"You misunderstood," Rodney's expression was still very natural, "I don't think so. ”

"If I really wanted to threaten you, I wouldn't have been in a room alone with you," Rodney pointed to the parchment scroll in my hand and said, "The reason why I have gathered so much information is to be able to understand you more deeply, to understand your way of doing things as a person, and I want to know if I am suitable to be your friend." ”

"You're exalting me too much" Seeing that he was sincere, although I was still expressionless, the murderous intent between my eyebrows had already dissipated: "I'm just an ordinary adventurer." ”

"Maybe it's very ordinary for you" Rodney took a sip of tea and said with a wry smile: "You know, in order to collect these information, I even used my own intelligence organization to search most of the Zephyr Continent, and as a result, I found such a little information, I believe that there are definitely more things about you that I don't know." ”

I didn't deny it, pondered for a long time, and said, "There are some things, the less you know, the better for yourself." ”

Rodney nodded, "Taught." ”

Unfolding the parchment, I read it carefully, which recorded some of the things I had done before, although it was only a few things, but it also amazed me, because I clearly remembered that in order to cut off the trouble, I killed all the witnesses, even so, he can still find my information through clues, the spy agency of this world, it is really not simple.

Yes, what is recorded on the parchment are a few things that are very old from the past, and there are only a few adventurers who have been killed by me in order to survive.

On it, it not only records the information of me, the three or four teams of hostile adventurers killed in the dungeon, but also records a guild that I once destroyed with my own hands.

I've said that I don't take small guilds seriously, and medium-sized guilds, I dare to provoke.

This is true.

There are about twenty or thirty small guilds that have fallen in my hands, and there must have been more than a dozen medium-sized guilds if I remember correctly.

These guilds are purely the kind of overbearing and arrogant robbers who rob the wealth of wandering adventurers, and there is even one guild that has gained a lot of profits because of this, and its power has reached the big guilds.

Unfortunately, they met me.

After a series of wheel battles, there were corpses of adventurers who were similar to or inferior to me, and adventurers who were stronger than me, or much stronger than me, were also killed by me.

I was dying, and in desperation, I drove the power of my left arm and wiped out the few remaining masters.

After that time, when I woke up, I found that the black graffiti on my left arm had spread more than an inch.

That's when I stopped using my left arm indiscriminately, because whenever I looked at it, I would find the black graffiti on my left arm always so scary.

Of course, what is recorded on the parchment is not the most tragic 'Guild Erasure War', but a medium-sized guild that used to have a slight name and was reasonably strong.

I vaguely remember that the adventurers of this guild drove the monsters to the area where I killed the monsters, intending to drive me away, and I was sprayed with the stinky blood of the goblin warriors, and I was in a bad mood, coupled with their arrogance, so I started to kill all the members of the medium-sized guild.

Since I didn't have the strength of my left arm that time, there may have been some witness hiding in the corner and surviving, but I guess he wouldn't be happy to live, because I was so indecent to be covered in blood.

Handing him the parchment, Rodney took it and threw it into the brazier beside him.

"Why did you burn it?" I asked.

"I just wanted to tell you that in order to be your friend, I investigated you and did not do it right, so now I have to correct it."

"I said you would burn it, I won't change it to you, seriously, I still want to keep it as a souvenir." I sighed regretfully.

"Oh, you said it earlier," Rodney remorseed, and he got up and tried to grab the half-burned parchment scroll.

"Forget it," I stopped him and said, "Burn it, burn it, it's okay." ”

But he muttered to himself in his heart: It seems that he may not have hidden the scroll.

"Why don't I ask my men to sort it out for you," Rodney said, "but it will take a while, and I will send them away." ”

"No, no," I said, shaking my head, feigning a wry smile.

"Seriously, should I be flattered that you can get so much information about me, or should I say that you really don't have a hard time?"

"It's not easy" Rodney said very straightly: "Take the matter of eliminating the guild as an example, at that time, in order to find out the truth of the matter, I sent people to search every corner of Eri City, and finally found out from a homeless man the reason for some of the things, and after verification, I learned that the homeless man was also an adventurer, and he hid behind the rock on the day of the accident to avoid it, but since then, he no longer seems to have the courage to be an adventurer, and he lives in fear all day long, and finally becomes a waste. ”

He sighed and said, "He committed suicide the day after telling my intelligence agent about this, and I really can't understand how terrible you were at that time, to scare a good adventurer into a madman." ”

I touched my face in embarrassment: "Am I really that ugly?" ”

Rodney shook his head: "It's not ugly, although it's much worse than me." ”

What a peat narcissism!

I really want to punch this narcissistic second fool's handsome face, but I still stopped the urge, although his words are very narcissistic, but at least his appearance is still pleasing to the eye, if he makes his appearance miserable, then I have to cover my eyes and continue the conversation with him.

Seeing that my face was much better, Rodney also breathed a sigh of relief, and his tone of voice became natural: "I have observed you before, and I feel that your level is not as high as I imagined, but the strength that bursts out is always unexpected." ”

"When did you start spying on me?"

I asked unceremoniously.

"It's too hurtful to say that surveillance" Rodney pretended to be sad, "I just want to observe your daily routine so that I can be friends with you." ”

Sweat..

This guy is not only narcissistic, but also self-righteous.

"Well, it's observation, since when?"

"From the time you just stepped into the fourth level and started to kill the special killing goblin warriors," Rodney said with a look of admiration, "I have never seen an adventurer who has just stepped into the fourth level be able to deal with a team of more than three goblin warriors so easily, especially your sword technique, it is simply an art!" ”