Twenty Sided Dice

Although she was reluctant, one day later, under the constant urging of the dwarf, Naria followed Siegel to Shaq Manor. Along the way, the two mages said nothing and remained silent.

They wandered far outside the manor, never touching the magic-detecting barrier. Naria sprinkled a lot of casting material powder into the air, sending them flying towards the lawn.

"What's the use of that?" Siegel broke the disgusting silence: "Although things like casting material powder won't trigger spell traps, does it help you to detect the structure of the magic circle?"

"I don't want to explain these incantations to you. Isn't your spellcasting ability very strong? You should be able to understand it yourself." The tone of rejection in Naria's words was very obvious, and Siegel agreed Don't open your mouth anymore, save hitting the nails.

At this time, a freight team consisting of three four-wheeled carriages passed through the gate of the manor and transported dozens of boxes and barrels of different sizes in. After a while, the servants in the manor filled several large boxes with garbage and pushed them into the car. Siegel thought for a while, and after speaking to Naria, they separated and followed the three carriages by himself.

The carriage went all the way west and came to a nearby valley, where it dumped the **** and cleaned the boxes with the river water. When everyone was busy, a strong man with stubby black hair all over his body did not do anything, sitting on the carriage and looking at a note in his hand.

Siegel used magic to strengthen his eyesight, and he was finally able to see the note clearly. Above is a list of what Shaq Manor wants them to deliver next, lots of food and clothing, which must be delivered before dark the next day.

Estimate the frequency of their dumping and delivery, and Siegel probably knew that the manor was around eighty. When the truck convoy was carrying things, about the first servant came out to help. Then double the number of servants to basically reach the upper limit, then the remaining people...

While he was calculating, a sharp arrow shot fiercely from the bushes, which startled him a lot. He saw a broken branch hanging from a tree trunk not far away, swaying helplessly in the wind. It was this branch that blocked him and changed the direction of the arrow.

He responded immediately. Rolled backwards and left the original position. Another arrow came through the holly leaves, and with a swishing sound, it shot into the place where he had just stood. Siegel drew out both the star dust and the epee at the same time. stand in front of yourself. He saw eight people standing on the road, the same people who had just delivered the goods and dumped the garbage. But at this time, they held long swords and daggers in their hands, and one had a short bow in their hands, all with a "you are dead" look.

"The white-haired robber must be the spies of the elves. They want to rob us." The man with black hair said, "Don't let this kind of scum destroy the peace of Kaibu Town!"

Siegel quickly glanced left and right to make sure there were no other witnesses nearby. Because of the stench of garbage, there are few people here, and it is a place suitable for quick fixes.

He immediately began to chant the incantation, flipping his fingers, and the elemental energy jumped excitedly. The seven men charged at him brandishing weapons, and shouting wow wow from their mouths. An arrow was fired at Siegel's body, but the untrained shooter missed the target again.

A starlit mist gushed out from Siegel's cuff, glistening like sand in the sun. The seemingly viscous fog slid down the hillside at an extremely fast speed, and quickly blocked the sight of all attackers.

"Where are the people? Where have they gone?" they shouted. Trying to find Siegel's location. In the fog, there seemed to be shadowy figures everywhere, and the sound of his heartbeat and breathing could be clearly heard. But after a while, all the attackers stood blankly on the hillside, their arms drooping, as if they were asleep.

Siegel continued to focus on the Mind Mist spell. This spell is somewhat overkill for ordinary people, and it is impossible to resist this spell without special training or firm belief. After he was sure it was safe, he walked into the foggy area and pressed his palm on the attacker's forehead.

The main purpose of using mind fog is to further reduce the target's resistance to mind control spells, so that your Knox co-construction spells can work faster. It didn't take long. He has become a good friend who can talk about everything. As for the previous "stalking, peeping and fighting", it was just a dream.

Siegel lifted the fog and chatted with them familiarly. When he switched the subject to Shaq Manor. The eyes of these people clearly project the emotions of envy and longing.

"Only by being a core member of the Solidarity can you enter the manor and receive the blessing of the God of Murder. Oh, I wish I had that chance. The righteous warrior's armor is so majestic and his weapons are gleaming, I must wear it for the rest of my life. Once. It's really living."

"How can I become a core member?"

"You must first have the ability to defend your partners and expel evil threats. Although we are not talented, we will succeed as long as we work hard!"

These people are always full of fighting spirit and think there is nothing they can't do. This spirit is good, but not very efficient. No one can be successful at everything, there are bound to be good and bad. I have always tried to create opportunities to do what I am good at. I have never heard that I have to choose a path that is twice the result with less effort.

After questioning, these people are only responsible for transporting goods, disposing of garbage and other peripheral sundries, and they do not know anything about the manor. Through their words, Siegel can only make various speculations and cannot obtain more detailed information.

"Who is the core member of the town, I want to visit." Siegel's kind smile infected them, and several people told Siegel all the members of the Solidarity Association.

Not counting the number of people in the castle, there were originally more than 500 people in the town, but now there are only about 300 left. After many people became core members, in order to complete their glorious mission, they left their homes and went to the surrounding towns to publicize. One after another, many poor people came to Kaibu to become new members of the Solidarity Association. Most of them go into Shaq Manor for training, so the power of the Murder God is growing.

There are only six core members remaining in the town, four of which are knights living in the castle. Unless Siegel showed his noble title, it was impossible for an adventurer to enter the castle without being summoned.

After writing down the names and addresses of the other two, Siegel said goodbye to these new friends. He returned to the vicinity of Shaq Manor and found Naria who had completed his exploration.

"What are you doing here again?" The female mage was so busy with her work that she didn't even look back. She is trying to explore the alarm spell circle and seems to have found a way not to attract guards.

Siegel didn't have the mood to explain, but only by returning her safely to the inn could he be at ease. As dusk came, Naria, who had been busy all day, was dragging her tired body and desperately needed a good meal to ease her emotions.

The mage is in good condition, so I plan to go to the core members of the Solidarity Association to "dig up" some information. Although Jagger the dwarf had prepared a rich dinner, steaming and fragrant, Siegel had no appetite at all and left with a croissant and two grilled sausages in his handkerchief. Before he walked out of the range of the wind lamps in front of the inn, he saw the little boy Regis walking over with a backpack.

The mage sighed in his heart. Ruijes appeared too frequently and coincidentally. How could there be no problem?

"Master, we meet again. I'm here to find Jagger the dwarf to get the cheese money." Regis bowed deeply and said, "I haven't thanked you for saving your life yet."

"It happens that you can help me with something." Siegel said, "I'm full and want to go out for a walk. If there is any entertainment in this town, you just happened to take me there."

"No problem, wait for me a moment." The little boy ran into the hotel, and then quickly ran out. There was a bag in his back basket, and the copper plates in it collided with each other, making a rustling sound.

Siegel did not expect Anomen to follow him. He didn't say anything, just looked at the mage with serious eyes. Siegel shook his head, then nodded again, and waved at the priest, signaling him to go back in peace.

"Where can I drink and sleep peacefully?" Siegel patted Regis on the back of his neck, dabs his collar with his thumb. The mark of the servant of the **** of murder turned into two black dots of tears, and it seemed that he must have done something to raise the class. Poor boy, does he know what path he is on?

"You can drink and sleep in Jag's castle?" The boy asked, as if he didn't understand anything, tilting his head.

"There are only short dwarfs here. It's not interesting to watch." Siegel gently pushed Regis forward and said, "How can you be in the mood to drink without a beautiful woman?"

"Oh, it turned out to be going to that kind of place." Regis said, "Aren't you afraid of Naria or Sister Emmon getting angry?"

Probing and obtaining information, UU read www.uukanshu.com spy's work. This way of speaking is familiar to Siegel, as Janet often sets language traps to tempt Siegel to go wrong—especially in intimate moments when it's just the two of them. Siegel touched the boy's hair, his eyes were pitiful, and his tone was frivolous: "I don't need their consent to do what I want to do. How can the strong be managed by the weak, right?"

"That's right, sir, I can see the heroic appearance of you using fire rays to burn the bad guys. It's really handsome." The boy cheered only for himself, as if he was really happy for Siegel. "If only I could be like you, then I can protect my sister from harm. Can you teach me?"

If you make a request after touting, if you refuse at this time, you will feel a little guilty psychologically, and it will be difficult to say "no" to the next question. Janet once told Siegel these skills as a story, mainly to prevent him from being deceived and used by other nobles.

"Let's wait until you find a good place for me." Siegel avoided the question: "You have to put me in a good mood first, don't you?" (To be continued.)

PS: How many days are left for the holiday? Hahaha, don't forget to rest.