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Chapter 364

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"Mr. Joey, if you were willing to spend less time with women, I think I would be much more relaxed." Mo De snorted, "Dick is a chess piece that we can't see the light of day. How can we transfer him here at such a time? If his identity is exposed, do you think we will have a good life? "

"Over the years, they have done a lot of things for us that can't be seen on the stage. Otherwise, how could Storm City be like this? "

"I'm just a suggestion." Joey whispered.

Mo De shook his head and said, "Forget it, Roger can't lend his slave hunters out, so we can only rely on ourselves. How's the recruitment going? "

"Very well, father. Captain Legg has already calculated that we will have 300 new recruits next month. "

"Three hundred people, and they're still recruits." Mo De sat down and put a pipe to his lips. "The wounded need time to recuperate. More importantly, we need to restore their confidence so that we can settle the score with Sur City. It will take at least two months for the recruits to complete their training and prepare their equipment and supplies before they can teach the country bumpkins a lesson. "

"Father, Uncle Mogu, what do you plan to do?"

Mo De looked at him and said, "Of course it's redemption. Not only is it a matter of our face, but the army also needs Mogu to preside over it. Do I, the City Lord, need to personally take action? That will only make people laugh their teeth out. "

"But the ransom offered by Sur City is not%. It's cheap." Joey's face was filled with heartache. "That's a whole 100,000 gold coins!"

"It doesn't matter. In any case, they will have to return this money to me with interest in the end!" Mo De let out a mouthful of turbid air and waved his hand. "You can go down. Don't provoke women these days and do more serious things."

"Yes, father."

After Joey left, Mo De still frowned. As he smoked, he was still thinking about Roger's reply. Was there really such a coincidence? Just as he needed support, Roger's slave hunters had already come out? Or could it be that his longtime ally had other thoughts?

Unfortunately, the soldiers stationed at the Wind Erosion Canyon checkpoint did not report that the Sur City caravan had gone to Purple Roland Harbor. After all, such a trivial matter, coupled with the fact that Dick had already taken action that day. Therefore, the officers of the encampment concealed this matter. Otherwise, Mo De could at least guess some information from it.

Now, he could only make wild guesses.

Regardless of Mo De's mood, time is always fair. It would not stop for anyone, so the night gradually faded away, and dawn quietly arrived. Early in the morning, a soldier yawned as he left the dormitory. After breakfast, he went to the guard wall to hand over his duties. As soon as they entered the tower, the soldiers discovered it.

It was a small emerald green snake. It was quietly curled up in the shadows in the corner. The two green dots on its head stared at the soldier. It actually looked down on the soldier and gave him goosebumps. It didn't look like a snake at all, but more like a cold observer.

The soldiers had been serving in Storm City for many years. This place was close to the Deepblue Mountain Range, and wild beasts would appear from time to time. However, snakes were rarely seen. Of course, this was nothing to make a fuss about. So the soldier raised his rifle and prepared to drive the snake away. Just as he stepped forward, the snake had already swam away with a whoosh.

On this day, the people of Storm City discovered that there were suddenly more snakes in the city. They appeared behind the sewer grates, in the corners of the houses, under the beams of the eaves, or in some unlucky fellow's wardrobe.

They're everywhere!

The phenomenon attracted people's attention. Just when everyone thought that there was going to be a snake infestation, they disappeared the next day as suddenly and quietly as they appeared. So it was just a false alarm.

After spending two days and three nights in the forest near Storm City, Allen finally saw Bai again. After the giant snake left that night, there was no news of it. Allen didn't know what method it used to scout, so he could only stay and wait for it. During this period, Storm City's army passed through the forest during field training and brushed past Allen, an outsider.

White lowered its head and closed its eyes. The golden horn on its head began to glow. From the horn, traces of orange light seeped out, forming a hazy halo. When the halo illuminated Allen's eyes, some images naturally appeared in his mind. The scene came one after another, and for a moment, the amount of information was beyond Allen's imagination.

These images covered almost every corner of Storm City. If they were pieced together, they would form a three-dimensional model of Storm City. In this model, there were the most scenes and information related to the army. They were repeatedly played, so Allen roughly grasped the layout of the city's defenses and the number of troops stationed in the city.

After engraving the information firmly in his mind with his astonishing memory, Allen opened his eyes and looked at Bai in surprise, "Heavens, how did you do it?"

Bai tilted his head, his eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and he had a complacent and annoying look on his face.

Allen knew that most of the information that Bai had sent to his mind was related to Wang She's ability. However, Bai's reconnaissance methods were mysterious and peculiar. But this was a good thing for Allen. At the very least, he could ask Bai to scout for him in the future. Moreover, the information that Bai had obtained was much more comprehensive and detailed than what he had obtained himself.

That night, Allen and Bai left Storm City in the darkness. Mo De did not know that visitors from Sur City had already secretly visited his city. He didn't know that before Allen left, a few people in Storm City had left the city without attracting his attention through their own means.

The night was boundless, and the undercurrents were surging.

Two days later, at dusk, Allen returned to Sur City. Bai still returned to the forest that belonged to him, waiting for Allen's next summon. As soon as he returned to the house, Edward sent a carriage to pick him up. Allen was curious. Why was Edward looking for him in such a hurry? He got into the carriage and let it take him to the City Lord's Mansion.

In Edward's study, Allen saw the Maritan youth and two other people.

Two elderly men. One of them had a big belly and a smile on his face. His eyes were narrowed into slits, like a businessman. The other was thin and frowning, as if there was nothing in the world that could make him happy.

Edward pulled Allen forward and said, "Let me introduce you. These are Mr. Bree and Mr. Berto. They are the directors of the Storm City Adventurers Association. "

Then he said to the two of them, "This is our city's Knight Allen. He was the one who took down Guild Leader Mogu."

The chubby Britton opened his eyes and smiled, "Mr. Allen is so young. His future is limitless."

"Alright, Bree, since we've come to an agreement, we should go back so that Baron Maud won't find out that we're not in Storm City." The skinny Berto coughed dryly.

Bree nodded and shook hands with Edward. "I'm glad you accepted our suggestion. Then, we'll take our leave."

After sending the two of them away, the confused Allen asked, "What are they doing here?"

"Of course it's cooperation."

"Cooperation? What kind of cooperation method? "

Edward shrugged and said, "It's very simple. They plan to set up an adventurers' association in Sur City." The condition was that Sur City would be open to adventurers for free in the future. Of course, if adventurers caused any trouble in the city, the directors would be responsible. What we get in return is that we have priority in accepting the commission. The Adventurer's Association accepts a wide range of commissions. You know, we can even hire a squad of adventurers through them. "

"If the price is right, it can even be a few."

Allen was surprised, "So there's such a thing."

"This is also the first time I know. After all, this is the border, and we still don't know much about this planet." Edward smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. Time is on our side anyway."

"They're from Storm City. Why would they be willing to help us like this?"

Edward laughed and said, "It's all thanks to Sir Maud."

"Why?"

"Because he attacked the adventurers." Edward said in a deep voice, "This is one of his mistakes. Maybe you don't know yet, but during your absence, Belmord met a woman. She was an adventurer. On the day of the siege of Storm City, her companions were all killed by Storm City. She was the only one who escaped with her life. "

"I met her and persuaded her to report Maud's evil deeds to the Adventurers Association. Now, association directors like Bree and Berto are afraid that Mo De will take action against them, so they decided to set up an association here so that they can quietly transfer their strength over. "I only wanted to use this matter to attack Mo De's reputation, at least so that he wouldn't be able to recruit adventurers to deal with us, but I didn't expect this unexpected gain."

Edward paused and said, "Now it's time to talk about you. Dear Captain Allen, your sudden disappearance for a few days has troubled me. "

"I'm going to do something serious." Allen nodded his head and said, "Didn't you ask me about Storm City's defenses and the number of troops? Hey, the information is in my head now. "

Edward shook his head and said, "So you went to do reconnaissance work, but Captain Allen, it's not something a commander should do to take risks."

"What does it matter? I'm not stupid enough to swagger down the streets of Storm City." Allen gestured, "Give me paper and pen."

"Yes, my Guild Leader."

Edward personally put the paper and pen on the table. Without saying a word, Allen picked up the pen and drew it on the paper according to the information in his mind. From time to time, he would stop to recall, then start to draw lines and mark important information in key places. The drawing stopped until the moon was high in the sky, and a sketch of the terrain of Sir Maud's territory appeared in front of Allen and Edward.

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