As if seeing what Lance was thinking, Old Miller silently took out the yellowed picture from his eye mask and threw it gently on the table.

Lance smeared the picture and put it in his palm and looked at it for a while.

He was an innocent and cute girl. Even though this photo was so old, he could still vaguely see a trace of the beauty's embryo.

"She smiled happily."

Lance returned the photo and looked at Old Miller: "What do I need to do?"

He knew that Old Miller found him, it was definitely not as simple as telling the bitterness and reminiscence.

The relationship between the two parties is actually quite special, but I lived in a prison in the Black Tower.

The only cooperation was that Miller, the old man cooperated with Lance to attract the attention of the great demon, who took the opportunity to cut off one of Solomon's fingers; and in return, Lance led him to escape from prison successfully.

Apart from that, the two sides seem to have no deeper friendship.

Although it was surprising that Lance was able to meet in the Hot Spring Valley, since Old Miller told him all these things, he must have other plans.

Old Miller smiled softly: "To be honest, you are simply shrewd and indifferent. How old are you? Twenty or twenty-one?"

Lance said quietly: "This is not important, what matters is what you are going to say next."

The old man nodded: "Indeed, I need your help in something."

"If you kill someone, you shouldn't need me?" Lance narrowed his eyes. "If Hunter doesn't pay attention, it's easy for you to kill that Richardson; if Hunter alerts, then it's useless even if I add me."

"That's true." Old Miller said frankly: "If you kill someone, I can do it alone. But the next thing I want to say must be with your power."

"Of course, I won't let you work for nothing, because this is a mutually beneficial thing in itself."

"You came to Hot Spring Valley, aren't you here to visit?"

In the last sentence, Old Miller's voice became erratic. To outsiders, it was a completely unsound sentence, but it was steadily transmitted to Lance's ears.

Lance looked moved and said nothing.

Old Miller gave a look, and the two stood up from the table and entered the hotel room.

A team of people soon rushed into the hall. These people were all wearing robes with some kind of lion badge.

"We are Lord Hunter's guard. Lord Hunter's son was attacked by a wild wizard in the southern mining area, and we are responsible for the detailed search of the area."

The man in the lead said arrogantly.

...

Half an hour later, the guard left without any knowledge.

In the corner of the hotel lobby, two ghostly shadows appeared in the shadow again.

"Why have to talk about things in the hall?" Lance said in confusion: "Or do you think this is more interesting?"

Old Miller shook his head and said, "I made an appointment with someone else. You can't help me with this matter alone."

Lance was a little curious: "What the hell is it?"

Old Miller said mysteriously: "You are wandering around the Hot Spring Valley. Must be for the legendary Drew fruits, right?"

Lance was told to the point, but he didn't deny it, just nodded slightly.

It is difficult and unnecessary to try to hide something easily seen in front of him.

"Then our purpose is the same." Old Miller smiled: "Because the place I want you to go is the green wonderland of the Drews!"

Before he finished speaking, a young face came in outside the door of the hot spring hotel.

The man immediately showed joy when he saw Old Miller, and he walked over quickly:

"Mr. Miller..."

"Ah? Mr. Lance?"

Lance looked at the young man in front of him in amazement. This guy was actually Trillite, who had had several faces with him before!

On the night after leaving the mountain city, Trillitt pulled himself and said he wanted to cooperate and explore a treasure together; however, this matter was directly rejected by Lance, who had no interest in the treasure.

I didn't expect that I met again in this place.

"The other person you mentioned is him?" Lance was a little puzzled.

How did this member of the Nightingale team hook up with an old prisoner like Old Miller in the Black Tower?

"Of course." Old Miller said: "How can you do if you don't have a descendant of the Drew as a guide?"

"Okay, now that we have all the people, let's go to the room and say."

...

In the quiet room, a few candles illuminate the entire room.

Two sound insulation barriers that were only three feet apart were tightly arranged by Old Miller.

"Now we talk. There is no need to worry about being eavesdropped, unless the eavesdropping person is a third-level wizard. However, third-level wizards are generally not that boring."

Old Miller sat on the table first.

Trillite and Lance also calmed down from surprise and took their seats.

Under Old Miller's explanation, Lance finally understood the causes and consequences.

Old Miller and Trillite turned out to be old acquaintances. Even his daughter had a good relationship with Trillite. After leaving Black Tower this time, Old Miller did not intend to find the people he had made before, but Richardson's appearance made him very anxious. After careful consideration, he finally found Trillite.

Because he knew Trillit very well, and from Trillit's mouth, he also confirmed some of his previous thoughts-

About the mysterious fruits of the Drews, the agreement of the Eastern Parliament, and the resurrection of Richardson.

"Just say that. I'm sorry for hiding some things before, but if you don't participate in the cooperation, I can't reveal this information to you. I hope you can understand." Trillet scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "Actually, the treasure I mentioned to you before is the [Seven Sisters of the God Realm] hidden in the green fairyland of the Drews."

Lance was a little depressed.

He didn't expect that the treasure that Trillet mysteriously talked about was the same goal as him!

But he also noticed that Old Miller clearly stated that Trillit was a descendant of the Drew, but the latter did not regard himself as a Drew in his words and sentences.

"Maybe you will find it strange that since I am a descendant of the Drews, why should I seek the treasures of my tribe? In fact, it is also very simple, because I am not pure blood."

Trillite smiled bitterly and said, "My grandpa is Drew, but grandma is not. My father has one-half of Drew blood. When I come to me, only one-quarter of it is left."

"The Drews value the purity of bloodlines. They expelled my grandfather from the clan, and even my father could not get the recognition of the Drews, let alone me. So I always felt that I had nothing to do with the Drews except blood."

Because of the Drew theory of bloodline, Trillitt was not recognized and could only live in the mountain city as a human being.

Originally, he didn't want to have any interaction with the Drews in this life. But his life was unwilling to go as expected. Just half a year ago, Trillite's father, also a captain of the Nightingale's troops, was severely damaged in the battle with the demons.

If you are seriously injured, as long as you don’t hurt your life, you can use witchcraft or medical skills to treat it.

But at this time, Trillite's father's Drew blood seemed to be stimulated and began to expand in his body frantically.

Because the Drews and ordinary humans still have many differences in bloodlines, the witchcraft and medical skills that were originally effective for his body suddenly lost their effect.

Without the support of witchcraft, Trillite's father was naturally seriously injured and could not heal. If it weren't for the Drew's physique, he would have died long ago.

Even so, after barely delaying for half a year, his father also came to the brink of life and death.

Trillite tried to ask for help from the Drews in the Green Fairyland, because only a single herb in the Green Fairyland could suppress the Drews in his father's body, thereby allowing witchcraft and medical skills to re-exert their effect.

But the arrogant and mysterious Drews did not respond to his request at all. These weirdos probably thought that a inferior mixed-race was not worthy of their rescue, and in the end, Trillite returned disappointed.

He failed, but he did not give up. Because he knew that once he gave up, his father would leave him forever.

He began to think wildly about another way to enter the [Emerald Wonderland].

Anzura Trail.

This is his only hope.

He began to try to read the information left by his grandfather after his death - the wolf spider and crystal ball left in the black tower were also discovered at this time.

Finally he found the Anzura Trail, but the trail was not a smooth road. He found that there were many difficulties and obstacles on the road that he could not deal with alone.

In desperation, he could only find a way to use treasures as a promise and start to recruit suitable characters everywhere.

But the first time he came forward to negotiate with someone, he failed.

Because Lance decisively rejected him.

This hit him a big blow, and he was stunned at home for several days. As his father became weaker day by day, he felt very painful.

At this moment, Old Miller appeared in front of him.

After the two sides talked for a while, Old Miller confirmed his guess, and Trillie also received the guarantee that Old Miller would help.

As for encountering Lance, it was completely unexpected for Old Miller.

"But if you can join, your confidence in things will improve a lot." Old Miller said: "Look, the goals of the three of us are actually consistent and not conflicting."

"Trillett just enters the Green Fairyland, and your target is the Anzura fruit and the Seven Sisters of the God Realm. Although I am also interested in the Seven Sisters of the God Realm, I only need some scraps."

Lance frowned and suddenly asked:

"You have said so much, but haven't told me, what is the [Seven Sisters of the God Realm]?"
Chapter completed!