Lion Mercenary Regiment Station, Commander's Room.

Lorcid was treating his broken arm with a potion—although he had already been treated in Count Hosh's mansion before, but with a better potion, Lorcid would naturally not mind and speed up the recovery of his arm.

The best potion for the treatment of broken bones from the Mystic Island took on a pink color inside the test tube, and when illuminated by the candle flame, it emitted layers of fluorescence.

Loersid carefully uncorked the bottle, poured out the potion from the test tube, and applied it evenly to the arm where the bone had been corrected.

Feeling the coolness sink into his bones, Loersid finally let out a long breath - although it was part of his plan all along, it didn't mean that he would ignore his body.

In fact, Loersid is very concerned about his body.

After all, his goal is far from being close to the silver level now.

Silver, and even higher, was his goal.

Because, only in this way can he fulfill his long-cherished wish.

Becoming a human being is a wish he has made since he was a teenager, and he has been working hard for it, using various means to move towards it.

Looking at the empty test tube, Loersid couldn't help but let out a sigh of regret - this valuable potion could not be bought by Kimpton, in fact, he only got such a cigarette by chance; However, for treating himself, Loersid has no regrets; Because, there is only such a superior medicine. to be able to restore his arm in the true sense of the word. It won't be superficial. However, in battle, the strength and agility decreased by two or three percent, or even more.

However, then this regret was replaced by a hideous smile.

Lorsid had already thought of Dean's tragic death under the dagger of the 'Torturer'!

Although it is known as the 'double killing' of the four northern counties of the Emerald with the 'Random Killer', Loersid knows that the 'Torturer' is not much stronger than the 'Random Killer'.

If it weren't for the fact that the 'Random Killer' had a secret technique of quick recovery, it would not even be possible to compare it to the 'Torturer'.

After all. The 'Torturer' is a true silver-level powerhouse.

The strength of the other party has been verified by him personally.

That kind of speed is really amazing, and when fighting him, he doesn't even react.

Therefore, he didn't think that Dean, who was targeted by the 'torturers', would have a chance of surviving!

Even if that Dean is strong and knows the same special secret arts, it is the same - in the same level, the secret arts have a considerable effect, but after the level is increased. Such a role is minimal, unless it is a few special secret techniques, secret transmissions. Paired with top talent.

Loersid doesn't deny that Dean has top talent.

However, those special secret techniques and secret traditions are undoubtedly not possessed by Dean.

Therefore, Loersid is sure that Dean is dead!

However, even if Dean is dead, Loersid still can't get rid of the hatred in his heart-

"That idiot would have acted so provocatively...... You don't deserve to die, but what about my plan? The extraction of poison has only just begun to make progress, you 'poison. The source is dead...... 'snake man' talent, 'snake man' talent, who else in the four northern counties is the 'snake man' talent? ”

The leader of the Lion Mercenary Regiment sat in his chair, searching for information in his head.

However, in the end, the face of the leader of the lion mercenary group was full of anger and disappointment.

Undoubtedly, the result was certain, he did not find a similar talent.

And this is obviously a big blow for him.

After all, this is related to his other plan - Loersid has never been a rigid person, after setting a goal, he will not only work hard to move forward, but also choose more convenient paths, as long as this path exists, he will naturally not hesitate.

It's a pity that now this 'easy road' is broken!

"Damn Dean! Damn Rollt! ”

Loersid, who couldn't hold back his anger, sat there and scolded in a low voice.

The leader of the Lion Mercenary Regiment was angry, and even, so angry that he didn't notice that behind him, a figure appeared there silently.

It wasn't until the blade was about to pass the back of his neck that the chill above alerted the leader of the lion mercenary group.

Without thinking about it, Loersid rushed forward, and at the same time, the chair under him was kicked by him and flew backwards.

As long as the chair can block it slightly, Lorsid is sure to escape from the sword, and when the time comes, whether he turns to engage the other party, or shouts to attract the rest of the group, it is up to him.

Such an idea is undoubtedly very good.

Even, it is extremely correct.

However, Loersid, who ran forward with all his might, did not see the figure behind him, jumping like a cat, his toes were only a little on the chair, and the whole person was not only not blocked, but on the contrary, he was moving forward at a faster speed.

Laugh at!

The blade of the sword swept across half of his neck, and in the arteries that had been cut, blood spurted out like water guns, shooting straight at the beams and roof.

"You, you ......"

Loersid clutched the wound on his neck to stop the spray of blood, but it was obviously useless! The blood was still pouring out through his fingers, and at the same time, Loersid's eyes, which were gradually losing their lustre, also saw a familiar back in front of him.

How can you not be familiar?

At the noon feast, they had just met.

However, how did Lorsid not understand that the other party should not have died under the dagger of the 'torturer'? Why did he appear here, and besides, assassinate him?

Poof!

With such doubts, Loersid's body fell to the ground.

Dean pulled out a sword flower from the long sword in his hand, and the blood stained on it immediately broke away from the blade, and a bright red streak fell straight on the ground.

Boom!

Click!

With a soft sound. [Swift Thorn] sheathed.

【XP+100】

Dean glanced at the XP value, which was slightly below the opponent's strength. But. Thinking of the other party's broken arm, I was immediately relieved - the other party was not in its full heyday, and such an XP value was acceptable, and even exceeded some expectations; In proportion, it's much stronger than the XP given by 'Torturer'.

The leader of the lion mercenary group lying on the ground in front of him. Obviously, it is far beyond the level of ordinary big knights.

And that 'torturer' is not the rumored silver, just infinitely close.

Based on the XP value, Dean has a fairly accurate judgment.

Dean, who had put his sword back in his sheath, examined the corpse in front of him, and after finding nothing of value, he ran straight to the corner of the house, which in his experience must have been a secret room; And the previous experience did not lose its effect, Dean easily found a reed switch.

A candlestick inlaid on the wall.

Click!

Dean gently stirred the candlestick, and immediately there was a series of slight springs in the wall; And then. A secret door opened on its own.

The candles inside are bright, so that people can see clearly-

This chamber is not very large. It's about ten square meters, and the things densely stacked inside make this secret room seem smaller and smaller.

There are two magic items, a longsword, a piece of armor, boxes of Kimpton, and bags of gems.

Of course, what caught Dean's attention the most was the square table full of alchemy instruments.

Subconsciously, Dean walked over.

He carefully examined the herbs in the alchemy instrument, and when several of the main medicines were confirmed, Dean's face rose suddenly.

"It turned out to be 'Heart Erosion Poison', no wonder because of Roalte's death, Lorsid had such a reaction, after all, one of the main drugs of 'Heart Erosion Poison' is the body fluids of the 'Snake Man'...... However, Lorcid's should have only been given a prescription, but not how to use it - he didn't know that the 'Heart Destroying Poison' needed the cooperation of a psychic warlock to achieve the goal of gradually controlling others, and moreover, it needed a rather powerful psychic mancer to do it! ”

Dean couldn't help but sneer after checking the square table in front of him.

Dean was now well aware of the intentions of the leader of the Lion Mercenary Regiment, after all, the appearance of the 'Heart Erosion Poison', a poison that could control others, was enough to explain the problem.

However, in the same way, the leader of the Lion Mercenary Regiment did not really understand the 'Heart Poison'.

Although this poison is quite magical, it has a lot of restrictions, and it not only requires a psychiocic warlock to be able to use it, but also needs to be used. The certain cooperation of the medicine man, especially the strength of the latter, must be lower than the former's two major levels, otherwise, it will be counterattacked - to put it simply, a gold-level psychic warlock can only control the level of a great knight.

However, a psychic warlock who has reached the gold level, if he wants to control a great knight, he does not need such trouble, and all kinds of psychic abilities are enough for him to accomplish what he wants to do.

As a result, the 'Heart Eater' is only circulated among low-level psychic warlocks.

However, for those who don't know the truth of the 'Heart Poison', such a potion is really amazing.

So, some 'deals' came into being – which Dean thought was pure fraud.

And there is no doubt that the leader of the Lion Mercenary Group who died in front of him is one of the 'victims'.

"Was the rebellion in the Blood Moon War due to the anger caused by the failure of this plan?"

Dean sneered.

Then, after inspecting the chamber and finding nothing else, he picked up the valuable gems and walked away.

The magic items in the shape of two weapons and armor are too easy to identify, while Kimpton is heavy and of little value.

Gemstones naturally became Dean's first choice.

Moreover, this gem worth more than 5,000 Kimpton obviously could solve his urgent need.

PS first update ~ (to be continued......)