To Kirkin, there was an eerie silence in the valley.

In fact, it doesn't like this silence, because danger is always lurking in the wind, and it is like a poisonous snake hidden in the shadows, jumping out and biting you when it is cold.

Corkin is a lizardman dragoon squad leader, and in the usual mission of the operation, it is often given orders that are straightforward and simple - raid or plunder - but the dragoons occasionally act as reconnaissance units, which is one of their most annoying tasks, scouting is too dangerous, especially in the jungle, and professional skill often speaks for itself over speed and agility.

Kirkin also doesn't like a situation where he can't play to his strengths.

It looked up, its long, narrow diamond-shaped pupils reflecting the white glow of the morning sun, the warmth of the sun dispelling the last vestiges of coldness that had been left after the night. The concentration seeped into the lizardman's icy blood, making it shiver for a moment. The lizardmen lieutenant shook his head in disgust, and it tracked the air for unusual smells with the sharp sense of smell characteristic of the lizardmen—the command asked them to search for a troop of humans, but where were the humans?

To the north of Chablis was a vast expanse of forest, and to be honest, Kirgin found it a bit whimsical to find a few people from this forest.

But the lizardman lieutenant carefully clung to the spear, his right hand forward, his only three fingers pointing to the forest ahead. It let out a series of high-pitched sounds, ordering its men to disperse and enter—the Silver Moon Demon Wolf Hand Fight

But it didn't realize that it had made a mistake at this time.

It only realized this when Corkin sent his men into the strange woods and became silent.

But even this time it was a little too late to react, and the lizardman hurried to retreat - and at the same time thought of how to make up a plan in his mind how to explain to its leader, the leader of the lizardmen, Hyukil, that he had lost four precious dragoons because of one of his own negligences.

It's not an easy question to answer, and while Hyukir is a vulgar, unsociable nouveau riche in the eyes of most of his men, he's also a shrewd lizardman, and Kirgin knows that his leader is not easy to fool. How will it answer? But it soon found itself that it didn't need to worry about the problem.

Because it turned around and saw a human and an elf standing behind it, and Kirkin had no idea when they were there, it knew that the elf staring at him coldly—no, it should be a silver elf. Lately, they've been making trouble at the Silver Elves' King's Tomb, and Kokin has gained some insight as well.

That silver elf was exuding the aura unique to the peak powerhouse of the Golden Order.

The outcome of the battle was predictable, and it was hard to imagine how five 'weak' lizardman cavalry could have resisted in front of more than twenty warriors at the peak of gold.

Therefore, Kokin had no choice but to tie his hands and be captured.

……

Sometimes a small mistake can kill a person.

The only thing the lizardman lieutenant was thankful for the fact that those who caught it didn't seem to be going to kill it for the time being. Unfortunately, this is just one of the many pieces of bad news that seems to be more acceptable. As a scout himself, Corkin knew that the scouts would sometimes scratch their tongues and let the captives live a little longer before they got the information they wanted. But they usually end up with only one, and the Scouts don't go along with the burden.

It sounds strange, but it's true, sometimes death isn't the most terrible thing.

If you don't tell the truth, there are many ways that those cold and ruthless scouts can make you taste worse than death. As a seasoned scout and already an even more seasoned lizardman bandit, Kirkin is no stranger to what is to come. But it is not afraid, because it is ready, and as soon as the other party asks it, it will do its best to tell it all it knows.

Lizardmen don't have much discipline.

And the lizardmen who are robbers will not have it.

Its hands and feet were tightly bound with a rope, but it looked up cautiously, but Kirgin soon discovered the fact that if there was a tongue to scratch, these people were too little. The lizardman lieutenant soon saw that all of his men were dead, four, one no more, one no less. It's not stupid, and immediately realizes that its survival situation may be a bit dangerous.

Silver Moon: Demon Wolf

So who are they? What do they want to do?

Kokin was thinking about this, but suddenly his eyes darkened, and the two humans and silver elves who had captured it were already standing in front of him. The lizardman lieutenant swallowed at once, its eyes rolling, and if it survived, it would be willing to do so anyway. The Silver Moon Demon Wolf hits with his hands

But the key is, how can you save your life?

As it pondered the esoteric question, Brando stared at it. Because Amber Sword is not a game that plays cards according to common sense, in fact, players who have moved from the PC of the past to the home console of the next era have gradually figured out this pattern after suffering a loss.

Of course, these experiences have been passed down in the process of accumulation, and Brando, who has experienced the post-virtual era, has naturally learned how to adapt to the way the cards are played in this world.

He first stood in front of the lizardman lieutenant, carefully examining the other man, and then smiled slightly.

He crouched down in front of Kirkin, reached out and patted the man's rough, narrow face, and said gently, "I know," he said, "are you thinking about what I'm going to ask, and then tell me everything you know, and then beg me to spare your life, right?"

Kokin opened its mouth wide - revealing about a hundred sharp teeth - and it now felt as if it was ready to take on an enemy, but what it didn't expect was to be punched in the face by his opponent. The lizardman shook his head, not figuring out why this human knew what it was thinking, or if the other party had the ability to read minds.

But if the other party has such an ability, doesn't that mean that its only chance to save its life is gone? Ke Jin couldn't help but shudder, and took 10,000 steps back and said, it didn't have the chance of survival, it was enough to ask these terrible enemies not to torture it before they died. It couldn't help but stare warily at Brando with diamond-shaped pupils.

"Are you scared?" Brando asked again.

As he said this, he felt a low snickerle behind him. He could tell it was Roman and Antitina's voices, including the Wild Elf sisters, and most of the Rubis mercenaries had joined in. Brando couldn't help but feel a little annoyed for a while, thinking to himself that I said you guys should give a little face, didn't you see that I was doing business?

But it was also a very helpless thing, in fact, when he said this to the lizardman for the first time, everyone present was shocked by him. But after the second time, or even the third time, everyone realized that their lord was just pretending to be a ghost. But maybe these people don't understand that Brando's ability to read minds, nor is he pretending to be a ghost, but he has really dealt too much with these robbers, bandits and other NPCs, and he already knows some of their basic reactions. Which NPCs have discipline and which NPCs don't, Brando has long known it.

It's just that the lizardman Kirgin obviously has no room to care about other people at this time, it has been frightened by Brando, and it can almost be sure that this human is a wizard, a terrifying wizard who can see through people's hearts. Of course, it was still a little suspicious, but immediately saw Brando stand up and take out a sleeve gem from his arms, look at it slightly, and ask, "Can you answer my question—"

Ke Jin was skeptical, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he found that he had made any noise. Although the mouth was still open and closed, there was not a sound at all.

This time Kokin was really terrified, although the wizards in this era were far less mysterious than they were before in the Age of Chaos, but in the hearts of the people of this remote mountainous area, those people still held terrifying power. Kirkin couldn't help but look at Brando in a daze, not understanding why the other party wanted to 'steal' his voice.

But Brando grabbed the sleeve gem and withdrew the silence. He looked at the energy in the gem, there were still six rounds left—and then he put the gem away, and said to the lizardman with a stern face, "See, I can take away your ability to speak, or I can give it back to you." Voice is part of the soul, and it is not only your voice that I can take away, but also your soul. ”

The young man's voice cooled: "** will rot, but the soul will endure." Therefore the punishment and suffering of life itself is often temporary, but have you ever tried to taste the torment of the soul in the flame forever?"

Ke Jin shuddered and hurriedly shook his head.

Brando smiled gently, squatted down and pressed the other party's forehead and said, "Then how about you do me a favor?"

The lizardman nodded like pounded garlic.

……

"You're saying they're retreating to the southwest?"

"Yes, sir, my men saw them retreating along the valley to the southwest on the mountainside, and I don't know if they found our ......"

As Corkin pushed open the door and entered the hall that belonged to Hyukyr, he saw one of his colleagues reporting something to their leader sitting in a high chair in the middle. The scene made it a little nervous, but in the end, the instinct to survive prevailed, and it took a breath, gathered its thoughts, and walked on. The Silver Moon Demon Wolf hits with his hands

The lizardman who was making the report seemed to have finished what he had to say, and at Hyukir's signal, it turned and staggered past Kokin and left the hall. Our lizardman lieutenant did not dare to look back, nor to meet Hyukir's gaze, and in such a situation he could only bow his head - but he immediately recognized two more people in the hall from the number of boots on the stall.

In fact, it knew both of them, both of whom were human, but seemed to have some kind of friendship with their leader. Kirkin had seen the two guys yesterday afternoon, but it knew it was the boss's business, and it didn't dare to ask.

It silently recited Brando's words to it in its mind, Martha was on top, and it swore that it had never taken the prayer so seriously.

The threatening words of the human wizard are still ringing in my ears, and my life is at stake.