Two days have passed since the fruits of the parasitic tree on the top of the land, and Reno has not yet come to his senses.

He returned to Kalanry City, but now his identity is the slave hunting team, and he is no longer the gangster wandering on the street.

"It's really a dream experience..."

Sitting in the tavern, he murmured to himself.

The exquisite and pretty face of Master Jianwu, Yingying's slim waist, and her shattered skin are still deeply imprinted in his mind, enough for him to reminisce for a long time.

"It's a pity that I can't take it away... It's a pity to just die in the forest like this."

Renault picked up the cup and took a sip of rye, smashing it, and he no longer had any interest in the girls in the tavern.

This is true for people, it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality.

After drinking the wine and eating another plate of barbecue, Renault finally felt that it was almost done. He rubbed his drunken eyes, took out a silver coin from his bag and threw it on the table.

"If you have more, just take a tip."

He smiled boldly and left the tavern.

In the corner of the tavern, two ordinary-looking mercenaries looked at each other, and they all paid for the wine, and naturally followed Renault.

The streets were a little dim, and the drizzling raindrops fell, making a "tick-tick" sound.

Renault, who was walking forward in a daze, suddenly felt a chill behind him. He cheered up and looked back and forth, and found that there was no one in the entire alley, only a black cat was hiding in the darkness.

"What... I've been having a cat for a long time..."

"It seems that I'm still not very adaptable... Uncle Nared is right. I have to learn to get used to such things. If I kill you, I will kill you. Don't have too much burden in my heart..."

Renault smiled indifferently.

There will be no necromancers in ordinary human cities, because the conditions for the birth of necromancers are not met, and naturally there will be no phenomenon of being attacked and seeking life by ghosts.

There are so many mercenaries in the slave hunting team, but they have worked for many years and aren’t it just a matter of nothing?

Renault felt that he was a little too inferior.

However.

Just when he was about to turn into a corner.

A bad wind storms behind him.

With a muffled "bang" sound, Renault felt a pain behind his head, and he could no longer suppress his dizziness, and finally fell to the ground in a weak manner.

Then, two big hands suddenly stretched out from the dark corner and dragged him in.

After a while, "Renault" walked out of the darkness again. He sorted out his clothes, rubbed his face, moved the muscles on his face, and opened his mouth and said "ah ah" twice.

The voice was a little low at first.

After a few sounds, it became exactly the same as Renault.

"Dispose the body and I'll go in and see the situation first. If everyone is there, we don't have to wait. Just launch an attack."

After saying that, "Renault" identified the direction and turned into a dark corner.

The slave hunters do the most shameful things, and of course their base camp is also built in shameful places.

This is a tile house area that looks even more chaotic than a slum. Sewage flows everywhere and mice are scattered everywhere.

But when "Reno" continued to walk in with his memory, he found that there was a different world here. After passing through a seemingly dirty and messy all the way, everything suddenly became well organized.

The dilapidated mud tiled house was replaced by neat and clean wooden houses, and a few emerald green wall-climbing plants swayed in the rain, giving a fresh and pleasant feeling.

But "Renault" knew in his heart that these were just appearances.

As the elite spy under the command of King Winter, he saw those hellish scenes earlier than anyone else.

He clenched his fists, calmed down his breathing, and continued to move forward.

"Hey! Boy, I'm waiting for you! Why are you slow?"

A kind shout came from afar.

"Renault" looked up and saw that two mercenaries were looking at him with a smile not far away, outside a house larger than other wooden houses.

"Hina and One-Eyed Rat..."

"Renault" murmured to himself, comparing the appearance of the two mercenaries with the intelligence, immediately confirmed their identities, and also placed two hooks on a list in his heart.

"Sorry, I've been waiting for the big brother for a long time. I went to the tavern for two glasses of wine..."

Renault smiled shyly, but he didn't seem to be alienated.

"You boy, we have a special celebration banquet tonight, why do you still have to go to the tavern to have a drink? Are you stupid?!"

The one-eyed mouse smiled happily.

He embraced Renault's shoulder intimately.

Although he has not been in contact for too long, he really likes this simple and honest young man.

From Renault.

He often sees himself who joined the slave capturing team for the first time.

"Uncle Nared bought too strong wine. I can't get used to it. I can't just drink it in advance, so you won't get me fucked later."

Renault showed a bitter smile just right on his face, and he acted as if he was free from water.

"So that's it, hahahaha!"

The one-eyed mouse pulled Renault into the room, and the smile on his face became even more refreshing.

"You can handle the fierce master Jianwu, but you can't handle a few drops of wine. You're a little boy, don't say you're from our slave hunting team. It's embarrassing to see~"

Faced with the mercenary's teasing, Renault could only scratch his head helplessly and beat him hahaha, and then followed the mercenary and entered the room.

In the room, the warm bonfire dyed the walls orange and dispelled the cold caused by the rain pouring into the collar.

A group of slave-capturing mercenaries surrounded the bonfire, eating, drinking, and laughing, and a few of them had already played the Gent card.

A place where the room is out of light by a bonfire.

In the dim corner, there were two large cages, and seven or eight elves and sub-girls were shivering, leaning helplessly against the iron cage.

"These are the next batch of goods. This year, Your Majesty wants to breed two parasitic trees, so we have started collecting them in advance and strive to hold another team building activity when the autumn is coming."

Narid, who was sitting in the center of the crowd, saw that Renault's eyes were always staring at the cage, and then smiled and explained.

"I know you're eating the marrow and the elf sword dance master probably didn't make you enjoy it, but now you can't touch these goods."

"Because we don't know which of them will react to the hypnotic aura of the parasitic trees. During this period, you can make do with the waitresses in the tavern~ hahahaha..."

Narid took a sip of wine and smiled happily.

Renault nodded, withdrew his gaze and sat in his seat. He lowered his head slightly and pointed everyone in the hall.

The entire slave hunting team has been fully arrived.

"Uncle Narid, I want to go to the bathroom..."

Renault scratched his head embarrassedly, his legs trembled slightly, looking a little uneasy.

"Why did you have to go to the bathroom just now? You kid can't stand the female slave in the cage and want to go to the bathroom to solve the problem by yourself, right?"

Narid glanced at Renault in confusion, then showed a playful smile.

"No, no..."

Renault blushed and explained in panic:

"I drank a lot of wine in the tavern before, and I was wet a little rain along the way, so I suddenly wanted to go and have some fun..."

"Is that true? Then you go."

Nared waved his hand, not caring much.

Renault turned and went out, wet raindrops fell on his face, and as the wooden door closed, he took a deep breath and took out a scroll from his waist to tear it open.

There was a "hiss" sound.

The light ray missile shot into the sky.

Everything around was illuminated like daylight.

It also illuminates the soldiers of Winter City hiding in the dark.
Chapter completed!