Chapter 253

Hearing the boss's words, Fang Hao's eyes narrowed instantly.

The dead in the north.

Isn't that still yourself!

He set up a fortress in the middle of prur, so as not to interfere with each other.

I've done enough by myself. What the hell is this Cyril doing? He has to fight himself.

"Because of what? Cyril's brain is out of sorts." Fang Hao directly said the name of the city Lord and scolded.

This sound made the landlady and others look nervous for a moment. When they found that there was no other person, they were relieved.

Even behind their backs, they dare not scold the current city Lord.

"Where do we know, but a lot of people came to the city yesterday. It may have something to do with it."

"What kind of person?"

"They are very similar to those who wore hoods in broad daylight last time. They look like cultists one by one." Said the landlady.

Blood clan!

Fang Hao knew that the evil believers in the boss's wife's mouth were those with light blood.

Although they can walk in the sun, they have begun to hate the sun and cover their bodies with huge hoods all day.

The blood clan has arranged scouts to investigate themselves because of Giovanni.

But what does this have to do with the city of prur, and what role does Cyril play?

"Are you serious about what you said last time?" The landlady suddenly turned around and looked straight at herself.

"Ah? What?" Fang Hao's thoughts were interrupted.

"I can't open the tavern anymore. Go and help you." The landlady's expression was a little bitter.

After operating for so many years, I didn't expect that there would be a day when it couldn't go on.

"Yes." Fang Hao's shop in lisisis city is preparing people. She is a good candidate.

"I have more people." The landlady looked at the bartender and the back kitchen.

When the bartenders saw Fang Hao's eyes, they bowed respectfully.

"You can come together." Fang Hao nodded.

Everyone is happy.

Fang Hao is a rich second generation. If they hold this thigh, they won't worry about the business of the tavern.

Fang Hao sent them money anyway.

Just when everyone, including the landlady, was relieved, Fang Hao spoke again.

"But as a leader, I need you to sign a slave contract with me to make sure you don't betray me."

This.

The smile of the landlady and the bartender converged in an instant.

They've seen slave contracts. When slave traders sell slaves, they give them contracts.

To ensure that the slave did not do anything to hurt the master.

Similarly, if you sign, you need to listen to the other party, even if you are asked to do something against your will.

"Are you serious? I just went to help you run the shop." The landlady said in surprise.

If you go to work, you need to sign a slave contract.

This is true, a little too much.

"No way, I need someone I trust completely." Fang Hao said helplessly.

His secret can't be revealed, especially the faceless hut under the tavern was found yesterday.

He should be more careful.

"Well, it seems that we can't cooperate." The landlady said with a bitter smile.

Fang Hao was rejected.

She doesn't want to sell herself because of this.

Similarly, I guessed Fang Hao's words in my heart.

Fang Hao is a rich second generation. The family should have strict rules.

Nobles always have some strange rules that they don't seem to understand.

"It doesn't matter. Even if we can't cooperate, we are also friends. If you have any difficulties, you can come to me." Fang Hao smiled and said.

"Yes."

After drinking the beer in the glass, Fang Hao left the tavern with Anja.

Return to the shop, take all the maids and soldiers, close the shop directly and return to the territory together.

Returning to the territory, the sky was already dark.

After the dinner prepared by Yi'er, Fang Hao sent the sample clothes to the tailor's.

Rebecca is very satisfied with the sample clothes. Some minor modifications can be added during the production of the finished products.

The goldsmith is also making matching jewelry.

Everything has been explained, so there is nothing wrong with Fang Hao.

Just wait until the finished product comes out and give it to Rebecca.

……

The next morning.

After breakfast, Fang Hao, Anja and dimitega rode on the bone dragon.

In the back, there were ten bone dragons, full of skeleton trolls and wasteland grave guards, rushed up the clouds and headed south.

Today they are going to the map [mountain bunker] obtained by Fang Haoxin.

The name of the bunker sounds bigger than any cave or cave.

Looking forward to giving yourself something awesome.

Above the clouds.

Don't worry about the villages and towns below, and go straight to the bunker with the shortest distance.

According to the map, the mountain bunker is located east of the middle of prur and LISIS.

Two hours away.

The brigade had reached the top of the deserted mountain.

The bone dragon reduces its height and gradually approaches the target point.

Some traces of stone brick buildings can be seen.

As we move on.

Fang Hao also saw the target point this time, [mountain bunker].

It can even be said that this bunker is not difficult to find. There is a huge downward entrance between the rocks.

In front of the entrance, you can see a pile of white bones, residual blood, and a huge iron pot stewing food.

But there were no creatures.

The bone dragon fell in front of the entrance, and Fang Hao all turned over and jumped off the bone dragon.

"What creature uses such a big pot." Anja asked.

I didn't pay much attention in the air. After landing, I found that the iron pot was huge.

Anja's height is only half that of the iron pot.

"Just go down and have a look. Those guys should live here." Fang Hao looked deep into the entrance.

The stone steps at the entrance are always downward, and the mountain walls on both sides are cut and leveled.

It's also a good place to live.

"Dimitega's team is under your command. ANGA, we're both behind." Fang Hao said and released a [frost Armor] for himself.

Due to the distance problem, Fang Hao did not show his presence.

Coming here in person reduces the consumption of mental power, but it also faces life danger.

"Good Lord." Dimitega nodded and continued to say to the skeleton soldiers beside him: "the skeleton troll is standing in the front row, and the wasteland grave guard is standing behind, ready to enter the cave."

WOW!!

The adjusted skeletons began to enter the cave step by step.

With the deepening of the team, noctilucent stone wall lamps with soft light began to appear on both sides of the cave.

Light up the whole corridor.

Hoo! Hulu!!

Not far away, there was a snore like thunder.

On a platform in front, a tall Troll was lying on the animal skin blanket and sleeping.

With snoring, snot bubbles keep getting bigger and smaller.

[Cyclops (level 8)].

Dimitega made a gesture to stop moving forward, and the skeleton team stopped in an instant, like a clay sculpture.

Dimitega drew out the long sword around his waist and slowly approached the sleeping troll.