The yellow-haired boy Riogus led the way in front, and the more he walked, the fewer buildings on both sides of the road, and he obviously took his good friend Yuri to a remote place.

Junior investigators suspected that all professional instincts quickly woke up. Seeing a post office with remittance business, they couldn't help but want to go in and send all the cash they had on to their families far away.

"Strange! I have visited all the areas around Orange County, why don't I remember this new post office that can remit money?"

Yuri noticed the abnormality and immediately resisted the impulse and continued to observe everything around him.

"The problem is not Leo. He is a normal person. The source of something wrong should be the woman who always follows me, Li Mei!"

The junior investigator did not look back deliberately, and only glanced out of the corner of his eyes and found that "Li Mei" not only put on her tent again, but also gestured in complex gestures with her hands, muttering to herself in some unknown language.

Yuri couldn't help but frown: "It sounds like some kind of spell, it's so painful!"

After half an hour, the road finally came to an end. In the impression of a junior investigator who was familiar with the terrain of Orange County, this place should be an ancient cemetery. Seriously speaking, it was an ancient battlefield. At this time, there was an extra magic prop store out of thin air. The name was very tacky [Dragon and Beauty].

The yellow-haired boy Leogues was greatly energetic. He took a few steps quickly, took out a bunch of keys, stepped forward for a while, and finally opened the rusty door.

The black shop looked like a giant beast with bloody mouths and was devoured by people at any time, which made Yuri's heart feel alarmed.

"I won't go in!"

The junior investigator's persistence did not last long. The cloaked girl quietly stepped forward, her soft body pressed against Yuri's back, and urged with a whisper that was close to her dreams: "Get in, go in! Go in and take a look, it's okay!"

If it were someone else, they might have followed suit. Unfortunately, the spirituality of the junior investigator has been greatly enhanced. Not only has he not been deceived and lost his mind, but he has instead aroused the instinct of spiritual self-protection.

"You just want me to go in?" Yuri's left hand was as fast as lightning. From an impossible angle, he poked out from his right armpit, grabbed the cloaked girl's neck, and pinched her five fingers hard.

"Crack..." The muscle fibers of the fingers made a tight sound of hemp rope. The cloaked girl's neck was almost cut off, and then she was dragged in front of her by Yuri and threw her directly into the magic prop store.

The moment the two collided, the door of the magic prop store showed ripples and shaking. The cloaked girl fell lightly to the ground like a thin piece of white paper, showing her true form. A piece of paper the size of a palm had several ancient symbols.

As an excellent investigator trained in batches of training classes of the First General Administration of the [Supernatural Event Investigation and Prevention Bureau], Yuri has a wide range of experiences and can easily recognize the "art" in front of him.

"Paper puppet! It uses a very rare ancient Islirian magic, and it is not difficult to crack it. The core of evoking paper puppet is the ancient language [truth]. As long as you take away the previous symbol, the meaning will become [death]! This magic magic based on natural spirituality was eliminated very early!"

In the secret, the yellow-haired boy Riogus once again made a night crow-like giggle: "I knew that Yuri was a good guy. After professional training from the [Supernatural Event Investigation and Prevention Bureau], he would only become more knowledgeable. I decided that it was him."

A familiar and unfamiliar female voice recalled, half of the embarrassment of the crack of the technique, half of the trust in the yellow-haired boy Leogus, sighed in a soft and soft tone like honey.

"Okay! As you wish."

The magic prop store's phantom ripples and oscillation later suddenly disappeared, revealing the unique style of the gibbsian wandering tent.

Yuri felt inexplicably moved and thought to himself: "So that's the case! No wonder, the Islir people and the Gibsi people can be said to have the same source, both of them are wandering peoples, specializing in thieves, prostitutes, liars, robbers, fortune tellers, and magicians. The woman who did not hang red cloth strips, should not be a wandering oriole, but a very rare illusionist among magicians passed down from generation to generation!"

Thinking of this, junior investigator Yuri's professional mood rose again.

"Dear Master of Illusion, I respect your national tradition of following the changes in the seasons and migrating among the lands and nations. However, the times have changed. Please be sure to report to the [Supernatural Event Investigation and Prevention Bureau] branch of the Orange County Secret Police Hall, so that you can legally perform illusion... After all, the blood elf mage who cannot get into the sand in his eyes will arrive here, and they are unreasonable people."

The woman of Gibbsey who had something to say was frightened by the second half of the words of junior investigator Yuri, and hesitated and dared not speak up.

It was still the yellow-haired boy, Leogus, who was smart and quickly started talking about the topic.

"Yuri, you also know that our family has become rich after demolition. I got an inspiration for this matter, which is to dig out the ancient battlefield and look for treasures that may be forgotten and lost to the records of historical papers. With the help of Ms. Li Mei's tribe, we joined forces to loot the ancient battlefield in Orange County and found some good things, just to ask you to help us estimate the price!"

After hearing this, Yuri breathed a sigh of relief and weighed the pros and cons quickly. After ten breaths, the junior investigator nodded.

"It seems that you have joined forces to do a big deal. Since I have spent the time asking me to take action, I am not polite! I will take away 10% of all the income for this appraisal fee... Don't think it's too much, I've been good at it recently. What I earn more means you make more land!"

The Ghibsi woman felt a little incredible. The ordinary man on the opposite side actually grabbed her everywhere, just like a broker who often deals with Ghibsi people.

Yuri knew that he had bet on the right side, so he calmly added: "Only by dividing the stolen goods together can he be considered a friend! Isn't this the creed of the people of Ghibsi? Respect tradition! There must be a reason for this creed, and it will be rashly violated. Even the elder who kept ancient technology and wisdom would be deprived of his title?"

The junior investigator was very whispered. When he was training in the General Administration training class, he learned the routine of dealing with wandering people with an old professor. He knew very well that these people were flexible and had to start with their traditions.

After a complicated psychological struggle, the gibbsie illusionist finally nodded in agreement with difficulty.

Even if her identity is different, she has to follow the tradition. After all, the national tradition is too special. Without this, what is the difference between the Ghibsi and a cousin who is a messy cousin wandering the earth like a ghost, driven away by stones, and bloody Islir people?

The yellow-haired boy, Leogus, walked out of the darkness, carrying a heavy package that was about to mop the floor.

Yuri glanced at it, twitched his nose gently, smelling the obscure earthy smell, and couldn't help but shake his head.

"As far as I know, there was no war in Orange County in ancient times. The golden humans of the first era were entrenched in the Mesopotamian Basin in the core area of ​​the sacred continent, and the silver species of the second era never left the eastern paradise Eden. The bronze tribe of the third era lost the glory of the immortal species. Akariya, who was staying among the mountains, slowly rusted and entered destruction alone. It was not until the fourth era that the short-lived humans rose and spread to all corners of the sacred continent. Unfortunately, Orange County had only been reclaimed for a hundred years, and had no historical background at all!"

The yellow-haired boy, Leogues, had heard similar things for a long time, and smiled, but didn't care much. He just put down the package and untied the four corners he tied.

The junior investigator was shocked. As the bag skin shook open, a stream of blood that was condensed as substance gushed out. Ordinary people had shallow spirituality and felt a bit cold. People with strong spirituality and extremely keenness like Yuri were simply facing dozens of undead creatures at the same time.

Fortunately, junior investigator Yuri quickly adjusted and quickly served his inner fear. After calmly defeating negative emotions, his mental power increased slightly, at least he was immune to the instinct of many relics containing the breath of war in front of him.

Yuri quickly entered the state and stepped forward to identify and identify. His eyes first fell on a paper bag. Before he could reach out to test, he felt a strong heroic aura.

"This pack of reddish-brown rust comes from a completely rusted ancient famous sword. When it is built, it must have been tempered with the blood of a legendary hero! It is not inferior to the holy sword of the Holy Light Church. Now it can only be used as a sword core inlay. I guess the effect is equivalent to a ring of arcane - spell enhancement!"

When the yellow-haired boy Leogus heard this, his eyes lit up, and a golden light flashed in his pupils.

"If, I mean, recast these rust?"

Yuri explained calmly: "The legendary sword of a hero will not reduce its glory as time goes by. If it is successfully recast, it will be a legendary blade (4). If the bard is asked to sing it to all directions, and if there is a big enough legend, it will probably become an epic weapon (5)."

In fact, Yuri's knowledge is not enough to be an appraiser, but the junior investigator specializes in picking up nice words for those who want to hear them. Even if it is a bit outrageous, as long as you don't say anything to death, there is room for reversal, no one can do anything about him.

"This flag is soaked in the blood sprayed from the wounds of both sides of the war. It is a very good spell casting material. It has an incredible effect on communicating the secret art of the undead in the underworld. It can even summon the souls of one of the two sides of the war at that time. For the miscellaneous army with soldiers but without military flags, it can increase the morale of the whole person and enter a state of madness of sacrificing one's life. It belongs to the madness of soldiers and soldiers!"

Yuri couldn't help frowning when he said this: "If it is sold to wild refugees and robbers, they will be able to take off their last pair of underwear for this! The Queen Mother of the Lizard King entrenched on the Mishima of Budishou and the seven pirate kings under his name will be crazy about this, with a maximum value of 10,000 gold pounds... Unfortunately, they are used to blackmailing!"
Chapter completed!