Su Wen's right hand, which was wrapped in bandages, paused.

"You guessed it right."

He said.

"Well, then let me guess again..." Donald carefully poured the wine in the bottle into the goblet, then gracefully held the cup seat, took a sip, and smiled, "What's the big deal this time? The spy of the orcs? The ancient ruins of the northern snowfield? Or a giant dragon entrenched in the mysterious valley?"

Su Wen frowned.

"I think it may be more serious than these..."

Indeed, perhaps the weight of the Death Mage is far less than that of the things that Donald said in a teasing tone, but compared to them far away in the sky, the former's direct impact on Trides City can be said to be countless times greater. Therefore, although Su Wen's purpose of coming here this time was not to try to make a fortune in those cheating side plots like before, his expression was more solemn than usual.

"Have you had any strange movements in the city recently, or suspicious people entering and leaving?"

"There are no 10,000 creatures entering and leaving Trides every day. Although each of them seems suspicious to me, I really don't have a suitable answer to this question." Donald put away his teasing and shook his head. "As for the movement, there have been several vicious attacks in the city recently, all of which were done by several vampires. Their identities have been locked in me... Well, I hope they can get out of here before annoying me. There is nothing else."

Su Wen was silent for a moment, then asked: "When I entered the city just now, I saw martial law and investigation at the city gate. It is said that a case of missing children appeared. What's going on?"

"Hey, I'm an intelligence businessman. Do you really think you can get information from me at will? I want to collect gold coins!"

Donald said dissatisfied.

"I'm so sorry, but I'm serious."

"Okay, it's not a big deal. Those cases happened between last night and today. They were initially concluded to be organized human trafficking cases. However, I have not received accurate information here. Even the girls of the soldiers and the Sword of Judgment will probably be useless even if they are tormenting - the missing young children have probably been transferred outside the city long ago, so they are beyond rescue."

"What about the number of people? How many missing young children are there?"

"13? Or 15, I can't remember it very clearly."

"It seems that I'm very likely to guess..." Su Wen suddenly smiled bitterly, his face looking very ugly: If he had a little luck before and was looking forward to the man in black robe who was killed by himself just pretending to be a psychopath of death, then he could almost conclude that in the case that happened last night and today, he could almost have concluded that an extremely dangerous conspiracy was born and grown in a dark corner in the city that even Donald had not discovered!

"Mr. Donald, do you still remember the number of 'resential babies' that must be found in the natural disaster of the undead?" Su Wen asked suddenly, "If I remember correctly, there are no more or less, exactly 13."

"Haha, what a joke, are you trying to tell me that someone in this city wants to launch a natural disaster in the undead?"

Donald was not as shocked as expected. He whined as if he heard a joke, then put the wine glass to his mouth and savored it in small mouthfuls.

Su Wen looked at Donald while tasting wine, hesitated for a moment, but still spoke.

"Maybe that's it. Today I met the Death Mage."

"puff!"

As expected, Donald squirted out a sip of red wine, wet a large piece of file in front of him, and a stronger smell of wine suddenly filled the air.

He quickly released an instant drying technique to the files. Donald turned around and stared at Su Wen with his eyes.

"are you serious?"

"Of course." Su Wen shrugged, "I thought that although your official official had not figured out everything, at least he had noticed some clues. It seemed that those death wizards were hiding better than I thought."

"Tell me the details."

Donald whispered, at this moment, he no longer had the smooth appearance he had just looked, and his temperament had changed drastically, and some unquestionable invisible majesty emanated from him - if the elemental pressure emitted from the disguiser's robe was just a simple energy release, then this majesty contained some mysterious advanced law, and which of the two was higher or lower, could be seen at a glance.

Su Wen seemed not to be affected by this invisible pressure. He thought about it and then quickly answered.

"Well... Just an hour ago, I was attacked in the sewer in the North City. Based on the situation at that time, I guess it should be an intermediate death wizard who took his servant by the way, and he planned to kill me if he thought he could eat me steadily, but I would have paid a price for it, that is the wound on my hand."

"Tell me which sewer entrance is the specific location."

“South side of Saint Laurent Square.”

Donald did not answer Su Wen again, but emitted a faint light curtain around him, and then began to mutter to himself as if silently. About ten seconds later, the light curtain gradually dissipated, and his "speaking to himself" also stopped.

"Someone will investigate soon."

Donald stared at Su Wen's palm and said.

"As for you, if you don't want to die, then quickly take the gauze apart and let me see it. I don't think the weapon in the hands of Death Mage or their servants would be an ordinary knife."

Su Wen was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a little scared - he had never thought of this layer before! If it weren't for Donald's reminder, Su Wen would probably have the gauze on his hand until the effect of the potion passed. If it were at that time, if something went wrong, it would probably be too late. You should know that in the information Su Wen learned, the Death Mages not only enjoyed torture people, but also mostly were good at poison and alchemy. Therefore, it was really easy for them to apply some poison to the servant's dagger.

Su Wen took off the bandage, but found that under the thick dark green ointment, the broken wound did not develop any lesions or deterioration, so he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

But after a few seconds, when he found that Donald's face gradually became less beautiful, he gradually became nervous again.

"how's it going?"

After a long time, Su Wen finally couldn't help but ask.

"You're almost dead."

It was a concise and powerful answer. Su Wen wanted to complain about something, but he still couldn't say it. After all, this kind of words came from Donald in a serious state, then he would probably be dead...

"Refined Mandala toxin, the extract of the '100-day Dead Soul Flower', a compound chronic poison with alchemy numbers DM31 and DM42, and more than ten terminally ill pathogens..." Donald said calmly, "I completely believe what you said. Except for those crazy death mages, no one will quench such a complex chronic poison on weapons. None of them can make you die in a short time, but as long as you have a long time, you will be worse than death - it will happen about three months later, during this time you can prepare for funerals."

"Well, I feel relieved when I hear you say this. There must be a solution."

"No, it is impossible to completely eradicate it - it is possible to cut off your hand within two minutes of being stabbed, but it is obviously too late now. Maybe it is almost the same to cut off your right half of your body." Donald shook his head, the unquestionable majesty in the room gradually disappeared, but he still had a tight face, "In short, if you want to survive, you will probably only be able to live in regular baptisms of the Holy Light for the next half of your life, and you will also have to take a lot of expensive inhibitory agents. Even so, you still have to endure great physical pain from time to time. I am not joking with you."

This is really bad news.

Su Wen continued to smile bitterly. He finally understood one thing deeply: no matter when, don't have the illusion that the system has become conscientious! The valuable elf wrist guards are indeed tempting, but compared with the current price, Su Wen would rather pay double or even triple points to give up the mouse-catching task than to live the tragic life Donald said in the future.

Su Wen was really amazed by such a system that deceived the host.

"Of course, you have a second way to go."

Just when Su Wen was in great pain, Donald paused and continued.

"That is to become a magician-level existence, and then element your body, so that you can naturally avoid any troubles of toxins... But this is a bit far away for you. Even I can't easily do the elementalization of body, and it's probably even harder for you, like a pseudogenius. Tsk, what a poor child, your life will not be so easy in the future."

"...at least it means I'm still saved."

Su Wen said helplessly.

"It's great to have this optimistic attitude. I hope you can keep it up, especially when you're tortured by toxins." Donald looked at Su Wen with pity, "But no matter what, those disgusting death wizards are really hidden than mice in the sewer. If you hadn't been inexplicably running into the sewer and hitting them, you really don't know which step they could complete. Although I'm here, the undead natural disaster will not be able to be released successfully, that feeling will definitely be more uncomfortable than eating a few flies - well, I mean, don't stare at me so pitifully, I will pay you well."

After saying that, a milky white light suddenly burst out from Donald's eyes, and his body also floated up and floated in mid-air.

“I will bless you in the name of the Holy Light.”

"Hey? Wait!" Su Wen was dizzy by the strong light and shouted in confusion, "Are you not a magician? Why did you suddenly play the tricks of the Church of Light?"

"Idiot, who do you think is the only red-robed lieutenant in Trides City?"

Donald said sacredly and solemnly.

...

Su Wen was silent for a moment.
Chapter completed!