Witch Monastery

He thought secretly in his heart that the golden dragons and the golden elves were staunch allies who had formed an eternal alliance. In other words, it was because after the fall of the ancient elven empire, the elves who had always been close to the golden dragons and the golden dragons jointly established the current Golden Empire on the other side of the ocean, and these elves were called golden elves.

Of course, they don’t call themselves that - in fact, because they inherited the most heritage from the Ancient Elf Empire, they believe that they are now more superior than other people of the same race, so they call themselves "High Elves".

Very arrogant.

By the way, the Golden Dragon Bank is also opened by the largest consortium in this empire, and it represents the interests of the entire empire behind it.

He recalled all this in his mind, and without delay, he introduced himself: "My name is Nigel Hawthorne, an ordinary adventurer. I am leading my adventure group to eliminate the evil spirits in this mountain."

At this time, footsteps were heard from behind. Hawthorne glanced and found that it was An Nuo who came in.

Naturally, she was slower than Hawthorne in getting up and washing. After all, she still had to put on plate armor, which was really time-consuming.

Ignoring her, he continued to ask the ranger: "May I ask what happened to you in the mountains? What hurt you so badly? We are preparing to enter the deeper plateau, and I hope this can give us a warning."

Adlan was silent for a moment, then he looked around and said, "Nothing, I was just careless."

Huo Sang's eyes were slightly dim, and behind him, An Nuo also frowned slightly. Even An Nuo could see that this half-elf was not good at lying, and something big must have happened in the deep mountains.

However, he couldn't ask any more questions. He glanced back, and Annuo immediately stepped forward and took out a rectangular token plated with mithril from his pocket: "Hello, Mr. Xingge, I am the executive officer of the Black Rod Tower, Annuo Amkasla."

"We are carrying out the mission of exterminating the evil demons, and at the same time collecting detailed information here to provide reference or guidance for other adventurers. Please cooperate with our work, which is also for the safety of the city."

She advised like this, and after hearing it, it was obvious that Adlan's expression was a little nervous. But thinking of something else, he shook his head: "Sorry, I can't say."

After a pause, he quickly added: "I am an employee of Jinlong Bank. This matter involves our company's internal secrets, so I cannot tell you the truth."

An Nuo's brows furrowed even more tightly. "Can't we reveal even a single thing? Adventurers in the city are fighting against demons, and people are dying every day. If there is any new change in the mountains, we should let everyone know as soon as possible so that we can make countermeasures early."

Adlan's face flushed, and finally, he almost gritted his teeth and resisted: "Sorry, this is our company's secret and should not be known to outsiders."

He said this, then stiffened his neck, looking as if he was ready to be killed or cut into pieces as the emperor wished. In short, he would not say a word more.

Hawthorne frowned immediately, and Annuo clenched his fists, feeling angry. He couldn't stand this kind of person who put the private interests of his company above the safety of the entire city.

But in the end, she did not continue to press: "Okay, I get it. I respect your interests, but I also hope that this kind of thing will not lead to disaster in the future."

After saying that, she turned around and quickly left the tent, as if she didn't want to see this person again.

She had no choice. If she continued to ask, it would seem that she was coveting the company's secrets, as if she was some kind of commercial spy.

After she turned and left, Adelan looked obviously depressed, self-doubting, and not knowing what to do.

Hawthorne sighed, then said softly, "We have been fighting the demons for many days in a row, and the casualties are quite heavy, so it is inevitable that she has an impatient personality and speaks impulsively."

"Please forgive these emotions."

He defended An Nuo in this way while carefully observing Adlan's expression. As expected, this guy still had some conscience left. After hearing these words, his expression suddenly became more hesitant and struggling, as if he was enduring tremendous psychological pressure.

Finally, the half-elf sighed and said, "What I can remind you is to leave the Roof Plateau as much as possible and not to continue to get involved in the affairs here when you are not strong enough."

"Besides that... Sorry, it's confidential, I really can't say more."

Huo Sang's eyes were slightly dim, and he felt a little disgusted with these company members. After all, the enemy they were facing now was a demon, the public enemy of the entire material world. However, at this time, the other party still put the interests of their own company first.

What happened in the deep mountains? What new changes have taken place?

These people were unwilling to share any stories, dangers or incidents. They had to go back to their own company and report to their superiors before considering making them public.

They were afraid that this information would be known by other forces too early, which would damage the interests of their own company.

However, during this period, how many people will suffer because they do not know this information, and whether greater changes will occur, these are things that the companies will never care about.

As Hawthorne thought about this, he felt that all these companies were insects. However, he couldn't get angry in front of them, so he said, "Well, thank you for your kind reminder. We will be careful of the devil."

He then stopped nagging about the intelligence and moved on to the next topic: "We will return to the headquarters of the Mountain Dwarf Mining Group first, but since you are a stranger, I am not sure if they will allow you to stay for too long."

Adlan's eyes lit up slightly, as if he was expecting something, but then he thought of something else and his eyes dimmed quickly: "They... probably won't let me stay for too long. When the time comes, I still have to hurry back to Port Liber."

Hawthorne's eyes flickered, and he finally stood up and turned to the outside, his attitude seemed a bit cold: "Well, I wish you a safe journey."

"Are you ready to move? We are about to set off. We will be walking all day today, and we will try to get back to the dwarf headquarters before nightfall."

Adlan nodded: "It may not be convenient for me to walk, but if I ride on Zach's back, it will be no problem to travel quickly."

He then struggled to get up, and Hawthorne helped him up and walked out together.

Then, as soon as he walked out of the tent, Adlan saw his proud, noble, and inhuman golden dragon beast, now lying on its back with its belly exposed, allowing the nuns to touch and play with it at will.

It even wagged its tail from time to time and made comfortable purring sounds from its mouth, as if it was enjoying it very much and didn't even notice its owner approaching.

For a moment, Adlan's expression was very complicated, and he couldn't believe what he saw. Noticing his expression, Hawthorne also looked a little embarrassed: "Well... I'm not sure if it's your dragon beast."

"After all, it was like this when it first arrived. It was very intimate with my nuns, which doesn't quite match your description..."

Chapter 343 Rare good news

Hawthorne explained with a guilty conscience, not mentioning that it was he who persuaded the dragon beast to let the nuns touch it a few times last night to satisfy their desire, which led to the current situation.

Adlan's face twitched twice, and it was obvious that he was enduring great pain, but he finally decided to remain polite: "It may have been stimulated by something. After all, it is common to become a little crazy after fighting against demons for a long time..."

He was trying to find a way to make amends for his combat partner, but as he spoke, the dragon beast turned its head.

Seeing that its master had woken up, it quickly turned over, stood up, shook off the dust, and held its huge head high. In an instant, it returned to the proud, noble, and unkind appearance that Adlan was familiar with.

Hawthorne: "..."

Adelan: “…”

Now he was sure that his dragon beast was not crazy, it just... had undergone some strange changes.

In other words, in just one night, it had already taken on the shape of these nuns.

Adlan felt the pain of having his precious things ruthlessly plundered by others. But he recalled the way his dragon beast was played with by the nuns just now, and a strange excitement quietly grew in his heart...

……

After that, it was a whole day of traveling.

Because of Adlan's incident, Annuo was in a bad mood the whole day. He kept saying bad things about those companies to Hawthorne, complaining that they only put their own interests first in everything and had no sense of the overall situation or social responsibility: even now, the demon lords have invaded the material world, but they are still so short-sighted and infuriating.

In her heart, the existence of Port Liber is the only hope for realizing her ultimate ideal - world peace - and naturally the safety of the city is above all else.

Hawthorne had to comfort her, saying that this was human nature. After all, Adlan was not the person in power, but just an executor or even a scout. He must have signed some confidentiality agreement or something, so it was normal that he did not dare to tell us outsiders in detail.

The Golden Dragon Bank also had reasons to do so. After all, it represented not itself but the interests of the huge Golden Empire on the other side of the world, 40,000 miles away in the east. I believe that the real Golden Dragons will have a strong sense of social responsibility, and they will definitely make this news public in the most appropriate way.

He tried to comfort Anno in this way, but it had little effect. The latter was still in a bad mood, muttering that if the Sein people were still here, this kind of thing would definitely not happen. The country created by the silver dragon and Asmo would always put public safety as the first priority...

Huo Sang could only smile bitterly. At this moment, he was actually a little confused whether An Nuo believed this from the bottom of his heart or because he was a member of the Qingyin tribe and loved the country north of Libel Port...

Well, considering the Paladin's consistent ideas, it's probably the former...

Anyway,

They chatted and walked along the way, and the whole day passed quickly. After all, the way back was more familiar. With the support of the god berries, the physical strength of the soldiers and nuns was still sufficient, and they could support the speed of almost forced marching.

Therefore, before the sun set, they returned to the dwarf headquarters, the entrance to the huge underground mine.

However, they ran into some minor troubles when trying to get Adlan permission to enter the burrow: the drake's arrival caused quite a commotion, and with the help of the dwarves' loud voices, it soon became known throughout the headquarters that a severely injured drake guard archetype ranger had come to their headquarters with his drake.

After that, the dwarves were afraid that the dragon beast would suddenly lose control and resisted its entry; and the dragon beast was unwilling to drill into the narrow cave: after all, the tunnel that the dwarves dug for themselves was still too unbearable for the huge dragon beast.

In the end, it was Hawthorne who stepped forward, using his face with the dwarves while appeasing the dragon beast, allowing Adlan and Zack to enter and have a safe environment to rest.

After everyone was settled, the next day, everyone who had worked so hard for so long finally heard some good news.

First, after so much haggling and mutual concessions, the agreement for the dwarves to open their own strongholds was finally drafted.

The dwarves are still very conservative. They only allow adventure teams certified by the Black Rod Tower to use their base for supplies and rest. If a conflict arises between the two sides, the Black Rod Tower will be held responsible.

In addition, the dwarves also wrote a lot of rules that adventurers who came to the base to rest needed to follow. It was a thick stack, which showed the hard work of the dwarven clerks during these days.

But no matter what, the first written draft was finally completed, and now Annuo could take them back and give them to the top management of the Black Rod Tower for review.

If there are no more problems, after the treaty is signed, their people will be able to make full use of the dwarves' strongholds and supply lines, and the progress of exterminating the demons will be much smoother.

The second point is that the dwarf leaders finally began to covet the ion beam emitter in Hawthorne's hand and began to ask him how to buy it.

Huo Sang was secretly delighted at this, as the task assigned by the blue dragons was now complete. However, he did not show much enthusiasm on the surface, and only told them that he could introduce them to the wealthy blue dragon prince Rahman, and that he had purchased these weapons from the blue dragons.

He tried to act as if he wasn't a salesman, which helped to alleviate the dwarves' concerns and allowed them to place orders as much as possible.

So far, both Annuo's mission and Hawthorne's mission have been successfully completed. This trip into the mountains can be said to be a great success.

Afterwards, Annuo would hand over the draft of the agreement to the top management of the Black Rod Tower, and Hawthorne would take the dwarves to meet Rahman. The two immediately decided to set off immediately and return to Port Liber to deal with these matters.

But at this time, the seriously injured Adelan found them and begged them to take him back to Liber Port together...

……

A secret base of the dark intelligence network somewhere in Libel Harbor.

Davil Xinge sat on the sofa, staring at the information he had just collected, frowning and lost in thought.

In the distance, heavy footsteps sounded. The tall and sturdy female orc Yagora Stonefist brought a cup of steaming hot coffee with milk and placed it in front of him. Then she sat next to him and leaned close to him: "What are you looking at?"

Davil smiled and did not shy away from letting his bodyguard see the confidential information: "I'm looking at the information about Father Hawthorne. Oh, there's really a lot of interesting information about him."

There are always people with strange habits.

Upon hearing the name, Yagora's expression changed, and then she grinned, revealing her slightly ferocious fangs: "I remember this person. He saved me before, and also saved many of my people in the Rock Seeker Town."

She was a typical half-orc from the Stonefist tribe. She maintained contact with the tribe and made money by selling her weapons in the port of Liberl. She lived a pretty good life.

There were a lot of people like her in their tribe. Naturally, this aroused the jealousy of many of her fellow mountain people. Even the ones who envied them the most were their cousins ​​from the Owlbeast tribe who were also half-orcs.

"I'll have to find a chance to thank him later." She said in a muffled voice, while Davil kept smiling and flipping through the documents: "Hehe, he is surrounded by beautiful women all day long, I'm afraid he won't look down on you, a half-orc."

Yagola didn't mind: "I'm not going to sleep with him, but why are you studying him so much? Are we going to deal with him next?"

In her previous memories, whenever her master studied someone intensively, it meant that he might take action against that person.

This was the case half a year ago when he focused on studying Kentez, the guild commander of the Shannasa guild, and Portel, the female Amazon executive.

Davil shook his head slightly, "No... I have no plans to touch him for now."

"However, since it is intelligence, we must collect it first. What if it suddenly comes in handy someday in the future?"

Chapter 344 Davil Starsong

As Davil said this, his brows suddenly moved, then he took out the communication stone, injected magic power into it, and obtained the information inside.

After a moment, his expression was

He was slightly surprised, but then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Look, this will come in handy." He drank the coffee in the cup, then stood up and prepared to go out. "Come on, Yagola, let's go. This time, maybe you can fulfill your wish to thank Father Hawthorne."

The female orc also stood up and followed: "Where are you going? What are you doing?"

"Go to the rubble area." Davil said, "One of my nephews was seriously injured, and now he is in the hands of our Father Hawthorne. He must have extremely important information, and we can't miss it."

The power of the Dark Intelligence Network is almost omnipresent. They have partners in every force, whether it is the Gold Dragon Bank, the Blue Dragon Bank, the Amazon Fisheries, the Mountain Dwarf Mining Industry, or even the Mountain Cleaners Alliance.

This also allows them to always get the latest information at the first time.

……

Although they somewhat disliked Adlan, Hawthorne and Annuo finally took him with them. Annuo thought that they were all allies, so they would help him if they could, and if this guy returned to the Golden Dragon Bank as soon as possible, the Golden Dragons might also disclose the information as soon as possible.

She still had some beautiful fantasies about the Golden Dragon in her heart, but Hawthorne's plan was much more realistic: he planned to try to attack his heart again. What if he managed to pry open this guy's mouth on the way back?

But unfortunately, in the end, it was just his wishful thinking. It wasn't that his verbal offensive wasn't fierce enough, but that he simply didn't have the energy to try to pry open this guy's mouth.

The reason is very simple: they encountered an earthquake.

Even though Shude Meier was dead, many burrowing demon bugs were still wreaking havoc around. The archmages of the Black Staff Tower had to deal with these guys, so they had no time to personally destroy the demon lord.

As luck would have it, they encountered such a burrowing demon insect on their way back. Although everything was generally safe in the end, many people were injured, which made Hawthorne physically and mentally exhausted and he had no energy to try to pry open Adlan's mouth.

This is what is meant by, plans cannot keep up with changes.

By the time he had managed to muster up some energy, they were back in the rubble, and it was already night, leaving him no time to make further attempts.

At noon the next day, they will separate and take cars to different areas. Which direction things will develop in next will depend on the intentions of the golden dragons.

Hawthorne felt a little regretful about this, but he also felt that such things could not be forced, so he could only let time move slowly forward.

But tonight, something extraordinary was bound to happen.

That night, about half a day's walk from the station in the rubble area, they found a small forest sheltered from the wind to set up camp and rest.

After dinner, after cleaning up all the utensils and garbage, Hawthorne carried a bucket of slop and went deep into the woods, where he found an empty corner to dump the garbage.

Just think of it as fertilizing the land here.

Just as he emptied the swill and rinsed it clean with the water-making technique, a white light lit up behind him, and then a gentle male voice suddenly sounded from behind him: "Dumping garbage everywhere is not a good habit."