Hemingway blinked. He was the leader of the small caravan, a chubby middle-aged man with a pair of small eyes and not much hair. He always looked smiling and was very friendly, making people feel close to him at first sight.

"That's right." Morin nodded.

"Hey, Maureen, you..."

Hemingway wanted to persuade Maureen, but after persuading her a few more times and seeing the look on her face, he said nothing more. In fact, he wanted to keep Maureen, but Maureen insisted on leaving, and he had no choice.

"Okay, Maureen, everyone has their own choice. If you want to leave, just go." Hemingway let out a low breath, with a helpless look on his face. He looked at Maureen, talked to Maureen carefully, and decided to double Maureen's salary.

"By the way, Maureen, you have to be careful. The people living in the town of Hull are the Tusos, a very violent race, totally barbaric."

"Although not many of them choose to be wizards or sorcerers, they all have their own extraordinary powers and are very difficult to deal with. Morin, you have to be careful."

Hemingway looked at Maureen and said what was on his mind.

"Okay, I understand. Thank you, Hemingway." Maureen nodded slightly.

After talking to Hemingway for a few words, he turned around, left the caravan's base, and walked towards the main street of the town of Hull.

"The Tuso people..."

As Morin walked, he thought about everything related to the Tuso people.

The Tuso people are a race living in the cracks between several powerful principalities. It is said that a long time ago, the Tuso people established their own country and were once very powerful. However, later on, they angered an unimaginably powerful being, so the Tuso principality was destroyed and the Tuso people became remnants.

The Tusuo people now can only barely survive among the mountains. They have to face the powerful Lionheart Flame Principality, Holy Thorn Flower Principality, Holy Red Maple Principality and so on next to them. Just thinking about how powerful these principalities are is enough to make people despair.

Not to mention that some small principalities would come out from time to time to plunder, tease and slaughter the Tuso people at will.

The area of ​​the Tusuo people is not large now, and their economy cannot develop at all. Within their territory, there are only some small towns, and there are no large towns at all. They don't even want to think about cities like Taya, the capital of the Holy Thorn Flower Empire.

In short, the Tuso people are a race that has a very difficult time surviving, there is no denying it.

"Sir, sir!" Just as Morin was thinking, a young boy suddenly plucked up the courage, came to Morin's side, and said, "Excuse me, is this your first time in Hull Town? I am a native here. Excuse me, is there anything I can do for you?"

Mo Lin's eyes suddenly fell on the young man in front of him.

The young man in front of him had very distinctive Tusuo features. He was half a head shorter than Morin, thin, with slightly dark skin. His eyes were a beautiful blue, like two beautiful sapphires, and the outer contours of his ears were painted purple, giving him an indescribable exotic charm.

Tussot people.

The young man in front of me, who looked a little uneasy and nervous, was undoubtedly a Tusuo.

He looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old, a little immature, but there was a brave look in his eyes.

"Lead the way. Take me to the whole town of Hull." Morin looked at the Tusuo boy, moved his palm, threw out a piece of magic stone, and said, "This is your reward."

"Okay, thank you...thank you sir."

The Tuso boy was a little excited and even a little incoherent.

"By the way, sir, Mr. Morin, my name is Thorn." The Tuso boy named Thorn introduced Morin to everything around him as they walked. He spoke very carefully and his explanation was very natural and comprehensive. It was obvious that he had worked hard to understand it carefully.

Finally, the Tuso boy thought for a moment and said his name.

"Thorne?" Morin nodded slightly and said, "It's a good name."

"Okay, you can lead the way later. Now follow me."

Maureen spoke in a low voice, then turned around and walked in one direction. Thorne was a little confused. He looked at Maureen's back as he left, a little hesitant, but in the end he gritted his teeth and followed.

What surprised Thorne was that Morin did not walk towards the wide street, but towards the alley. Finally, Morin walked further and further away and stopped in front of a small alley.

"Mr. Morin, you..." Thorne looked at the dark, deserted alley, which was silent as if dead. He moved his body, subconsciously feeling a little uneasy.

He looked at Morin next to him, but found that Morin didn't even look at him, but looked straight ahead.

"Okay, De Luo, you have been following us secretly for so long, it's time for you to come out." Morin said in a very flat voice.

It was quiet ahead.

There was no movement or sound.

Morin sneered, and his mind moved slightly. A burst of red fireworks spread out from the ground and surged forward.

Suddenly there was a shouting sound from the front, and then several wizards appeared at the spot.

They were none other than the first-level wizards who were in the small caravan before.

"Maureen, Maureen..." The wizards were breathing heavily. Maureen's sudden release of magic caught them off guard, but they reacted after a long time.

Dror looked at Morin and said, "Molin, we know you are different. You must have a lot of precious resources. This time we don't ask for much. We only need half of your resources..."

"Firebird."

Maureen twirled his fingers and made a witchcraft spell gesture.

He was too lazy to listen to what De Luo and the others said.

A sharp cry was heard, and the flames on the ground suddenly rolled up, forming a huge phoenix shadow that submerged Dro and the others.

A few screams were heard, and nothing was left on the ground except a few charred marks.

Maureen turned around and walked outside.

Morin had encountered too many wizards like Dro who had ulterior motives along the way.

At this moment, there was no fluctuation in Morin's heart at all.

But Thorne was different. He was very scared and the way he looked at Morin changed.

But what reassured Thorne was that Maureen simply took him to the outside of a large luxury hotel and let Thorne leave.

"Thorne, you are very good. Come again later and I will double your price." Morin said and walked into the hotel.

One... one time? Thorne was completely dumbfounded when he heard what Morin said.

At this moment, all expressions and emotions of fear towards Morin disappeared completely from Thorne's heart.

That's double.

"Shi...Shina." Thorne thought of a figure in his mind, and his heart was filled with determination.

He looked at the large luxury hotel in front of him, gritted his teeth, turned and left.

There is another person in his heart.

Thorne thought so, his heart filled with heat.

Morin had no idea what Thorne was thinking. After having dinner in the hotel, he sat cross-legged in the room.

Next, Maureen will find out the specific location of the Sidro bloodline guided by witchcraft.