Chapter 598: Breaking Up

It's not that I can't trust Dewey, but wouldn't it be better if the orc high priest could directly decipher the ghost talisman on my left arm?

Hey, I said Dewey, why are you looking at me with that surprised expression?

Really, I really don’t doubt your professionalism and strength, I just think it would be better to have as little trouble as possible~

However, Dewey still stared at me with a "surprised" expression.

Well, if you want to stare, then go ahead. Anyway, I am an old man with a rough skin and thick flesh. Even if you stare at me for several hours, I will not lose a pound of flesh. Besides, I am not handsome, so you If you are not afraid of needle eyes, just take a look.

Uh, I said, you haven't seen enough yet, my old face is turning red at your expense!

"Well, Dewey, if you have something to say, just say it, don't look at me like that, okay?" I almost looked embarrassed by him.

Dewey just came back to his senses, coughed slightly and said, "Oh, sorry, sorry, I was just a little surprised."

"Eh? Why are you surprised?" I asked puzzled.

"I'm surprised that you would have such an idea. I'm surprised that you would want to use my relationship to see the orc tribe's high priest."

"What do you mean?" I tilted my head: "You mean, am I looking for the right one?"

Dewey shook his head repeatedly and said: "No, you are looking for the wrong person. I can't help you with this."

"No way, you are so rich and powerful"

"For the vast majority of people on the Zephyr Continent, I am omnipotent with money and power, but" Du Wei sighed: "I am still a human being after all, and there are still many things that I cannot do and cannot be touched. That person, the high priest of the orcs, is one of the people I can’t get."

I couldn't help but blurt out: "I'll go, how high does his status have to be?"

Dewey thought for a while and said: "When the Dwarf King was seriously ill, it was my brother and I, together with the entire Dwarf Royal Family, who went to beg the Orc High Priest, and he was finally willing to come forward."

The two royal families came out in full force, and only then was the high priest of the orc tribe willing to come forward. I can only imagine what level of existence this high priest of the orc tribe was.

Hearing this, I was a little discouraged, but at the same time I was relieved. To be fair, if Dewey hadn't said it so harshly, it would have been impossible for my eager heart to calm down.

Seeing that I was in a low mood, Dewey comforted me a few more words. I grinned, laughed twice, showed an indifferent smile, and said, "Don't worry, I actually don't care about that. You also know my character." , it’s just three minutes of heat, hahaha, hahaha.”

After leaving the Goblin Palace and walking onto the street, listening to the hearty laughter of the dwarves and the slightly shrill laughter of the goblins that constantly burst out from the taverns on both sides, I always felt that my mood could not be integrated into it.

The conversation I just had with Dewey was half true and half false.

I believe that Dewey’s professionalism and strength must be one of the most authoritative. I also believe that he can decipher the ghost drawings on my arms. But it’s just that there is still more than a year before I will be with Cajiali and the others. The engagement ceremony was completed in Cyberjaya, and maybe the wedding was completed in the same year.

Although I know that at present, as long as these ghost symbols are covered, the mysterious destructive power will not burst out, but I don't know how long this method can last.

In short, since there is no feasible solution now, we can only take one step at a time.

When I returned to the villa, the hall was empty. Only the sweeping puppet was constantly sweeping the dust on the ground?

Looking at the smooth, mirror-like floor, I really can’t imagine where there would be dust.

When I arrived at the door of Fenghuang's room, I opened the crack in the door and could vaguely hear the laughter of Cagalli and the others. It seemed that they were all in the room now.

Then, I quietly returned to my room, closed the door, went to bed, took off my gauntlet, and stared at the ceiling without blinking, in a daze.

The voice of Odachi came into my mind at this moment: "Hey, boy, why do you have to wear gauntlets? I think the tattoo on your arm is very nice!"

"Look? What are you looking for?" I picked up the Odachi, looked up and down, and said, "I didn't see where you have eyes."

"You don't understand this, right? But, I'm not going to tell you. Even if I explain it to you, you still don't understand." Odachi said arrogantly: "The mountain man has his own clever plan."

"Tch" I said disdainfully, "I don't care about it."

Be quiet for a while

"Hey, brat," Odachi's voice sounded again: "Let me ask you, to what extent can you unleash your murderous intent now?"

"What do you want to do?"

"Nothing to do, just asking."

"It's almost the same as before."

"Is that so?" Odachi was silent for a while and said, "I suggest you practice more on how to control and release your murderous aura."

"Sick!" I muttered.

"You brat, who do you think is sick?" Odachi said loudly.

"I said you are sick!" I said unceremoniously: "Murderous aura can be released at any time and closed at any time. If I'm not careful, if this thing controls my mind again, God knows what I will do. It’s something you regret too much.”

"Look, look, you don't even understand, so you are anxious." Odachi clicked his tongue and said, "I am asking you to release your murderous aura, but I am not telling you to release it until you lose your mind. You practice this feeling every day. As time goes by and you get used to it, you will be able to send and receive it freely. In this way, you can gradually increase the amount of retraction and release. It won't take long before you can master the murderous aura."

I:"!"

And this hand?

I didn't expect that!

"How did you come up with this method?" I couldn't help but ask.

"Hey, accept it, brat!" Odachi's obscene laughter sounded wildly: "Let me tell you, uncle, the time I was left in this world is thousands of years longer than your lifetime."

"Hey, I heard you say that you have experienced the era of legendary heroes?" I asked with interest.

"Of course!" Odachi said proudly.

"Then can you tell me about the fighting at that time?" I said, "I really want to know the real history of that period."

"Didn't you read historical documents?" Odachi asked me.

"Most of those historical documents are filled with personal emotions. You have to believe them, and you can't believe them all," I said. "In contrast, I want to hear the real war scenes, which will be more thrilling."

After a moment of silence, Odachi suddenly said: "I'm sorry, brat, I can't satisfy your request."

"Eh? Is there any problem?" I couldn't help but ask: "Or is it that the dispute just made you angry and you still haven't calmed down yet?"

"Am I that stingy?" Odachi said disdainfully, and then it sighed and said: "I did experience the era of legendary heroes, but at that time, I was already buried in the mausoleum. Without being buried with him, we have no chance to go out and experience that chaotic era!"