Chapter 183： The Sand Spirit Appears (ask for a monthly ticket, recommend a ticket)

Chapter 183 The Sand Spirit Appears (ask for a monthly ticket, recommended ticket)

The experience of White Pumpkin City was just a small episode.

Before leaving, Leiter also thought about whether to include that female knight under his command.

But he cautiously believes that he will go to subdue the sand elves next, so there should be no accidents for such an important matter.

Disclosing your own information will bring unnecessary risks. With his rich life experience, he just regarded it as a small episode, a passerby.

At most... You can return to White Pumpkin City in a low-key manner after the incident, communicate and see how willing to join the territory.

It took another week for Leiter to arrive at the destination of the trip.

Dead Swamp, in the middle east of Rim Kingdom.

Surrounded by yellowed dry land, the dry land surrounds a twisted jungle with a radius of a hundred miles. Looking from a height, one side of the ground can be seen to be dark.

The swamp is in the center of the jungle. After Leiter came, he had already inquired from the surrounding villages that the death swamp has a strong swallowing power.

Even if a low-level knight accidentally steps into a swamp, the mobility of his legs will be more or less affected.

Coupled with the corrosive monsters that haunt the swamp, it has become a taboo place in the eyes of ordinary people.

However, for knights and magicians with extraordinary power, it is still an optional place for trial.

Rett estimated the date, today, February 29th, arrived three days earlier than in the simulation.

He looked at the black world below, like a huge mouth of an abyss, choosing someone to devour.

He didn't feel any fear in his heart, and whispered in a low voice: "About half a month's cycle, there is a sandstorm..."

Well, in the middle of March in the simulation, there was once. So, maybe in these two days, there will be a sandstorm.

No, it's the vision of the sand elves!

Leite's eyes flashed a gleam, and he gave an order:

"Fire, fly around this swamp of death, from the outside to the inside!"

Chirp!

Huo Ge spread his wings, and began to fly along the periphery, rotating 360 degrees.

Rett sat on his back and thought: "However, I don't know if that nasty old magister will appear when the sandstorm appears this time."

Leiter frowned, feeling a little difficult.

Out of caution, he decided to rehearse it in a real simulation first...

With a heartbeat, he turned on the system.

【Do you want to enable real simulation? Every simulated day consumes 1 point of destiny. 】

"Yes, simulate a day!"

hum

Leiter was not relieved until there were ripples around him.

He stretched his waist, and muttered in a low voice: "I don't know what kind of identity that great magister is? It's too much to be so arrogant and unreasonable!"

Huo Ge flapped his wings and flew high above the Death Swamp. One man, one beast, and four eyes kept looking down, looking for suspicious situations.

Half a day has passed.

Rett achieved nothing even though he was concentrating on it.

It is now night, and the twilight is getting darker. Thick fog and swamps are always a perfect match. A layer of purple poisonous mist shrouds the death swamp, which is especially infiltrating. If ordinary people step into it, they will be poisoned and die in a short time. .

In contrast to this, the sky is clear, stars appear, and a full moon rises into the sky.

Leiter, who was in the pain of searching, has already circled countless times directly above the death swamp.

Just as Leiter was feeling drowsy, he felt something extra in the sky ahead.

He suddenly lifted his spirits.

Looking around, it turned out to be an old man with green hair and a green robe, holding a straight white wand in his hand, and a special orb that was particularly bright in the night was inlaid on the top of the wand.

The old man was riding a flying monster and was carefully looking at Leiter.

Leite's heart froze. This green-robed old man had an impenetrable aura and a bitter and mean face.

It looks very much like the image of the great magister who oppressed him in the simulation!

Leite hated his teeth itching...

Sure enough, the other party spoke in the next second.

"Huh? A fifth-level magister? You also have a flying magic pet... What is the purpose of your coming here?" The green-robed great magister is also driving a flying monster—a fourth-level storm eagle, suspended in mid-air, squinting his eyes , said with a grim expression.

Leite sighed inwardly, but his expression remained unchanged. Fortunately, he knew that this was a simulation and had prepared in advance.

So, according to the pre-thought-out plan, the wording was set:

"Dare to ask this great magister, which side does he come from?"

"Huh? Did you not understand the situation? I was the one who questioned you. Why did you ask me back?" The old man in green robe had a dangerous look in his eyes, and there was a faint wave of earth element in the air.

Leite pretended to be flustered, and showed a little fear at the right time, but tried to calm down, and continued:

"I am the Ring Tower, a student of Neil Alchemy Potion Master. I have come to the Death Swamp and I have a mission."

"Ring Tower?" The voice of the green-robed old man suddenly raised his voice twice, and quickly restrained his momentum, his expression calmed down, but there was a flash of surprise in his eyes:

"You... are Master Neru's student?"

Leite smiled faintly: "Of course, my instructor said that there seems to be traces of sand elves here, let me try my luck."

While speaking, a faint khaki-yellow light suddenly flashed on Leiter's body, and he was immediately wrapped in a solid layer of rock armor.

"Rock Armor Technique!" The green-robed old man was startled, his eyes flickered, and when his breathing calmed down, his mind was racing with thoughts: "If it is not for the special blood potion, the sixth-level earth magic cannot be mastered at the fifth-level stage.

From this point of view, the other party said that he is a student of Master Nilu, so it is very likely to be true? "

Otherwise, how could such a precious blood potion appear on a magister casually?

The green-robed old man's breathing gradually calmed down, and his heart was mostly convinced.

However, not sure!

After all, he has lived for a long time and has rich experience. Before the old man in green robe saw conclusive evidence, he always had some doubts in his heart.

Unconsciously, his tone was a little more polite, and he said with a smile, "Hey, he turned out to be a student of Master Nilu, no wonder he is so talented!"

Leiter twitched the corner of his mouth, slandering himself, this change of face was too fast.

However, he checked the information. Master Nilu, a great magister and master alchemist, must have extraordinary influence in the Rim Kingdom, which is enough to make people fearful.

Then, he asked back: "What are you here for? I don't know your identity..."

"Hehe, I'm the vice president of the Yager Chamber of Commerce. I passed by here accidentally. I learned about the recent anomalies here, so I came here to take a look." The green-robed old man said with a smile.

"What? Don't tell me, as a member of the Ring Tower, you haven't heard of the Yager Chamber of Commerce?" The green-robed old man was surprised, and a ray of suspicion suddenly emerged.

"Of course..." Leiter was shocked in his heart, but his expression remained the same, ready to find an excuse to fool him.

But who knows, a hundred meters away, there is a "woo-woo" sound, like the whisper of a devil.

Then, above the purple mist, yellow smoke and sand filled the air, in the shape of a vortex, slowly condensing, and moving in another direction.

Leite's eyes burst into light, ready to go.

"Sand Elf?!" The old man in the green robe was thinking like lightning, and his reaction was extremely fast. Thinking of what Leiter said just now, he took a step ahead and rushed over in an instant!

Leite watched from the side: "It's a pity, even if I am a student of Master Nilu, even if my identity is true, the other party will not be able to hand over the sand elves.

What's more, I'm just a pure fake? "

Leite shook his head and sighed, he could only observe from behind, he was worried that if he went up to **** it, he would be killed by the opponent on the spot, wasting this simulation opportunity.

Anyway, this is a simulation, it is better to observe the situation first.

While observing, Leiter calculated in his mind the direction when the green-robed old man came just now, and the time they spent talking.

Prepare for the next simulation, think of a way in advance, and send the opponent away!

I saw the green-robed old man rushing into the center of the sandstorm, but it didn't cause any fluctuations at all.

Then, the old man in the green robe made a variety of strange movements, sometimes jumping, sometimes raising his hands high, and sometimes lying down.

Leite was thoughtful when he saw this scene.

Could it be that some actions are also of special help in attracting elves?

But soon, the scene in front of him pulled him out of his thoughts, and he saw that the sandstorm gradually dissipated, leaving the old man in green robe stunned in place.

He dared to rush forward, and said to Leiter: "Didn't you say that there is a suspected sand elf? Why didn't it appear just now!"

Rett shrugged and asked, "Tell me your name, and I'll tell you why."

"Huh? Could it be that you are not a student of the Ring Tower?" The green-robed old man froze for a moment, his gaze became dangerous again, "The people of the Ring Tower, how could they not know the name of the vice president of the Yage Chamber of Commerce? "

That is to say, the magister in front of him dared to deceive him just now!

Unforgivable.

"Heh, Moogle Foote, I told you the name. Now tell me everything you know!" The green-robed old man smiled strangely and said coldly.

"Wo Nen Die." Lei Te smiled faintly and burst into a foul language.

The green-robed old man was furious when he heard the words, cursed unknowingly, his face flushed, and a sharp spike suddenly condensed, directly attacking Leiter's chest.

However, in the next second, the surrounding space froze instantly.

Then, a burst of ripples gradually spread.

The simulation is over.

The options given after the real simulation ended popped up in front of him. Leiter silently chose the mental power, but there was no change.

The scene returned to noon again, and the sunlight shone on Leiter's face, making him feel unreal.

"The sand elf is mine! It's mine!" Leiter's face flushed, thinking of the scene of the sandstorm just now, his heart was excited.

But he quickly calmed down, the business was important, and he filtered it again in his mind, the plan for tonight.

A moment later, he took Huo Ge into the death swamp.

Waiting for the twilight to fall again, the sun was setting in the west, Leiter watched the moon rising in the west, and silently came to the sky above the death swamp.

He looked around, and then looked down, locating the precise location of the last simulation.

After a while, he nodded slowly, looking at the familiar scene below, it was here.

He turned his head and glanced at a towering old tree on his right. The sandstorm was generated around that old tree just now.

Then he looked forward again, there was the direction Moogle Foote came from!

Estimating the time, Leiter rode the fire grid and rushed forward.

In a dim tavern, the interior space is small, only more than 100 square meters.

An old man in a green robe, sitting in front of the bar, just changed his curiosity because of the dislike of this dilapidated tavern:

"Oh? You said that sandstorms have occurred relatively regularly around here recently?"

The bartender who was wiping the wine glass with a clean rag in the bar looked faintly afraid, looked at the terrifying magician in front of him, and said:

"That's right, I also heard about it from the drinkers who came here, and when I was communicating with the villagers."

"Then, when was the last time a sandstorm occurred." The green-robed old man's eyes were bright, and his tone was eager.

The bartender thought about it and said: "It seems... half a month ago, I heard that some villagers were injured, so there were more people talking about the sandstorm."

"Half a month ago?" The green-robed old man's tone was startled, his eyes rolled left and right, he took out a gold coin from his pocket, and put it on the bar: "You don't need to look for it!"

When the voice fell, the green-robed old man was no longer in the tavern.

The bartender looked at a gold coin with a look of surprise, and happily put it in his pocket.

The old man in the green robe is naturally Moogle Foote.

He heard the abnormal news about the sandstorm, and decided to investigate it based on his knowledge!

So, he left the tavern and headed straight for the Death Swamp.

Soon, the small village behind him was left far away by him.

He patted the Storm Eagle under his seat and urged: "Hurry up, Barty!"

Chirp~

The Storm Eagle has long dark gray feathers, a thick and short neck, and thick and wide wings. It shuttles through the night sky like a sharp arrow, setting off gusts of wind and air.

But after not running for long, Moogle saw a red dot appearing in front of him, getting closer and closer, and felt that it was running in his direction. There was a doubt in his eyes, and he let out a light sigh:

"Huh? Barty, stop first."

"Hey?" Batty seemed to freeze for an instant, stopped abruptly, and uttered a bewildered cry.

Soon, Leiter was approaching on the fire grid.

He chuckled lightly: "Mr. Moogle, good evening."

"You know me?" Moogle squinted his eyes, looking at the fifth-level magister in front of him.

"Of course, the vice president of the Accord Chamber of Commerce is well known in the Rim Kingdom."

Moogle was in a good mood when he heard that, his face softened, and he said in a flat voice, "Hehe, who are you? What do you want from me?"

"Love Coleman." Leiter made up a fake name, and continued:

"Vice President Moogle, I'm a student of Master Neru, and I'm here to hunt down a traitor in a ring tower."

"Oh? A traitor appeared in the ring tower?" Moogle was quite surprised, then thought for a while, and smiled:

"Is there any information about the traitor? If he has been around, maybe I can also contribute."

"This..." Leiter hesitated on the spot when he heard this, his eyes flickered, and he didn't respond for a long time.

Two in one, long wait

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