"Is anyone home?"

Ziegler knocked on the door in front of him, and the man who lived next door poked out to see what was happening, but was startled by the soldiers guarding the room and hurriedly retracted his head.

After waiting for a while, Ziegler sighed: "It seems that there is no one......"

Then he kicked open the door and walked into the house with the puppet girl, and the soldiers looked at each other a few times with twinkling eyes, and did not choose to shrink the defensive range - because this was the safe range that 'Mr. Ziegler' told them, and the maid chief told them to obey Mr. Ziegler's command in this operation, so they naturally would not disobey the order.

The red dragon swaggered into the house with the puppet girl, looked left and right in the room, and shrugged helplessly, "Run! It seems that they have already noticed......

The contents of the house showed signs of use, and the contents of the kitchen were clean and looked like they should have run away a long time ago.

Although their previous actions were not in a big uproar, they were a little bigger.

After all, it was the believers of the Plague Church, and they knew the location of some of the Plague Church believers from the mouth of the dead man before, whether that was true or not, anyway, it was an advantage to make the first move.

Who knows if they carry something like 'plague'?

The dead man before was an adventurer, and it was smart to be able to use this route to sneak in, many adventurers have mostly committed crimes in certain territories, and there are not many good people in this group, even if they haven't committed too many things, they must have done it by stealing chickens and dogs, and they don't like to be interrogated, so the inspection of outsiders such as adventurers and mercenaries on the borders of the principality is a little more relaxed.

Due to the old duke's many sweeps before, there were very few cultists in the Principality of Sorrowful Wind, and now there are more border checks, and even fewer cultists can sneak into the country without knowing it.

As a result, I didn't expect that so many were dug up at once, and if it was the knights who guarded every border town, the maid was a little suspicious that they had taken bribes.

After wandering around the room for a while, Ziegler touched the head of the puppet girl next to him and sighed, "Rena, if it were me, I would definitely plant a 'plague seed' here, and then release the plague when the tracer arrived...... Of course, if I had escaped a long time ago, then for safety, I would not have lurked around here, but set a time to detonate, and when the time is up, I will detonate the seed and divert my attention, so that I can escape more smoothly. ”

"So what about ......"

Da!

Ziegler grinned and snapped his fingers.

The soldiers guarding the area around the house suddenly appeared in front of their eyes with a semicircular cover buckled to the ground, startling them.

Then they were able to see that the house in the hood had suddenly exploded!

Flames erupted from the house, and in an instant they were already in front of them, and they raised their hands in horror to block them, and at the same time let out an exclamation.

But the flames stopped in front of them, and were shrouded in the shroud that had suddenly appeared before their eyes, and not a single thing leaked out.

In the blink of an eye, their vision was filled with crimson, all heat and sound were confined to the shroud, and the only thing they could notice was the roaring fire.

After a moment's pause, they realized that Mr. Ziegler was still inside!

Immediately after, they saw the flames in front of them begin to flow backwards, as if time had begun to reset, and finally disappeared without a trace.

Ziegler stood in the open space and flicked his shirt and pants, a smile on his face, relaxed and relaxed.

The soldiers stared blankly, until the cover in front of them shattered and drifted away as a point of light.

It turned out that it wasn't they who had been calculated, but Mr. Ziegler's movement? Otherwise, how could that mask appear!

For a while, the morale of the soldiers increased greatly, it turned out that Mr. Ziegler was so powerful!

Until they saw the girl who had been following 'Mr. Ziegler' raise her foot and kick him in the crook of the leg.

The soldiers' smiles froze, and Ziegler gasped—it hurt, and it seemed like his legs were numb!

Looking back with a bitter face, he saw the puppet girl glaring at him angrily, her hands empty......

Just now...... He seems to ...... Careless......

The red dragon sighed, and looked up and down at this 'little maid' of his own, although it was a maid, how could it look more like a daughter?

Ziegler raised his hand and touched the puppet girl's head, and comforted helplessly: "Okay, okay, don't be angry, I'll buy it for you when I go back!" ”

"Humph!"

The puppet girl snorted softly, tilted her head and shook off Ziegler's hand.

Ziegler scratched his hair in embarrassment, always feeling like a spoiled daughter, but his daughter had an awkward relationship with him.

looked around and found that the soldiers were looking at him in a daze, and he snorted coldly for some reason: "Look at what, let's go!"

The soldiers looked at each other, then smiled at Ziegler's back as he pulled the puppet girl away.

............

"Not a trap?" asked Cervantes, confused.

"I don't know!" Ziegler shrugged his shoulders and shook his head, "How do I know this, you ask me? It may or may not be, but I don't know if it is, it's a question that is destined to have no answer, unless we can know what is going on in their heads." ”

Cervantes frowned, Ziegler was talking nonsense, but it was true.

It's the same for saying 'maybe it's not a trap' because they've made a bit of a fuss before, and it's the same for saying 'maybe it's a trap' because they're a bit too big so that that person can escape in time, otherwise they might have been able to get to a certain stage and then be besieged by the Plague Church - if they were so ruthless.

It was a question that was destined to be unanswered, unless they could know what was going on in the minds of the people of the Plague Church, which was obviously impossible.

"That'...... The clue is broken?" the black dragon asked again.

"Then it depends on whether it's a trap or not!"

The topic returned to the original, Ziegler happily analyzed: "If it weren't for the trap, they wouldn't do anything after that, but would do their best to shrink up and wait for the limelight to pass before they came out to make trouble; But it is not known whether we caught the 'clue' by luck or was specially arranged for us to catch it, so we still don't know whether it was a trap or not. ”

Hearing this, Cervantes frowned and thought deeply.

Ziegler thought about it for a moment, but quickly came back to his senses, and smiled, not knowing what he had in mind.

"Cervantes, isn't that food hunter still in the city?" Ziegler asked with a smile.

Cervantes raised his eyes, "It's still there, what's wrong?"

"Anyway, she's a legend, isn't she?" Ziegler snickered, "I remember she's here for 'food'......, right? Hey, hey!"

The red dragon raised an eyebrow and smiled an 'you know' smile.

This time, Cervantes rarely refutes him, but nods thoughtfully, "This is indeed a good idea......

"So be it!"

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