According to what Leo knew, in this world, knowledge was only in the hands of mages, priests, and scholars. Not to mention the commoners, even most of the low-level nobles were half-illiterate.
To most people, the history of a thousand years ago was something that only existed in myths.
Feng Chou could only patiently explain, "More than a thousand years ago, in the southern region of today's Alvindale, there was an empire of goblins. It was quite powerful and occupied almost a third of the area in the southern region of today's Alvindale. It developed a brilliant engineering civilization.
Later on, the Arcane Empire rose and swept across the northern continent. The High Elves Kingdom in the north, the Orc Khanate in the north, and the Goblin Kingdom in the south were all destroyed by the Arcane Empire. "
After hearing Feng Chou's explanation, Chorre rubbed his chin and shook his head. "But I still can't imagine how such a dirty and stupid little thing like the goblins could build an empire."
Hogan frowned and looked deeply at Feng Chou. "How do you know all this?
This is not something that ordinary people can know. "
Feng Chou took a sip of ale and shrugged. "When I was in Antalya, I served a few apprentices from the mage school. I became friends with one of them. I heard all this from him. It's quite interesting, isn't it?"
After hearing Feng Chou talk about the apprentices, Chorre and Hogan both fell silent. If it were others, they might not be able to tell the difference in their emotions, but Feng Chou could tell that Chorre's silence was sad, while Hogan's silence was gloomy.
Feng Chou deliberately looked at the two of them strangely and asked, "Hey, what's wrong with you two?
Did I say something wrong? "
Chorre waved his hand and said, "It's not your fault. It's just that when you talked about the apprentices, it reminded us of someone. Oh, poor Leo …"
Feng Chou said, "Leo. Are you talking about that pretty face Leo from the mage school?"
Chorre slammed the bar and said angrily, "Bastard, Leo is not a pretty face. They're just jealous of his handsomeness."
At this point, he seemed to have thought of something and asked, "You know Leo?"
Feng Chou said, "I don't know him, but I know him. He's very famous in the Mage Academy. It's said that other than his pretty face, he has nothing else going for him. His magic studies are also a mess, but he climbed into the bed of the most beautiful noble widow in Antalya."
Joel rubbed his nose with the back of his hand and said in a nasal voice, "That's right, it's that Leo. He's such a handsome little guy. No noble lady can refuse him. Those apprentices belittle him because they're jealous."
Feng Chou shrugged noncommittally and asked, "Okay, maybe you're right. But why do you say he's pitiful? He's not pitiful at all."
Chorre said, "Damn it, don't you know he's missing?"
Feng Chou said, "Of course I know. It's said that he's been missing for almost half a year, but two months ago, he returned to the academy. I heard that this time, for some reason, he curried favor with Sir Darnel from the El Chamber of Commerce. He's always followed by four guards from the El Chamber of Commerce."
Chorre's eyes widened when he heard this. He grabbed Feng Chou's shoulder and shouted, "Are you telling the truth?"
Feng Chou struggled and scolded, "Oh, Chorre, you bastard. My arm is about to be broken by you. Let go of me, bastard!"
Chorre hurriedly let go and asked, "Are you telling the truth?"
Feng Chou rubbed his arm and said unhappily, "Of course it's true. It's not a secret. Some time ago, the group of wizard apprentices kept talking about that pretty boy. Oh, right, they also said that after Leo returned to the academy, he obtained the qualification to become an advanced wizard apprentice in less than a month and obtained the qualification to enter the wizard tower."
Chorre heard this and looked at Hogan. "Did you hear?"
Hogan shrugged and said with a bitter smile, "Who would tell me this?"
Hearing Hogan's words, Feng Chou's face flashed with an undetectable sneer. When he said that Leo had returned to the academy, Hogan's face did not show any signs of surprise. He already knew this news. Only Chorre was kept in the dark.
Chorre angrily slammed the bar counter and cursed, "Damn it!" No one knew who he was cursing at.
Feng Chou looked at the angry Chorre and then at the gloomy Hogan. He said with some confusion and helplessness, "Hey, hey, don't worry about that Leo. Is he more important than 20,000 crowns?
Let's get down to business!
Okay? "
Chorre threw down the rag in his hand and said, "You guys talk. I have something to do and have to leave."
After saying that, he ignored Feng Chou and waved his hand to call over an older waiter, letting him replace him at the bar counter. He then took off his apron and left the tavern angrily.
Feng Chou looked at Chorre's back as he left. He turned to Hogan and asked unhappily, "What's wrong with that guy?"
Hogan explained with a bitter smile, "The 'Leo' you just mentioned is the eldest son of the Red Lion's leader, Erik. As the deputy leader of the Red Lion and Erik's butler, Chorre practically watched Leo grow up. They're like father and son. But you just said that Leo has been missing for two months, and Chorre doesn't even know he's back."
Feng Chou asked, "You're saying that Leo has been back for two months and he didn't even think to tell Chorre?"
Hogan said, "I'm afraid so."
Feng Chou waved his hand disdainfully and cursed, "Bullshit!"
"Now you know why I hate gigolos?
In the eyes of gigolos, no matter how well you treat them, it's only right … Damn gigolos! "Feng Chou cursed.
Looking at Feng Chou's obviously distrustful eyes, Hogan couldn't help but smile bitterly and say, "I'm different. I'm not a noble young master born with a silver spoon in his mouth."
Feng Chou looked at him with eyes full of distrust before saying, "Okay, for Chorre's sake, I'll believe you this time."
Hogan could only smile bitterly. He shook his head and said, "Okay, let's get back to business. Where were you just now?
… "
Without waiting for Feng Chou to answer, Hogan continued, "You said that there were more than thirty Wolf Riders in the goblin camp, and most of the rest were musketeers …"
Hogan rubbed his chin and muttered, "According to what you said, if we add in the two tamed Troll, it's impossible for the two of us to take down such a goblin camp."
Feng Chou said, "That's why we need to first weaken the strength of this goblin camp."
"There are two sources of food in this goblin camp. One is hunting, and the other is gathering."
"Hunting is done by the Wolf Riders. More than thirty Wolf Riders are divided into two teams and take turns hunting."
"Gathering is done by the old, weak, and some of the musketeers in the camp."
This was all information collected by Qiankun Pagoda through the surveillance cameras left around the goblin camp.
"As long as we can eat those thirty Wolf Riders and kill some of the musketeers who came out to gather, we can try to attack the goblin camp."
After hearing this, Hogan nodded and said, "You're right, this is a very stable idea. But in this way, we may need a few days to take down the goblin camp."
Feng Chou said, "Of course, do you have a better idea?"
Hogan thought for a moment and said, "Okay, I agree with your idea."
At this point, the two of them ended the conversation. Hogan tried to find out more about Feng Chou's background. Seeing that there were no loopholes in his answer, he put away his suspicions and left the tavern.
As he watched Hogan leave, a faint smile flashed across Feng Chou's face. This smile seemed to contain some sort of inexplicable meaning, but it disappeared as quickly as it appeared, making it impossible to determine what it meant.