Ride and Cut

Du Peng snapped his fingers, and the wizard's hand immediately prepared hot tea and snacks, and the three of them sat around the round table.

　　 "You don't believe that the Titans are watching our world, right." Richard sighed, his first reaction was this.

　　 Frankly speaking, his current prestige and reputation are indeed not enough. If he can't speak, all the intelligent life on the whole continent will be convinced.

　　 But I have been questioned a lot, and I am really impatient.

　　 was about to repeat all the words like memorizing the script, but the other party's reaction was unexpected.

　　 "No, no, on the contrary, I'm sure about it." The little otter waved his hand again and again, "Introduce myself, my name is Igne, and I am the high priest of the Orc Kingdom."

　　 Richard and Du Peng looked at each other, and they were shocked in the eyes of the other person. The high priest is a powerful person equivalent to a magister in the ancestral spirit system.

　　 "Disrespect and disrespect." Richard couldn't help being laughed. The image of the other party was different from what he had imagined as a sacrifice.

　　 "In your eyes, should the half-orcs sacrifice a circle of animal skins around their waists, wear a crown of feathers on their heads, and paint their faces with weird bright oil paints, roaring and dancing around the fire?"

　　 Richard laughed awkwardly when he saw through his mind.

　　 To be honest, it's not just him, most humans think that half-orcs are almost that image.

　　 But at the moment people's leather shoes are bright enough to reflect the figure, and the tuxedo is so hot that he is the disheveled person by comparison.

　　 "The era is developing, and the orcs are also advancing. But you humans always like to look at other races with old eyes. It's really arrogant." Igne joked.

　　 "Apologize to you, honorable priest." Richard had to admit that as the overlord of the world today, human beings are indeed very arrogant in general.

　　 In the eyes of most humans, elves live in the forest, dwarves are good at ironing, and half-orcs like to roar at the north wind.

　　 But in fact, there is no diversity within any race.

　　Not to mention, there is not a dwarf Robbie in Alpine Fort who never touches a forging hammer.

Igne didn’t get too entangled with this, and after lightly revealing it, he continued: “Actually, I don’t have any doubts about your intelligence, because we have verified it from another angle. Visiting you is to piece together more information through mutual exchanges. What a truth."

　　 "Excuse me, do you mean?" Lord Lord's face suddenly became serious.

"Please don't make this announcement public." The otter picked up the teacup and concealed his expression, and burst out a news that was too heavy to be heavy, "Our old king, an old friend of Master Dupont, Lai His Majesty Inhart was bewitched by the Titans!"

　　 The fat old man who was drinking tea suddenly coughed and coughed.

　　 The saucer was unsteady for a while, and the hot water splashed on his thighs, grinning for a while.

　　 Richard sits as firm as a mountain, his face as calm as an ancient well.

"In fact, Philip is not too keen on power and has always respected his adoptive father. But after discovering this accidentally and admonishing to no avail, he had to set off a coup to replace it." Igne said slowly, "After all, the kingdom is better than The king is more important."

　　 "No matter what, all this seems to have nothing to do with Sinclair." Master Dupont sat up straight, his eyes sharp like a falcon, "If it really is like you said, why does this kid hide himself in the street?"

"Because no matter what the purpose, the coup d'etat is essentially a change of power, how can the new superiors allow the blood of the old king to continue? There are many people who want her life, and staying in the palace is the most dangerous thing to know. Secret arrow, even the king and the high priest can't stop it."

　　 Igne's remarks showed a completely two-tiered struggle experience with an academic mage like Du Pont.

"Actually, I believe it a little bit." Richard mossed his chin thoughtfully. "At first, I heard Sinclair said that he could change his voice by swallowing charcoal, and disguise his skin color, so that he could hide in the street beggars to avoid chasing soldiers. I vaguely feel that something is wrong. Can the two of you conceal a little trick from someone who is interested?"

　　 "And she was able to contact Master Dupont at first because she was looking for a chance to get a relic of the ancestor. But with her little three-legged cat skills, she could find a chance. This is too nonsense in itself."

　　Lord Lord is not so easy to trust a stranger who meets for the first time, even as prominent as a high priest.

　　 But he understands a very simple truth-if something is full of abnormalities, the high probability is not that someone has been stupid all the time, but because there is a deeper level of nuisance.

"If she hadn’t been able to hide her secretly without Fei Li’s help, she would have been discovered." Igne looked at the sleeping lion cub. I knew it was taken away."

　　 He blinked and sighed a little: "This is not bad, it's the best ending. In addition, I also want to ask the two of you. It's better not to let Sinclair know about this."

　　 "Why?" Du Pont couldn't help asking.

　　 "Who doesn't want his father to be a hero forever?"

　　 This unforgettable truth reveals that Master Dupont can't help but be overwhelmed.

"I'm really curious, why the Titans have to try to confuse the intelligent life of this world?" Richard moved his **** and changed to a more comfortable sitting position. "From the two examples I have so far, Belluni Both Nero and Nero were recruited because of their desire for power."

"Your Majesty Reinhardt is for life." Igne said calmly, "An elderly dying old man, what else can make him crazy except life. Titan promised to help him continue his life, and as a price, he To collect human magic knowledge for the Titans."

　　 "Titan will continue to live?" Richard was surprised.

　　 Judging from his current experience ~www.readwn.com~ Titans are of the highest level, yes, but they have never shown anything too unusual.

　　 To save a life that is gradually going to decay, undoubtedly involves the most original and complex mystery of life, and the difficulty is absolutely beyond imagination.

"In a sense, it can be regarded as it." The corner of Igne's mouth was slightly curved, and it seemed to be ridiculing. "His Majesty Reinhardt, who should have died long ago, stayed in the world for three more years as a necromancer. He was already on the scene when he was discovered. It is covered with corpse spots and consumes a lot of spices every day to cover up the smell. Can you imagine that the man who sat on the throne of the kingdom for three years was actually a dead person!"

　　 "Isn't the point that the Titans are collecting knowledge of human magic?" Du Pont recovered from his shock.

　　 After the demise of the elven empire, the human magic system developed and evolved independently from a few inheritance. It is indeed very different from the Titans or the elves.

　　 This is not a secret, and it is not difficult for a slightly knowledgeable person to know.

　　 "It's really strange, so I want to know." Igne turned his head to look at Richard, "For Nero and Belluni, what do the Titans demand of them?"

　　 "You may not believe it, but I really didn't lie to you." Lord Lord said with a wry smile, "From what I know, the Titans seem to have made no demands on them from beginning to end."

　　 "It's almost closer to your relatives than your parents, and you don't want to pay anything in return. As for driving them crazy, it's also due to environmental factors. You can't blame the Titans. It's not the same treatment as Sinclair's unlucky old man."