The captain of the land boat looked at Kismet and asked the question he had always wanted to know.
"In this long-lasting agreement, I know what I want, what they want, and what Knuss wants, but I have never been clear about what you want."
"Don't be nervous. I don't need any resources. All I want is a wonderful story. You know, music without ups and downs is not good."
Wilde did not believe him easily.
"Although land sailing is only active in the Western Continent, it has also carried travelers from all over the world. I have heard your name from their mouths. It is always accompanied by death."
Kismet tilted his head, showing a helpless look, "There is no other way, probably because I am always accompanied by separation and loneliness. This is the main theme of my destiny."
Aruba looked at Kismet in front of him and twitched his eyebrows. He always felt that this man spoke strangely.
He decided to change the subject, "What's Gortha doing with that half-elf?"
"How would I know such a thing? It's not a tryst with my lover."
Wilde looked at Kismet, not quite believing what this guy said.
Sure enough, Kismet added, "But since he met the half-elf, he changed from majoring in light attributes to majoring in dark attributes."
Wilde narrowed his eyes, "You mean, that half-elf is related to Gortha's plan to resurrect Yura?"
Aruba clenched his fists, "Then isn't she much more important than that little apprentice? Can we control that half-elf?"
As soon as Aruba finished speaking, he saw Kismet and Wilde look at him with complicated expressions at the same time.
Wilde simply ignored Aruba's question, "Can we pull that half-elf over?"
Kismet shrugged, "You may not be able to afford it."
"The big price will naturally be paid by those who benefit the most." Wilde smiled, and the stubble on his face trembled with his muscles. "You showed up specially today, didn't you just come to help us connect the dots?"
Kismet wiped the strings, lowered his head and smiled, "I was just passing by."
…
After Kismet left, Wilde thought about the news he had just received about the half-elf.
Aruba, who didn't dare to say anything just now, took a step forward and lowered his voice and said: "Is this Kismet...reliable? Could he be from over there?"
Wilde shook his head, "No, he also contributed a lot to the tripartite agreement."
"Didn't you say he doesn't want anything? Then what does he want?"
"I don't know. It is rumored that wherever this guy appears, there will always be large-scale deaths. I guess that all his actions may be to advance to the third level wizard."
"Level 3?" Aruba suddenly felt bitter in his mouth.
All the ambition and contentment I had as a teenager were smoothed away by the difficulties of advancing to the next level.
Everyone in the kingdom is proud of him, but little does he know that Aruba will always feel anxious when he looks at these real geniuses around him.
Especially this inexplicable failure to advance to the next level hit him hard.
Running from Kenas to land and boating, in addition to healing, it also means to relax.
Especially since he was injured, he always had nightmares every night.
He dreamed that he had been playing the piano, and his fingers were bleeding and the skin and flesh were separated, but he couldn't stop.
Finally, he looked down and found that the piano he was playing was clearly his own ribs!
Anxiety appeared on Aruba's face again. He hurriedly said goodbye to Wilde and left the deck, perhaps to find another woman to vent his anger to.
Wilde glanced at Aruba's back with disdain, exhaled through his nose, and snorted softly.
After another moment, he suddenly said, "Can you see the color of Kismet's emotions?"
A jelly-like creature that looked like a chameleon suddenly appeared on Wilde's shoulder.
It was now fluorescent green, and its only eye was spinning.
After hearing Wilde's question, it didn't make any sound, but turned its head and stared straight into Wilde's eyes.
Without saying a word, Wilde inserted his hand into his eye socket, dug out his own eyeball, and threw the eyeball connected to the blood vessels and fascia into the open and waiting mouth of the strange creature.
That's his companion goblin.
Wilde named it glowing dragon.
The name is very grand, but it's a pity that Yinglong is just a weak little goblin with strange tastes and some special powers.
The companion goblin named Glowing Dragon swallowed Wilde's freshly baked eyes into its belly without even chewing them.
So Wilde watched his left eye rise and fall in the translucent body of the fluorescent dragon, gradually dyeing the fluorescent green into maroon.
Like a swamp filled with rotting, moldy corpses.
Satisfied, the glowing dragon finally no longer stared at Wilde's other eye, but opened its mouth wide and chirped loudly.
"Quack——"
Only Wilde himself could hear the sound.
"Is he excited?" Wilde touched his beard-covered chin, which fell obediently in his hands. "Every time I see Kismet getting excited, it will be accompanied by a large number of deaths... Could it be that this time? Is the curse of Bloody Town also related to him?"
…
Since being ambushed by Caddis who was sailing on land, Thor has closed the door of Black Castle tightly and gathered the devil's vine from the forest back to the castle.
Dark green vines broke out from the ground and wrapped around the black castle, just like a giant snake wrapping around a slender man.
The Black Castle wails silently in the eternally dark forest. Whenever anyone passes by the mountain, they will feel dizzy.
This caused the terrifying legend of Black Castle to spread throughout Mobei City again.
Such a look of full vigilance naturally attracted the attention of allies.
So, just two days later, Brie came to visit again.
This time he did not drive a carriage, but rode a tall brown war horse and ran all the way to the Black Castle.
Unfortunately, when he came to the gate of the Black Castle and revealed his identity, all he got was the echo of rustling leaves and the cold wind swirling in front of the door.
"Lord Thor?" Bree controlled the war horse beneath him to make it less nervous, and called out to the temporary master of the Black Castle again.
After a long time, he heard the door of the Black Castle open.
Bree breathed a sigh of relief, quickly dismounted, and stepped up to the porch steps.
But when he saw the situation inside the door, the cold air he had just breathed out was suddenly sucked back.
"Thor? I saw signs of fighting in the woods. Are you okay?"
Behind the gate of the Black Castle, Thor's figure did not appear, but dark green vines densely covered like a swarm of pythons.
Thor let the devil's vine completely seal the door!
"Is Mr. Bree a little disappointed to see that I'm fine?"
Thor's hoarse voice came from behind the twisted vines.
Bree's face turned serious, "Thor, if you have any questions about me, you can just ask me directly. I don't know what happened to you, but as the liaison between the Principality of Kema and the Wizard Tower, I will be responsible for all my questions." Behave responsibly. I also hope you can give me a chance to explain. If you are really worried, I can help you inform other wizards in the kingdom and even Grand Duke Kira."
There was silence inside the gate for a moment.
Bree added, "Or I can notify the Wizard Tower directly."
Thor's hoarse voice sounded again, "No need, the new owner of Black Castle will come soon. Before that, I won't see anyone or say anything. You go."
Bree was helpless. He knew that Sol might be doubting him now, but if the other party refused to communicate, he would have no chance to clarify for himself.
He took a step back and retreated to the bottom of the steps.
"I understand. But I hope that when the new owner of Black Castle arrives, you can give me a chance to explain. We each represent the Wizard Tower and the Principality of Kema. I hope that the misunderstanding between us will not affect the relationship between the two parties. relationship, that would make the real enemy proud."
Thor didn't respond, and even the door to Black Castle slammed shut.
Bree took a step back worriedly and turned to leave.
However, just as he turned around, when a fallen leaf was carried by the wind and swept past the corner of his lips, Bree's lips suddenly curled up a few degrees.
But when the leaves flew by, the curvature of the corners of his mouth disappeared.
"Okay." Brie thought to herself, "The mark has been planted, and we can start the next step."
At the same time, Thor in the Black Castle also turned around and showed an interesting smile.
"It's certain," Thor thought to himself, "Brie and Caddis are in a group, and we're just waiting for their next move."
The two of them turned their backs to the gate of the Black Castle and headed in different directions.
