he wore it back

"You need to go there yourself." Lopez put down the letter in his hand and looked up at the man sitting opposite.

Shi Hai was worried that he would not have the opportunity to go out, looking for a chance to escape.

He agreed without hesitation, without the slightest intention to ask why.

In fact, it is the same wherever you go. For a death row inmate, he has no right to resist.

When Lopez saw this, he couldn't help lowering his eyes, and a dark light flashed across the bottom of his eyes.

You have to be careful with people, he thought to himself, and use magic to destroy the letter directly.

Some content is not easy to see.

On that, Hronos mentioned an important thing. The rare white mist grass appeared in the wilderness forest. The growth cycle of this plant is uncertain, but it is very long.

It has been decades since the last time it was recorded, and it is still relatively short.

For a young man of Lopez's age, it is something that belongs to the legend. I didn't expect to be lucky enough to meet him in his lifetime.

White mist grass does not grow on the edge of the cliff, nor does it grow at the bottom of the cold lake, they often appear in very common places.

For example, in the crevices of rocks, where the wood is rotten, or in simple bushes.

Because the fog fruit produced can cure certain hidden diseases, it is frantically searched for by those who need it. The quantity is rare and priceless.

At the same time, it also has a magical effect on serious physical injuries!

Some people in the Southern Region got the information from nowhere, and after confirming the location through special means, they secretly assembled and sent a team to infiltrate the western part of the Eastern Region.

Although I don't know the specific reason, but as long as you get the harvest and find a suitable opportunity to sell it, it is possible to exchange for a small city!

If any important person needs it, then this life-saving favor alone is a safe amulet or a powerful killer.

If possible, Lopez doesn't really want to send the man to the Wild Forest.

It was a place full of dangers and monsters gathered together.

But after the fruit of the white mist grass is ripe, even though it can be picked and taken away, it will not dry up halfway, but the best effect is only in the short period of time when it is just ripe.

For the treatment of unmentionable diseases, it may not be necessary to control the time so strictly.

But for Lopez, he doesn't dare to bet on the ability of a man's body to accept Wuguo...

What if it is not effective enough to bring it back from all the way?

Where to go to find the second white mist grass.

Lopez sighed softly, because they were inexperienced, because they had never seen this kind of plant before, so they couldn't judge the potency of the medicine through research, so they could only try to choose the best time to take it.

Guaranteeing the curative effect is more important than anything else.

Lopez left secretary Cindy in Heather City and let him handle the remaining affairs.

"Have all the approved documents been issued?"

Cindy nodded, "It has already been implemented, and the effect is expected to be very significant."

"Who is the reviewer? Did you make a note?"

"Yes, all of them are stamped with the commander's seal."

Lopez nodded with satisfaction, "Remember to tell those people how the commander worked hard and worked all night to find good ideas for them during the execution process."

Cindy thought about Mr. Fidel who was allowed to touch the documents after getting up at noon and finished his lunch, and who was turned off the lights and arranged to rest as soon as the sun went down at night...

He thought to himself, the commander-in-chief is indeed very tired, and he often has to be harassed by the deputy commander-in-chief at night, and the deputy commander-in-chief's panting can be heard through the door.

Lopez didn't know what his subordinates were thinking about. He specially ordered that a guard team was transferred from Ryan of the third division, and he was going to travel lightly, riding a flying eagle and rushing to the forest of the wilderness at the fastest speed. .

Lopez deliberately didn't bring any heavy soldiers. After all, the territory of the monsters is controlled by the Lord of the Wilderness, and rashly bringing troops in would be considered a provocation.

The guards are different, as long as they do their best to protect the commander.

Amelie is the captain of this escort team. He is honored to be transferred to the deputy commander, but after hearing about the object he needs to protect, the excitement in his heart suddenly turned into ashes, leaving only the unbearable Unlimited resentment.

If it wasn't for the collusion between the commander-in-chief and the prisoners of war in the southern region, how could their defense be broken, and they would almost lose the border!

Naturally, many people would not be ashamed of such a traitor, but due to the identity of the other party's commander, they dared not speak out.

Fortunately, the leadership of the entire legion was finally under the pressure of treachery, and they overcame it, dragging that man down from the position of commander in chief!

Amelie was so angry that he couldn't vent his anger. Looking at the tone and expression of the deputy commander, it didn't look like he was joking.

He had no choice but to accept this instruction in silence. Obedience is the first priority unless it is a special case, and any excuse is irresponsible.

Shi Hai changed his prison uniform and put it back on the commander's uniform.

It is said that this is to be able to more sincerely admit their mistakes to all Warcraft.

He thought about it, and felt that it would indeed appear more sincere and serious to go in a formal dress, so he did not raise any objections.

It's just that this uniform looks like it's newly made, brand new and clean, fits comfortably, and is impeccable in terms of tailoring and texture.

Tokai said, "This set of clothes..."

Is it wrong?

Lopez glanced at it casually, and replied, "The people in the logistics department felt dirty, washed it many times, and sterilized it with magic, so just wear it."

Shi Hai: "..."

The condemned prisoner really has no reason to be picky, but... he is really curious, where is the fabric produced?

It looks like brand new after being washed many times, so the development of magic technology is so rapid in a few years.

Under the high tower, Amily led people to wait beside a dozen flying eagles.

He noticed someone coming out of the tower from a distance, straightened his collar quickly, stood up straight, and raised his hand in a solemn salute when the other party approached.

"Deputy Commander." There was a hint of admiration in Amily's voice.

Lopez nodded slightly at him, and a flying eagle had approached him intimately.

Amelie looked over the shoulder of the lieutenant, and a man happened to be looking up at him.

"...Commander."

Shi Hai looked indifferent, and returned the gift out of habit.

The posture is neat and the back is straight.

Amelie's pupils shrank suddenly, his throat moved a few times, and he shouted again, "Commander."

Shi Hai looked at the other party with a little doubt for a moment, and matched his eyes, it was an unknown general.

But since he was so polite, he nodded slightly as a gesture.

Amily's fingertips were pinched in the palm of his hand, but his spirit was extremely excited at this time.

As early as five years ago, he had already served in the Eastern Region Legion.

But at that time, he was just a recruit, so soft-spoken that he couldn't even squeeze in to see the passing commander.

At that time, I climbed up the tree all the way, and I could barely see a few times with my excellent eyesight.

As a result, after that, Amiri's only dream was to perform well, and strive to enter the direct command of the commander as soon as possible!

It's a pity that later, as more and more bad and absurd things happened, he felt that he must have misread the first few glances, or his brain was flooded, so he had the idea of ​​wanting to join forces with the commander.

However, at this moment, Amelie is sure that his dream... has never changed.

Lopez just wanted to order the team leader to count the number of people and prepare to leave, but found that Amiri, who had looked at him with admiring eyes just now, was now staring at the commander without blinking.

In the frenzy shown in those eyes, there was also a complex and excited emotion mixed in.

"Amily." Lopez called out calmly.

The captain didn't respond.

Lopez frowned, and added, "Gather for counting and get ready to go."

Amily was unmoved.

In the end, it was Shi Hai who said, "Let's go when everyone is here."

"Yes!" The squad leader responded quickly, with a clear and powerful voice.

Lopez: "..."

I thought I should pay attention to adjusting the relationship between the commander in chief and the unfamiliar guardian army, but now it seems...he needn't worry about it!

Shi Hai originally thought that he would ride an eagle alone, but Lopez asked to share an eagle on the grounds of avoiding the prisoner's escape.

"You sit in the front and try to control it." The deputy marshal has reason, "The prisoner must not be allowed to sleep all the way and enjoy leisure, which violates the original intention of atonement."

Shi Hai felt the condition of his body, except that his hands and feet were inconvenient, he could barely control it, and there would be no flying accidents, so he agreed.

It wasn't until he got on the Flying Eagle that he didn't need any extra actions.

Riding on the eagle's back is very stable, as long as you hold the rein in front, you don't even need to use much force, and you won't be thrown off.

These flying eagles belong to a kind of Warcraft, and they are very familiar with the route to the wilderness forest, so they don't need to control the direction.

Shi Hai felt that the deputy commander might have thought too much. In this case, even if he closed his eyes and ignored it, there would be no flying errors.

At this time, Lopez was sitting behind, his hands naturally wrapped around the man's waist.