"This reckless fellow …" Serena stared at the portrait on the table. She was so angry that her eyes turned green.
It was obviously beneficial to both parties, but this fellow avoided it as if he was avoiding the plague. Was it so scary to join the Silver Hand? If not for the fact that this fellow had saved her life in Blackhills Town, Serena wouldn't have bothered to meddle in this matter. This was a huge risk.
With Serena's background, there was indeed no need for her to be afraid of the Marathon Family. However, not being afraid was one thing, and whether it was worth it was another. Although an Advanced Miner was a rare talent, it was not worth it to offend the Marathon Family for an Advanced Miner. After all, the Silver Hand was only a mercenary team. They needed to rely on the Marathon Family for many things. Not to mention other things, at least half of the team members' equipment was bought from the Marathon Forging Workshop.
Serena really wanted to strangle this fellow's neck and ask, "What's wrong with the Silver Hand?" If you want welfare, you will get welfare. If you want beautiful women, you will get beautiful women. You can even escape the persecution of the Marathon Family. How dare you so shamelessly reject such a thing that only has benefits and no disadvantages?
"It would be best if the Marathon Family killed this fellow!" Serena angrily nailed the portrait on a wooden board. Then, she threw a series of throwing knives continuously.
After dozens of throwing knives were stuck on the wooden board, Serena weakly shouted towards the outside of the tent, "Aragon, come in and die!"
"Captain Serena, what are your orders?" Aragon hurriedly entered the tent, and saw Captain Serena throwing throwing knives at the face of a certain distinguished guest. He immediately felt his scalp go numb …
"Help me find a few people and get them to spread some fake news." Serena threw the last throwing knife forcefully, and only heard a "thud" sound as it hit the center of the portrait's eyebrows. She tilted her head and admired her results with satisfaction before continuing, "I don't care how you spread this news. You can hire people to kill people or hire people to burn down the inn. Anyway, you just have to let people know that our two distinguished guests have returned to Blackhills Town."
"Yes." Aragon retreated from the tent with cold sweat on his forehead.
"This fellow is really troublesome …" After watching Aragon leave, Serena rubbed her forehead, feeling a headache coming on. This was the only way.
Originally, the best way was to poach that guy into the Silver Hand. That way, he would have a reason to protect him and not let him be harmed by the Marathon Family. Even if Gaud personally came to ask for him, he could still reply with a strong tone: That's a member of the Silver Hand, why should I hand him over to the Marathon Family? Although this would make the Marathon Family look bad, at least they wouldn't fall out with each other.
Unfortunately, that guy was unwilling. This way, Serena became extremely passive.
It just so happened that that fellow had saved her life in Blackhills Town. Serena could not let go of such a huge favor. In the end, she could only come up with this solution.
As long as he could hide it from the Marathon Family, he could use the Gryphon to send this guy away, far away from the Fire Plume Ridge. As for what happened after that, he could only leave it to fate. That was all he could do.
…
The six carriages had just left the Bloody Horns camp. In the luxurious and spacious carriage, Gaud, who looked very similar to Matthias, was resting with his eyes closed. Red-eyes sat beside him. His handsome face was full of a sarcastic smile. "The six mercenary corps are getting bolder. They actually dared to harbor that mage called Felic."
"There's nothing strange about it. There will naturally be people who will do things that benefit them." Gaud's eyes were still closed, and he smiled sarcastically as well.
In this morning, the two of them visited the six mercenary corps one by one to inquire about the whereabouts of that Felic. However, the answer they got was surprisingly the same: no one had seen him, and no one had heard of him. Seeing that the clues found in Blackhills Town were suddenly cut off, the two of them did not look disappointed at all. Instead, they laughed more happily than usual.
This was really good news for them.
This meant that the search range would be reduced from the entire Fire Plume Ridge to the six mercenary corps.
The reason was too simple …
These few days, the Fire Plume Ridge had been completely controlled by the six mercenary corps. Even if a mosquito flew past, the six mercenary corps' leaders would immediately know, not to mention two living people. Unless that Felic could really fly, how could there be no news from the six mercenary corps?
No one had seen him, and no one had heard of him …
This could only mean one thing: someone in the six mercenary corps must be harboring that Felic.
"Young Master Gaud, what should we do next?" When he looked at Gaud with his red eyes, his gaze was filled with admiration. This was the most outstanding figure in the younger generation of the Marathon Family. Compared to him, his master, Matthias, was just a good-for-nothing foppish son …
"Argus, don't ask me everything …" Gaud was still squinting his eyes, but his smile was a little helpless. "Don't forget, I'm just out for a walk. I'm not interested in helping Third Brother do such a childish thing …"
"Young Master Gaud, this time, Sir Wilhelm …"
"Shut up!" At the mention of Wilhelm's name, Gaud's expression suddenly became stern, and even a little frightened. He stood up abruptly, and after looking out of the carriage, he lowered his voice and warned, "Do you want to die?"
"I'm sorry, Young Master Gaud."
"Don't ever say such words again. Don't even think about it again, understand?!" Gaud's expression was still stern. After staring at Red-eyes for a long time, he sighed helplessly. "Forget it, I'll tell you what to do next."
"You have two things to do. The first is to send someone to monitor the six mercenary corps, and pay attention to any suspicious characters. The second is to send someone to Blackhills Town. If you get any news from there, immediately find the person who spread the news, and find out who made him spread the news. If I'm not wrong, the person harboring that Felic will definitely think of a way to divert our attention. As long as we find out who is trying to divert our attention, things will be much easier …"
"Yes, I'll do it right away." Red-eyes got off the carriage after he finished speaking. According to Gaud's instructions, he divided the people he brought into several teams, and sent them to the camps of the six mercenary corps and Blackhills Town respectively.
Sitting alone in the carriage, Gaud seemed to feel that his palm was a little warm. When he raised his hand to take a look, he found that because he clenched his fist too tightly, his nails had scratched his palm, and a trace of blood was slowly oozing from the wound …
"Wilhelm, there are some things that you have to return to me sooner or later …"
…
Lin Li, who was buried in the map, did not notice at all that the Silver Hand and the Marathon Family had already made various arrangements for him.
Yesterday's lesson was too deep. He had studied the map repeatedly for dozens of times, and could now recite it with his eyes closed. When it was almost afternoon, this guy began to get restless. He called Sean, who was wandering around the camp, and the two of them planned to go to the Fire Plume Ridge again.
But before they could walk out of the camp, they were stopped by someone.
"Brother Felic!" Andre was driving a carriage. He grinned as he called out to Lin Li from afar.
Actually, logically speaking, carriages were not allowed to pass through the campsite. However, this guy was different. He was the disciple of the Sword Sage of the Storm. Even Serena had to call him uncle, and the three deputy team leaders were all respectful to him. Who would dare to say anything when he drove the carriage in?
Lin Li naturally understood the reason when he saw the expressions of the deputy leaders. He did not say anything, and greeted him with a smile. "Brother Andre, why are you here?"
"Teacher asked me to come out to do something. I happened to pass by here, so I came over to have a chat with you. Come, come, come. Let's get on the carriage first. I have something to ask you for help." Andre said as he invited the two of them to get on the carriage. Fortunately, the carriage was spacious enough. Even Sean, the humanoid magical beast, did not seem crowded when he sat on it.
After inviting the two of them to get on the carriage, Andre drove the carriage out of the Silver Hand's camp. It went along the foot of the Fire Plume Ridge, through the flat wasteland, and drove further and further towards a remote road …
"Brother Andre, just tell me what's the matter. Oh yes, don't say anything about helping. I don't believe that." The surroundings gradually became desolate. Lin Li then poked his head out of the carriage with a smile on his face.
As soon as they left the camp, Lin Li could tell that Andre's visit was not as simple as just passing by. Although he was still smiling as usual along the way, the whip in his hand was getting heavier and heavier. The two horses were already bleeding. This could only mean that Andre was very anxious. Why would he be so anxious if he was just passing by to take a look?
"Brother Felic is really meticulous. You can even see through it." Andre smiled, and stopped the carriage by the roadside. He put down the whip in his hand. "Brother Felic, do you still remember what I told you yesterday?"
"You mean, don't get involved in this mission?" Lin Li frowned. On the way, he had guessed that Andre was looking for him for this matter. He didn't expect it to be right. But why didn't Andre say so? Why did he have to drive him to such a desolate place?
The reason why Lin Li had these doubts was not because he suspected that Andre would harm him. It was mainly because he felt that Andre's behavior today was a little abnormal. With his strength and identity, there were not many things that could make him act so abnormally …
"Yes." Andre nodded and pointed to the top of the mountain with his whip. "In an hour, the six mercenary corps will go up the mountain. What they will face may be a Legendary-level magical beast. I don't want you to die, so I brought you out first, lest you follow the Silver Hand to the top of the mountain."
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