Chapter 771

The surging wind brings the unique fragrance of the grassland in midsummer. It is the charming taste of grass leaves, wild flowers, dew and soil. It has a natural and vast artistic conception, as if it can bring people's thoughts to a distance.

Victor lay flat under a low oak tree. The luxuriant canopy was like an open umbrella, blocking the hot sun and casting a shade. The weeds on the ground have grown to the knee height of adults. Lying on it is like falling into a soft big bed. It is covered by grass leaves all around. It is especially suitable for laziness.

Mei Wen, the Dragon maid with blue hair, narrowed her eyes like a docile kitten and curled up in Victor's arms. Her body was light and soft, emitting an unspeakable beauty. Victor's left hand cushioned the back of his head, and his right hand bypassed MEG fiavin's tall white neck and played with her white dragon horn.

Mei Wen, the Dragon maid, is like Andrea in every way The Countess of Wimbledon has the same clear temperament, exquisite facial features, stunning appearance, the same bad temper, arrogant, willful and unsocial, likes to be alone, and has a strong curiosity. In short, she is more difficult to get along with than alexsta, but she is gentle and docile around Victor, just like having two faces.

Victor concentrated on boltanos' secret method and spent two days and one night feeding the mythical three headed lizard. As soon as he woke up from deep dormancy, Meiwen got entangled. At this time, dilly and Frey were still on guard outside.

He hugged MEG fiavin with blue hair and blue eyes, but he thought of Andrea.

If it were the Countess of Wimbledon, she would seize the opportunity to stick to him like Mei Wen. The Dragon maid has a soul contract with victor. Meiwen's situation is more special than other dragon maids. She obtains more power of wind element law from Victor and is especially obsessed with the smell of her master. And Andrea Wimbledon and Victor share the same blood. Although she is a wind knight and has strong independence, she also likes to be close to victor and even unconsciously shows obedience.

However, Andrea did not give up her Earl of Wimbledon for victor.

Neither the law and power of the son of the wind nor the love attracted by blood can shake the will of high-level female knights.

The question is, what happens when the high elves see Victor?

The elves royal family in the era of God chosen married the knight family, hoping to breed the sun elves with the help of the special connection between the Golden Knight and the element sea. So, does the strong of the elves have the means to limit the sun elves?

The answer is obvious. The legendary giants of the elves have to keep themselves even in the face of the sun, otherwise they can't be called legends.

Victor thought to himself: did the elves have any special means to "capture" him?

If the elves could artificially awaken the ancient will in his blood, Victor felt that he should keep a distance from the elves and wait for the dual blood talent tree to form a balance, so he didn't have to worry.

The footsteps of sand, sand and sand came from far to near. Dili and Frey, the Dragon maid, noticed that the master woke up and rushed over from a distance. They saw Mei Wen lying in Victor's arms with snow-white and exquisite jade feet, looked at each other, and were ready to take off her long boots and seize the position of Victor's left shoulder.

In fact, Victor is considering whether to expose Dane's plot. From a rational point of view, he should avoid it, because the thief in the camp is likely to be related to the elves, but he is also curious about the thief and the elves.

Dilly and Frey's pet fight made Victor immediately find a reason to go back to camp and keep an eye on Dane.

I only have two arms. The three dragon maids want me to hold them. I can't favor one over the other. Let's watch them quarrel? It's better to go back to the camp... Victor bounced up from the grass with Meiwen in his arms and said, "we've been out for two days. It's time to go back."

Dili's disappointments were written on her face and said, "master, we're only coming back. You're leaving."

Frey blinked and said in a charming voice, "king, you've been dormant these two days. We haven't started searching for thieves yet."

Mei Wen also nodded and said, "Wang, shall we catch the thief now?"

Victor looked at the direction of the camp, smiled and said, "the thief has been in the camp... Dane is ready to do it. I want to see how he can force the invisible thief out."

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These two days, Reverend Dane led a white billed old fox around the camp. Although he denied that he was searching for ghosts, the news that the Reverend used the old fox to catch ghosts has spread all over the camp.

Randall family knights and ferocious soldiers only think that Dane is standing in the position of clergy and deliberately weakening the sense of existence of the dead. You know, out of fear of unknown undead, foolish people will also have evil faith. There have been cults that worship the dead in the history of the human country. Although the glorious church extinguished them with lightning speed, the priests of the Lord of glory have been particularly taboo about rumors about the dead since then. The priests have a unified voice and only publicize the causes and weaknesses of the dead to the believers, and they don't like the believers to openly discuss or spread the mysterious events about the dead.

Unfortunately, the horror stories of ghosts and ghosts have always had a market in the upper and lower societies of human countries. In addition to the extraordinary knight who can deeply understand the operation law of the element, no matter how the priest explains it, it is difficult for others to understand the simple truth that the dead cannot survive because of the lack of water element.

Of course, as long as people and believers are not superstitious because of fear, the purpose of church publicity will be achieved.

For example, Nelson and Charlotte have heard many ghost stories, but they are not very afraid of the dead. Reverend Dane caught ghosts alone, but they were in high spirits. Nelson also ran to Dane and said he wanted to help. As a result, the priest scolded him and drove him away.

Professional things are left to professional people. In order to cooperate with Dane in searching for ghosts in the camp, members of the Randall family stay away from him at the priest's request.

Alchemists don't have the curiosity of knights and fierce soldiers. They usually do what they should do.

That evening, two blood militia patrolled the camp with a bear dog as usual. When they passed a pile of boxes, a small figure emerged in the corner and quietly followed the blood warrior. The fierce and sharp bear dog turned a blind eye to strangers.

It always hid under the shadow of the blood militia, as if it were integrated with the shadow. It walked quietly. The people and animals encountered along the way did not find a dwarf behind the patrol. The strangest thing is that the patrol guards always leave footprints when they trample on the grass, and the grass leaves trampled by the dwarfs automatically return to their original state, and there is no trace of trampling.

Everyone who walks through will leave a trace. This theorem does not seem to exist in the dwarf. It is like a real ghost, swaggering around the camp, but no one or war animals can notice it.

However, when the patrol came near a tent, the dwarf suddenly smelled a pungent smell and couldn't help sneezing loudly. The blood warrior and the bear dog suddenly looked back and saw a figure flash into the grass and disappear without a trace.

The camp was like a frying pan, and the heavy footsteps came close to this side one after another. Caligula roared and rushed to the scene first, stared at the big bull's eyes, searched everywhere, and simply lay on the ground, puckering his ass to sniff the smell with the war mastiff and bear dog.

"I know, in the tent!" With the roar of aka, several of them rushed into the oil canvas tent and turned around. Finally, they demolished the tent and found no intruders.

Everyone was inexplicably excited and talked. The guards in charge of patrol and aka were asked again and again, but they couldn't tell what they saw.

Commander Nelson shouted to Reverend Dane who had just finished his questioning: "Reverend master, there is really a ghost! How do you catch it? We can help."

"... why are you so happy? Is it fun?" With a straight face, Dane scolded the people who didn't mind watching the excitement and said, "they're all scattered. Some ghosts are scared to death by you. How can I catch them?"

"Let the fox out?" Nelson suggested with a shy face.

"Well, let's go back first. Don't surround here. Take good care of the camp materials. Be careful not to be cheated by the invaders." Charlotte said to the crowd to leave. When the onlookers left, she saluted the priest and asked softly, "Lord Dane, what do you think we should do now?"

Dane looked a little pale, waved his hand and said, "don't deal with it. If it's a ghost, it should have died by now; if it's an intruder, it doesn't dare to stay in the camp... In short, the theft won't happen again."

"Ah? That's it?" Charlotte was so disappointed that she immediately covered her mouth and said with a embarrassed smile, "sorry, I'm rude."

It is obviously rude to show a strong interest in ghosts in the presence of church priests. Dane remained silent for a moment and said, "at first I thought it was the theft caused by Bell's awakening mental and physical witchcraft talent, but now it doesn't seem to be... If the thief is really a ghost, it's my responsibility to drive away the dead, and I don't want you to step in and help. Madam, I hope you can understand my insistence and let everyone not make a fuss. I'll deal with it."

Charlotte smiled and saluted Dane again to express her apology.

No one should offend the priest, especially the expeditionary army on exploration missions in the wild. Reverend Dane, who has mastered divination, can save many lives, which has been fully proved by the battle between Randall expeditionary army and half dragons.

When the pet Knight left, Reverend Dane clenched the rope with the white billed old fox in his hand, dragged it around to search, and then turned and left the scene.

The disturbance caused by the thief gradually subsided and the camp resumed normal operation. No one noticed that the originator of the theft was hidden under a carriage on the edge of the camp.

He was lying in the grass under the carriage. The shadow of the carriage and dense weeds provided perfect cover for him. His voice murmured slightly: "Stinky old fox, disgusting old fox, damn old fox... Bobo must leave now... If Tiantian dares to laugh at Bobo, let him find the oak barrel compass."

After confirming that there was no danger around, mainly the smelly old fox, the dwarf got out from under the carriage and slipped out of the camp with the help of grass and shadow.

It made a special circle, came to the reed by the river, and whispered, "sweet, sweet, I'm back."

The reeds on the dense riverside swayed gently, as if blown by the evening wind. Another dwarf poked his head out of the reeds and said discontentedly, "Bobo, it's not time to change shifts. I'd like to bet you with delicious and sweet purple sugar that you certainly didn't take back the oak barrel master's compass from the thief's hand... Bobo is lazy."

"Bobo is not lazy..."

"You're lazy... I bet, and then I won. All the purple sugar is sweet."

"Damn it, I met the old fox in the camp. Don't you believe it?"

"Well, I believe... Bobo, you'd better not move. It's on your left."

The dwarf named Bobo turned his head slowly and rigidly. He saw the old fox standing on the windward side of the reed bush. His green eyes were staring at himself, and his toothless mouth was still dripping.

Bobo was too frightened to move, and said anxiously, "sweet, think of a way. I'm going to stink to death by it."

"Nonsense, I can't smell the smell."

"... your position is against the wind."

"You are also against the wind."

"I smell when I see it!" Bobo finally shouted out angrily.

"Well, you're right, so we'll be fine if we don't look at it now."

"Asshole, it will bite me. Kill it."

"I won't do it. I'll stink for years. Kill yourself..." Sweet shook her head again and again.

"Not for several years, only for a few days... Stink for a month at most, no more, I promise you."

"Is that so? That Bobo killed it and sweet sang for you."

The two dwarfs patronized the bickering and quarrelling, but did not find the Reverend Dane quietly approaching them. The servant eyes of the shining Lord shine with white gold, which is the external appearance of the fire god of the soul. At the moment, dale is as powerful as a senior knight. He quickly raised two crossbows, aimed at the two dwarfs respectively, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The conical crossbow arrow made of refined iron is like two blue streamers, shooting at the dwarf's head quickly. Suddenly, the air showed a spiral air flow, blowing the tail wings of the crossbow arrows, wrapping them and pulling out two upward curved flight tracks.

The two dwarfs woke up and screamed and jumped into the reeds. The long reed swayed in the wind, and there was no movement separated from the middle. Dane immediately threw away two crossbows and took out the hammer hanging at his waist. At the same time, he rushed like lightning. He separated the reeds, but the two dwarfs disappeared again, with only some stolen tools scattered inside.

"Don't bother... These two halflings can hide in the camp for so many days without being found. I can't even find their hiding place. It can be seen that they are high-level halflings adventurers. They are now integrated into the environment, and you won't find them for a while."

A soft and pleasant voice came with the wind. Dane looked back and saw Victor's slender figure standing not far away. He put away the hammer with a bitter smile and said dryly, "Your Highness... What a coincidence."

"Qiao? Dane, do you think it's a coincidence that I'm here?" Victor's smile was elegant and charming, and the expression in his dark golden eyes was deep and distant. He sighed: "Mortals always classify accidents beyond their control as coincidence. However, behind the coincidence may be the result dominated by the strong. Miller once said that the strong... The future is a chaos intertwined by countless possibilities, and the real strong always shape the chaotic future into the reality he wants."

Dane was stunned for a long time and murmured, "this... Is this the true meaning of great prophecy?"

"Everyone can be a prophet." Victor walked slowly over and said to Dane: "The first Paladin turnans said, 'if you want to grow vegetables on the grassland, what should you do? Collect soil and fertilizer and pile up a vegetable garden; dig a canal by the river to introduce water into the vegetable garden, and you have to find suitable vegetable seeds and take care of them carefully every day. After a few months, you get vegetables."

Dane scratched his head in confusion and said in distress, "it seems so. It's always too simple."

"With different powers and abilities, the way to realize the prophecy is naturally different. I want a vegetable garden. I just need to command the squire, and they will naturally give me a vegetable garden. And you have to do it yourself." Victor smiled and said, "you want to find halflings and kill them quietly, but I want to catch them alive... The result is obvious."

The reed belt by the river fell down in a crash. Mei Wen, the Dragon maid, jumped out with a dwarf in one hand, turned and ran to the camp.

Victor nodded with satisfaction and continued to say to Dane: "I must praise you for doing well... You first deny that there are ghosts in the camp, put the problem on Bell's head, and suggest me to go out to track possible intruders, and then skillfully create an atmosphere, so that Nelson and them mistakenly think that you don't admit it, but are actually looking for ghosts."

Dane said dejectedly, "I know I can't deceive your highness, so it's true that there are no ghosts in the camp. It's also true that this matter is related to bell..."

"Truth can also achieve the purpose of deception." Victor gave Dane a funny look and asked: "Why do you think I'm really fooled? Nelson and Charlotte are fools. You've said that ghosts don't need to steal food. In that case, why is there no thief's excreta outside the camp? There's only one possibility. Their excreta and the excreta of camp guards are mixed in the cesspit. They've always been hidden in the camp, not outside."

Dane was tongue tied. After a long time, he smiled bitterly and said, "Your Highness, you know, you should be able to understand my difficulties."

Victor looked at the reeds and low oaks by the river and nodded: "There are many dwarf oaks on this grassland, but there are no such trees on the Wharton prairie of the Sassanian Empire, because the red haired bison on the Wharton prairie can push down trees and eat up leaves and twigs. On this grassland, there are no large herbivores similar to the red haired bison, and there are no goblin groups. The jackals are small groups of vagrants, with sensitive tricolor short horned antelopes and wild boars Is the main prey. "

"This shows that this grassland is a battlefield, a battlefield for forest centaurs and ant man monsters. They fight here every ten years, and large bison and Goblins who are used to settling can't survive. However, the home of forest men and horses is in the east of lizard swamp. How do forest people and horses know that ant man monsters are about to enter the grassland battlefield thousands of kilometers away?"

"It is the Scouts of the elves who are informing the Centaurs of the forest. This is the greatest possibility, because this grassland is close to the endless forest. Do you suspect that the Centaurs in the camp are the Scouts of the elves?"

Dane bowed deeply and said sincerely: "Your Highness has extraordinary wisdom. You are right. I have only recently thought of halfling scouts. I originally planned to kill them quietly, but your Highness has returned... Anyway, I beg your highness not to contact the elves. If you come together with the elves, Her Majesty Queen rose will certainly not let Lord Miller go, which will lead to disastrous consequences."

Victor was a little silent, and his mouth outlined an arc of smile. His tone was relaxed but gloomy: "Dane, you have to remember one thing. This is the only time you make your own decisions. If there is another time... I'll leave you on the road."