of this group of people, they are all civilians without surnames.Relying on shabby financial support and no family knowledge inheritance, each of them can achieve today's achievements. They are indeed talented and hardworking guys. This kind of people are tough, brave and cautious. The satisfaction of the soldiers has risen again.

He was scratching the pages and thinking about the reliability of these helpers, the people who went out to find food had returned.

Two rabbits with very strong hind legs and a wild boar with huge tusks became their staple food at noon today, and some people picked some fungi and fruits to balance nutrition.

After all, they are mercenaries who have been traveling abroad for many years. Such survival skills are very easy for them.

After a pot of broth was ready, Vic first filled a bowl and handed it to Terrence.Although the captain acted recklessly, he was honest and serious. Even though he and Terrence had some disagreements at first, he still took good care of the little duke along the way.

At the beginning, Terrence also doubted how an upright and inflexible person like Vic could lead a mercenary team well, but the other party obviously won everyone's favor by virtue of his personality charm.

Just like now, as the captain, Vic is able to serve the meals himself, and deliver them one by one. By the way, he cares about everyone's physical condition. He is indeed an amiable and enthusiastic person.

but--

Maybe even Vic himself didn't realize that his attitude towards a few people was more intimate, such as Chris, Bella, Xiu, Pine, another epee swordsman and a sixth-level thief.

Terrence guessed that these people were the core players who gathered together since the early days of the team. No matter how kind and sincere Vic is, he is not a god, and he certainly cannot treat everyone equally, but obviously he has done enough to make the deep black mask The cohesion is very strong.

Terrence was thinking as he finished the food on his hands.There wasn't enough seasoning, and the broth with the addition of mushrooms wasn't very tasty, but Terrence had eaten worse things in his previous two lives, so he couldn't be picky.But now this ten-year-old body still hasn't suffered a lot, and the greasy soup made him feel a little uncomfortable not long after.

The little duke had no choice but to let go of adding another bowl.

At this time, Lu Sien took his share of food and sat next to Terrence.

"Well, do you eat?"

The man in black with a blank face tore off a piece of meat and put it in front of Terrence's eyes.

"Um, no need, thank you." Terrence looked at the golden-yellow meat that was still dripping oil, and rejected the other party's kindness with a pale face.

"Oh……"

Lu Sien took the food back, took a bite hard, and said while eating: "I think you will not grow tall if you eat too little. Besides, after a few days you enter the danger zone, you may not be able to grow taller every day. If you can eat enough food, then you will not grow taller."

"..."

Terrence was devastated by the man's behavior of talking non-stop while eating, but what made him even more devastated was that the man kept talking about how tall he was and how tall he was, and when he said these words, Lu Sien still looked like Serious and worried, the tall but dumb man made Terrence so angry that he couldn't even get angry.

"I will continue to develop, so don't curse me."

The little prince retorted feebly.

In his previous life, he was 1.8 meters tall when he was young, okay, but he always heard people tell him that he was not tall, maybe he really will not grow tall in this life!

Compared with the joyous atmosphere in the forest, the atmosphere in Winslet's Mansion was as condensed as the snow in deep winter.

Edward stood in the empty guest room with a pale face.He had asked his servants to search all the corners of the manor just now, but there was no sign of Terrence.

It didn't end as well as smuggling Terrence out three years ago.

Now!He lost the Duke of the Empire!

No matter how precocious he was, he was still a child. Facing the current situation, Edward's mind was already in chaos.He tried his best to control his trembling body, and looked at the clock in the corner of the room.

The time was infinitely approaching noon, and once the housekeeper of the Duke's Mansion came to inquire, he might really have only a dead end.

Edward bit his finger nervously. He caught a glimpse of the communicator on the bed from the corner of his eye, and suddenly yelled: "Come on, find me a manservant! Any one is fine! Hurry up!"

When Borg went to the earl's mansion and didn't see the little master, he dialed Terrence's communicator again with a feeling of apprehension.

After a long empty sound, he finally breathed a sigh of relief when the voice finally came from inside.

"...Bo, Bogue..."

"Master, why haven't you come back yet?"

"That...I..."

"Master? Your voice doesn't sound right, are you sick?"

"Yes! . . . I mean that's it. I've got a cold and I'm lying in bed, so I can't go back."

Borg frowned, he always felt a little disobedient, but his worries about the young master's body prevailed, making him immediately ask: "Is it serious, master? Shall I go to Winslet to pick you up in person?"

"Don't! I'm feeling very uncomfortable now, and I don't want to move at all. Love, Edward will take care of me. I'll rest for a few days and go back when I feel better! You stay in the mansion and handle business for me temporarily."

"But young master, I'm really not at ease, you..."

"Won't you listen to what I say, Borg? My head hurts like hell, and you're going to make me angry?"

"...Of course not, young master. But I think the emperor will be more conducive to your recovery."

"I'm very uncomfortable, do you want me to pass through the teleportation array like this?"

Space movement is indeed a bit uncomfortable, and some people even vomit at first because they are not used to it.

Borg hesitated for this reason, and could only say: "If you insist on staying there... I will keep in touch with you in the next few days, please take care of yourself."

"I know...well, let Edward...Edward talk to you now."

Borg heard the noise from the communicator due to the handover, and after a while, Edward Winslet's voice sounded: "Borg Butler."

"Good day, Master Edward. How is Your Excellency the Duke?"

"It started burning in the middle of the night. The temperature is very high. I have already given him the medicine. Terrence is very good at acting like a baby when he is sick. He won't let me leave at all, so I will stay with him all the time. You don't have to worry too much."

"Is that so, Your Excellency the Duke has always been a little capricious, it must have troubled Master Edward, I'm really sorry."

"You don't need to be so polite, Borg. I like Terrence very much, he is my friend, and of course I am willing to help him. Don't worry, as long as Terrence is in good health, I will take him back immediately."

"Then I will trouble you."

Edward buttoned the communicator and said to the pale-faced servant beside him, "You did a good job. From today onwards, you will stay in this room and you are not allowed to go out, and you are not allowed to be seen by anyone."

"Yes, it is."

Although he was still a little confused, the male servant probably understood that he had done a very rebellious thing just now, but he was just a servant who obeyed orders, no matter how frightened he was, he could only obey his master's orders.

Edward looked at the butler at the side again: "Go and tell the servants that my friend has been found. He is recuperating in the guest room because of illness. Let them all keep their mouths shut."

"Young master, isn't this inappropriate?" The butler frowned, seeming to disagree with Edward's actions. "In any case, at least tell the master about this matter, after all, it's a big deal..."

"Stop talking nonsense! When something like this happens, we can't please anyone! If you still want to save your own life, don't question me. If I know that you secretly sent a letter to my father, I will throw you away. Go into the White Bone Tower Forest!"

"Master, this kind of thing can't be kept secret for a long time, and I'm afraid it will be even worse when it is discovered."

"So didn't I just tell you to ask someone to guard the city gate? You find a few trustworthy people to search for me in the city. I don't believe that the city lord's mansion is so well-defended that gangsters will come in! If Terrence Those who run out by themselves will definitely not go out of the city, you can find me from street to street!"

The butler frowned. Although he still had concerns in his heart, he could only follow Edward's arrangement.

The young Duke disappeared in Winslet City?

This kind of terrible thing will make everyone panic.The butler and everyone in Winslet's Lord's Mansion are now grasshoppers tied to Edward.

Being able to find the little duke in a short period of time and bring this matter to the past will naturally make everyone feel better.But if you can't find it... For the housekeeper, it's just the difference between early death and late death.Because even if the young master reported the matter frankly at this time, once something happened to His Excellency the Duke, Edward Winslet might not be fine, and the butler himself would definitely be the first to be pushed out as a scapegoat.

He had already said what he had done for Edward, since the young master insisted on concealing the matter, the housekeeper had nothing to say.