"He didn't even dare to kill you directly, so how could he attack your father and even let you notice?"
Yarrow had to point this out.
If he continues to follow the deception, Ian will definitely make a fuss, and the so-called grounding will naturally not stop him.
But if he really wants to rush out, this matter will not end well.
"But...but! What on earth is he going to do!" Ian pulled his hair, looking particularly irritable.
Once the seeds of doubt are planted, they take root.
What's more, Ian is already hostile to Morton.
"No!" Ian raised his head sharply, stood up and walked out of the house: "I want to ask him face to face!"
precisely!
Yaro knocked on the shredded paper on the table: "Just like the armor thing, he doesn't admit it, what can you do?"
Ian paused and blurted out: "Then what do you think we should do!"
Yaro frowned, pondered for a while and said: "First of all, you can't come forward. If you come forward, it might arouse his vigilance. If he hides some key information, it will be difficult for us to find it. It’s the truth.”
us?
Ian turned his head and said with surprise: "Yaro, are you willing to help me?"
"Don't call me Yaro, call me Yue!"
Yaro retorted, then chuckled: "You are my creditor, and I am still waiting for you to find traces of high-value monsters."
"Don't worry, Yaro, I will definitely take this matter to heart!"
After Ian finished swearing, he walked back a few steps and asked anxiously: "Yaro, what are you going to do?"
"'Yue' is going to find out the situation first. We can't frame people for no reason." Yaro rolled his eyes and revealed his true purpose.
"How to check?" Ian asked quickly.
Yaluo Tuqian saw: "Tell me what you know about Morton's abnormality."
…
The weather in the dark plain changes at a moment's notice. It was still sunny when we arrived, but when Yaro walked out of the door, it was already drizzling outside.
The ground was wet with rain, showing a deep black color. Drops of crystal water rolled into the depressions and gathered into a small clear puddle.
Snap!
The shiny black leather boots walked at a mechanical pace, stepping calmly through the puddles. Before the puddles could splash away, they were pulled back by an invisible force.
The clean puddle turned dark brown, turbid and sticky, like blood stains on leather armor.
But soon, a roll of brightly colored carpet covered the small puddle.
"Mr. Yue, please get in the car."
The coachman in a raincoat opened his umbrella respectfully.
Yarrow was not surprised. Morton had said before that he would leave the carriage outside.
The decoration was still simple but not crude, and Yaro sat in his previous position again.
With a slight sway, the carriage set off again.
The driver's driving skills were very high, and he was still driving smoothly even on waterlogged roads.
Yaro leaned against the fur sofa of an unknown beast, listening to the patter of rain, and sorting out his harvest.
The gain here is not material, but the various information obtained.
Basically it can be divided into three parts.
First: There are six locations and specific routes where monsters are found, as well as issues that need to be paid attention to along the way.
Although the road is twisty and winding, as if it takes a lot of extra distance, it contains the wisdom of countless generations of the Ian family to survive.
Second: The design ideas of the wind armor, as well as some intact pieces of paper in the design drawings.
Since Yaro already had experience in designing and manufacturing the Demon Phoenix Armor, and had Ian's careful explanation, Yaro was confident of making a simple version even if some of the paper was missing.
That is to say, there is no need for 'demon stone bone powder', and there is no knowledge of puppets so it cannot be constructed as an 'automatic combat' structure.
The cost is about 500 magic stones. If you take into account the possible waste of materials in the first production, you need to prepare at least 600 magic stones.
Although it is indeed cheaper than the one made by Ian, it is still not what Yaluo can count on now.
Third: Morton’s activity trajectory.
There are five ghost orchid pastoral areas. Similar to land rotation, Morton will drive the ghost orchid to one of the pastoral areas between three and six months based on the fertility of the soil in different pastoral areas.
The ghost orchid outside Crocodile Valley was recently driven away.
Normally, Morton would live in the corresponding residence in the pastoral area to study and meditate.
Other than that, his life is very free and unrestrained. He often attends various gatherings, is generous with money, likes to 'make friends', and likes to 'help' the weak.
In Ian's understanding, this was a plan to raise private soldiers for evil purposes, but Yaro knew that this might be the source of human sacrifice.
There are gatherings from time to time, but without a special relationship, it is impossible to know the specific time and place, and it is difficult to get in.
But as Morton's 'good' brother, Ian still knows one detail.
Every time the Ghost Orchid changed its pastoral area, Morton would take the time to go to the market in the Dark Plains.
According to Morton, this is a magic potion to replenish nutrients for the ghost orchid, but it will also bring back some 'friends' who are 'tired of killing', and then Morton will personally 'send' them away.
Well, Ian didn't know exactly where those people left. In any case, they were never seen again.
I don't know if it was because he knew that Morton was doing human sacrifice, but Yaro was very confused as to why so many people fell for such a clumsy lie.
How many years has it been since Morton took over Ghost Garden?
Five years!
How many people can be 'sent' away from the market in five years?
Could it be that they all have no interpersonal relationships in the dark plain?
Hasn't anyone ever doubted why there is no trace of the person who was sent away by Morton?
Yaro was thinking about Morton's question when he suddenly smelled a faint fragrance on the tip of his nose.
It is pure and mellow, like the fragrance of flowers but not showy, like the scent of musk but not enchanting, just like the upright and peaceful Clivia, isolated in the world, but still gentle to others.
Even when you get along with it, you feel like you are far away from the turbulent world. Your brain is clear and translucent, and it is so refreshing that it is intoxicating.
Inexplicably, Yaluo suddenly thought of Morton and that face filled with a gentle smile.
"It seems like the perfume that Brother Morton sprays? I don't know if it's bought from outside or made by myself. It smells really good!"
"Brother Morton is very good-looking and knows how to dress up. He must be liked by many girls, right?"
Leaning back on the soft and comfortable leather chair, savoring the thin fragrance in the air, listening to the sound of rain dripping on the edge of the car...
Yaro's consciousness was flying, and he seemed to be sleeping and waking up, as if a heavy burden had been lifted.
(End of chapter)
