Magical Strategist

Just let Faramor eat and drink enough? If this isn’t raising tigers, what is it? For an ordinary person, it would be good if he could save his life, but the real dragon didn't think so. He had to contribute to the decisive battle three days later. It would be unrealistic to persuade Faramir to go back to his lair...

"One more bowl!" Faramor finished the bowl in just a few mouthfuls. Human bowls are small, and with Faramor's appetite, he would have to eat five bowls to barely be full.

The waiter quickly brought the second bowl.

Faramir emptied another bowl quickly and shouted, "One more bowl!"

The real dragon cursed: Eat so much and you won’t have to worry about diarrhea!

Have loose bowels? ? ?

The real dragon had an idea, and a good idea appeared out of thin air.

Without further ado, let’s do it now!

The real dragon stood up and walked outside.

Faramor was no fool. He asked, "Wait a minute."

"Ah!" Faramor's voice made the real dragon break into a cold sweat. He hurriedly pretended to have a stomachache, and his appearance was extremely realistic. Except for stomachache, headache, chest pain, and joint pain, he could act perfectly. During his school days, his honed acting skills were unparalleled, and Shura was fooled by him more than once. "Brother Dao, my stomach hurts terribly. I'm going to go to the hut and I'll be right back."

Seeing that he didn't look like he was pretending, Faramo nodded and said, "Go back quickly, I don't have any money."

Damn it, you were afraid that I wouldn't pay, and you thought you were afraid that I would go out and call a crowd to beat you. Come to think of it, with Faramo's skills, who but Piro could do anything to him?

Seeing the real dragon thief sneaking out of the noodle shop quickly, Parker was about to get up and follow him, but Faramor's strong and strong arms grabbed him.

"You stay!" Faramor ordered coldly.

"What! Why me! Oh, okay, okay..." Parker's face turned pale.

.........

The real dragon came to the street. He wanted to go to the pharmacy to buy the medicine he wanted.

At this time, Natsumi was walking towards the Harvest Noodle Shop.

"Natsumi, you came just in time!" Zhenlong spat softly.

Natsumi took a closer look, isn't this Maya's younger brother? Natsumi said: "Lil Zhenlong, why are you here if you don't take care of the hospital?"

The same goes for you. Why are you here if you don't want to have sex with Pirlo in bed? Don't think I don't know. Zhenlong thought so in his heart. In fact, he didn't have time to talk to her about this. He had to stop Natsumi and not let her in. "Don't go in!"

piss off! Why can't you go in? Natsumi frowned and said, "Why?"

Zhenlong leaned close to Natsumi's ear and described what happened in a concise and concise manner.

After hearing this, Natsumi's expression changed drastically and she said, "I'm going to summon the security department soldiers right now!"

Can the bird-feather soldiers of the District Security Department defeat Faramo? So what if you, Xia Mei, are here? It wasn't like he was massacred by Faramor. The real dragon stopped him and said: "Except for my brother, who can touch Faramor? If you go, you will die. Natsumi, listen, although I don't like you, I still hope you can cooperate with my plan."

Even Piro may not be able to defeat Faramo, let alone his purple fighting spirit plus a bunch of minions with silver fighting spirit. This kid's analysis made some sense. Natsumi said disdainfully: "What's the plan?"

The real dragon leaned into Natsumi's ear again, and in this way, he expressed his thoughts again.

Natsumi was horrified and shouted: "What did you say? Poison?"

Natsumi screamed loudly, earning strange looks from several passers-by.

"Shh!"

Natsumi lowered her voice and continued: "It's too dangerous. Let me ask you, why are you so sure that Faramo will come here to eat tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow? Furthermore, why are you so sure that Faramo won't notice the poison in the noodles? Besides, the physique of orcs is much better than that of humans. Are you so confident that the laxative will work? If Faramor notices that there is something fishy in it, how many innocent lives will be involved? Can you afford it?"

Zhenlong smiled and said: "That's why I want your help. I can only buy ordinary laxatives when I go to the pharmacy, but you are different. You are the minister of the Essien City Security Department. As a minister, you buy colorless and odorless pills." Super powerful laxatives are easily available.”

"Colorless and odorless laxatives? Is there such a laxative?" Natsumi asked.

Zhenlong nodded and said: "Yes, I have read in a book that this kind of laxative is called "Shen Tong Powder", but it is rare in the market because most pharmacies prohibit the sale of it."

"Hey, didn't you see that you are quite knowledgeable?" Natsumi praised.

This is how knowledgeable the real dragon is. The reason why he knows "Shen Tong San" is because Waiters secretly sprinkled some of this stuff into his rice last time. He didn't feel anything after eating it, but the energy came back 12 hours later. He suffered a severe collapse, and his body became weak and his limbs became weak for three consecutive days. Thinking of this, Zhenlong smiled bitterly and said: "I only understand a little bit."

Natsumi said again: "Then let me ask you again, are you sure that Faramo will come here to eat tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow?"

Zhenlong said: "I will find a way to do this, you just need to help get the magical power powder."

Natsumi is a bold woman, but such a risky plan puts her in a dilemma. On the one hand, it is a good thing that the plan can succeed, and Piro has a better chance of winning; on the other hand, if the plan fails, or Faramo notices something fishy, ​​this will undoubtedly anger Faramo, and how much will be involved at that time No one can tell for sure. "Are you sure?"

For real dragons, as long as they get the magical power powder, they can basically succeed. He had taken Shentong Powder and was well aware of the power of Shentong Powder. He said confidently: "I never do anything I'm not sure about."

Natsumi hesitated again for a while, and finally agreed: "Okay, I will try my best, but there is no guarantee that I can get it."

"Go now, I'll be waiting for you right here."

.........

The real dragon carefully calculated: If Faramor can expect everyone to come to eat free food before the decisive battle, then the magical power powder will be put in at this time. If nothing happens, Faramor will plummet that night and the next day. Become a soft-footed shrimp.

At present, it seems that Pirro's injury has almost recovered. Pirro in the best condition is facing off against Faramo who is in the worst condition.

The odds of winning are even greater!

Not long after, Natsumi came over carrying a bag of transparent powder. "Look, is it this?"

The real dragon took the medicine bag, observed it for a while and said, "It should be."

"This is a powerful Shentong Powder that is more powerful than the ordinary Shentong Powder. Faramor will definitely suffer from diarrhea after taking it. There is only one pack of this in the entire Essien City. I spent 20 gold to buy it. It is equivalent to my Where's the monthly salary!" Xia Mei said distressedly.

Even an outstanding person like Pillow only has a monthly salary of 10 gold coins. What a shame in this world. The real dragon said speechlessly: "There is one more thing I have to trouble you with."

"what's up?"

The real dragon still leaned into Natsumi's ear and whispered.

"It's easy to handle. I'll put the most capable guy in the store in charge."

"Yes, there is more."

"what?"

"I forgot to remind you, the third party will be punished!" the real dragon suddenly added.

"What did you just say? Say it again!" Natsumi was angry and embarrassed by Zhenlong's words.

The real dragon runs away...