"Okay, I understand." Walls said quickly.
He stayed nearby, and even though the soldiers had noticed them, Walls still had no intention of leaving.
These soldiers had no intention of going forward to ask questions. General Wilder had given them a very tight time frame. If they failed to complete the task within the specified time, they would be punished.
So even though they had spotted Walls wandering around, they did not go up to question the young man.
Naturally, Walls seemed to notice that they were very anxious. Although they worked very hard, they always missed something in order to speed up.
A soldier walked to the front of the cellar, which was a cave. When he opened the lid of the cave and walked a few steps down, he could see the snow wolf inside.
Just as he was uncovering the hole, Walls walked past the soldier.
"Mr. Soldier. Is this yours?" Walsh walked over and patted the soldier on the shoulder.
At this time, a ball of light appeared in Walls' hand. The light was a little weak, and it was like the little stars in the sky, twinkling and struggling to emit its own light, but in the end he stabilized.
The magic worked.
"Ah..." The soldier yawned. He was confused as to why he suddenly wanted to sleep. He felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier, as if they were filled with lead.
"What's the matter?" the soldier asked after a while.
"Look at the money on the ground. Is it yours?"
"What?" The soldier shifted his gaze behind him because Walls's hand was pointing behind him.
There was a money bag right behind him, and judging from the amount in it, it must contain at least 100 dinars.
"This is definitely my money." The soldier didn't care who the owner of the money was. As long as he saw it, it was his. Even though he was drowsy at this time, he insisted on saying these words.
The soldier picked up the money on the ground. He knew that the money was not his, so he had to leave quickly after picking it up. In this way, the money would truly belong to him.
Get away quickly, this was the soldier's first reaction.
He had forgotten what he was going to do. He was here to check the cellar. Perhaps, if he was sober, he would not pick up the money. After all, Wilder's trainer was very strict.
But now is not the time when you are awake. He is unconscious and his willpower is not strong enough.
He staggered over to his companions.
"Let's go, guys, there's nothing for us to do here, we've checked everything we need to check." He said loudly, and at this moment he felt like going back to sleep. Besides, there was still so much money, right?
His words soon aroused the doubts of his companions. Why did they leave when there were still some places that had not been searched? At the same time, they also saw that the soldier looked drowsy.
When the soldier saw that his companion was still a little doubtful, he took out his purse.
Then he whispered something into his companion's ear that could not be told.
"Oh!" His companions finally understood at this time.
"So that's how it is..." his companion said with a smile.
The two soldiers called another soldier, and finally the three of them left quickly.
Only when he saw the three of them leave did Walls breathe a sigh of relief.
Knowing that he was not proficient in magic, Wals added another trick. It was a pity to waste the 100 dinars.
After sending all these soldiers away, Walsh prepared to find a way to send these snow wolves back.
When I set out, I will take these snow wolves with me. If I meet up with Goering, Goering will have a few more snow wolves, which will increase my combat power.
By this time the sun had already set and darkness had enveloped the city.
Wales secretly opened the door and brought some food to the snow wolves. These snow wolves had not eaten all day, so they saw Wales coming to bring food and hurried over.
By this time, Wilder had received enough intelligence from his soldiers and he thought he could submit a report.
He knew that Rodlaboye would not want to see such a result, but Wilder also knew that Rodlaboye would not kick him out because of this incident. He knew himself very well.
Wilder didn't get any intelligence, and the culprit of last night's crime was not found at all. He wanted to report his results.
Wilder really wants to get rid of this matter now, and he'd better stay away from anything related to Judas.
Judas, on the other hand, didn't know where Goering had gone. He wanted to punish his men, but Fleischer was not an ordinary person. If he punished him casually, Judas could not predict what Fleischer would do.
He knew the power of the magician, who was a person not even his own brother had, so he naturally couldn't bear to let this person leave him.
never mind.
Judas just scolded Fleischer and did not punish him properly.
That's how the matter ended.
However, the final outcome still depends on Rodlaboye's attitude. If he continues to intensify the search, then Wilder will have no choice.
As the sun rose the next day, Wilder handed in his report. After reading the report, Rodlaboye let Wilder leave.
Wilder had already described the entire incident in detail to Rodlaboye, and he did not show any displeasure, which greatly surprised Wilder.
No matter what, my feudal lord should express his opinion. It would feel a bit strange if he just waved his hand and asked me to leave.
What happened to Rod Laboye? A big question appeared in Wilder's head.
And only Rodelaboye knew what Rodelaboye was thinking.
"Should I continue investigating?" Rodelaboye said to the darkness in the distance. At this moment, there was no one in the hall of Rodelaboye's castle, but looking at Rodelaboye's appearance, it seemed that there was a person hiding in the darkness.
Indeed, in the darkness, there appeared an old figure with a bleeding back. This man looked as old as Rodlaboye. He was leaning on a cane, wearing a loose black robe and a black hood on his head.
This is Rodelaboye's strategist and also a magician. His name is Longrich, a genius with both wisdom and magical talent.
His teacher thought highly of him, but he did not act like a hero like those magicians. Instead, he hid in a place and concentrated on studying magic. He liked magic very much and he felt that there was nothing wrong in doing so. After all, he did not do anything illegal.
If he was short of money, he would do some quests himself or use his magic to hunt.
However, in recent years, Longrich didn't want to go on like this. He wanted to serve under a certain lord. After all, he was already in his 50s, and he felt that he should try a different lifestyle.
Finally he came under Rodelaboye's command. He felt that as long as he used magic to help the lord complete the task, he would not encounter any opposition from the magicians.
In fact, there are not many magicians who come to trouble him, because there are too many magicians who are more dangerous than him.
Those magicians all went to find those magicians who were more dangerous.
At this time, Rodelaboye called out his adviser. He knew that his adviser was a magician, but Langrich would not use magic easily, so Rodelaboye did not force the magician.
At the same time, he had no ill will towards the famous magician. He knew that he was already so old that he would never be able to reach the master level if he continued to study magic.
So he gave up. As for his sons, he had no intention of letting them learn magic. He always felt that it would be better for them to learn how to be a good lord instead of learning these things.
Rodelaboye prefers close combat with others, and such people are true warriors.
"No, I don't think so. I think this incident was done by a magician. If nothing unexpected happens, a magician will come to investigate this matter soon."
Longrich made your point. He is a magician and he is familiar with these things.
"How do you know this was done by a magician?"
"Who else except a magician can control and cultivate such a large snow wolf?" Langrich had already seen the corpse of the large snow wolf killed by Wilder, and he knew that such a large snow wolf was definitely cultivated.
Although he didn't know the method of training it, and even if it was a snow wolf with a special mutation, how did this snow wolf appear here? It was obvious that it was controlled by a magician.
Rodlaboye nodded, agreeing with Longrich's point of view.
"Let's just leave this matter at that. Isn't our primary task now to complete the task assigned to us by the king?" Langrich brought up an important matter.
"Yes, indeed, this matter is the most important." Rodelaboye remembered what King Yarogelk had given him. His expression instantly became serious.
It was obvious that he took this matter very seriously.
Everyone has something to do, and at this time Walls is helping James take good care of the wounded in his own troops.
He looked at the few companions left in his army and thought about hiring a few more mercenaries so that he could quickly replenish the number of his troops.
Before, he didn't have much money in his pocket. Even though he doesn't have more than ten thousand now, he still has enough money to hire a few mercenaries.
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