After Alaiman's words, he immediately pretended to be very shocked: "Yes! I didn't expect Lord Wader to have such a wide news network! It seems that if I encounter something in the future, I will bother you!
"
Wader glanced at Aliman, and seemed to understand his intention. This morning, when he came to the winery to say that the air here was all fart, the real purpose was to ask him.
"Good to say!" Wader smiled slightly. "Lord Risos, you are my VIP, so I want to know what, although I asked me, I must know that I would never say anything."
Aleman smiled calmly, thinking that this Wader was really personal.
"Actually there are really things, ask you!"
"Please say!" Wader sat straight and faced Alman.
Aleman pretended to be thoughtful: "A while ago, I saw some soldiers nearby. Their armor looked very delicate and practical.
I can't help but want to collect it, so I want to ask Lord Wadel to see if I can get some! I will give you a lot of money! "
Wadel smiled slightly: "It's simple, it's simple, just a few armors."
Aliman shook his head gently: "To be honest, I lived for most of my life and saw such armor for the first time. It was too attractive. Perhaps this kind of thing on the market was very rare."
Wader seemed to be stirred up here, and never heard of something he couldn't get, and Aliman's attitude made him want to know what kind of armor was this.
"So ... can I ask Lord Risos to describe what this armor looks like?" Vader said.
Alman stroked his chin gently: "Well, I remember it was dark red, it looked very novel, just like a piece of nails to be fostered, it looks very layered, the most special, the most special, the most special, the most special, the most special, the most special, the most special, the most special, the most special, the most special, the most special, the most special, the most special, the most special, the most special, the most special, the most special, the most special, the most special, the most special, the most special, the most special.
It is the pattern on their chest. To be honest, I really like that pattern. "
Wadel carefully thought that this kind of armor itself seemed to have seen it in the town, but it was very vague about the logo: "What kind of sign is that?"
"Oh! That logo is very special. It is a triangle in a circle, and there is a sword in that triangle, with a black snake entangled on the sword." Alman said slowly.
Wader was shocked, and the pattern suddenly jumped out in his tedious memories. The strange figure appeared in his mind so clearly.
At this time, Wader didn't seem to have a bamboo as much as just now.
"Lord Risos! I advise you not to hit its idea!" Wadel's look seemed to see a ghost.
Aleman's strong response to Wadel was expected long ago, which proves that Wadel must know about this pattern.
"Why? Isn't it an ordinary armor?" Alman pretended to be surprised.
Wader frowned slightly, not looking like you were joking: "Seriously, Lord Risos! For your safety, don't go out of the thing. It's not something like us.
! ""
"What's so special about this thing? Didn't you say it was simple just now?"
"Sorry! Lord Risos! Only this thing, I really can't do it! Actually not it, but the person wearing him."
This sentence is in the middle of Alman's arms, it seems that the mayor of Wader really knows.
"Who are they?" Aleman quietly gathered, watching Wadel's horror face.
Wadel looked at Aliman quietly. He obviously felt that a strong sense of oppression gradually approached himself. The old man in front of him was definitely not like the general level of the mercenary group.
He will never be so humble to him before.
"They ..." Wadelton paused.
"You heard .... Resurrection ..."
"Master Wader!" A burly man ran in from the bar recklessly, interrupted the conversation between Aliman and Wadel.
"What's the matter?" Wader said coldly with Yu Guang, not very happy.
"They are here!"
"So early ... I know! You go to entertain first, I will be here!"
"Yes! Master!" The strong man bowed softly and quit the bar. He walked towards the other end of the town with a small team.
Wader stood up and picked up the hat on the table, gently patted the floating ash on it, and then placed on his chest and bowed his back and bent his waist gently.
"Sorry! Lord Risos! It seems that we can only talk about it next time. I am glad to chat with you early in the morning!"
Alaiman's face showed a touch of disappointment: "Oh! It's a pity that Lord Wader! Then we are talking about it next time! I believe it soon!"
Wadel smiled slightly, and turned around and walked out of the bar.
Alman looked at Wadel's thin back, secretly ecstatic in his heart. It seemed that he could get something he wanted from this man.
After Wader walked out of the bar, Alaiman quietly lying at the door of the bar and watching the central square in the town of Miso.
There were a group of people standing there. Their dress looked like a church, wearing black robes, and huge hat -pockets covering their faces, they couldn't see them.
Alman stared at the few people and counted it carefully. There were twelve people in total. These people seemed very alert, and kept looking around.
But after they saw the town of Wadel, they calmed down.
Wadel walked quickly to their side to embrace them gently. In order to express their respect for customers, hugs were friendly representations that Wadel had to do.
Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and the hat pocket of a man embraced with Wadel was blown halfway, revealing half of his head.
A golden short hair looks very spiritual, but on the man's face, a scar makes people feel a cold killing intention.
And the necklace on his chest looks a special alien, as if a sharp sword has a pair of small black wings, flashing a strange luster.
The man quickly grabbed the hat that was half -blown and half -blown.
His eyes looked at the four weeks quickly, and seemed to see if anyone noticed him.
At first glance, the agile and stable actions were very strict training.
Alaiman stared at the man carefully, with a trace of light in his eyes, and the cold face was printed in his mind.
Tell him intuition.
This man.
At least the level of a temple knight.
Later, Wader led the twelve people into their two -story office building. It seemed that these were very important guests, otherwise how could Wadel solemnly led them into the place where their office.
Intuition told Aliman.
I may find some clues in that group of people. I do n’t know if it ’s because the resurrection education occupies all the thoughts of Alman. Now Aliman seems to see that everything feels related to the resurrection education.
Aleman pretended to be leisurely, humming Xiaoquer and came to the pier. Although he came to Miso Town shortly, his refreshing and generous made the people here like it.
When it's okay, he will invite the guardians and workers of these docks to drink. If everyone is happy, then they will patronize the best brothels here.
So to say that things are gathered, many people in this town quickly mixed with this old general and bandit head.
"Early! Lord Risos!" A young man who looked very spiritual waved his hand at Aliman.
"Early!" Alman smiled.
After a while, Alman came to a small wooden house in front of the dock.
Inside, a man who looked in his forties was recording something down, and the only one with the remaining eyes slowly moved with the pen tip on the paper.
The other eyes were covered by black cloth.
Alman walked to the window of the wooden house gently knocked on the wooden board on the window sill.
"Oh! Lord Risos!" The one -eyed man raised his head sharply, and saw Aleman's noodles, and looked extraordinarily kind.
Alaiman glanced at the book he was recording: "You actually started working so early, it's really hard to you!"
"You're so polite! Lord Risos! This is what we should do!" Said the one -eyed man.
Alman smiled slightly and took out a small wooden barrel from his arms. It looked like a jug that pretended to be a wine.
"Give you some good things! Hush ..." Alman put the jug on the wooden board on the window sill, and erected his right hand in front of his mouth to signal the one -eyed man not to say.
The one -eyed man opened the lid and nodded hard. He smiled and accepted the small wooden barrel under the table in the room: "Thank you Lord Risos!"
"Hahaha! You're welcome!" Alaiman smiled clearly. Then he glanced around and put his face into the cabin.
"I want to ask you something." Aleman said.
"Adults, please say!" The one -eyed man received the benefits of Aleman, and naturally he would not decide his request. People are always greedy. In the face of interests, he will always look forward to the next time.
"Are you responsible for recording everyone who landed on the island?"
The one -eyed man nodded: "Yes! I am an immigrant recorder in this town, and all the information of all entry into the country needs to be recorded."
"Oh ... this ...." Alman nodded.
"Then do you know who is the people just here?" Aleman's men subconsciously pointed out the Wadel office building in the distance in the distance of Misso.
The one -eyed man's heart leads the mind, but it looks like a great danger. The expression on his face is unnatural: "Yes, the adult ... but those people are not a good role, you still know less."
Alman's heart was doubtful, and even a record person said so. It seems that those people's background must not be simple. The more complicated people, the more confused the relationship behind him.
Maybe the clues may be.
"Don't be afraid, after all, you also know, am I not a pantermine, right? And I just feel curiously." Alaiman showed a mysterious smile on his face.
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