In the Death Mountain, three red-crowned vultures flew back from the other side of the sea and fell into the bare mountains, attracting a group of small red-crowned vultures to watch.

"Uncle, are the islands overseas fun?"

"Funny---Little bastard, I'm not going to play. We're going to exchange information, make a deal, and earn magic stones. Do you understand?"

"Do you think it's easy for the future of the tribe to risk being attacked by sea beasts?"

One of the larger red-crowned vultures almost leaked their mouths, flapping their wings in anger, and drove the vultures aside.

"How long can it take to receive a few letters? I will definitely go to play with other times. You can't cheat me."

"That's right, it's more than three days longer than normal. I must have played for three days, which really makes the vulture envious."

The little guy behind him muttered relentlessly, his voice not lowered at all, for fear that others would not hear it, which would make the big vulture unable to hold on his face, so he hurried to look for the clan leader deep in the cave.

"**, you still know that it's too unreasonable to come back. Listen to the sounds outside, even the children in the clan can guess, and you dare to make excuses."

The vulture leader slapped the three of them with one wing and hit the mountain wall of the cave.

The three of them twisted their bodies with the force and ran into them at a faster speed, making exaggerated screams. The vulture leader felt a black line and wanted to teach the three tribes a lesson.

After thinking about it, it gave up.

All the people in this important secret realm have been stationed all year round. It is rare to take a turn to go out once. How can you not relax? Thinking about the past---

"Ahem, don't pretend to be dead. How about the Baipu Swamp area? Has something major happened?" The vulture leader gathered his wings and squatted onto the rock.

"It's nothing big. I heard that the law enforcement team is still eliminating the remnants of the Crazy Bloody Bear Clan. There have been many things happening, involving some guardians, which makes some races very uneasy, mainly bear races."

"It's a sin."

Hearing the old vulture's feelings, ** rolled his eyes. When he wiped out a remnant of a human family, the clan leader killed the most.

"The three major colleges held the new recruit chief competition, and a very powerful new apprentice was released, and they passed the sixth game of the ancient arena."

"Scene 6, which college is from?"

"The Gray Mist Tower is named 'Rock Bambora'."

"Then he will definitely become a formal wizard, and the witch path is unlimited."

As a vassal of the Wizard Academy, the guardians have their own way of survival, pay close attention to the information of the Academy Alliance, pay attention to changes in the current situation, and avoid being affected by disasters.

"Are there any letters this time?"

When communicating information with other races, you can receive and deliver letters to earn a little magic stone. The cost of cross-oceanic letters is not cheap. One letter requires about twenty magic stones, and not every time you get it.

"Yes, this time there are more, and there are 17 letters."

"How many?"

"Seventeen letters."

“Oh, something big happened.”

One letter can earn three magic stones, and seventeen letters can obtain fifty-one magic stones. When they heard **'s words, the Vulture Clan leader was not happy, but was shocked to stand up from the stone.

"No big deal, my patriarch, why can't you trust me?" ** was unhappy and thought the patriarch didn't believe it.

"You know what's wrong, take out the letter and show me."

"But---"

"But that's a big deal. Put the letter here and get out by yourself. Don't hinder my rest. Keep the entrance of the cave for me and I'll call you to come in again."

Regardless of **'s reluctance, the Vulture Chief drove him out of the cave, stared at the letters in the box, and murmured to himself:

"The letters are so frequent and nothing happened elsewhere. The problem must be in our area. How can I rest assured if I don't see it."

There is a red sarcoma on the top of the vulture's head, and there are many holes in the sarcoma. Slim bugs emerge from it and fall into the box.

The bug pulled its body shape, pulled it to the size of a silk thread, drilled into the gaps in the letters, and entered the animal skin letter seal bag.

After a few minutes, the bugs emerged and returned to the red coronal sarcoma.

"Rock, Bambora, newcomer chief, fifth-level apprentice --- Hiss, I remembered that I have seen this name, and in the identity proof of the Trialer, it was that little guy."

"Why am I so stupid? I missed something for the five magic stones, bastard."

Outside the cave, three red-crowned vultures were guarding outside, and they could vaguely hear the movements inside the cave. The three pairs of eyes looked at each other and looked at each other, not knowing what the patriarch was doing.

A day later, the letter fell into some caravans and was delivered to the owner of the letter.

Sancai Guyuan, Hongshi Territory, a small courtyard strictly guarded.

"Madam, you have a letter."

In the respectful attitude of the caravan's men, the letter of the animal skin was taken by a strong maid and delivered to a noble lady.

"Oh my God, my Mia has written."

The noble lady used a knife to cut the animal skin bag and took out the letters. When she saw the familiar fonts on it, she couldn't help but exclaim, covered her mouth and almost burst into tears.

"It's so great that Xiaomia is still alive. I knew she could do it and live well."

"Look, Mia is an apprentice of a wizard, she is a third-level, and she is in the same academy as Rock, and Rock is a fifth-level apprentice. Oh my God, Mrs. Stasi must be very happy when she knows it. Both children are very promising.

Poor Charlie, Foen, Bill, they encountered misfortune--"

After hearing the news about his daughter, the noble lady was so excited that she didn't care about keeping something secret, and couldn't help but share her feelings with the health servants.

"Madam, you take the liberty to bother. Your letter has recorded some very important information. Can I present it to Lord Viscount?"

A guard captain walked into the yard. The noble lady had an apprentice's daughter. Naturally, a team of guards were sent to protect the territory.

"It should be, it should be." The lady said this, with a reluctance on her face, and she held the letter for a long time and didn't let go.

"I'm confused. Actually, I can copy one. The original belongs to the wife and shouldn't have taken it away. I'm sorry." The captain of the guard slapped his head and said in annoyance.

"Is it OK?" The viscount has been gaining power for a long time, and the noble lady hesitated.

"Of course." The guard captain responded.

The captain of the guard immediately copied a letter, checked it repeatedly, and after confirming it was correct, he left the courtyard and sent someone to the castle.

"who?"

"The guards of the 12th team have emergency information to submit to Lord Viscount."

"Put it in the basket, we will deliver it for you."

"No, the captain said that the letter must be handed over to Lord Viscount in person."

After the identity verification, because the other party must meet with Lord Viscount, the news came to the ears of the guard commander Leo.

After a while, Leo took his men to the inner castle, waiting for Lord Viscount to receive him.

Redstone Castle, inside the hall of the inner castle.

Teacher Larry, butler Cole rushed over and waited aside.

The guard who sent the information was half kneeling on the ground.

Viscount Harlan held the paper, widened his eyes, his face constantly changing, and the paper was deformed by him.

The atmosphere in the hall was a bit solemn.
Chapter completed!