He started the tracking circle directly without any fuss or nonsense.

I saw the scroll flying into the air and exploding into a ball of light.

Then it gradually condensed into the shape of an arrow, and the direction pointed by the arrow was the direction they were looking for.

"Without further delay, let's go after it! The longer the tracking circle lasts, the more obvious the magic fluctuation will be. If it's too slow, it will break if he finds it!"

After saying that, he hurriedly ran outside the auction house without doing anything else.

The lion orcs followed closely behind.

Now, if you don't do anything about human affairs, you can just say whatever you say. Even if he said that the Tears of Poseidon were stolen by orcs, he still thinks there is a possibility.

The two of them met up with the orcs who were guarding outside and the real Lord Moyu. They saw the arrow in the sky pointing to the west street, and everyone swarmed towards that direction.

After a while, Wu Shi and Pate found their mission target in a tavern.

It was a player covered in a black cloak.

He was sitting at a table in the middle of the pub, drinking.

You can see him as soon as you enter.

Everyone's eyes were focused on him, and an inexplicable aura spread around him.

Not doing human things is called forcing one's anger.

Look at this thing.

He was awesome at acting like he was stuffing a nuclear bomb, but he was so awesome.

"You are here?"

The black-robed player raised his glass and took a sip of red wine, his posture elegant and casual, as if he didn't even see the orc leader whose eyes were bloodshot and wanted to eat him.

"We are here, let's capture them without mercy!"

He pulled out his long sword without doing anything, and started to evacuate the innocent people in the tavern with the other players.

"You shouldn't have come."

The black-robed player picked up another peanut and threw it into his mouth gracefully.

Just when Pat was about to get angry.

The player suddenly stood up, holding a dagger in his hand, with an impassioned look. He faced everyone, his cold eyes seemed to be looking at a row of corpses, and then he wiped his own neck with a flick of his wrist.

"You can catch my person... but you can't catch my heart!"

He lay in a pool of blood, his lips trembling, muttering to himself.

He stretched out his right hand tremblingly and drew a heart on the ground with pig blood.

"The Eye of Truth...will not let you go..."

A strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

His body turned into a point of light and gradually disappeared.

Only a pool of blood was left on the ground.

A white sword and a bulging bag of gold coins.

This acting performance is explosive!!

"Where is his damn body? And what is that Eye of Truth!?"

Pat looked at the empty ground and felt a little lost.

Although all the hatred had been avenged, he was not able to kill the little thief himself in the end.

Besides, is this little thief really dead?

If he was dead, why was there only blood but no body?

"He should be dead. As for the Eye of Truth, we don't know much about it. We only know that it is the belief of Kalenkaya in the southern continent." The real king pretended to dip his fingers into some pig blood on the ground, and said:

Looks like you are reasoning carefully.

"The death method of the opponent's body disappearing is also very similar to the enemies of Kalunkaya we encountered before. They don't seem to be entities, just alchemy creatures!"

"It's actually the empire of the Southern Continent!?"

Pat had no doubt about the authenticity of this incident.

If the true gentleman who doesn't do human affairs and fishes for his own good is willing to rip out his liver and lungs, everything he says to him must be true.

And the little thief also committed suicide.

Either he is telling the truth, or he is deliberately framed.

He doesn't need to think too much about this.

You just need to report it to the Beast King after you go back.

"We also need to investigate this matter in depth. In fact, the bishop killed today is also from the Southern Continent and is also from the Kalunkaya Empire." He followed the words of the original master without doing anything, and continued to speculate:

"There must be a conspiracy here. Why do they want to come to the Northern Continent to cause destruction?"

Pat rubbed his chin and frowned.

The Orc Royal Court sits on the entire Death Desert, which is the natural isolation zone between the north and south continents.

Since there are no magic crystal veins in the Death Desert and the magic elements are very thin, the magic network in the southern continent ends when it reaches the Death Desert.

However, it is said that the empire of the Southern Continent has never given up on the Northern Continent.

Their ambition has always been the entire continent.

Could the sudden emergence of the Kalunkaya Empire be a sign of something?

Peter couldn't help but think about this.

After all, the Orc Royal Court is caught in the middle.

If the empire of the southern continent wants to take action against the northern continent, the first ones to suffer will definitely be their orcs!

Pat has a wife and children.

The purpose of his hard work outside is to ensure that his family can continue healthily. Now that there is a sudden threat from the Southern Continent, it is strange that he can feel at ease.

Zhenjun, who doesn't do human affairs and fishes for money, saw that Pate was lost in thought, but he didn't bother him.

This was originally their purpose.

Confuse the public and rely on Pate's mouth to throw the blame on Kalenkaya.

…

Dusk is ten minutes.

Pate, who had completed his first mission, took a group of orcs and said goodbye to the true king who was a fisherman.

"Are you willing to join the Wild Beast Mercenary Group?" Pate asked.

He really likes the two humans, Moyu Hunben Zhenjun and Bu Renshi. He sees in these two humans a frankness and simplicity that is not found in other humans.

If he recruits two human staff in his capacity, there should be no problem.

"No, Brother Page, our mission is to protect the Winter Empire."

The Taoist Master refused without even thinking. Isn’t it delicious to drink spicy food that is popular in the Winter Empire? Who wants to go to the bitter desert like the Orc King’s Court to stay with a group of smelly orcs?

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"Is this so..."

Pat looked a little regretful and lonely.

He didn't know what his mood was, but he said in a strange way: "If one day our swords are facing each other, I will spare your lives at that time."

The True Lord Moyu Hunben and Bu Renshi were stunned when they heard this, and then the True Monarch Moyu Hunben said with a haha:

"As long as you abide by the laws of the Winter Empire and don't do anything that affects the public order of the Winter Empire, we will never be able to fight each other with swords~"

"I see."

Pat smiled freely.

He took one last look at Moyu Hunben Zhenjun and Bu Renshi, then turned around and left Black River City resolutely.

"We will meet again!"

His rough voice carried with the dusk wind, lingering in the ears of the real king and the indifferent man.

Under the setting sun, the figures of the orcs gradually disappeared into the yellow sand.

"Is the tracking circle ready?"

After a long while, he asked without doing anything else.

"Ready." The corners of Zhenjun Moyuhunben's mouth raised a sly smile, "These silly orcs would never have thought that we would give them media as souvenirs... and they will definitely keep these souvenirs well.
Chapter completed!