Crucial Intelligence

Southwest of Blood Drop Town.

Sunrise.

The sun chased away the thin mist.

One after another, bald men dressed in red robes appeared on the ruins.

Because it was exploited and plundered by the Truth Society.

Very little remains in this area.

Even the buildings are now just endless rows of stone pillars and collapsed stone houses.

But the Red-Robed Mage walking among the stone pillars were very serious.

Each of them was holding a magnifying glass.

Everywhere we went.

They would then bend down and use a magnifying glass to examine the cracks in the ruins.

Sometimes.

They would even use pen and paper to record some data and text.

As the search scope continues to expand.

The distance between the red-robed figures also widened.

However, they did not come closer to each other because of this.

Within the Red Robe organization.

The most terrifying thing is failing to complete the tasks assigned by superiors.

Compared to the methods of the "executioners".

The kind of Midnight Black Hand who only abuses the body and never takes a life can be considered a warm-hearted man.

Besides, it's broad daylight now.

As is widely known.

The Midnight Black Hand usually only appears at night.

Therefore, the red-robed men explored with great confidence.

Around noon.

South side of the stone pillar forest.

A tall, Red-Robed Mage is using a magnifying glass to examine an earthworm hidden under a rock.

It was at this moment.

He heard footsteps behind him.

The Red-Robed Mage turned around warily.

His right hand was placed on his lower back:

"Who?"

"Mr. Smart, it's me, my name is Cisco."

The newcomer was a bald young man.

His steps were steady, he carried a Two-Headed Serpent Staff in his hand, and his red robes were incredibly alluring under the sun.

"May I buy a ' Lockpicking Scroll ' from you?"

Everyone says you're honest and trustworthy, even to children and the elderly.

The Red-Robed Mage slowly moved his right hand away from his lower back.

His eyes darted around slightly, revealing a cunning look:

"I'm always fair in business, but that's in town—do you think I'd carry a whole bunch of scrolls around outside?"

"Not to mention..."

"Why do you suddenly need a ' Lockpicking Scroll '?"

As he spoke, his eyes narrowed.

The bald boy seemed to realize something, and he muttered, "This has nothing to do with you."

That's all.

He turned and left.

"Have you discovered a treasure chest or a secret door?"

The Red-Robed Mage's sinister voice came from behind—

The boy suddenly turned around and tried to touch his lower back.

But the next second...

His body froze.

Because the other party had already taken the crossbow from their lower back and aimed it at him! "Take me to where you found the treasure chest."

The man said coldly:

"I'll give you a third of it. On the condition that you don't try anything funny."

His lips were a purplish color, giving him a youthful appearance.

After a while.

He nodded reluctantly.

"Give me your staff."

Smart raised the crossbow even higher and greedily commanded, "I'll keep it for you for a while."

"This is to make sure you don't try anything funny."

Under the threat of crossbows.

The bald boy reluctantly handed over the "Two-Headed Serpent Staff".

Smart took the staff and urged without even looking at it:

"Let's go, let's go!"

The two walked a mile to the west.

final.

In a crevice of a pile of stones.

They discovered an old treasure chest.

Fluorescent light circulated inside the box.

It subtly exudes an extraordinary aura.

"Idiot!"

Seeing this, Smart chuckled:

"Even without Lockpicking Scroll, you can open this kind of treasure chest as long as you're strong enough!"

"I can't take it apart."

The boy's voice was filled with disappointment.

Smart didn't take it seriously. He raised his crossbow and ordered, "Get away from here."

The boy obediently did so.

Smart quickly approached the treasure chest.

Golden light shone through the gaps in the box.

His eyes were dazzled by it.

"I'm rich!"

Just as this thought crossed his mind.

He suddenly realized—

A strong, powerful hand landed firmly on his buttocks! Before Smart could even put up a resistance.

He was lifted up by an irresistible force! At the same time.

A gaping maw had split open on the "treasure chest"! Smart couldn't even utter a sound.

He was then forced into the mouth of the "Treasure Chest Monster" by that hand holding his buttocks!

"Clap clap clap!"

Roger clapped his hands expressionlessly.

After closing the Qilin Arm.

He walked in another direction from the ruins.

A short while later.

He used the same method to lure in another Red-Robed Mage.

Compared to Smart.

This guy is more cautious!

He actually ordered Roger to open the box.

So Roger had no choice but to cooperate with the level 46 Treasure Chest Monster he had summoned.

final.

Attracted by that dazzling, precious light.

The mage ultimately couldn't escape Roger's clutches.

This process is repeated.

That's how the day went.

Roger captured all the Red-Robed Mage in the vicinity.

After a successful attack.

Roger immediately fled with the Treasure Chest Monster.

For safety's sake, he retreated all the way to the outside of the New District.

There.

The Quasi-Horned Demon in the Logistics Group had already dug a brand new Underground Camp.

This time, Roger ordered them to dig even deeper in order to target the mages.

Furthermore, a three-layered anti-reconnaissance barrier was set up outside the camp.

in this case.

The red-robed figures inside the Treasure Chest Monster's belly are destined to be helpless and desperate.

That night.

Roger skillfully drained this group of evil bald men dry.

But this time he left no survivors—

These days...

Roger observed that the Red Robe organization didn't really care about the lives of a small number of menial servants.

at the same time.

In terms of intelligence gathering.

His progress was also very slow.

Therefore, he had to try the Echo Orb approach.

After killing these 30-plus Red-Robed Mage.

Roger acquired a large number of Echo Orb filled with evil intentions.

He started pinching them off one by one.

First, there's the mage-merchant Smart.

Being sent to this godforsaken place is absolutely the worst luck imaginable! But opportunity and risk always go hand in hand.

Insider information about Old Hughes.

I made a fortune selling magnifying glasses.

After all, without a magnifying glass, the handymen wouldn't even be able to complete the most basic task of collecting traces.

But then again...

What exactly do they want us to find? No way.

I need to find out more about this.

"Top secret? Heh."

So-called top secret.

They simply think the price I offered wasn't high enough.

He really is the organization's procurement chief.

Old Hughes was as slippery as an Ni Qiu.

But in the end...

He still hinted at it vaguely.

This is related to Star Track Change.

Damn it!

I replaced the 'Astrology' course with 'The Use of Blunt Weapons and Baguettes' a long time ago.

"I don't know anything about Star Track Change."

Good news has arrived.

It is said that because of the ' Midnight Black Hand ',

The demand for Sunlight Jellyfish has increased significantly.

The authorities want to establish a new breeding ground.

This requires a large amount of sea salt.

We didn't have this many supplies when we arrived.

This is my opportunity.

I need to find a way to leave Blood Drop Town.

As for the Midnight Black Hand?

Surely no one is really afraid of those butt fetishists?

Upon hearing this...

Roger was overjoyed.

They wished they could immediately send the red-robed men a large amount of sea salt.

"Perhaps this is also a starting point."

Roger listened with great anticipation.

But compared to Smart.

The quality of the Echo Orb from the other red robes was much lower.

We're more than halfway there.

Roger was also unable to gather any more useful intelligence.

Instead, my mind was filled with a bunch of random, nonsensical information.

Later on...

Roger wasn't the only one yawning out of boredom.

Even the Quasi-Horned Demon, who were known for their love of eavesdropping, were incredibly sleepy.

Until the very last Echo Orb was crushed.

Things have finally changed.

It was a somewhat immature voice.

"My brother and Daniel are arguing again."

This was normal in the past.

Although they were all disciples of Lord Vilan.

But they had different missions on this trip.

Arguing is a common occurrence.

But this time is different.

This situation is much more serious.

Because of the lack of clues regarding that ' Void Realm Invitation '.

Daniel is under a lot of pressure.

He became very irritable.

So that's why we met in secret that day.

He whipped me a few more times.

It's nothing.

After all, I love him very much.

But his brother discovered all of this.

He immediately challenged Daniel to a duel.

Although I managed to persuade him to stop.

But when he left, his brother looked very hurt.

I know.

He loves me very much.

My brother is also under a lot of pressure.

So that night I secretly left the servants' camp to go find him.

He told me.

Lord Vilan asked him to find something called the ' Golden House '.

I don't understand what that is.

I just hope my brother and Daniel are both doing well.

And just don't find out about my relationship with Kun.

"It's so complicated..."

The Woodpecker was dumbfounded.

Roger rubbed his temples expressionlessly.

He vaguely remembered.

This Echo Orb was collected from the corpse of a handsome, bald young man.

A bald boy from a menial labor camp.

She managed to hook up with two of Vilan's disciples at the same time.

Moreover, she handled the situation flawlessly.

All I can say is that they do have some tricks up their sleeves.

Let's put aside all those messy male-male relationships.

The little bald man's Echo Orb provided Roger with crucial intelligence—

That is the Red Robe organization's objective.

Vilan wants both the invitation and the Golden House!

Putting aside the invitation letter.

A person of Vilan's caliber would never act without a purpose.

Therefore, Roger believed...

The Red Robe organization's top brass definitely has reliable leads on the "Golden House"!

After listening to the broadcast.

Roger thought about it for a full hour.

final.

He made a decision.

A moment later.

From a pile of corpses about to be cremated.

Roger silently dragged out the little bald man's corpse.

Then I started to get started.

"Skinning Master /Disguise: Shall we begin skinning people and creating human skin masks?"

30 minutes later.

A lifelike human skin mask appeared in Roger's hand.

Put on the human skin mask immediately.

Roger rushed to Blood Drop Town overnight.

He had to act before Vilan's two disciples discovered that their beloved little brother was in trouble.

Otherwise, it would be a waste of such an excellent identity.

at night.

Roger raced across the ruins.

Far away.

Roger discovered a group of Red-Robed Mage.

They appear to be confronting someone.

Roger didn't want to pay them any attention.

However, just as he was about to take a detour...

A booming voice rang out from afar. "Robbery! Hand over everything!"

"Is there any need for me to introduce myself?"

"Everyone, stick your ass out for me..."

Roger paused for a moment.

A thought struck him, and he moved closer in stealth mode.

The Red-Robed Mage huddled together in panic.

Someone whispered, "What do we do?"

Why are we so unlucky?

"We've actually encountered the legendary ' Midnight Black Hand '!"