At the beginning, Roland felt simplicity in this town.

But now, he felt something was wrong.

People often come to dig things in that sealed land, and they can dig out some things from time to time.

For example, pottery.

For example, copper coins and other valuable things.

This is not very normal.

In Roland's spiritual exploration, the Seal Land does have these things. But one thing is, the Seal Land seems to have been excavated decades ago. Logically speaking, the things inside have been excavated long ago, just like a tomb that was beaten to the ground for thirty years and four years, and there is no waste left.

But... there is still this place.

Moreover, in the sealed land, some pits seem relatively ‘new’!

It seems that someone has been "maintaining" this place and throwing something down from time to time?

Roland felt that this conjecture was really unreasonable.

Besides, there is another elf that runs out from here, which is even more evil.

Did the elves be locked up for so long without anyone discovering them?

More than two months.

But thinking about it, there is a way for a magician to lock up someone and make it impossible for other ordinary people to find it.

But Roland really couldn't figure it out. If this place was really the place where Jaberso was sealed, then the first thing that Jaberso had left after he escaped shouldn't be running away?

He threw things in here and grabbed elves as longevity medicine. What the hell is he trying to do?

Are you really not afraid of the magic goddess Misla coming to cause trouble for him?

Or, are you confident?

The more Roland thought about it, the more mysterious things felt.

He took out the small stick prepared in the system backpack and inserted it on the ground again.

The technique of making wishes without deciding when encountering things!

This is the old mage's routine.

Now he finally understood why many books say that high-level and mentally resistant prophecy mages don’t bother with you at all.

The big and small wishing technique is used in a turn.

Your strength is not as strong as his, and you will never be able to play with him.

Fortunately, there are very few prophecy mages, and until now, the prophecy magic tower is still in name but not real.

There are not many people, and there are only a dozen prophetic magicians before the master level.

It's so pitiful.

But there are still no magicians who want to cause trouble for them.

After the small stick was inserted into the mud, Roland mobilized his mental skills.

"Make a wish and point out the direction where Missala's archenemy Sauberso is."

Half a second later, the stick suddenly broke a few times.

Roland groaned, and then spitted bloody saliva to the side uncivilizedly.

He bit his tongue.

The backlash of the effects of the young wishing technique.

However, this can also be seen that as Misla said, Jabersau's strength has indeed dropped significantly.

Otherwise, the negative effect of the small wishing technique is not as simple as biting the tongue.

It is estimated that he is slightly stronger than Roland in terms of mental power.

After all, he was the one who could compete for the divine nature with Misla back then. Even if he had been sealed for hundreds of years, it would be normal to have such strength.

Just how to find this person?

Was he sealed this place before?

If not, who was walking on the ectopic plane before?

Roland wouldn't even know that special space magic.

The more Roland thought about it, the more he felt a headache...

He stayed in the sealed land for another night, without any gain.

The next day, he and his guide Beckrum told him to go to the surrounding big towns.

As a guide, Beckrum naturally had to set out with Roland.

Before leaving the yard, Roland saw the old woman holding a glass of red fruit wine and drinking happily.

I really like my own women.

Roland was a little impressed.

Wine is actually quite expensive compared to ordinary people.

Beckrum didn't drink it himself, so he was very willing to treat his old wife.

The two set off again in a cart.

After walking along the road in the sea of ​​pink flowers for nearly seven hours, I finally arrived at the nearby town.

A big town that is much larger than the previous town and can almost be regarded as a city.

Roland came to the town and found a hotel to stay in. Then he asked Old Beckrum to help inquire who is the most well-informed in this city.

And he himself went to fight this mercenary guild of mousse.

After all, it is a large town with a population of more than 100,000. Although there is no Assassin's union, no magic guild, and no magic tower stationed by magicians, there is a most popular and popular servant union.

The president of Roland went to the union and was able to read the task records in the city after paying several gold coins.

Then ask the secretary to select all the tasks related to the next town.

This is a big project that cannot be achieved without several days.

For this reason, Roland paid ten more gold coins.

After he returned to the pub, he found that there were two more people in the pub with a look of greasy appearance.

Old Beckrum said: "Master, can I go home first? It seems that you will stay here for a while, but I am not very at ease with the old woman at home."

"OK."

Roland nodded.

When Beckrum left, Roland gave each person a silver coin and asked about the town next door.

These two are not young, both of them are over forty years old, and they will answer questions and answer questions.

Of course... they didn't dare to lie to Roland.

Ordinary people dare not lie in front of the mage.

Because in folk legends of all countries, mages can identify lies.

Both of them have more information than gossip.

For example, if someone in this town has an affair with the woman in the next town, or something like that.

Or it's about some ghost stories.

But what someone said caught Roland's attention.

"When I was a kid, I often heard that every year there are several outsiders missing in the neighboring town. It is said that there are vampires there. However, there has been no sign of this in recent years."

After hearing this, Roland thought: "Oh, it was about how many years ago."

"It seems that when I become sensible, there are similar rumors."

Afterwards, the two of them made some misunderstandings. Although they did not get more important clues, Roland still added another silver coin to the two as a reward.

After that, Roland stayed here for two days.

On the third day, the Mercenary Union sent someone to invite him over.

It turns out that the task records about the neighboring town have been selected.

Roland expressed his gratitude to the hard-working staff, and then flipped these newly copied records one by one.

He found that...the tasks related to neighboring towns are mostly people.

There are three or four orders every year.

Although it doesn't match the amount provided by the intelligence dealer before.

Intelligence dealers say at least ten people a year.
To be continued...