Chapter 322 Intelligence

After hearing Solderin's words, Gawain's first reaction was to be shocked: "Beheaded by the cultists? You crossed the Typhonic border once and were not discovered by the Typhonian defenders. Instead, you were hacked by the cultists. ?"

"A lot of things have happened..." Solderin sighed slightly, "After seven hundred years of traveling on the continent, unexpected things will still happen..."

"Sit down first, have a drink of water and rest," Gawain asked Solderin to sit down and rest quickly, while frowning at the dried dark red blood stains on his clothes - Mr. Senior Ranger I don't know where I got a black cloak and a dark brown coat commonly worn by wandering adventurers. There are no signs of damage on these two clothes, but you can see the marks of blood seeping and drying, which indicates that the other party's wounds may be It has not healed for a long time, "Amber, go and get Pitman here - let him bring the ointment to treat the poison. Don't go through the window..."

Wait for the half-elf lady to open the window After a flash of black light went straight to the southwest, Gawain withdrew his gaze from the window and stared into Solderin's eyes: "With your strength, how could you be hurt like this? What kind of evil did you encounter?" Cultist?"

"All things will eventually perish," Solderin smiled bitterly and said a name that gave Gawain a familiar yet troublesome name. "I was tricked... before I went there. When I was at the Great Wall Monitoring Station, I met a silver elf druid who called herself Belna. She was a cultist in disguise..."

The high-level ranger spent a few minutes being attacked by a cultist. After telling Gawain what happened, he couldn't help but frown and added: "To be honest, I'm a little uneasy. Although the fallen druid organization of the Society of Death has always been active, they The main destruction and activities are limited to the human kingdom and some mountain kingdoms in the western part of the continent. They have never laid hands on the silver elves... This time, there is a death cultist who has at least reached the high-level peak and infiltrated into the elves. Monitoring Station, I am very worried that they are planning something that is detrimental to the Silver Empire and even the Great Wall..."

Gawain said while thinking: "You reported the situation to your home country. "Of course," Solderin nodded, "After forcing the opponent back, I went back to the monitoring station and reported the situation. The Elf King's Court was aware of it and said it would Launch an investigation immediately, but you also know that with the cunningness of those cultists...their true purpose is often hidden in layers of actions that disrupt the view. I'm afraid in the end we still have to wait until they cause damage before we can figure out those people with bad minds. What did that guy want to do... Originally, I was going to rest at the monitoring station, but I was worried that those cultists would take subsequent actions against Ansu, so I rushed back to let you know the situation."

Speaking of this, Solderin suddenly showed a look of hesitation on his face, and Gawain immediately noticed this: "What else have you discovered?"

"I don't know. It’s not an illusion,” Solderin shook his head., "When fighting that cultist, I always felt like I was being targeted. She seemed to know my fighting style and habits very well... If I hadn't brought some equipment with me that was beyond her expectation, I might not have been able to do it. Come back so completely."

Gaowen's eyebrows suddenly raised: "Is he an acquaintance of yours?"

"I'm not sure," Solderin shook his head. The other party used another body and face at that time, which should be a fallen magic similar to flesh and blood fusion or devouring. This made it impossible for me to sense her true aura, and many fallen druids are keen on using flesh and blood spells to reshape their bodies. , even if it is really an 'acquaintance' standing in front of me, I will definitely not recognize him..."

At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door. After the study door opened, Gawain saw nothing but In addition to Amber and Pittman, Hetty and Rebecca were also outside.

"We met on the road!" Rebecca was the first to shout, "I heard that Mr. Ranger is back, so I came to take a look!"

This girl Gawain's curiosity is always strong, and Gawain is not surprised by this. He just glanced at Hetty with a little curiosity: "It's rare that you will follow Rebecca to join in the fun."

Hetty Ti didn't answer, just smiled gently, and calmly shook the staff with a blood groove and eight horns in his hand. Gawain suddenly understood: this eldest granddaughter is Rebbe. The card's limiter...

"Let me check on you first," Pittman immediately got into work mode after entering the room. As he spoke, he walked towards Solderin - although he usually There are people wandering around the territory all day long telling fortunes and selling fake medicines, but at this time it is still very easy to distinguish the priorities - mainly because if you can't distinguish, you will easily be slapped on the wall by Gawain, "Speaking of which, are you interested in withered blood? Are you allergic to the ointment made of rattan?"

Solderin shook his head as he untied the clothes near the wound: "I was allergic three hundred years ago, but it's gone now."

Withered blood vine is a potion material commonly used by human druids. It is very effective in neutralizing toxins in the blood and removing flesh and blood infected by toxins. However, half of the silver elves are not interested in this medicinal material. He was allergic, so Pitman asked specifically to prevent the ointment he brought from causing side effects.

"Some allergies can be 'cured' by forming adaptations through exposure to allergens, but if it is not necessary, it is better to be cautious." Like a conscientious professional doctor, Pittman explained while explaining While looking at this matter, he began to examine Solderin's wounds.

Under Solderin’s clothes, there are wounds that have been infected with toxins for many days and still have not healed. The flesh and blood there show an abnormal deep purple-red color, and there are still wounds on the edges. There were signs of dehydration like blackened carbon, but the blood seeping out from the wound was bright red.

This weird "infection" is obviously affected by magical power.

After inspecting it for a moment, Pittman looked up at SolderinOne glance: "You have good strength."

"My strength almost killed me long ago due to the poison," Solderin smiled, partly to Pitman, and partly to Gawain. Explaining, "The fallen druids of the Council of the Dead are indeed very powerful. I originally wanted to trade injuries for injuries to keep my opponent, but I didn't expect it was not cost-effective at all... After experiencing the test of the Gondor Wasteland, I survived. Most of the people who came down have high resistance to poisons, but this makes me numb and careless."

"Many of their poisonous spells are both curse and elemental corrosive, which is simply a drama. Poison resistance is not very effective." Pitman shook his head. "Fortunately, you are a high-level ranger, and your body has a strong self-healing ability. You have neutralized most of the poisons on your own. I should treat it for you again. No problem."

Solderlin watched silently as Pittman took out magical dust, leaves, ointments and other items from the wooden suitcase he carried with him, and arranged a small scene on the spot. The druid purified the altar, and then began to use spells to dispel the remaining cursed poison in his body. He felt that the corrosive things in his body that had tortured him for many days were fading away at an extremely fast speed, and he couldn't help but say: "Your ritual spells are very powerful."

"I am better at ritual Druid spells," Pittman sprinkled the last handful of magic dust on the figure drawn with ointment on the floor. The magic circle, which was burning out under the influence of magic power, said casually, "This method of casting is more effective, but it also consumes more spell materials. Don't forget to replenish me with the material money later."

"Don't worry, I still have some money for these materials," Solderin said in a dumbfounded voice, "But then again, the term 'ceremonial magic' is really old, only the classical ones Several Druid sects still use this term, right? Contemporary druids have merged ritual spells and ritual spells into 'ritual spells'..."

"I am the reincarnation of the ancestors. He is from a religious sect," Pitman said with a proud look on his face, the wrinkles on his face bulging out, "So the spells and ointments I have here are absolutely authentic, and you can't buy them anywhere else..."

Before he finished speaking, Rebecca next to him interrupted: "Hey, weren't you still the heart of the forest last time?"

"He is still the spirit of nature," Amber said. Waving his hand, "Don't believe him. This old guy has read all the books on the Druid faction in order to defraud money. When the time comes, he will be the one who believes what the client believes..."

Sold Lin was not very used to the strange rhythms around Gawain, and immediately seemed a little embarrassed, but fortunately Gawain took the initiative to continue the topic: "Besides meeting the cultists, is there anything else you want to report?"

"I was about to say," Solderin nodded immediately. He looked around the room and confirmed that the leaders of various departments in Cecil's territory were all here, and then said with a serious expression, "I After receiving information, the Winter Wolf Castle on the border of Typhon was also attacked by aberrations."

"Winter Wolf Castle?" Gawain frowned.Wrinkled, "If I remember correctly, it is the fortress where the Wendell family is stationed... The person who controls Winter Wolf Castle now should be Andesa Wendell, the young Wolf General."

Gawain looked at Amber, who took the initiative to speak before he could speak. : "There is currently no report from the Military Intelligence Bureau - our intelligence network has just barely spread to all parts of the southern border, and there is currently no spare capacity to penetrate into the eastern border and further Typhon."

Gawain nodded, he I also understand that the construction of an intelligence network does not happen overnight. Even with the help of cheating things such as a commercial network and an all-conquering alchemy potion business, it is not that easy to set up the Military Intelligence Agency's stall.

"I'm afraid this news has been sent to the desks of Francis II and Emperor Typhon." Hetty is also a quick-thinking person, and unlike Rebecca, she has been communicating with various nobles all year round. She is also very sensitive to the situation as she deals with forces. "Ancestor, I'm afraid the situation between the two countries will change."

"At the latest, there will be new news before the end of the Month of Recovery. "Gawain nodded and turned to Amber, "Intensify the training and dispatch of new operators, and pay attention to collecting news from the direction of the Holy Spirit Plains. If I guess correctly, before restarting diplomatic activities, Francis II will first There is some action in the country.”