The Summoner

Returning from the ruins of the sleeping tomb, Adrien understood the importance of power.

This is the real capital that can save lives.

After all, here is not the technological universe of the previous life, but the fantasy plane where the gods control the rules of the world’s operation. Undisguised weak meat and strong food. In the established common sense, the souls of the weak are sadly not entirely their own.

The world where the fittest survives, but only its own strength is the real thing.

Adrien murmured: "It's time to close the net."

Exit the natural space.

Subtle spatial fluctuations appeared, and in the empty room on the third floor, he appeared suddenly.

Turned his head and looked at the gilt clock next to his eyes. The precise instrument showed the time of appearance. At 6:18 in the evening, he nodded slightly, and there was also a sense of indifference in his eyes: "I will spit it out if I eat it, will I?" ?"

Over the marsh town, the white-bellied falcon winged against the wind, soaring vigorously in the sky.

The sharp eagle's eyes seem to have a bit of radiance.

Gaze at the town below.

A dwelling in the civilian area attracted its eagle's eyes, its wings were slightly inclined, and it slid down from the air flexibly, passing the two-story wooden house made of wood instantly like the wind, slightly sideways, and then fluttering its wings. Return to heaven.

"At this?"

Adrien's mouth was drawn indifferently: "The time for liquidation is coming!"

At the left eye, the picture was transmitted, and the six carriages that had been riding just parked in the courtyard, but the reins and harnesses were not solved. The trough of the horse was also empty, and there seemed to be something anxious. Things, so that these drivers did not care about these details, all entered the cabin.

While observing the wooden house, the doors and windows were tightly closed, and even the gaps were covered by the curtains made of fine linen, and the sound was completely invisible.

This is not like the phenomenon that a small car shop can do, it seems to be kind of... to be a thief!

"Ga--"

The white-bellied falcon flutters its wings and flies, and the mud town becomes its tiny shape again.

Adrien looked back at the door and reappeared with a bit of rapid footsteps: "Feiduo?" He narrowed his eyes slightly. The footsteps were indeed his loyal subordinates, and he said directly: The door is unlocked, come in!"

"Yes!" Fei Duo outside the door was slightly stunned, and also directly opened the door to enter.

"What's wrong?" Adrian asked.

"found it!"

Feiduo handed over a note: "The driver's information!"

"Ok?"

Adrian took over: "I found it so soon?"

He scanned the letters on the paper and quickly learned the general situation of the six drivers on the above, as well as the operation status of the small car dealership he belonged to. He was curious: "The administrative efficiency of the rotten gang is so high?"

"Uh..." Fei Duo was a little embarrassed: "When I arranged, someone handed over this note..." He swallowed and shrugged: "Master, you know, those guys know the price of this hire. It’s expensive, plus the old guide’s fees, I’ve thought about it.”

"Planning for extortion?" Adrien sneered: "It really is something that the dross can do."

"I will strictly discipline in the future!" Feiduo bowed his head in shame.

"Forget it." Adrien shook his head. "It doesn't matter, it's not bad."

"Ah?" Fei Duo stunned.

"My meaning is clear."

Adrien looked at Fedo: "Don't overdo it."

His tone is playful: "As a nobleman, I would never approve of any blackmailing villains, petty pickpockets, pretending to be mysterious fraudsters, and anything related to gambling and selling spring."

"I understand!" Fei Duo soon realized: "The Gang of Algae Gang personally monitors this situation!"

"well."

Adrien nodded and pondered slightly: "Don't come forward with these drivers!"

"Ah?" Fei Duo bowed his head: "Who let that go?"

"Lovefield!"

Adrien said lightly: "And the militia in the mud town!"

There was a slight sneer in the nasal cavity: "This group of guys used to take me so many pennies, and now it's time for them to play." Squinting slightly: "Besides, this guy Lofid understands the rules, and now he's also used him It's time!"

"Understood!" Feidow nodded immediately.

"but…"

Adrien stretched out his hand to remind: "Don't talk too much to Lovefield."

"Understood." Fei Duo licked his lips, Zheng Zheng head: "I will not talk nonsense about some things."

"Ok."

Adrien nodded gently: "This guy can and can't use it."

Squinting glanced out of the window, the night shrouded the mud town, he murmured: "No one knows what is hidden in this town, the riots caused by the death swamp have not erupted yet!" His tone Suddenly cold: "Tell Lovefield that perhaps Susan was attacked by these robbers who pretended to be a driver and infiltrated the mud town!"

"Understood!" Feiduo nodded instantly: "Master, I know how to do it!"

"Ok."

Adrien narrowed his eyes slightly: "No."

"Ah?" Fei Duo asked in amazement: "Master, what's wrong?"

"I will go in person!"

Adrien said in a solemn tone: "I am not at ease with the militia!"

"Don't..." Feiduo thoughtfully.

"Yes." Adrien didn't hide: "I don't know what was infiltrated in the mud town, but even if the turquoise fort was infiltrated into the **** Susan, it is impossible to become this small town It will also be infiltrated into a sieve!" He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly: "Tomorrow I will go to Turquoise Fort to see my father, but before that, I hope to control those drivers, it is best to ask Some information."

"Understood!" Fedo nodded immediately and followed Adrien to the Death Marsh. He understood what intelligence the young master needed, but he asked in a low voice: "After asking, do you want to deal with it?"

"Negative corner stubbornly resisted being killed!" Adrien's voice was indifferent.

"Yes!"

Fei Duo nodded and turned around immediately.

His efficiency is very high, thanks to the sense of crisis in Azeroth. You must know that the human race in Warcraft, but it has been subject to various violations from time to time, from orcs to undead to the Burning Legion, etc., almost a round The round comes.

This also makes the survivors of these human races almost all elites, even the militia!

…………

Late at night, the stars are shining brightly, and everything sinks into the silence that belongs to the night.

At the rotten algae gang station, 20 gang members wearing black robes were already standing there, barely neatly forming a formation, all holding sharp hand axe, one by one bored waiting.

But he didn't dare to say anything, because Boss Fedo was waiting in front with a cold face.

Not long.

The door was slowly opened.

Wearing a black robe and a hood, Adrian came out: "Are you ready?"

Feidow nodded immediately: "Ready!" He quickly walked over and whispered to report: "The militiamen have informed that Lofid personally led the team without any hesitation!"

"Very good." Adrien glanced at the stars in the sky: "Eight o'clock?"

"Yes." Fei Duo nodded.

"Go."

Adrien nodded.

Fedo also reached out and pulled the hood from his robe to his face, waving at the same time: "Go!"

The villains of the 20 rotten algae gangs quickly pulled up their hoods, one by one clenched their axes, and the fish came out. With the sound of footsteps and a few dog barks, they quickly disappeared into the deep and dark alleyways of the quagmire town. Blurred black shadow.

Adrien and Fedo also disappeared into the night in this common adventurer suit.

The size of the mud town is not large.

But there are many lanes.

Narrow, winding, rugged, muddy and dirty, a series of words can describe success.

The people living here are poor people, either gray prostitutes such as prostitutes gamblers or pickpockets, or even aristocrats who are provoked by the king, or there are many people who have committed crimes and evacuated here. In the three irrelevant zones of the quagmire town, ordinary and serious civilians will not come.

But as the underground king of the marsh town, the algae gang is one of the masters here. The maintainer of the gray-black order is also the refuge of those kinds of guys, provided that they are charged.

There are also a lot of fees that can be collected every month, and occasionally they are comparable to the fees for management fees in commercial areas.

the most important.

This is also the most famous black market in Mud Town.

Many precious things will be circulated here, most of them are black goods, but some people can always wash these things white, and the profit they earn is several times over, relatively speaking, it is the act of selling stolen money.

Of course, it is also necessary to explain why the algae gang is one of the controllers here.

The branch of the Thieves Guild is located here.

They are real thieves.

It is not the same thing as pickpockets and thieves in the traditional sense.

These thieves believed in the thief **** Maxk.

Real denomination.

In other words, the thieves’ guild is the church of the **** of thieves Musk. It belongs to the category of theocracy. Although it does not interfere too much with other forces in the world, it does not dare to touch its edge with the help of rotten algae.

Thankfully, the low-level thieves' guild is just a good place to sell stolen goods.

As for buying intelligence and assassination missions?

no way.

That's going to the higher thieves' guild. In short, there is no quagmire.

Adrien hurriedly walked in the dark alleyway, not far from the corner, there were two skinny guys looking at them with their arms around their chests, without looking back, as if they had not seen anyone.

The members of the thieves’ guild are not worthy of the rotten algae gang, and they also passed by silently.

Front corner.

Dark and long alleyway exit.

Not far away is the courtyard of many civilians, including the two-storey wooden house of the car shop.

Hidden in the dark, Adrien squinted over there, as more than 50 militiamen were surrounding the wooden hut, wearing leather armour, armed with a spear, and several archers on standby, a very cautious look.

Loved was right at the door, standing there coldly with his long sword, waving his hand forward to break the door.