Deer Shoujing?No, it's a Wendigo!

The door of the cell does not allow three people to pass through, let alone a Wendigo.

He only entered after the two entered.

"In the future, you can only walk twenty or thirty steps here."

Teresia opened her mouth softly, and loosened the chain on Teresis's hand.

"Ah."

Teresis shook his hand and looked around. He could see the ancient Sarkaz writing in the corner of the wall, and felt that his power was greatly restricted.

Desk, bed, bathroom, and an empty cupboard.

He sat directly on the desk chair.

"Too empty."

I can't be idle, and I dare not let myself be idle.

"Askalon will put on this table the affairs that the Military Council needs to hand over to the Tower of Babel. If necessary, there will be jailers to meet your needs."

Theresa lowered her eyes.

"Ah."

He waited.

Everyone else walked out, and finally only Ascalon came in with a bunch of handover matters.

No one could have imagined that the inheritance handover meeting of the military committee will be held here.

Intelligence, clues, channels, lines, and resources.

The Tower of Babel will accept everything from the Military Council for a transformation.

It's getting dark.

Sufficient food, meat from hunting, perfect spices and a burning bonfire, the Sarkaz danced around the bonfire.

"Looking from a distance?"

Misery walked over to Outcast's side.

"I'm afraid I'll disturb your atmosphere."

The angel dug out a box of candies and gave them to Sarkaz.

"I really admire you, I can't stay in the middle of a pile of Sakota."

"Ha, I'll have to visit Rutland in a while."

"Ah? Are you leaving?"

Misery's movements froze, a little uneasy.

"It's something about Kelsey. Alas, she's down now. I need to observe things related to Lateran. I just happen to be very interested in seeing the walker."

Outcast sighed faintly, and patted the halo above his head.

"I will not betray my companions, nor will I betray my compatriots, so I have to see if there is a way to prevent my companions and my compatriots from fighting."

She knew that it was difficult for Sarkaz and Sakota to get along peacefully. Once the Tower of Babel really became Kazdel's administrative body, she had to make her own choice.

A worthy choice.

"Ah."

"Is that a Sakota?"

W looked at the halo and frowned, wanting to take a closer look.

"Stop, mercenary."

A Sarkaz carrying two guns stopped her from approaching.

"You are? But that's a Sakota!"

W was obviously puzzled, but she could also see that Sakota and Sakaz in front of her were wearing the same uniform, and they were elite operators.

She knows what to do and what not to do, she is more curious.

"I'm Scout. Outcast is one of us and a companion of the Tower of Babel. Please don't have extra thoughts."

Scout looked at W flatly.

"Master Scout? I'm already one of you, but I wonder how an angel can be so safe in the Sarkaz."

W waved his epaulettes to show off.

"You can ask her yourself, be kind, but don't go with a gun that's stained with Sakota's blood."

Scout offers advice.

"She's going to kill me?"

"No, she will be very sad."

Scout murmured.

"It's not like the angel I know at all, so I'll keep the gun for you first?"

W untied the gun and walked towards Outcast.

Now, the first half of this evening will be a generous one.

3 chapter nine teacher

3 chapter nine teacher

It was dark and windy at the Kazdare border in the second half of the night.

"Damn it! Go away!"

The mercenaries of a Sarkaz noble were desperately but numbly driving away the carrion crows that were attacking them.

They knew that they had been targeted by the Lord of the Black Forest in the Tower of Babel.

Sarkaz nobles in particular knew this, forsaking fine clothing for humble rags.

He abandoned his men and headed alone to the pick-up point provided by the Victorians with his valuables and small items.

"Where are you going?"

"Master... my lord, I, I..."

Sarkaz nobles can only offer those valuable objects with both hands.

"You want to use them now to ask for forgiveness? It's kind of interesting stuff."

"However, you made them dirty, and it is most appropriate to kill you and make them clean and unowned."

The witchcraft hammered the minds of the Sarkaz nobles word by word, and finally—

The pitch-black roots broke through the ground directly, piercing him from the back of his heart.

"Uh uh."

He was hung on it by the dark and hard roots, on the edge of Kazdel, staring blankly at the direction he wanted to flee to.

As long as you go a little further, you can connect with the Victorians and finally usher in the promised new life.

"Humph."

The forest demon gently picked up the ownerless object that fell to the ground.

Sarkaz's witchcraft letter was put away by him, and the magnificent orange gem was wiped off the dust by him.

"Tsk, the Banshee's Kiss, this thing seems to be very valuable in the auction house, and it is also very deadly."

She can arouse the pursuit of those in high places, and then send them to their own destruction.

With the spell of the banshee, it can also have the effect of eternal youth, but the banshee has never been short of this stuff.

He took out the list provided by Tracys and lightly ticked off a name.

"Come out, get out of here, I think those Victorians will find this place soon, and then give this guy a dead body."

As soon as the words fell, a Sarkaz mercenary was whipped out from the bushes that had been brought to life.

"Ahem, my lord, I have some things that may be most suitable for you."

Sarkaz, who was dressed as a mercenary, took out a stack of booklets from his clothes, and carefully approached the forest demon and handed them over.

It's not like a tribute, it's more like an entrustment.

A pile of various papers were stacked together, and the wizard took them and flipped them gently.

Speeches, folk songs, sacrificial words, witchcraft manuscripts, portraits of outstanding heroes...

Most of these are torn pieces of paper, carefully glued and mended.

These are fragments of Sarkaz's history, and the witchcraft codex among them is quite valuable.

In addition to the tied paper, there are also some manuscripts of books, all of which have some history.

The Wendigo's eyes softened as he looked at Sakaz.

"you are?"

"I'm just a passer-by, that guy is my target, but since the thing is in your hands, it will be safe, but, my lord, can you give me some food and water?"

Sarkaz passers-by begged.

"Follow me, some people will come here soon, it's better not to be noticed and leave some extra information, killing them will only affect the mystery."

The forest demon handed him plenty of water and food, and a bag of coins from Chi Finance.

The Sarkaz passer-by took the water and food, but he hesitated facing the bag of coins, but raised his head to meet Wendigo's unquestionable gaze, and then took it away.

He gobbled it up.

"You're collecting the broken history of Sarkaz, and the broken words."

"Someone has to pick them up, and if it wasn't me there would be someone else."

"I did meet Sarkaz who likes books. What did you do before?"

The forest demon thought of Lord Sakaz of a certain town, the guy who killed his relatives for righteousness.

"I used to be a teacher. It was before the war started. The lords of the gathering places later fought each other through the civil war, and my teaching career was over."

"My skills are not bad, but it's a pity for those children who are willing to learn."

Teacher Sarkaz was sad.

"No wonder, then, now that the war has stopped, do you want to go to teach again?"

"If someone is willing to hire, of course he will. There are very few requirements, as long as he can eat!"

Sarkaz teachers are a bit humble, there are always fewer Sarkaz who are willing to learn knowledge than Sarkaz who pick up dick.

"Let's go to 'Cazdale', which is the town under the Tower of Babel's emphasis on development. Someone will welcome you."

A carrion crow was slapped on Teacher Sarkaz's shoulder by the forest demon, and he also left more food for him.

"I have another piece of information that I don't know if it's useful."

The teacher took the food with some anxiety.

"Ah."

Lin Yao signaled him to continue.

"Bloodfiends, I saw many bloodfiends leave for Victoria."

"It is valuable information, but I think you will be more valuable than this information."

Presumably it was the blood demon lord and his princes.

"I'd like to sell them copies of some books, too."

"You were courageous, and it's incredible that you didn't lose your life."

Commendable courage.

"Although they were a little scared, they didn't do anything. What the leader said made me care."

"I don't need it, we are the history of Sarkaz."