"How is the situation at the camp?"
"It's already empty. Judging from the traces on the scene, it seems that the dragon lich had just retreated when it came out, and even the traces of the camp were not cleaned up. It was probably frightened by this level of magic. It seems that the strength in their hands is not strong."
"… Abandoned pawn?"
Thinking of the two cultists who were locked in the basement and looked down, I nodded thoughtfully.
Suddenly, there was a crackling sound outside the window, and when the window was opened, a snow-white flying eagle fell from the window, landed directly on Heloise's back, and disappeared without a trace.
It seems that Heloise's clone detection and animal shape changes are becoming more and more proficient.
Although it’s okay to wait for the town’s security team to report back, there is a huge difference between a novice and a veteran in the ability to collect information. An excellent jungle ranger can track the occupation, characteristics, Physical data, seasoned wood elves and druids can use trees and plants as their eyes and ears. The archmage who can look back in time can directly look back on the past, but the rookies who are just beginning to follow their footprints can still be lost, and the rookie detective can do nothing but mess up the scene and step on the clues.
So, when I guessed that most of them had companions, I asked Heloise to send a clone for reconnaissance.
"About 46 to 50 people, with nearly 200 offerings, most of them are humans, the numbers match the intelligence of those two guys. But a few men in black threatened me. It might be a high-level undead creature, if it wasn't for these guys deliberately concealing it, they wouldn't even know about it."
"Is it possible to catch up?"
"Impossible, the other party is very experienced and has already walked into the depths of the mountains. It seems that they should still have a professional ranger profession. It may be a dark ranger or something, I dare not follow too close, and then go on, clone It will also get out of control.”
Heloise's clone also has a range limit, plus the combat power of the clone can be ignored, and it may even be killed by beasts and birds of prey on the way, which is indeed inferior to professional spies.
But there are other wonderful uses...
"Here, help to post it quickly, we need coolie support."
I handed the letter to Heloise, and she made a move. This time, a white carrier pigeon appeared on her palm.
Due to the natural limitations of the clone, it is not necessary to think about it, but it is possible to send it to the post office of the largest nearby town along the official road.
Of course, the normal mailing carriage will not be considered. When the letter arrives at Bayer, it may be spring next year. The company that mailed the letter this time is Little Fairy Air Express Delivery Service Company, referred to as Little Fairy Express.
Well, that's right, it's air express, which is also the latest service project launched by the goblins, and it's extremely popular.
In the war, intelligence and information are worth more than gold. As mentioned before, in order to transmit information, the goblins use hired air knights to deliver newspapers and important letters, and in order to serve other races, there is Goblin Express , this expensive but efficient messenger service.
Of course, due to limited resources, small towns like Antun Town do not have sites, but there are certainly capitals and commercial towns in various countries.
"... We don't have much time, it should be there soon."
"You left the magic signature of 'Roland the Immortal' under the signature. Considering your reputation, I think those goblins will treat him as an important military situation, and use the air cavalry to take over and deliver it, and he should return soon. . But you leaked your identity, really not to save money for express delivery?"
"I... ahem, let's discuss how to share the newly hacked gambling funds."
It seems that the dead cat has seen through everything, but I am speechless, but these little goblins are really black, even if I spend all the gambling money that was hacked today... I don't have much wine money left.
"...Bought me? Okay, the latest evening dress in the fashion capital of this season - the purple rose suit."
"I just can't afford to sell my whole body..."
I rolled my eyes helplessly. Those so-called fashion clothes are expensive. If I buy them, I might as well pay the postage obediently. But when I looked at Heloise who was holding a fashion magazine and kept gesturing, I suddenly laughed. She also stretched out her hand and compared her to the height of my waist.
"Pfft, even if I bought it for you, you wouldn't be able to wear it as a child. Otherwise, I'll find you a children's clothing to make do with it."
Hearing this, the dead cat's face suddenly changed, and the look of gnashing his teeth was a little scary.
"It's not your fault. It's my unlucky home when it comes to your magical pet. If you are stronger, I won't be bound to under ten years old again. Children's clothing should be children's clothing. I want the 06 pink wings of golden childhood! It's black. That classic, pink lace princess dress from Forest Fashion Monthly!"
"The diamond-encrusted one? Are you going to mail order again? We've run out of money! Damn little goblin, as expected, the merchants in the world are generally black, do these cheap weekly magazines get paid for by advertising? A little bit of cloth and a few more The button can sell tens of thousands of gold coins, which is a hundred times the profit, which is faster than robbery."
In fact, the mail order service has only been started by the goblins, and the complaint I just said has been said by countless fellow men.
The beautiful posters and fashionable dresses in those weekly magazines are a selection of female glamour masterpieces in the whole world. While women in the whole world are addicted to them, they drain the purses of their male compatriots.
Of course, the requirements of the dead cat are destined to be unsatisfactory. Needless to say, I can't afford it at all, but at this time, I once again saw the lower limit of heroism and the madness of women for the so-called fashion.
"Heloise, can you be a little bit more prudent and leave 'Devil Professor Heloise' next to my signature, and add the Aerial Knight who will hijack the courier if you don't give ten sets of the latest fashionable dresses in the letter? Are you really robbery? Terrorists who hijacked a passenger plane? Can you point your face? The ruthless people on the natural disaster list are threatening to robbery just for a few clothes? I have lost all face."
But obviously, the dead cat was unmoved, just twitched the corner of his mouth, gave me a disdainful look, and said the forbidden words that hurt the man's self-esteem the most.
"Hmph, it's not that you are poor."
"I... Wait, no, I'm not your man! I'm not obliged to buy you clothes! All you need to feed a cat is enough."
"Tsk, poor bastard, is it enough to eat enough? Barbarians who don't understand fashion."
"...You said the worst thing you should have said."
While we were making a lot of noise here, the bald guy over there was scrubbed by the three views, and only knew that his eyes were staring at the ceiling.
"Child, do you understand?"
Old Barton nodded with a full face of pain, and then, in Winrel's tender smile, he was buried in that soft big chest again, and this time, even if Old Long paid attention to the strength, Old Barton's struggle was even stronger. The expression became more contradictory.
After all, what destroys Sanguan more than a beautiful grandmother more than 300 years ago is that he is actually your grandfather...
On the other side, the team that was about to set out to pursue the Wande Guild had already assembled and was about to set off.