"Tell me, what's wrong with you?"

In a quiet cafe, the two sat opposite each other in a corner.

Lance looked at Trillite with interest. This guy's observation ability was undoubtedly very outstanding. When he fled the Black Tower with Old Miller, the members of the left-behind Eastern Parliament did not find him. Only Trillite not only discovered him, but also found himself based on some clues.

Just this observation is not simple.

"Mr. Lance, I admire your abilities very much. In fact, I have an offer, I hope we can cooperate." Trillit lowered his head shyly, fiddling with the coffee spoon in his hand.

"Cooperating content?" Lance became even more curious.

Trillet's identity is part of the wizard reconnaissance unit [Nightingale] directly under the Eastern Parliament. At most, the grandson of the designer of the Black Tower was, and Lance could not imagine any intersection between the two sides.

Trillette paused, lowered his voice and said, "I know there is a place with amazing treasures."

Lance frowned, but did not speak, signaling Trillite to continue talking.

Seeing that Lance had no reaction, Trillite couldn't help but feel a little nervous:

"Mr. Lance, you may think I'm boasting, but that's not the case. My grandfather was not only the designer of the Black Tower, but also the leading designer of the mountain city at that time. Moreover, he had another important identity. He also designed some other very... very important, but secret buildings. These buildings are spread all over every corner of the mountain city, and there is a place where there is a heart-warming treasure."

Lance shook his head and said, "I still didn't realize why you were looking for me. Sorry, I don't think your proposal is attractive at all."

Trillite was anxious: "Mr. Lance, are you not interested in treasure at all? Or you are rich enough to rival a country, but some things are not something that can be bought with wealth."

Lance shook his eyebrows and said with interest: "Unless you reveal some of the so-called [treasure] content, I will not cooperate with you. I cannot inexplicably participate in a completely unknowable plan, not to mention that your words are so powerless and poor."

Lance is also speaking. At this stage, he is indeed not interested in treasures or something.

He is not short of knowledge or wealth. The only thing he lacks is accumulation. In addition to witchcraft, he can also increase his strength in other ways - such as opening sub-chips, producing constructs, and even improving his authority in the greystone tower by completing the tasks set by Master William, thereby obtaining more powerful constructs.

Regarding the treasure that Trillit said, it is really hard for him to cheer up.

Since this kid is here to look for him, he must have fallen in love with the shuttle ability that Lance showed tonight. Maybe the place where Trillit is talking about is a forbidden magic field.

Although Lance is not as afraid as other wizards, he will never regard it as a joke. Although he has a sub-chip protection, it is very terrifying for any wizard to be deprived of his witchcraft ability, and Lance is no exception.

Idiots know that if Trillett could get the so-called treasure, he would never come to Lance for help.

So that treasure must be very troublesome, at least Trillite can't handle it - maybe he has to have some connection with the Forbidden Magic Field, so Lance has no motivation to listen to him continue.

Seeing that Lance was a little impatient, Trillite suddenly became extremely anxious.

But he hesitated, although he was very anxious, but he refused to reveal the content of the treasure to Lance first.

In this regard, his attitude was clear. Unless Lance agreed to cooperate with him and explore the treasure, he would not be able to reveal even a little information to outsiders.

"Think about it again." Trillit said with a blushing face: "I really need your help, and after things are done, you will also gain a lot of wealth - believe me, this treasure will really not disappoint you."

Lance sighed, finished the coffee in the cup, and quickly stood up:

"I'm sorry, but your words really can't impress me."

"My awe of a treasure that knows nothing is greater than greed, so, goodbye. Mr. Trillit."

After saying that, he strode away from the cafe, leaving Trillett alone sitting there in a daze.

...

"What a rash guy."

After walking out of the cafe, Lance couldn't help but mutter.

Walking down the wide main road, he quickly merged into the crowd. Soon, he took advantage of the night to leave the mountain city.

Lance originally thought that when Trillett came to find him, something interesting might happen - such as bringing some information from the Eastern Parliament; and some important and interesting things about him, but unfortunately they were a boring "treasure".

Speaking of which, if you really want to find treasure, Lance still has a ready-made place.

"The southern mine is built in a vast area east of the Marceline defense line, with the Hot Spring Valley just southeast of the mountain city."

Lance looked up the map Mark Forty-Seven gave him, and without hesitation he injected magic into the azure comet.

If he was a little hesitant before, then his intentions are now clear: He had Tolyan's warrant on hand - although it was temporary and could only take effect within one month, but it was much better than not.

You know, with this warrant, what he can do is not just as simple as purchasing grain and steel "carefully".

Under the night, a blue light flashed across the sky and flew to the southeast from afar.

...

In the mountain city, the wooden door was pushed open in a broken hut.

A one-eyed old man walked out of it.

This property was purchased before he was detained in the Black Tower. It was later confiscated by the Eastern Parliament and became someone's private property. It was then rented out to some people who could afford the rent.

Although I didn't plan to find my things from that time here, once I saw this place with my own eyes, I still feel a little regretful.

Under the night, Old Miller put on a wizard hat on himself - he hadn't worn this thing for many years, and after putting it on, he was still a little uncomfortable.

“Where should I go next?”

Before the owner of this house returned, he left the hut and came to the streets of the mountain city.

In the area where mortals are active, although it is already night, the streets are still very lively. News of the Black Tower incident was perfectly blocked, and ordinary residents had no idea what was going on.

Old Miller was walking aimlessly on the street alone, and he might not know where to go. But after tonight, he must leave the mountain city.

When the Eastern Parliament resolves the Great Demons, these prisoners will definitely be reincarcerated.

This is undoubtedly.

The old man sighed boredly and finally decided to leave the city first.

He walked along the street and walked to the time when he was only half a street away from the city gate. A man's face suddenly flashed in front of him.

It was a man about six feet three in height. His skin was very white, and he even looked a little sickly. He had three servants beside him, and the three of them were very flattering. He seemed to be trying his best to please the man.

When he first saw this man, the old face under the wizard's hat was twisted together!

"How is this... possible!?"

The man said something to a servant, who immediately ran out from a distance and pulled over a luxurious carriage.

Although Old Miller only had one eye, his vision was not bad. He could tell at a glance that the carriage was not empty.

"It was a young girl, and she was in a coma."

He closed his eyes and a scene appeared in his mind - none of this was fiction, but originated from his super-strong perception of mental power.

He showed extraordinary intuition in front of Lance many times, and was willing to be extraordinary in this regard.

He held back his emotions and observed everything silently.

The crowds around him were gathering, and he lowered his hat brim again and again.

Soon, the man took three servants and got on the carriage and left the city gate.

As soon as the guards of the city gate saw the family badge representing a big man in the Eastern Parliament, they immediately dispelled their interest in censorship and let the carriage go away.

Old Miller took a deep breath, quickly left the city, and followed him from afar.

He was very curious about why the person he killed with his own hands five years ago appeared in this city as it was five years later.

If that big man really has the ability to resurrect him from the dead, then he wouldn't mind killing him again.

And this time, he will definitely do it more thoroughly.

In the luxurious carriage, the pale man was holding a girl who was only about thirteen or fourteen years old, and his eyes were filled with lust and evil.

"Young Master, where are we going?" asked a servant in a flattering manner.

"No, of course I went to [Hot Spring Valley] to find my father. He made a lot of good things for me there, and I have to go and receive them smoothly."

The man laughed and said, "I heard that the fruits in the hands of those weird people can improve human abilities after eating them. I wonder if I can keep them in front of women for a longer time..."

The attendants immediately echoed, and there was a slight laughter on the carriage.

...

In the southern mining area, Lance landed slowly.

The Eastern Parliament obviously attaches great importance to this mining area, and many corners on the edge of the area have alert instruments for evil creatures.

After Lance got off the magic carpet, he walked in from the formal entrance openly.

After seeing the Speaker's order for the birth of Lance, the second-level wizard guarding the entrance immediately let him in without saying a word, and did not even dare to ask about his identity.

Such treatment also made Lance feel very happy, and what made him even more satisfied was that before he could speak, the latter took the initiative to present a map of the mining area.
Chapter completed!