Respectively

When Aurelius returned, he almost didn't recognize the Viscount's Palace.

The golden wall disappeared without a trace, leaving nothing but the interior decoration. One cannot help but sigh at how fast the profiteers were, they probably started collecting interest as soon as the green dragon left.

The black-robed businessman standing at the door was obviously very satisfied with his gains this time. Seeing the red-haired young man, he smiled and said hello: "The reward has been collected. It's a pleasure to cooperate with you. If you have such a commission next time, please feel free to contact me!"

"I'll contact you, you big head ghost."

Oreius rolled his eyes and looked at the blond nobleman next to the merchant. All the wounds on the latter's body had healed, and he didn't look weak at all.

"How are your injuries?"

“It’s healed now. The repair package is very effective.”

Shaken smiled, and was stunned when he saw the human-faced eagle. His expression became a little subtle: "Is this... Count Yaan?"

Aurelius shrugged. "At least the body is."

Ya'an's soul was suppressed by the human-faced eagle, and the latter would definitely not agree to give up his body so easily. The only way was to use violence. Shaken turned his eyes to the profiteer. The latter was very sincere: "As long as the money is in place, everything will be fine!"

Before Shaken actually paid the money, Oreius ruthlessly interrupted the profiteer: "Come on, the things I bought from you are so expensive. If I have the time, why don't I ask Canaan to purify it?"

"Hey! Oreius, cutting off a man's money is like killing his whole family!"

The white mask turned into a big crying face, obviously very dissatisfied with Aurelius's meddling. Shaken played it by laughing and dealing with it, a master of balancing things.

"How about the set meal that will win this time? The Dragon Transformation Set Meal feels pretty good, right?"

After he finished speaking, he was suddenly stunned, thinking that he had grown up and could naturally call people profiteers. Orelius recalled the experience just now, and finally he couldn't shake his head against his conscience.

"It's really good...wait, what set meal, what did you do?"

The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. He looked at the two people in front of him suspiciously. Shaken said sternly, "I didn't do anything. I just helped you a little. Don't be too moved!"

“Why don’t you buy one for yourself?”

"I'm not going to fight."

“…”

Aurelius was speechless.

If anything, Shaken said he was second, and only the portal could compete with him for first place. He didn't intend to make a move at first, but once Oreius lost, no one would be spared.

So Shaken wisely chose to provide off-field support, which of course had something to do with the fact that he was really rich. The calculations were so loud that Oreius could hear them from a distance.

Looking at the innocent expressions of the two men, Oreius could guess with his toes what they had done behind his back, and the corners of his mouth twitched. But considering that they had helped him win, he still said nothing.

"I left the dragon with the townspeople. We will leave once they come back and take care of things here."

Shaken glanced at the human-faced eagle and said, "Then we can't take it with us. If we take it into the central region, Ya'an won't have to go back."

As the most powerful and complex power center, the small central region is home to countless nobles, and the complexity of their relationships is astonishing. Even Shaken, who grew up there, has to admit that the seemingly glamorous central region is indeed not a good place.

If the trouble at the border is dealing with various monsters and pollution, then entering the middle is facing invisible venom and swords. There are many people who are not used to the camp where Shaken is. Once he finds out about the problem, he will be attacked by venomous fangs. The Falcon can enter alive in Ya'an's body, but he may not be able to come out alive.

"And the association is waiting for us to go back and report the situation. Although Ya'an is unconscious, the association cannot wait for anyone and still needs someone to handle this matter. The other people in the territory are too far away and cannot fully participate. Rambo has to handle official business..."

These words were subtle and euphemistic, just short of sticking the note directly on Aurelius's forehead. Aurelius looked at him and suddenly an idea came to him.

"You don't want me to go back with you to hold a bloodline confirmation ceremony, do you?"

Shaken smiled brightly and put his hand on his shoulder: "How could that be~"

Oreius slapped his hand away and said mercilessly, "No."

The blond nobleman held up a finger: "One million."

Oreius: “?”

"I bought you a package worth one million. If you don't go, remember to give me the money."

Oreius: "......"

He took a deep breath and cast his eyes on the profiteer. The latter lowered his head in shame and said shyly: "Originally, a set meal cost 300,000 yuan, and this big customer ordered three."

Oreius had a bad feeling: "And then?"

The paint on the mask flowed, and two red halos in the shape of stick figures appeared.

"Why do you ask so many questions? It's really annoying. It's just a discount on the combo meal, so we can add up to one million. It's just a small amount of money, so don't worry about it. You two are welcome to come back next time~"

"....Are you giving a discount or a reverse discount?!"

After a long argument, the red-haired young man endured the humiliation and agreed to replace Ya'an to go to the central region for the sake of money. The profiteer agreed to send the human-faced eagle to Canaan because of a reverse discount of 100,000 rupees.

To Mason, there was no difference, they were both him. In addition, the Luo family was powerful and suitable as a backer, so he might as well take the initiative to contact them.

The skeleton dragon escorted the team, and the long snake-like crowd slowly walked along the road. Seeing their own houses, the townspeople hurried back to check their things. Until someone suddenly shouted, "Where is the Viscount's house!?"

Everyone, including the Skeleton Dragon, looked up and saw that the most conspicuous landmark building in the town had disappeared. They racked their brains but could not figure out how this was done. Only the Skeleton Dragon's eyes went dark and he remembered his previous promise. He thought the treasure would leave him - but he didn't expect that the other party would leave nothing behind! ?

For Yi Tiaolong, the cruelest thing is that he thought he could see his little cutie a few more times, but now he finds that they are already separated.

The bone dragon shed tears silently.

He talked to Aurelius for a while, saying that he didn't want to leave now. If they all left, the town would be unprotected. He wanted to wait until his successor arrived before looking for Aurelius.

"Are you planning to follow me from now on?"

The red-haired young man patted Long's head, his voice so soft that only they could hear each other: "If you want to return to your family, I won't stop you. I've seen your mailbox, and there are still people who miss you."

"That's my uncle, he's also a dragon." The bone dragon hesitated, then shook his head: "I don't want to see him in my current state. I want to follow you. The profiteer said that as long as there are enough S-level monsters, I can restore my dragon form, right?"

"I can't do it alone. I want to follow you. One day, I can appear in front of him in a brand new look."

It is not an ugly bone dragon, but the ancestor of the dragon race, a powerful and proud dragon.

The young man in front of him was his best choice. Mysterious, powerful, and connected to the other party's spirit, after experiencing the murderous aura, the bone dragon recognized the other party's strength even more.

"Then I'll leave this place up to you. Wait until the successor noble arrives, and then you can come to the central region."

Shaken, in a good mood, said, "I will arrange this as soon as I get back so that you won't be hindered when you come."

Oreius suddenly realized. He almost forgot that this guy's family was one of the Twelve Nobles. If he was willing to help, things would be much simpler.

They repaired in the town for a few days, dealt with the problems of the bloodline and the townspeople, and left enough blood for the bone dragon. According to the profiteer, he just maximized it. If Oleus's utilization rate was 100%, then the profiteer used it to 150%, or even more than 200%.

According to the black-robed merchant, "Using a second piece of cloth where a single piece of cloth can solve the problem is a blatant crime!"

I can’t learn it. I really can’t learn it.

On a clear day, two teams set out from the town.

Due to the collapse of the canyon, Oleus and Shaken need to take a long detour, which will take some time. Considering Yaan's physical condition, the portal was given to the profiteers for use.

After watching the two people leave, the black-robed merchant turned to look at the human-faced eagle beside him. A smiley face popped up on his mask: "It seems that we will be traveling companions from now on. Let's get along well!"

The human-faced eagle narrowed its eyes, and the moment Oreus disappeared from its perception, it chose to escape without hesitation.

The sharp wind blades attacked all around, and the shoulder bone that was pierced by the flames was still aching. But nothing is more important than freedom!

In front of the Human-faced Wind Falcon, who was running at full speed, the Bone Dragon was not able to stop him immediately. The black-robed merchant looked up at the escaping Human-faced Wind Falcon and clapped his hands enthusiastically.

The limbs wrapped in bandages collided with each other, making a dull sound. The profiteer exclaimed: "You run so fast, you are worthy of having wings!"

But no matter how fast it is, can the wind be faster than the air?

The eagle thought it had broken through the siege and flew high in excitement. Its extremely fast speed made it disappear in the clouds in an instant. The next second, it crashed into a transparent wall with great impact.

The blow hit him directly on the face, and sweet, warm liquid flowed out of his nose. Stars appeared in front of the human-faced eagle's eyes, and he fell from a high altitude.

"Sorry, sorry, I forgot to remind you. As a trustee, you can't be too far away from me now."

The profiteer standing on the dragon's back shook his hand, and the bandage stretched out to easily catch the other person, and landed on the ground slowly. The white mask still had a big smile on it, but it made the portal shrink.

Why are all the people Aurelius knows about monsters...

It muttered in its heart, and its attitude became 1.2 million times more attentive: "Dear Mr. Profiteer, the portal is happy to serve you!"

The unscrupulous businessman pulled the human-faced eagle in front of him and replied with a smile: "Thank you, and you are also welcome to do business with me. Whether it is humans or pollutants, as long as it is profitable, I welcome it all!"

Passing through the black mist in the door, the temperature suddenly dropped, and the cold wind blowing on the face woke up the human-faced eagle, and it got goose bumps all over its body. It subconsciously glanced at the black-robed businessman who grabbed it, and the latter was still calm.

On the other side of the door was the icy and snowy North. The portal did not dare to approach the Holy City, but chose an uninhabited ice field and left immediately after being transported to the destination.

The merchant fished out a ruble from his pocket and flicked it up. The coin gleamed in the light like a round eye.

"Let me see where Canaan is now. I need a way to find him. And as it happens, someone is paying me enough for it."

With his voice, Robbie fell to the ground with a thud. A hole formed outward from it, as dark as if it led to the center of the earth.

The profiteer dragged the human-faced eagle to stand in front of the cave entrance. The latter's alarm bells rang, and before he could even protest, he was grabbed and jumped in with the other creature.

“——”

What the hell is this guy?!

The human-faced eagle roared in my heart.

The sensation of falling soon disappeared, replaced by a golden glow. A faint fragrance filled the air. This smell would make people think of all kinds of beautiful things, but for the human-faced eagle, this was more painful than killing it.

The fragrance and light were melting its bones and eating its skin; it was more like swallowing than purification... When it couldn't catch its breath, a vine rose from below, wrapped around the two of them, and quickly retracted into the beautiful golden color.

This is a garden.

The blooming garden in the polar region is extremely crystal clear, with translucent vines spreading everywhere, and butterflies flapping their wings vaguely visible among them, full of energy.

A silver-haired young man sitting on a bench was reading a book. He was wearing traditional priest clothes, his silver hair was as bright as the moonlight, and a big black hole appeared on the ground at his feet.

Turning the pages of the book with his pale fingertips, a flower vine went deep into the hole, quickly and accurately pulled out two people, and threw them on the ground.

The intoxicating fragrance of the flowers was sweet. The eagle-faced man leaned on the shoulder of the person next to him, feeling that if he took another breath, he would spit it out. The profiteer politely pushed it away, with a hint of disgust in his movements.

Canaan raised his eyes and looked at the two of them. His gaze paused on the human-faced eagle, then moved to the black-robed merchant.

The smile on the latter's mask suddenly became several hundred times brighter. He pushed away the troublesome human-faced eagle and greeted the priest warmly and friendly.

"Long time no see, Canaan, how are you? I need your help with something!"