Fisher stared at the back of Philon who left the room for a long time, and suddenly grabbed Rafael next to him. Rafael thought he was going to hold hands, so he subconsciously handed over his hand, but he was coldly greeted by him.
He refused and turned around angrily, only to find that he was looking at her seriously,
"Listen, Rafael, we are leaving here tonight. You keep an eye on Lal and the others here while I go up and pack my things and come down."
Rafael was slightly stunned. Although he didn't quite understand why Fisher wanted to leave in such a hurry, since he had spoken, there must be a reason for him, so he agreed.
Fisher had realized that there was something wrong with many things in the city of Philon. He had already made some guesses about what he was doing, and he was very sure that the other party was eyeing several dragon people around him. The reason why he wanted to do this before
The reason he stayed here was because he needed certain supplies for his journey. Since he had bought these supplies today, he could set off at any time.
It would be very stupid to put yourself and several dragon people in a dangerous situation if you don't set off again.
So when it comes to breaking things, Fisher decided to take Rafael and the others out of the city tonight. The best result is that Philon will not find out about their departure until they forcefully break through the city gate.
I can't catch up even if I want to.
When he went to the outer city today, Fisher memorized the route inside the city. From here, he would go all the way to the north gate. Even if he caused some unnecessary losses, he would have to leave the city.
Fisher nodded and walked out of the room with his cane.
The entire Philon mansion was eerily quiet. The rooms were brightly lit, but no living person could be seen. Fisher's footsteps did not pause at all, and he headed straight towards the second floor.
...
...
The whole restaurant fell silent. Milkhir and Fahir both knew the seriousness of the matter from Fisher's mouth, so they stayed carefully beside Rafael and took care of the random Raphael.
The toys were confiscated from your hands to prevent her from running around.
The aggrieved Lal became dumbfounded under Rafael's stern eyes, and huddled in the seat of the restaurant in aggrieved manner, staring quietly at the moonlight outside the window.
The moonlight outside the window was hazy, and the clouds like scales blocked the bright moonlight, giving the earth a layer of unclear shadow.
Lal looked at the distant moon in the sky like a daze, imagining that it turned into a huge pancake, and then dipped in the dragon people's favorite fire juice, and then eaten by himself. It must be the best food.
!
Lal swallowed the saliva in his mouth, and when he looked at the moon outside the window, he found that the moon seemed to be covered by some shadow. When Lal looked out the window, he saw a tall man with horns.
She was stunned for a moment when she looked so expressionless, and the next second she panicked and shouted to Rafael next to her,
"Lord Rafael, there is someone outside... Wu! Let go of Lar!"
The huge arm directly smashed the glass of the window. As the sound of the glass burst was heard, the arm tightly grabbed Lar's neck.
when...
Why don't I feel the breath of a living person?
Rafael's eyes narrowed to a thin line, looking at the tall figure outside the window. It was an adult male of the oxman species, with a strong body, about 1.9 meters tall, with his upper body naked, but the skin color of his body was
He had a strange feeling of grayness, and the horns on his head had completely disappeared, leaving only smooth saw marks, and he stared expressionlessly at Lal in his hand.
"Let her go!"
Rafael's scales stood up upside down, and the moment steam erupted from his body, all the surrounding windows shattered, and one after another expressionless bull-like males got in from the outside.
"Don't move, Rafael."
The next second Rafael wanted to move, a gentle voice sounded from behind him. Rafael turned around in disbelief, only to find that his partners were being controlled by the huge bull-like male.
"Lord Rafael..."
"let me go!"
Outside the courtyard outside the window, there were densely packed tall figures standing, with only broken horns on their heads, lining up to look into the restaurant with expressionless faces.
"Ms. Nana?"
Appearing next to those awesome people was none other than Nana, an awesome person in a dress. After stopping Rafael's resistance, she did not speak when faced with Rafael's questioning because she had to seize the time.
Nana sat on the shoulders of a strong ox-human and lightly snapped her fingers. The ox-human holding Mil and the others quickly ran out of the courtyard, seemingly unwilling to meet Rafael here.
We fought. The densely packed bull race behind them blocked Rafael's sight with expressionless faces and ran towards a certain direction outside the courtyard.
Rafael's night vision was excellent, and in the darkness she saw a door leading to the bottom of the ground opened at some point in front of the beastmen who captured her companions, and it led downwards to who knows where.
Are you trying to lure yourself there?
Rafael stayed where she was and glanced upstairs, then at the tunnel in the distance that was open to her. After hesitating for a second, she still ran in the direction of the tunnel.
Fisher, who was packing his luggage upstairs, had already heard the shattering sound of the glass. He was slightly startled, and then sighed.
The worst happened, and the other party was still aware of his thoughts. It seemed that Philon was also watching him all the time. When both parties were very cautious, the slightest movement would break the balance.
At this moment, Fisher simply relaxed and put away his packed luggage. Then he carried his cane and walked down from the second floor, passing by the empty restaurant without stopping.
Rafael must have been chasing Mir and the others. Fisher felt the contract of the slave heraldry and found that they were heading underground. There must be some kind of hidden building below.
But Fisher did not chase Rafael and the others. Instead, he could only silently hope that Rafael could solve the situation over there.
There was no other reason. When he slowly walked out of Philon's house with his cane and came outside the courtyard, Philon, who had changed into a suit, was standing in the courtyard, quietly looking towards the inner city with his hands behind his back.
The city of Philon outside the inner city.
The city of Philon is quiet at night. From the high-lying city lord's palace, you can just see the life of the demihumans below. It's already late at night, they are resting or sleeping, and currently there is not enough sound coming out of the city lord's palace.
"Good evening, Mr. Fisher."
"Good evening."
Fisher lit a cigarette, walked to Philon's side, stood side by side with him, and looked at the peaceful and harmonious inner city.
"It really saddens me that Mr. Fisher is leaving so late... In that case, you already know what I am doing?"
Fisher nodded,
"You are selling souls. You have made high profits by selling souls. Moreover, you have set your sights on the souls of those dragon races. You have been doing similar research a long time ago. Those Asians in the wilderness
All human souls have been captured by you."
"Ah, what a smart brain, I really can't hide it from you..."
Philon said to Fisher with a sigh, as if it was indeed the case,
"Mr. Fisher, do you know how much energy is contained in a human soul? How much magic a human can release in a lifetime. The energy that releases magic comes from the soul. Their souls are highly compressed.
After that, it is released by igniting, and the energy generated is more than tons of coal mines..."
"In the beginning, I was inspired by Asoria. Since deep despair can vibrate their souls, can the opposite love be done? Experiments have shown that it is possible. The stronger the love for a target, the stronger it is.
, the greater the vibration amplitude of the soul, the easier it is to extract the soul..."
"But Mr. Fisher, people are always on guard against each other. Whether it is to create desperation or creativity, it is easy to design for one goal. In this way, it not only costs too much, but is also not suitable for mass production.
.”
Fisher's thoughts were fast, and he soon caught up with Philon's thoughts. He seemed to have thought of something, and added to Philon's words without changing his expression,
"So, you are looking for a goal that can lower the standard of despair or love. Is there any group that can easily give despair and love? In the end, you found the answer..."
"That's right, Mr. Fisher, that's children!" Philon clapped his hands and looked at Fisher with great admiration, as if applauding his wisdom, "Only innocent children, only pure ones can
Feel the love and happiness at the nearest distance without any defense, and express it..."
Fisher said nothing, looked at the scene outside, and just took a deep breath of cigarette.
"So, in order to make money, you turned those children into products?"
"Make money?" Philon's mask did not move, but Fisher saw the eyes hidden under his gas mask suddenly turning to look at Fisher, as if he was annoyed why Fisher would say this reason.
, but after a second or two, his eyes turned back and his tone became calmer.
"You know, Mr. Fisher, my hometown of Ulen was originally a quiet and peaceful place, until the geological survey team of Saint-Nali discovered coal under my hometown. In order to obtain profits, people from different places came to
People came into my home with the same purpose and wanted to take away the land where we lived in our village days.”
"During the resistance, they set fire to my village. All my family and friends who had lived with me since childhood were burned alive in the fire. I hid under my brother's body and survived until the next day.
When I stood up, his body was stuck to mine and I couldn't even wash it off."
Philon's eyelidless eyes stared at Fisher, and he tapped the gas mask on his face with one finger, "If there is a choice, I, my brothers, and every child in Ullun will do it."
Give your life in exchange for the coal mines they want to mine, so that so many people will not die!"
"Mr. Fisher, look at the demi-humans living in the inner city. Their homes have been destroyed and they are almost exterminated. Why? It's because humans are hungry for their resources, so they want to drive them out.
..."
"If it weren't for my intervention, they would all be exterminated and die in the quiet wilderness without any sense. I gave them a good living environment, but is it all without cost? So much money is needed
Pay, is it possible to save them just by relying on passion?"
"If you were to ask a certain demi-human in this city if they were willing to trade these children for a peaceful and comfortable life, what answer do you think you would get?"
"The energy production efficiency of the dragon race's soul is seven to eight times that of humans. As long as one dragon race is sacrificed, the lives of seven other children can be exchanged! Isn't it worth it? So, I'm sorry, I have to take those few
The soul of a dragon."
"But Mr. Fisher, I can let you and the red dragon man go. You are a rare scholar in Nali. I don't want such a smart brain to stay on this continent in this way..."
After a cigarette, Fisher reached out and pinched out the cigarette in his hand. He didn't seem to be interested in his long speech just now. He just turned to Philon with a deep look and asked,
"I just want to ask you, where are those children now?"
Philon was stunned for a moment, as if he already knew the answer. The magnetic voice brought a smile.
"Thanks to Mr. Fisher..."
The suit on his body was suddenly torn, revealing the slightly bulging steam device on his back. There, the original miniature steam ring was replaced by a larger backpack. On the surface of the backpack, there were more than a dozen metal cans deep.
It was deeply inserted into it, as if it was submerged into his body. Steam was constantly gushing out from the surface of the backpack, and moving forward along the backpack, lines connected his right prosthetic hand and some kind of glove device covered on his left hand.
The backpack trembled slightly, and as an illusory wail sounded, streams of pure blue energy flowed into his prosthetic hand along the lines. In an instant, a huge amount of steam came out of his entire body. Then, the backpack
Open it slightly and cover the energy transmission lines with metal armor.
His eyelidless eyes followed the gas mask to Fisher in front of him, and he spoke word by word,