Chapter 131 130. Improper Hammers

"By the way, remember to keep an eye on the tricolor vines for me!" Ubermo thought of something and said immediately.

Don't put all your eggs in one basket. He already felt that the secret medicine of "General Knowledge" was about to be digested, and he had to find those materials as soon as possible.

He also planned to find the traces of the unicorn's hiding place in the Nagodi Canyon as soon as possible, but he needed to be careful and not make too much noise, otherwise it would be easy for the unicorn to detect it.

"I know!" Banla Luo replied.

...

Let Banla Luo go back first, and Ubermo sat on the sofa in the living room, slowly reading the books borrowed by Banki in the swaying candlelight.

——"The Birth of Yuri"

"Damonas was a great pharaoh. He adopted the advice of the people of the Far North and spent ten years to subdue the pharaohs of other tribes and ruled the Ladora Plateau...

"But he was eventually betrayed by his beloved wife Ossanni. When he wanted to pray for light to come to the Ladora Plateau at Mutefei Peak, he was cursed by Ossanni, angering the God of Light.

"Then, darkness enveloped the Ladora Plateau, Damonas transformed into a demon wolf, and cursed Ossanny to never deserve true love...

"Ladora Plateau was filled with black fog from then on, and the priest Sodora, who tempted Ossanny to betray, dug out Damonas' eyes with a white bone dagger from the underworld...

"Sodora finally stabbed the dagger into Damonas' chest...

"And Damonas' son... Monaco picked up Damonas' eyes to save Ladora Plateau, and knelt down to pray for the forgiveness of the God of Light. In the end, Damonas' eyes turned into the sun and the moon, bringing a ray of light to Ladora Plateau..."

"He established Yuri and eventually conquered other tribes..."

...

"Note: To commemorate that event, Ladora Plateau was renamed Dark Plateau. "

After covering the book, Ubermo returned to his room, extinguished the candle, and fell asleep in the dark.

…

August 30, Friday morning.

The sun in Ahansin has brought a hint of heat to people. There are no white clouds in the sky, only the sun is shining wantonly.

"You said Grio will be in the dock tavern?" Sijiada asked while sitting on a wooden chair.

Bailcro nodded and said confidently: "Don't doubt the ability of a 'detective'"

Then he explained: "With the help of Viscount Locke, Grio set up an intelligence station at the dock. His men often use money to hire some people here to monitor the movements in Ahansin for them.

"And every Friday morning, he will come here to organize the intelligence and then arrange new tasks."

"How do you know? He is a 'spectator' and should not be so easy to be discovered." Sijiada said quietly.

Baier Kro smiled and replied, "Of course he is very cautious and has a low presence, but that is why he is abnormal.

"I went to the tavern to investigate the intelligence I got from the gathering, and got some information from the waiter. Then I screened out some abnormal people who only came to the tavern a few times a week, such as those who were more easily overlooked, and added other information to conclude that there was a person who went to the dock tavern every Thursday.

"After comparison, he should be the 'audience' Griot."

Sikada stretched out her white palm, admired it slightly, and then said calmly: "Aren't you afraid of exposing yourself? Maybe the waiter and other people you contacted may have their people."

Hearing this, Baier Kro's mouth curled up slightly, and then said: "I just want them to find out, so that I can get intelligence and attract their attention, so as to lead Griot out.

"After all, a 'audience' is not so easy to find, especially when he is in the crowd."

Sikada suddenly said: "Be careful not to get angry. If he tells Locke about this, a group of people will come and you will not be able to escape. "

Bailcro said calmly: "As a 'detective', you must grasp a person's character and behavior.

"Locke is a cold-blooded, capricious person. He only cares about the results, not the process. Therefore, Griot is responsible for intelligence work, so he must do it well. If he reports to Viscount Locke just because a few strangers are paying attention to them, he is undoubtedly a waste in Locke's eyes. What do you want him to do?"

At this point, Baier Kro smiled, and then said: "And Griot, although he is a superhuman, he is not a rat in the sewer. His public identity is Viscount Locke's secretary. By analyzing his usual behavior, we can know that Griot is a timid, cowardly person who wants to prove himself, but satisfies himself by bullying the weak.

"Therefore, if he knew that we were inquiring about them, he would never report directly to Locke. Wouldn't that prove that he is a waste?"

At this point, he paused, and then smiled: "Such a person is very easy to use. If he knew that a witch was eyeing Locke, he might run away directly, or help us directly.

"The premise is that he knows what a witch is."

Suddenly, Baier Kro sighed and said, "Unfortunately, there are too many variables. It's better to kill him!"

Sikada took out a small bottle of dark green liquid from her wide sleeves, smiled, and then said lazily, "What is a witch?"

Bail Kro did not interrupt. It is best to ignore what the other party said.

Scarlett's burgundy eyes moved slightly, like a drop of water falling into the red wine, and she continued: "Can a witch who can't curse people still be called a witch?

"Give me something he has on him and I can put a curse on him."

Balkro instantly felt a chill rising from his tailbone to the top of his head. He wondered if Scarlett had something of his in her hand so that she could curse him at any time.

As if she sensed Byrklo's emotions, Sijiada narrowed her eyes slightly and said, "Don't worry, you are still useful, I won't curse you."

…

In the afternoon, Ubermore put on his formal clothes and walked towards the Hammers' house.

"Old man, you really know how to enjoy this." Ubermo took a sip of the fragrant Bijichi black tea and said.

Hammers smiled and said: "Isn't life for enjoyment?"

When Ubermo heard this, he said:

"If you really want to enjoy yourself, you should hire some maids or something. This is called enjoyment.

"There's no such thing as enjoyment. Isn't that a masochistic tendency?"

Hearing this, Hammers laughed out loud, and then said: "It's really interesting to hear you talk."

Suddenly, his voice changed and he said: "However, what I call enjoyment is being free and doing whatever you want. In this case, it is enjoyment for me."

Ubermo put down the teacup in his hand, feeling the slightly hot temperature, and then said: "Old man, you are quite enlightened."

"Sure enough, if you live for a long time, you will always have some insights."

Hammers also picked up an exquisite tea cup, then breathed out gently, took a sip, and then said: "I am indeed old, but you are so young, you act like an old man all day long."

Ubermo smiled and said, "I heard that being mature can attract women."

Hammers joked: "Would you like me to introduce you to one?"

"I know some noble ladies, they are all..."

Ubermo quickly interrupted: "Stop it, old man, being with them is too restrictive."

He complained a little that he still hasn't recovered from his "Loki" character, and suddenly he can do whatever he wants and say whatever he wants.

Ubermo then said: "Old man, have you seen "The Birth of Yuri"?"

Hammers did not hold on to that point. After hearing Ubermore's words, he said: "I am a wise man. Of course I know many things."

Ubermo complained: "Old man, aren't you a prophet? How come you have become a wise man now?"

Hammers stroked his white beard, and then said with a smile: "The prophet is just an identity of mine. What's more, if you live for a long time, won't you automatically become a wise man?"

Ubermo said directly: "No, no!"

"As you live for a long time, your intelligence and memory deteriorate easily, so you talk all day long, making others think you are a wise man or a prophet, but you are actually an old man."

"Haha!" Hammers laughed out loud after hearing this.

He then smiled and said: "That's right, I am indeed an old man, and I don't know how many years of memories I have forgotten.

"However, I still remember the history, so it doesn't matter if I tell you about it!"

Hammers took a sip of the warm tea, and then said: "Yuri was founded by that boy from Monaco, but he is quite a ruthless person. Anyway, I really despise him."

Ubermo was stunned for a moment, this old man was too unruly.

"It's not as good as Chelomona. That kid is pretty good, and his background is not simple."

A faint black line appeared on Ubermo's face. Who is Chelomo? He is the founding emperor of Felosa and can be considered his ancestor.

I heard the other party say that this kid is always a little weird.

Ubermo then said: "Old man, can we be more serious?"

However, Hammers said: "This is how we talk about history. It is not good to be too serious. It cannot highlight the nobility of being a prophet."

Even noble, it simply ruined the image of the prophet... Ubermo complained in his heart, and then said: "Old man, tell me about Damonas and Ostani."

Hammers immediately replied: "Do you want to hear history books, or do you want to hear what I know myself? The two are different!"

Both... Ubermo then said: "Let me listen to your opinion! History books can only be used as a reference, especially because there are many church factors in it."

Hammers nodded, and then said: "Damonas, how should I put it, is an ambitious young man, but he was bewitched by immigrants from the Northern Continent."