Dust of History Chapter 90: Sorry, please die (below)

The idea of ​​rescuing Asa only swayed in Sedro's mind for a moment, and was completely rejected almost before it could fully emerge.

Indeed, if you want to save a person, the elite Oufu orc army headed by Gru is undoubtedly the best candidate, but the person to be saved is definitely not worth the risk of the person who saves.

Although Sedros has to admit that Asa has helped him a lot and it is very important. From his own point of view, he also likes this young man very much, but no matter how many emotional reasons there are, all he needs is What is objectively unworthy can be completely denied.

Even after saving him, he might be able to join Oufu permanently because of this kindness, but no matter how great Asa's effect on Oufu is, it will not be greater than Gru. And if you really want to organize to save people, the risk you take is by no means half a cent. All the values, possibilities, and probabilities, converted into various data, flew quickly in Sedros's head, and immediately After finishing this extremely complicated addition and subtraction, I came to a conclusion.

"I'm sorry, boy, I can't help it... Also, our contract has expired... You can ask for blessings."

Sedros let out a long sigh, folded the reports, and lit them on the oil lamp. The red-yellow flames blinked for a while, and turned into ashes in a blink of an eye. He didn't know why, but he felt a little disappointed.

He didn't even intend to inform Xiaoyi of the news. Although he was confident in the rationality of the female prime minister, just in case, a woman is a woman after all.

In fact, the superiors are not necessarily ruthless, they also have feelings. Even because work usually considers many things too rationally and mechanically, they even cherish feelings more than ordinary people, but they choose feelings unfairly when making choices. Their people have become part of their business, and their relationship is just a luxury.

Even if there is a little damage to Oufu, Sedros will never choose a possible choice that is unfavorable. This is certainly a career that he has devoted all his heart and energy to, but from some perspectives, Sedros even feels that Oufu is much more important than his own life.

The founding of this city was an unprecedented feat in every sense of the word. Perhaps it will also be an unprecedented turning point in the history of the continent. What is changed here is not only the history of mankind, but also a larger, broader and more diverse history. When he thought of this, Sedros couldn't help being excited, so that his heart, which was no longer excited by anything else, beat more vigorously and vigorously,

It seems that the ground blood is not for his body but for Oufu. As long as it is for a great cause, he can dedicate everything he has without hesitation.

Sedros went to the window. It was already late at night, the sky was full of stars twinkling non-stop, and a crescent moon was shining brightly.

People are small and weak, so they like to hang themselves on some greatness. On eternal things, to give yourself a great illusion that you can transcend life.

Suddenly realizing that he had such emotion, Sedros smiled wryly, a little strangely. My mind, which was already as objective as a huge and complex machine, had some strange feelings for some reason at this time today.

The figures of the two birds in the distance fluttered for a while, then disappeared into the darkness. Sedros frowned a bit.

The wild highlands are not a place where many birds come and go, and these two birds seem to be crows that never appear here.

"Could it be..." Sedros thought for a while, but shook his head. He turned around and sat down at the table.

Puppet Eagle Eye is a special magician that can only be practiced by Di Yagu necromancers, and not just any necromancer is willing to waste this extremely energy-intensive and time-consuming spell. Except for Nimbas, it seems that only lich monsters like Venina, who have almost inexhaustible magic power and time, practice this kind of spell, and it is obviously impossible for the two of them to use this spell again.

"Probably not..." Sedros sighed, just as he was about to reach out to pick up a document on the table, he froze immediately, staring blankly at the opposite wall.

There is nothing strange about the wall, but the shadow on it. The light from the large oil lamp at the rear shone on the wall. The two shadows were also hit on it together, but from the beginning to the end, there was no other person in the room. From the perspective of the shadow, it seems that the real object shot by the shadow should be behind him.

Sedros did not turn to look. His feeling, and even subconsciously using a small reconnaissance spell, he couldn't detect someone behind him. He just knew that there must be someone behind him. Although he didn't see or hear him, even the temperature didn't seem to change, and the spell didn't respond , but he knew there must be someone. Because out of an instinctive reaction, he didn't want to look back.

"It's you?" In just two blinks, Sedros knew who the person behind him was. He didn't turn his head to look, he didn't dare, but he could guess.

"Ah. I haven't seen you for many years." A voice sounded from behind. "But you'd better not move, I don't want to see you."

Sedros coughed dryly and asked, "What are you doing here?"

After a long silence, the voice behind asked, "What do you think, what will I do?"

"No way..." Sedros' voice suddenly became dry. "I really can't figure out what reason you have... Also, shouldn't you have retired?"

"Stop talking nonsense. You know my habits. If you have anything else to say, please say it as soon as possible. I'm giving you this opportunity to say the last thing for the sake of knowing everyone." The voice behind said coldly .

Sedros was also silent for a while, and then he spoke. His voice became more and more dry, as if someone had sprinkled hot sand in his throat. "Are those two birds just now really eagle-eyed puppets?"

"Yes."

"Is it yours?"

"No, it belongs to my client."

"Your client? Who is it? What did you use to entrust you? Maybe I can reach a higher level..."

"One last reminder, don't talk nonsense. You know my habits."

Sedros snorted, seemingly in pain and helplessness, finally sighed and said: "Then please find a way to tell my subordinates, we must find a way to deal with this kind of puppet reconnaissance as soon as possible, otherwise We have a chance against the church."

"That's all?"

"No, there is more." Sedros took a deep breath, and then said slowly: "Actually, I heard that Diyagu... come..."

The last pronunciation Sedros shouted with all his strength, and in the next moment at least five magical flame shields around him burned out of thin air, and a thick layer suddenly appeared on his skin Stones ~IndoMTL.com~ There was also a whirlwind surrounding him within ten meters of his defense, even the huge desk was blown up by this whirlwind, and there were even countless electric sparks and blade-like snowflakes in the wind.

This is real instant magic. It takes only a blink of an eye to cast these spells without any signs at all, and the strength and type of magic cast are also among the five great magicians of Dasong. List. It's just a pity that these magics have no effect.

It's not that these magics don't work on the person behind him, but that the person behind him is no longer there when these magics are cast, and his throat is also cut very big The mouth cut off all the voice he was about to shout just now.

If it takes a blink of an eye from no sign at all to magic, then this person disappears, and Sedros' throat is opened in a quarter of an eye blink at most.

The **** in the throat was big, deep, and filled with strange magic, and blood gushed out of the old man's throat like a fountain, and sprinkled in the whirlwind he himself cast, spilling all over the room. yes. The blood is very red, the fountain is very powerful, as energetic and dynamic as this old man.

"I'm sorry, please go to hell." The voice came from outside the house.