Translator: Lonelytree
“Impossible!”
Zeller said firmly.
The minotaur shrugged.
” I don’t know about that. Anyway, that’s what’s going on in Bigfoot City now.
Even the way Rheagar died is well known.”
Matthew asked curiously, “How did he die?”
Little Patton said,
“I heard that he was stabbed from head to toe like a skewer.
“The murderer is Prince Harrison of the Bru tribe.
” They said Harrison made a great contribution this ti. The only male heir of the Kingdom of Suki was killed, and it was only a matter of ti before the Bru tribe took over the battle of Escana.” Hearing this.
Zeller frowned and shook his head.
“Impossible.
“Rheagar won’t die so easily…Wait, is there only news of him? What about Du Lin and Asma?”
Little Patton thought for a mont.
“In any version of the gossip I heard, there was no ntion of Rheagar having a follower. ”
Zeller and Matthew looked at each other, and both of them heaved a sigh of relief.
There must be sothing wrong with the rumours.
It was most likely a smokescreen thrown by the Bru Tribe or the Suki Kingdom.
It could not even be ruled out that Rheagar himself was also involved in the creation of the fake news.
As the two of them pondered.
Little Patton started to take things out again.
First, there was a box of light bulbs, followed by a small box of pure white crystals, two large copper wires, and so strange parts.
“Do you know about the lightbulb? This thing is very magical. As long as you input a little current into it, it can continue to illuminate.
“As for the other things, I saw that no one was looking after them, so I secretly took so. See if they’re valuable.”
Little Patton said casually.
Matthew glanced at it and found that the white crystal was actually a rare astral white crystal.
This white crystal had a pure and flawless internal texture and had the effect of magnifying or gathering magic energy.
The quality of the copper wire was also very good. It was a little extravagant to use it to make wires.
The crystals were polished very neatly, and the wires were of good specifications. This ant that the Storluk Industry had mastered a high level of industrial slting and processing capabilities.
As for those strange parts.
According to Little Patton, it was stolen from a warehouse related to the generator set.
According to him.
If he had more ti, he would be able to steal an entire small generator.
This was a little ridiculous.
Even if Storluk Industries had only been established in the city for a short ti and the managent level was uneven, there would not be such a serious oversight.
The greater possibility was that they were in the process of increasing production.
The managent level of storage, transportation, and other links could not keep up with the speed of developnt.
“Why don’t I ask around about Rheaga?”
Little Patton showed his value at the right ti and then carefully suggested to Zeller.
Zeller pondered for a long ti.
Finally, he said solemnly,
Pay attention to your safety and report every day. If you see anything wrong, use the Escape Scroll. There’s no need to be a hero, understand?”
Little Patton patted his chest.
“Don’t worry about .
“I promise I’ll get so news that Rheagar is fine.”
Why did these words sound strange?
Matthew couldn’t help but rub his nose.
What this guy said earlier was not sothing he made up, right?
Zeller didn’t doubt this. He handed a frog doll to Patton.
“Rember to carry it with you. It might co in handy at a critical mont.”
Zeller emphasized.
Little Patton accepted the doll happily and crawled toward the crack.
Matthew looked at his back and suddenly asked Zeller,
“I haven’t asked you what the frog doll is for.”
There was one hanging on his waist.
Other than decoration, it seed to have no other use.
Zeller smiled faintly. “You’ll know when the ti cos.”
Matthew gritted his teeth.
However, he could also feel a hint of mysticism from it. There must be sothing about this doll. It was possible that the power behind it had to et unspeakable conditions before it could take effect. Could it be related to Zeller’s Warlock bloodline?
Thinking of this.
Matthew couldn’t help but ask,
“Speaking of which, which creature did you inherit your Warlock bloodline from? Can you tell ?” Zeller smiled.
“Why don’t you guess?”
It couldn’t be sothing strange like the giant frog overlord, right?
Matthew pondered for a mont.
He probed, “Dragon? Blue Dragon?” Zeller said,
“Let’s go with that then.”
The more vague he was, the more curious Matthew beca.
“If you don’t tell , I’ll go ask Rheagar.” Zeller looked at him in surprise.
“Rheagar won’t tell.” Matthew continued, “Then I’ll ask Sif.” Zeller smiled.
Matthew revealed his true intentions.
“Then I’ll get Sif to ask Rheagar!” Zeller was a little amused. “It’s rare for you to have a child-like side.”
Matthew shrugged.
“People are always curious.”
Zeller raised his hands helplessly. In the next mont, a faint purple mirage lit up in his eyes.
The mirage was like a dream, like two balls of mist that were at odds with each other.
At the sa ti.
A series of faint purple scales grew out of his temples.
This phenonon only lasted for a few seconds before disappearing.
Matthew felt a strong True Dragon aura.
It’s indeed a dragon, but it’s definitely not a blue dragon.”
He muttered to himself.
Zeller revealed the answer.
” The Athyst Dragon, a type of gemstone dragon that is almost extinct in the
Multiverse. I’ve never t a similar species in my life..
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