Who made me a red dragon

Chapter 184 Unexpected visitor
Flying quickly in the sky, Miles quickly returned to the Cherimba Swamp. The periphery of the swamp was still shrouded in thin mist as usual. Miles flew into the swamp and flew towards the lizardman's territory.

Before approaching the lizard man's territory, a huge head lifted up from the swamp, and the other's eyes shone with a dark yellow evil light. Seeing Miles, he lowered his head slightly to show respect.

Flying above Lu Xinglong, Miles asked.

"Bordeaux, is there anything unusual about my absence?"

Lu Xinglong thought for a while, then shook his head.

"No, everything is extremely peaceful. I only heard a few adventurers broke in, but they should all be killed by the lizardmen."

"Killed by the lizardmen? That's not bad."

Since nothing happened, Miles was not interested in continuing the conversation with Bordeaux. After saying "be careful", Miles flew into the lizard man's territory.

Returning to the cave filled with treasures and gold coins, Miles looked at the lizard guard aside and ordered.

"Call Hal over here."

"Yes!"

Lying on the mountain of gold coins and waiting patiently, it didn't take long for the old lizardman witch doctor to walk into Miles' cave.

Looking down at the old man below him, Miles began to ask him about the changes in the past two years.

"What's going on with the Lizardman tribe now?"

"Reporting to Mr. Miles, our tribe has been developing well recently after having those mushrooms as food. Many lizardmen have completed warrior training. With the cooperation of the wargs, we have also formed a lizardman cavalry. force."

Miles nodded slightly, and he continued to ask: "What about the population?"

Hearing this question, the witch doctor glanced at Miles, and he said hesitantly.

"In terms of population, the number of newborns born in the clan has increased significantly recently, but it is somewhat unrealistic to withstand the wear and tear of the war."

Miles didn't understand what the other party meant, he snorted, and then said.

"I didn't intend to let you exterminate the clan. Let's just say, how many infantry are there? How many cavalry are there?"

"The infantry can have about 40 soldiers, and as for the cavalry, there are only about [-]."

"Is the combat power of more than 100 people? Not bad."

After learning about the strength of the lizardman tribe, Myers didn't criticize anything more. The strength of the lizardman tribe lies in this. They may be much stronger than other races, but they have no special abilities after all, just an ordinary and ordinary race.

"With those orcs who believe in Talos as the main force, the lizardmen's combat power is enough."

After asking about combat power, Miles asked about the territory again.

"Apart from those adventurers, are there any suspicious creatures in Cherimba Swamp?"

Hal thought for a while, then took out an oval dark blue gemstone and handed it to Miles.

"Master Miles, a priest who believes in Talos asked me to give this to you. He came here three months ago and wanted to talk to you. Since you were not here, I refused him, and then He left this gem and asked me to give it to you when you return."

"Priest of Talos?"

Holding the dark blue gem in his hand, Myers' face was full of doubts.

"What did the pastor of Talos want me to do? I also killed many of his church members. Could it be that he came to trouble me?"

Hesitating slightly, Miles waved his hand to signal the person in front of him to leave. Hal bowed and left the cave.

Lying in the pile of gold coins, Miles thought for a while, and finally decided to contact the priest. The other party came to Cherimba Swamp. With his strength, it was obviously no problem to kill a few lizardmen, but he Instead of doing this, he had a friendly conversation with Hal. This kind of pastor should not hold some kind of hostility.

Raising his arm, the magic power of his right hand quickly poured into the dark blue gemstone. After a while, a young man whose face was partially blocked by a priest's hood appeared, greeted Miles slightly, and then asked respectfully.

"Are you Lord Miles?"

"Yes, it's me. What can you do with me?"

Hearing that Miles had admitted his identity, the pastor on the other end was a little emotional, and he said quickly.

"Dear Lord Miles, my name is Jeffrey, and I am a member of the Church of Storms. It is a great honor to have a dialogue with you."

"So, what do you want from me? If I remember correctly, I should have killed many believers in your church. As a servant of Talos, you should know this, right?"

A look of embarrassment flashed across the young man's face, he nodded and said.

"Well I do know that."

Just when Miles was about to ask the other party why he was hostile to him and came to find him, the other party's words came again from the dark blue gem.

"But what does it matter?"

Hearing this sentence, Miles couldn't help but have two questions in his mind, and Jeffrey continued.

"Before I have a deeper dialogue with you, I would like to ask you to know some things. Although Ivana and I belong to the Church of the Storm, Ivana cannot represent the Church of the Storm, and she naturally cannot represent me. The internal structure of our Church of the Storm is loose. , does not have a united organization and a perfect system like ordinary churches.”

Hearing this, Miles was even more puzzled.

"So what do you mean? The death of Ivana, a senior priest, will not affect the rest of your church?"

"You can understand it this way. In fact, my visit to you this time is related to Ivana's matter."

"Related to Ivana?"

Miles thought for a while, and a sea-blue crystal staff suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Is this guy for this thing?"

As if knowing from Miles' expression that Miles thought of the item, Jeffrey's voice became respectful again.

"Master Miles, you must have guessed why I came here. The Storm Staff is of great significance to our Church of Storms. It has no effect on you. If possible, I hope you can return it to our Church. For this , the church will give you enough gold coins to reward you."

"is it?"

Knowing from the other party why he came here, Miles suddenly gained confidence in his heart. He looked at the figure emerging from the gemstone with a half-smile, and there was a hint of playfulness in his eyes.

"I want to ask, is this staff wanted by your Church of the Storms, or by yourself?"

The voice of the other party suddenly fell silent, and the influence projected by the gem became somewhat intermittent. Obviously, Myers' words stimulated the other party.

After a while, the gem's image gradually stabilized, and the young man's words came again.

"Master Miles, do you have to worry about these things? Anyway, no matter what the real situation is, the Storm Staff is useless to you, isn't it?"

Miles chuckled.

"This staff is really useless to me, but it is enough for you. If you want a staff, then come to Cherimba Swamp to meet me. Don't be afraid!"

After finishing speaking, Miles interrupted the magic transmission of the gemstone, and the connection was interrupted.

(End of this chapter)