It is approaching noon now, and the sunshine in the desert is still scorching every inch of land. The rolling heat waves are slowly flowing on the sand, and the images of sand dunes in the distance have become hazy under the interference of sunlight.

Pushing open the carriage door, Owakine walked out of the carriage amid the unique "creak" sound of the old wooden door.

The scene of a busy caravan appeared in front of the Black Dragon. This not-so-large team seemed to be camping. One by one, strong merchants took the linen tent from the giant camel in an orderly manner. Five huge camels were arranged to block the wind and sand in the direction of the wind and sand. In the center of the camp, a bonfire was already burning.

"Young Master, good afternoon."

Just as Owakine was about to take a step, a crisp girl rang around Owakine.

"Oh...oh, good afternoon."

Since the black dragon did not have the ability to perform large-scale soul perception at this time, the appearance of this female voice caught Owak off guard.

However, thinking of the "identity" he should have now, Owakine responded as a weak noble young master as soon as possible. It has to be said that Owakine's acting skills are not comparable to those of punk. The image of the playboy young master he performed is not even the most professional performer, but he can't find any fault in the slightest.

However... his performance was destined to be useless. When he saw the wheat-skinned girl beside him, Owakine knew that he didn't have to pretend.

Because—this wheat-colored girl is the girl who woke Owakin up before, and, most importantly, she is also an absolute professional.

Although the girl is only a stalker at the ninth level of internship, as a pro, it is obviously not difficult for the other party to judge the true level of a master-level powerhouse without concealing the soul level when the two people are so close to each other.

"I'm so unlucky. It seems that I can't fool you. If I had known it, I should have solidified the "soul wave silence technique" on the necklace..."

Looking at the bright eyes of the girl in front of her, Ovakine could only sigh silently.

At the beginning, he also thought that there would be professionals in this caravan. After all, a team of merchants traveling through the desert could not not hire one or two professionals as mercenaries. However, Owak had the idea to eat something and use apprentice-level hypnosis spell to confuse a few ordinary merchants and left quietly. Unfortunately, Black Dragon could not have imagined that the caravan would throw himself to the hired professionals for care from the beginning.

So... the identity was exposed from the beginning, what should I do now?

Looking at the girl's eyes that were filled with surprise and curiosity without any fear, Owak felt that his soul sting was intensified.

Relying on his official strength that he could barely maintain, he killed everyone in the caravan? Then he left with supplies? Don’t make trouble. That’s the punk’s approach. Owakine couldn’t do that. In fact, what the Black Dragon now wants to use some valuable things to trade some food and water sources with the caravan. After all, talking about valuable things, Owakine, the "King of the Dragon Roar Kingdom" storage ring, really put many gifts from ministers.

However, just when the Black Dragon wanted to wave his hand and take out a lot of exquisite silk, the beautiful girl stretched out a finger and placed it on Owakine's lips. Then, the girl who was extremely close to Owakine immediately said quickly in a very small voice:

"Don't speak out, don't take out your property. I haven't told anyone about your identity. Now you can continue to be a pampered young master. Now listen to me quietly. First, don't give these merchants money and property. They are all people who work under a big financial backer. The finance you give will only cause unnecessary trouble for them. Second: Don't reveal your identity as a master-level professional. This desert is very, very unfriendly to any master-level professional. I will answer specific questions for you at the campfire party. Please keep silent now, okay? Dear Strong Master."

Hearing the girl's serious voice, Owak looked at the girl's pupils in confusion, but now the Black Dragon has lost the ability to perceive other people's thinking. He can only see a touch of seriousness, a touch of persistence and even pleading in the girl's pupils.

Without thinking much, Owakine decisively nodded seriously and agreed to the girl's proposal. Although this "crazy sea of ​​sand" desert borders the Hos Mountains, even Owakine knows little about it. No matter when, the very barren areas of the Feren plane are always covered with a mysterious veil. Such mystery may help to cause a very effective obstacle to the pursuers, but at the same time, it is also not very friendly to the fugitives.

Seeing that Owakine quickly agreed to her proposal, the girl seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Wow, it's great. Although it's a bit scary, you don't have to worry about anything for the time being. Camels of giant peaks can usually go to the road without sleeping, but they need to rest for a whole day every five or six days to go to bed, so the caravan here will also take a rest for a whole day. I will explain a lot to you at night. Before that, enjoy the special delicacies of desert. Oh, by the way, my name is Aisha. You can call me Xiao Aiyou for special treatment."

After finishing his words quickly, the girl who claimed to be Elsa left Owakine like an elegant spirit cat, but her departure and arrival seemed a little hurry, and Owakine didn't have time to say a few more words.

"Funny girl".

Watching Aisha running to help the merchants clean up the wood, Owakine raised her eyebrows and gave her own evaluation. When she was able to meet such a wild and beautiful girl in a nervous escape, Owakine felt a little more relaxed in her heart.

But soon, the Black Dragon's emotions could not be relaxed.

Standing next to the carriage with a wide view, Owak saw several merchants gathering to rest, but these very tired merchants did not chat and tease as he thought. The thin people actually took out a small black statue and started praying. Five or six strange-shaped statues were grabbed by several people with the strength of rubbing into their palms, and their ferocious expressions began to slowly emerge on their faces.

"A cult?"

Seeing this scene, Owakine's expression immediately became solemn.

"Oh, I really don't know whether it is right or wrong to choose this desert to escape. If there is a cult, the pursuit of punk should be hindered a lot, but... the difficulty of hiding myself has also increased significantly."

Feeling the weak feeling of almost no improvement in his soul, Owakine inevitably had some bad premonitions in his heart.

But now that things have come to this point, there is no room for recovery with his current state.
Chapter completed!