After inspecting Obustanburg, Alexander embarked on the road back to the Emerald Castle, leaving Suso alone in Obustanburg to prepare for the caravan.

On the way back, Alexander looked at Hope beside him, who looked a little unnatural, and asked:

"I said, you idiot, are you hiding something from me?"

Hope touched his shiny head and showed what he thought was a "honest" smile.

"No way, boss? What can I hide from you?"

"Yeah?"

Alexander stared into Hope's eyes with a dead smile.

"Then I wonder which girl made my guard captain fascinated?"

Hearing this, Hopen's face suddenly turned red and he defended in a rough voice: "Boss, I have no interest in women! How can women have weapons to serve!"

Thinking of the scene in the tribe where the prophet hung him from a tree for three days and three nights, Hope couldn't help but shudder.

Although he had great respect for the prophet,...

That woman of the prophet is really terrible!

"You really don't want to tell me?"

Alexander sneered and said to his guard captain with a hint of warning.

"If you don't say anything, you won't have a chance."

This idiot, do you really think you haven't noticed anything unusual about him these past few days?

I was distracted all day long, in a daze, hesitated to speak, and hesitated. My whole mood was written on my face, as if I was afraid that others would not know.

Yesterday when this guy was having lunch, he was so distracted that he almost stuffed rice into his nostrils!

Therefore, no one can be deceived by such nonsense as “I have nothing on my mind!”

Realizing that Alexander was not joking with him, Hope hesitated and half-knelt down by the roadside.

This idiot is very straightforward when making decisions!

Alexander was not surprised at all when he saw Hope kneeling down.

If this thing were easy to accomplish, Hope would have asked herself long ago.

Although this guy is naive, he is not stupid.

The fact that Hope waited until now to speak under his own pressure already shows that this matter is difficult enough and may even endanger the interests of the Emerald Territory.

It was just because the matter he wanted Alexander to help was so important that he was in a dilemma.

"Tell me, what exactly is going on?"

Alexander motioned for Hope to stand up and explain the whole story clearly.

"Boss, do you still remember the prophet of the tribe I mentioned to you?"

prophet?

Alexander thought about it for a moment.

It was at the slave market in Nagsh City. The gray dwarf slave trader named "George" once mentioned to him that if a big customer hadn't booked the prophet, the price of these northern barbarians would not be high.

Might be that cheap.

After the battle with the troll, Hope also mentioned the prophet to herself, saying that she had half-legendary strength and a super-powerful silver sword.

"Boss, do you remember?"

When Hope saw the expression of his immediate boss, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"Don't worry, as a mage, my memory is not so bad that I can't even remember this," Alexander said angrily, "So, you want me to rescue the prophet?"

Hope nodded, unabashedly admitting his intention.

"Yes, I hope that you, boss, can take action to redeem Lord Prophet. Without Lord Prophet, I am afraid that my people and I would have been buried in the ice and snow. But..."

Speaking of this, Hope showed a tangled look.

"It's just that this matter has too much to do, and I'm afraid it will affect the territory, so..."

"I understand the grace of saving my life."

Alexander waved his hand and stopped Hope's words.

He only valued the northern barbarians like Hope, wasn't it because of their loyalty and loyalty?

These two things are too rare in the evil camp.

"What I'm curious about is, the prophet you mentioned has half-legendary strength, so how could he be caught by the slave team?"

"Actually, I don't know how strong the prophet is. The so-called half-step legend is just what she told me and the tribe when she came to the tribe."

Afraid that his immediate boss would not believe him, Hope pointed at himself.

"Boss, my strength should be pretty good in the territory, right?"

Alexander was noncommittal. In the entire Emerald Territory, this fool's strength is pretty good and he can be called a good player. Not counting Dalia who has reached the legend, this guy is slightly better than Feileni who left, but compared with

The tiger-man Tiger is still a long way away, let alone compare with himself.

"But boss, do you know that I was trained by Lord Prophet," he stretched out two fingers, "and it took less than two years. Before Lord Prophet came to the tribe, my strength was more than

That wolf bastard William is even worse."

When Hope said this, Alexander was a little surprised.

To be able to improve Hope to the current level in two years, I have to say that this prophet has a brush in his hands.

"However, even if my strength has improved to this point, I probably won't be able to survive ten moves in the hands of the prophet." Thinking of the scene when he was dominated by the prophet, a trace of fear flashed in Hope's eyes.

Although his strength had grown explosively during that period, he never wanted to do that special training experience again in his life.

terrible!

Lord Prophet's method of training barbarians like them was extremely cruel, but according to Lord Prophet, this kind of special training was just the level of ordinary training for her.

"The Prophet was injured before she came to us. She will lose all her combat power every fifteen days or so. That is when she is at her weakest." At this point, Hope showed depression on his face.

The look on his face said, "When the slave-catching team attacked our tribe, Lord Prophet..."

When Alexander heard this, he couldn't help crying or laughing.

this……

It can only be said that Hope’s tribe and the prophet were extremely unlucky!

"I overheard George mentioning that the Lord Prophet was bought by the Pegasus Chamber of Commerce for a large sum of money because of his strength, and was used as the finale of the Bristol auction."

Pegasus Chamber of Commerce?

Alexander once heard Suso mention that this chamber of commerce can be regarded as a large chamber of commerce in the North, with its business scope covering the entire North, and even extending its trade network to the Jinhui Business Alliance in the south.

As for the Bristol Auction, it is an auction jointly organized by the Redbud Chamber of Commerce, the leading chamber of commerce in the North, and other large chambers of commerce in Bristol. It is the largest auction in the North and is held every six months.

.

At the Bristol auction, there are all kinds of rare and rare treasures, from enchanted equipment made by dwarves, to magic props produced in the green forest, and even knowledge resources from other dimensions.

Even in the early years, traces of low-level artifacts appeared in auctions!

The prophet that Hope spoke of can become the grand finale of the auction, and I think it has some merits.

Thinking of this, Alexander asked:

"Hope, what's the name of that prophet?"
Chapter completed!