"What?" Lord Gerald, the famous leader of the "Desert Wolf Thieves" habitually stared at the trembling messenger in front of him, "Your boss wants me to help you track down the whereabouts of Brave Sellers?"

"Yes...Yes..." The messenger was actually a daring person, otherwise he would never have the courage to visit the famous desert wolf thief group alone, but he looked at the group of wolf-headed guys around him. Drooling yourself, no amount of courage is enough. He answered timidly, and at the same time tried to clamp his legs - because he had heard that animals like wolves like to dig their files when attacking their prey.

Gerald thought for a few seconds and opened the private chat channel.

"People Mo Lai asked me to help track down Brave's whereabouts. What do you think I should do?"

"What conditions did they offer?"

Seeing his girlfriend's reply, Gerald came to his senses and realized that he hadn't asked the most important question.

"If I go to help you track down...what's the benefit?"

The messenger was overjoyed, and immediately took out the gift list and read it in one breath for a long time.

Gerald listened with interest at first, but the more he listened, the more he felt that something was wrong. He yelled "shut up", interrupting the messenger.

"You...what is this?" he said unhappily, "grain, cloth, wine, sugar, spices, herbs...how are they all daily necessities?"

The messenger looked at him blankly: "Do you like gold coins? We can exchange them for cash. I just think that if you get the money, you also want to buy something. It's better to give it directly. It's more sincere..."

Gerald plugged in, turned his head to look around, and found that his subordinates stuck their tongues out one by one, laughing happily.

(Made's staff! I need to give you some Melatonin! If this goes on, it will only disgrace me!)

He silently cursed a few words in his heart, gave up the plan to reprimand these idiots, and sighed: "To show sincerity, at least give us some weapons and armor!"

The messenger froze for a moment and looked at him suspiciously: "You... also use weapons and armor?"

Gerald came back to his senses instantly, wishing he could slap himself.

When he and these subordinates fight, they usually turn into werewolves or even in the form of wild wolves. Even in normal times, they basically don't wear clothes, and of course they don't need weapons or armor.

No wonder people are puzzled!

After he figured it out, he looked at the gift list again and felt that the other party was actually very sincere. The quantity of things is not enough, and they are willing to help provide cellar storage, and send someone to pick them up when needed.

If this business can really be negotiated, the bandits will have a stronghold even in Molai. In the future, it will be much more convenient to "do business" or sell stolen goods.

So he thought about it, contacted his girlfriend again, and introduced Mo Lairen's conditions.

"It feels very sincere, and you can consider agreeing."

"But... how am I going to track down Brave's whereabouts? Is it really by nose?"

"Hehe, it's time for me to show up at this time! If it's the devil Norman Speak who attacked Brave, then I'll definitely be able to find clues! I'm also an expert in playing evil tactics!"

Gerald imagined his girlfriend's confident smile, and couldn't help but smile.

The messenger looked at the terrifying expression of the wolf-headed man in front of him, and asked tremblingly, "Jie... Lord Gerald, do you think... we... our gifts... are still... satisfied?"

Gerald nodded again and again: "Well, I'm very satisfied! Well, you wait a few hours, and my helper and I will go directly to Molai Port... No problem, right?"

"Of course no problem!" The messenger's eyes lit up immediately, "The sooner the better!"

After the messenger descended the mountain, Gerald gave some orders to his subordinates and returned to the castle.

To his surprise, in the castle hall, he saw Panda and Yuneruo impressively.

"Hey? Panda, aren't you programming? Daytime should be your bedtime, right? Why did you come to the castle?"

"Yunero! You still dare to come out?! Believe it or not, Lana will kill him immediately and drag you to work for days and nights in a row!"

Panda smiled: "I was caught by Yuneruo, and he asked me for help."

"help?"

"Well, I drank and fought with Brave together, and we can be considered friends. When he broke through the bottleneck and stepped into the legend, I was by my side..." Yuneruo sighed, "I think he I have a lot of responsibilities, so I want to help.”

"But how can you help? Are you tracking or exorcising?"

"So I found these." Yunero pointed to the panda with a smile.

Gerald and Panda both laughed.

At this moment, Alphin's voice came from a distance: "Stop dawdling, let's go! The artillery in the world is biased!"

Gerald hurried out, Panda and Yuneruo followed.

After more than an hour, they gathered again at Molai Port.

The place where the previous attack took place is now surrounded by chains and no one is allowed to approach. Although the Molai people couldn't come up with effective tracking methods, they at least knew how to protect the scene. It's just that a lot of time has passed, and even the bloodstains on the ground have been annihilated a lot. If you don't look carefully, you can't even see many traces of battle.

Seeing this scene, Panda frowned.

(I'm afraid it won't be easy to trace...)

He was secretly worried.

However, instead of revealing his thoughts to Duke Cyrus and the others next to him, he appeared to be calm.

It has been a long time since the matter has passed, and the investigation now is actually just doing everything to obey the destiny. There is not much hope for success.

Just when he was thinking about these things, Alphin suddenly stepped forward, looked at it carefully for a while, and smiled.

"Sure enough, the power of the devil!" she said. "The guy who shot was hidden in the shadow in the corner of the wall at first - this shadow."

She pointed to an inconspicuous stone, the size of a fist, that looked unremarkable.

"It's only a little shadow, but he can hide in it, it's definitely not something that can be done by stealth or ordinary spells! And after he suddenly jumped out after the battle broke out - Brave should have been led to his side - - It only took a moment to subdue Brave. Then they also jumped into the shadows and left... It took less than ten seconds from when he shot to when they left. This man is quite sophisticated!"

Hearing her analysis, Duke Cyrus' eyes suddenly lit up.

In fact, after the accident, the tracking experts of the Cyrus family had already analyzed the situation on the battlefield. They also judged that Brave should have been provoked and seduced first, and then suddenly attacked. It's just that there is no remnant of the magic circle on the ground, and there is no trace of a very fierce battle, which makes the tracking experts a little at a loss, and they don't understand where the enemy who launched the sudden attack came from.

...Even if he arrives by teleportation, at least there should be a magic circle to guide him!

And, how exactly did the enemy leave? They have never understood.

Now I know that the guy turned out to be an expert in playing with shadows. Not only can he hide in a shadow the size of a fist, he can even take a group of people to teleport away through the shadow!

"So...is there any way to track it?" he asked nervously.

Alphin raised his head, looked at the sky, thought for a moment, and said, "After it gets dark, I can try to trace the other party's whereabouts with magical rituals. It's impossible to be accurate, but the approximate direction and distance, It shouldn't bother me."

Duke Cyrus sighed, looking at the sun that had not yet reached the middle of the sky, his heart was full of worry and impatience...