Kenster and Grick are both mercenaries.

Mercenaries kill people without morality, but only with interests.

Suspicion and cunning are not bad habits, but virtues!

In the wilderness, less than a few miles from White Rock Castle, I was attacked by a living zombie first. Then a young man appeared. He claimed to be the enchantress in White Rock Castle and was also Vermiya's mortal enemy. He wanted to find them to cooperate. No matter how he looked at it, he exuded a strange aura.

No matter how well this kid is, or how thoroughly analyzing the pros and cons, he cannot gain Kenster's trust.

In his opinion, the safest way at the moment is to kill this kid and shut up completely!

Of course, it would be even better if you could get the detailed map of the castle route given by Roland.

He thought it was not difficult. Roland was just a teenager. Even though he had been in White Rock Castle for a few years and his personality was infected with some Vermia's cunning and coldness, how much can he know about the sinisterness of the world at a young age?

He praised a few words, but he was just a fool?!

He never expected that the other party could see through his thoughts and say it outright.

Kenster was shocked, his eyes flashed slightly, and a ripple appeared on Gu Jing Wubo's face. For a moment, Kenster realized that he could not look at the boy in front of him.

'This kid...is a bit unexpected.' Kenster thought to himself.

However, it doesn't matter if you see through it. It's just that you can't get the castle road map. A young man with a little clever mind can kill a few, and it doesn't matter if he kills more.

A murderous intent brewed in his heart, and he decided to take action.

On the other side,

When Roland saw Kenster's face was gloomy, he knew that he had guessed it right. The other party would take his life at any time. As long as he couldn't handle it, it would be the end of the wilderness of the corpse.

But he had no regrets at all. As long as he could get rid of Vermia, he would be willing to take any risks.

Before the blonde mercenary could make any move, Roland said quickly: "Don't you want Vermia's treasure?!"

"Hmm?" Kenster's eyes flashed, and his murderous intent ejaculated slightly: "Speak on."

Mercenaries don’t care about killing people, but they care about treasures!

Roland said quickly: "I know you can't trust me, I can understand this. But please give me some time to say what I want to say. After I finish speaking, do you have to kill or cooperate and let you choose."

Kenster was silent, his eyes flashing, and he glanced up and down at Roland like a searchlight.

Roland had completely figured it out. Compared to being trapped in White Stone Castle and being a lowly slave, he would rather die for freedom. So, to understand this, he firmly looked at the other party.

After a long time, Kenst said, "I count 10 times. After counting, you haven't made me moved yet, so I can only apologize. 10..."

For the time being, he chose to cooperate, but in just 10 seconds, this is due to the so-called treasure.

Roland felt his heart beating like a drum: "I will help you leave this valley, after leaving..."

"9..." Kenster's face showed a hint of impatience.

Roland immediately changed his words: "I have been in White Rock Fort for 5 years, and I have to make an enchantment every three days on average. In five years, there are at least 500 items!"

"8..." Kenster's eyes flashed slightly. If this kid was saying true, there were 500 enchantments in White Stone Castle, it would be a great asset.

Roland continued: "Not mentioning a large number of enchanted items, there are countless gold coins and gems. The most precious of them is a dragon bloodstone mined from the Sunset Mountains. I once heard Phumia call this dragon bloodstone 'Ampinarando'."

Anfinallando, in fact, Vermia didn't have this thing. He just mentioned this bloodstone by chance, and Roland happened to hear it and remembered it silently in his heart.

Kenster sucked in a cold air and couldn't help but say, "Ampinarlando, the twelve sunset gems, the most dazzling pearl in the blood crown, the priceless treasure! Are you saying this true?!"

But Roland shook his head.

"Are you teasing me?" Kenster pinched the wooden stick with two fingers, and then pinched the wooden stick and almost cracked.

Roland wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, feeling like he was standing on a cliff during a typhoon: "I haven't seen many worlds, and I don't know if this gem is genuine. However, when Vermia took it out to admire it, I had the honor to see it once. It was indeed very beautiful and dazzling, and it made people reluctant to turn their eyes away."

Kenster's face softened a lot, and his fingers gently tapped the wooden stick: "Young man, you have successfully moved me. Although you are young, your courage is rare. A person like you will never let yourself fall into such a dangerous situation unless you have the unyielding difficulties."

Roland was delighted: "What do you mean?"

Kenste completely put away his murderous intentions, patted Roland on the shoulder, and smiled and said, "We can cooperate. Please help us get out of this ghost place. I will then find a team of warriors to come back to deal with Vermia. When you kill Vermia, you will point me to the treasure."

Roland nodded vigorously: "Okay, I will tell you how to leave White Rock Castle, but I can't guarantee success. I can only say that it is to minimize the risk and turn the impossible into possibility."

Kenster smiled and said, "I've guessed this long ago. If you really have a way to leave White Stone Castle safely, you'll have used it yourself, so you don't have to come to me for cooperation."

Roland scratched his head and talked to smart people, just to save effort.

At this time, thick black smoke came out not far away, and a burnt and pungent smell came from the air.

Warrior Grick has already started burning the body.

Roland's expression tightened and he speeded up his speech: "There is not much time, and the zombies are burned. Vermia will soon notice the abnormality here. Listen carefully, I will say it twice at most."

"Tell me." Kenster listened intently.

Next, Roland revealed the escape route he had already thought of. This route was his accumulated observation over the past five years. The details were thorough and detailed, and the operability was extremely high.

What he said was also very detailed, and every key point was carefully explained, and it was also a key point for any possible accidents.

Anyone, as long as he has a normal mind and follows Roland's roadmap, will have a high chance of successfully escaping from White Stone Castle.

Kenster listened carefully, and when he heard something he didn't understand very much, he asked carefully until he understood it completely.

Both of them are outstanding people, and they have completed communication in just 5 minutes.

Before the warrior Grick came back, Roland saw that there was still time, so he quickly added: "Next, I will talk about some information about Vermia. You should note that this information is my daily observation. As for whether it is valuable, you need to find a professional spellcaster and make careful judgments."

Kenster looked at Roland with appreciation and nodded: "Tell me, I will write it down carefully."

"First, Phimia is very likely to have been hit by your comrades' curse and was very injured. It is precisely because of this that I asked what kind of curse it was at the beginning."

Kenste immediately said: "It was Valanson's death technique, which was released with the powerful resentment of his death. It was extremely lethal. If the target was an ordinary person, he could die on the spot. But at that time, Vermiya looked just a little pale, and there was nothing abnormal about the others. How did you find that he was seriously injured?"

Roland sighed: "Because in half a month, Vermia used 13 living people in succession. After he used these living people, they disappeared completely. I suspect that he used some kind of spells such as sacrifices of living people to restore his vitality."

"Living sacrifice? Hiss~~ Such an evil spell is indeed in the style of Phemia. Is there any?" Kenst's face was a little pale. Obviously, the matter of living sacrifice was not as easy to accept as he appeared on the surface.

"Secondly, Vermia has a very large appetite and likes meat very much. Once, I saw him ate a whole little antelope, which weighed at least 40 pounds! He basically ate it clean and had to eat three more meals a day. But he didn't look strong, and I really don't know where he went to so much food he ate."

Kenste frowned slightly: "It's weird. Vermia is a spellcaster. The spellcaster's appetite is generally small, but Vermia's appetite... makes me, a warrior, feel incredible. This is really unreasonable. If we can go out, we might have to go to the temple of Yatina, the goddess of life... Is there any?"

"Third, Vermia enslaved a one-eyed demon..."

Kenster waved his hand: "I already know this. I have also dealt with the one-eyed demon. It's a bit tricky, but as long as there are enough people, it's not difficult to deal with him."

"Then it's gone, that's all I know." Roland spread his hands.

Kenster held his chest with one hand and leaned on his chin with the other. After pondering for a moment, he said, "Roland, I hope the treasure you said is true. Otherwise, even if I don't kill you, the mercenaries who found out that they were deceived would take your life. Moreover, the mercenaries' torture methods are particularly cruel..."

Roland smiled slightly. He was not worried about the treasure. Vermia must be rich. Maybe not as much as he said, but definitely a lot.

In order to increase Kenster's confidence, Roland added: "Don't forget that every once in a while, someone will come to trouble Vermia. Over the years, there have to be three or four hundred people, right? These people are fully armed and carefully prepared. The things peeled from them are probably a very generous income."

Kenster's eyes lit up suddenly and he nodded: "You're right!"

He remembered his former comrade-in-arms Trenzas. The wild mage had a beautiful staff, which was said to be worth 6 golden crowns. Now that staff must be in the hands of Vermia.

Thinking of this, Kenster stretched out his hand to Roland: "May the goddess of luck Xinti favor him!"

Roland was stunned for a moment, but soon understood, and slapped Kenster with a pair of slaps: "Leave the mortal things to us mortals, and leave the rest to Ms. Sinty."

Kenster was stunned when he heard this, then laughed and praised: "Good words!"
Chapter completed!