Chapter 49 Ruins News
After waving his hand to let all the swamp people leave, Hags threw the sleeping half-merman in front of him.

Lear looked at the sticky and smelly merman, then turned to look at the swamp banshee beside him.

"Wake him up and question him."

The swamp witch immediately nodded in response, humming softly.

The elegant voice makes people feel relaxed both physically and mentally.

The unconscious merman slowly woke up.

He stared at the swamp banshee with a greedy look on his face.

He ignored the vicious gazes of the surrounding warriors, as if there were only swamp banshees around him.

"Master, I have bewitched its soul. If you have any questions, you can ask directly."

The soft and clear voice of the swamp banshee is like tickling people's hearts, and it sounds extremely comfortable.

Lear nodded and stared at the fish-man.

"How strong are your companions?"

The half-merman said stupidly.

"The levels are all level 5. The chieftain obtained a magic beast crystal in the ruins, and the level was raised to level 10."

Warcraft crystal?

Lear thought of Haggis's transformation into a hero.

This is good stuff.

The interest increased a bit.

"Have you opened the ruins?"

"No, the chief said that this was obtained outside the ruins under the guidance of the great Father God."

The merman's voice was stiff and a little dull.

God the Father?

"The god of merfolk?"

"Yes."

"The God of the Half-Mercury died millions of years ago. Can you still hear his guidance?"

"Father God has never fallen, he just fell into a deep sleep. Father God has been guiding us all the time!"

His face showed the piety unique to believers.

Lear raised his brows slightly.

The fanaticism of believers has always been like this.

However, this also requires extra attention, lest the legendary event of God's resurrection really happen.

In this fantasy world, anything can happen.

After asking a few more questions, the thread gradually became clear.

A few days ago, the merman suddenly discovered an ancient relic. Although he has not found a way to enter yet, he has gained a lot of benefits from outside.

This half-merman was of low status and had been on guard outside, so he had no idea of ​​the more specific situation.

After getting the key information he wanted, Lear casually mentioned it again.

"Is there anything dangerous nearby?"

There was a hint of resentment on the merman's face.

"Twenty kilometers away from us, there lives a group of dark Nagas. Those lowly creatures have always wanted to enslave us."

Dark Naga?!
Lear was a little surprised. This was another piece of additional information.

"The number of those dark nagas is enough to form two squadrons, and their level has reached level 9."

“There were originally thousands of us!”

"But last month, the Dark Naga attacked us. More than half of us were killed or wounded!"

After saying this, he grumbled unwillingly.

"When my god returns and the great murlocs rise up, we must enslave all those damn dark nagas!"

Li Er continued to inquire about the news of the Dark Naga, but he did not get any valuable information.

The other party just muttered about wanting revenge, wanting the merman god to bring down divine punishment, etc.

After thinking for a while, he waved his hand and handed it to the lizardmen, asking them to take it back for further interrogation.

At this point, the episode caused by the disappearance of the swamp man came to an end.

This sudden incident brought him a lot of gains - a beautiful singing voice, and the future main force in the spiritual civilization construction of Weilu City - the Swamp Banshee.

Although it is just a newborn, its potential has reached 3 stars and the level cap is 12 levels.

Moreover, the other party feeds on emotions and does not need to be fed.

Judging from what happened just now, the other party still has great potential to be tapped.

Secondly, I learned about the gathering place of the merfolk and the ancient ruins in the south.

Finally, we also obtained information about the Dark Naga.

All in all, it’s a small profit.

Lear was in a good mood and did not stay in the pool for too long. He returned to his territory with the swamp witch.

Informed Bain of the reason for the disappearance of the Swamp People.

When Bain heard the news, he looked at the beautiful and charming swamp banshee.

His expression was also somewhat interesting.

Looking at Hanno who returned with the team, he was not polite and criticized him harshly. The young man was unstable and was seduced. There was really nothing to say, but the people who were supposed to be lost could not escape.

After the young swamp dweller left, Bane glanced at the swamp banshee and hesitated.

"Sir, how should we place them?"

Lear smiled.

“For a city to rise, material life alone cannot satisfy its residents.”

"I heard that in the city of elves, you can hear the wonderful singing of elves every day."

"If the elves can do it, why can't my city of Wei Lu do it?"

He said this while looking at Bane meaningfully.

"The swamp witch is not just used for singing."

"In the future, they will also be the main force in singing praises and anthems about the City of Wisdom."

"It will even be a flag of our territory."

According to his idea, these swamp banshees might become a trump card for the City of Dew.

Of course, future development still requires careful planning.

The territory is still just starting out, so everything needs to be done slowly.

Bain's face showed a thoughtful look.

But there are no natives of the fantasy world who have been baptized by modern information to explore the deeper meaning.

I just had a vague feeling that I had grasped something, but I couldn't quite figure it out.

Can the Swamp Banshee represent the City of Wispy Dew and become its banner?

He had some doubts in his mind, but they were quickly put on his mind. It didn't matter that he couldn't figure it out. The key point was that this matter was proposed by an adult.

He just needs to absolutely carry out the adults' will!

The adults' gaze was far beyond his reach.

After the communication, Bain left with deep thoughts.

As the construction of the territory gradually got on track, there were more and more government affairs, and he was too busy to handle them all day long.

But just after walking a short distance, a thin young figure appeared in sight.

The other person's lips were pale and he looked a little weak.

"Hanno."

Bane sighed.

"Are you OK?"

The young swampman shook his head, staring at him with his algae-green pupils, and said seriously.

"Lord Bain, I'm fine. I came to you to find out how I can repay you, Lord."

This made Bain laugh.

"Want to repay my Lord? Try to grow up. You are not even a hero now, why do you think so much?"

They, the quagmire people, are too small in this land full of dangers.

As a hero, he dared not say how he could help adults.
He patted the other person on the shoulder and prepared to leave.

"Lord Baine, how can one become a hero?"

Bane looked at the slightly skinny swamp boy and smiled.

“That requires a lot of suffering.”

Halfway through his words, he looked at the other person's serious eyes and his tone became a little complicated.

“This process took me ten years.”

Although the tone was calm, it was very sad.

It is not so easy to become a hero. No one knows what he has paid in order to take this step. Outsiders may not care either.

If an ordinary person in the mud wants to stand out, but does not have sufficient talent, background, or family background, he must be determined to fight to the death!
If you are not ruthless to yourself, why should you be the one to take the lead? !

Bain looked gloomy.

"Go back, those hardships are not something you can endure."

Having said that, he turned and left.

He couldn't even resist the temptation of the witch. How could he complete these difficult exercises with such a weak will? !
But the next moment, plop~the thin boy fell to his knees on one knee, his eyes filled with unshakable determination.

"Lord Baine, the Lord saved me!"

"Only by becoming a hero can I provide greater help to the Lord."

"I want to be a hero, and I am ready."

Said word by word.

"Even if I have to sacrifice my life for it!"

Bane turned his head sharply.

The boy kneeling on the ground looked like weeds ravaged by the wind. He was already dilapidated, but he still stubbornly and proudly took root in the earth.

After staring in silence for a long time, Bane turned around again.

The young man's heart trembled when he saw this.

As he watched the other person's figure gradually disappear, the light in his eyes did not dissipate, but instead became brighter and hotter.

If no one helps me, then I will help myself!
I won't stop here, never!

(End of this chapter)