Although I don’t know more about the surviving clan, it is now very obvious that I have been placed on the surviving clan’s side.

On the next day, someone came from the Demon Palace. It was the secret envoy of Arthur. The envoy did not see Robben publicly, but avoided everyone's eyes and ears. He wore the clothes of ordinary demon residents and met Robben in the city lord's mansion.

And this is exactly what surprised Robben.

There is still a lot of distance from the Demon Palace, which is definitely a few hundred miles away. Moreover, the direction in which the wilderness I found was also in the opposite direction of the Demon Palace. In just one day, Demon Arthur sent an envoy.

When the messenger saw Robben, he only explained one thing, that is, the Demon King Arthur felt that the breath of the clan seemed to appear in the direction of the city of Gaso. He wanted to take more precautions and investigate the matter thoroughly immediately.

Robben responded without saying a word and sent the messenger away, but was shocked in secret. The nose of the Demon King Arthur was too smart. Apart hundreds of miles apart, you could feel the breath of the demon world. The distance of this sensing is really admirable...

Although he seemed to get nervous all of a sudden, one thing was fine, no matter who it was, he did not doubt what Robben had to do with the surviving clan. On the one hand, Robben secretly made people search the wilderness meaninglessly, and on the other hand, he began to be more careful.

Three days later, Robben probably understood how this city lord should be, that is... to be a hand-off manager, and if you don't do anything, everything will continue to operate in a very good way according to the original transportation method.

The original Pig-Troe City Lord seemed to ignore government affairs and enjoy themselves. He married all the big and small things in the city lord's mansion to deal with. Now, this is cheaper than Robben, and his subordinates are busy with everything. Robben himself can almost be said to be doing nothing.

Of course, Robben doesn't really have to do nothing, and on the contrary, Robben is busy now.

In his room, Robben concentrated all his mental power, gathered in his palm. In his palm, a ball of magical elements was constantly rolling...

This scene has been going on for a long time, and this magic element cluster has gradually seen some outlined water shapes from almost no smoke to now.

I don't know how long it took, Robben let out a long sigh and stopped casting spells. At first glance, there was still a crystal clear gem in his hand. At first glance, it looked almost exactly the same as the one given to him by the Black Emperor.

He put the gem in front of him and looked carefully. Roben's face couldn't help but look disappointed... Still no.

There is almost no light shining in this gem now, and Robben knew clearly that the pig's trotter is now in the city lord's mansion. According to the principle, the magic gem that the Black Emperor gave him should start to bloom with red light.

Robben felt worried when he threw the gem on the table. In order to let the witches ask for information on him, he had already figured out the elemental structure of the gem, but why did the gems accurately copied from the elemental-based units have no effect at all?"

Waiting to look at the gems on the table, Roben suddenly had an inspiration in his mind. He wanted to tell me what was special about the gems of the Black Emperor, that was, there was a drop of Black Emperor's blood in the gems, which was said to have been sealed with special magic.

Could it be... because of this drop of blood? But I have accurately simulated the components of this drop of blood, and even the magic array that sealed this drop of blood did not simulate exactly the same.

After thinking about it, although Robben couldn't get the answer in his heart, it was more and more certain that it must be because of this drop of blood.

I think it is because of the blood of the Black Emperor in this gem that it is so difficult to copy, otherwise... I could copy part of the Black Emperor's body casually. This seems a bit too ridiculous. Could it be that I could use magic elements to pinch out of thin air to create a Black Emperor?

Understanding this, Robben gave up on his plan to continue copying the gem. However... Robben was so upset that he really didn't know how to find those so-called special people except this. If he lost even the method of discrimination, what else can he talk about looking for...

"Master, why do you seem to be in high spirits? Is the food today not delicious?"

At the dinner table, when Little Nalan packed up his third bowl of rice, she finally found that Robben seemed a little absent-minded.

"No, you just eat, the owner is thinking about things."

"Hmm?" Little Nalan put down his tableware, moved the chair to Robben's side, and asked with a smile: "What is the master thinking about? Nalan also helps the master think about it."

Roben couldn't help but smile and patted Little Nalan's head: "Little girl, this is my job. You don't want to eat. Follow the progress of the sky, you haven't finished half of it."

Little Nalan blinked and her two little hands tucked together: "Master...Master...is he... thinking about those things?"

Robben didn't notice that Little Nalan looked abnormal and asked casually: "What's the matter?"

Little Nalan's pretty face turned slightly red: "That's all...those..."

"Hmm? What those?" Robben turned his head.

Little Nalan's face gradually turned red: "Master...I...I'm not young anymore. Many witches, when they were younger than me... began to serve their master..."

"Huh?" Robben noticed that Little Nalan didn't look normal this time. He saw the little girl's face flushed, her eyes trembling slightly, as if she wanted to see but didn't dare to look at her. She lowered her head and spoke as if she was as small as a mosquito.

Robben immediately understood.

Girls are always sensible earlier than boys. I believe that as a witch, Xiao Nalan also knew something about men and women. Robben also knew that this knowledge was included in the training of witches. In many cases, seduction is one of the powerful weapons of witches.

Robben was not stupid either. Little Nalan was obviously very obsessed with him, but... Robben himself didn't care. The little girl easily had a good impression of the men she was close to at a certain period, but after this period, she naturally understood everything and no longer insisted on her original ignorant thoughts.

Moreover, Robben had no idea about Little Nalan. After all, Robben admired the original strong and courageous nature of Nalan. Besides, he was... He was still a young girl who was only in her teenage years old.

Robben smiled: "Well, I know, Nalan is a beautiful little witch, but you don't have to treat yourself as a servant, nor do you have to think that you should serve anyone. Just be by my side now, and I will take good care of you as much as my father."

Little Nalan's face did not retreat because of Robben's words, but instead became more bright: "It's...master, it turns out...master likes this..."

Robben looked at Xiao Nalan with some confusion. Did this little girl who sometimes made the wrong line understand what she meant wrongly?

However, Robben didn't think much about it, because there were things that he needed to worry about himself now, and Robben had no clue about the gem.

Little Nalan glanced at Robben. Seeing that Robben stopped talking, he obediently returned to his original position with a chair, quietly, and started eating with a bit of sweetness in his heart.

Helplessly, Robben held the gem he copied in his hand, slowly swaying up and down, staring at it, hoping that suddenly, the gem would emit a red light.

When Little Nalan saw Robben's appearance, she couldn't help but ask curiously: "Master, is this gem... anything special? I always look at you holding it in your hand."

Robben nodded and said weakly: "Yes, this is an important thing, even half of my life, but it's a pity... This gem has been lost now."

Little Nalan was very puzzled and her eyes fell on the gem that Luo Ben threw back and forth: "Don't you throw it away?"

"Yes...is this... a fake?"

"Fake?"

"Ah... it's... a fake thing that is really very similar. I made this gem, almost exactly the same as it is, of course... it just looks exactly the same."

"What...what really?" Xiao Nalan asked carefully.

"Somewhere in the sea, when I was fighting with Shabit, the gem had fallen into the sea. When I noticed this, we had already landed on land. The gem had been lost in the sea for a few days. I had a way to find it every month..."

Robben has really realized what it means to look for a needle in a haystack. Now, just think about it and you will know that it is impossible. It is not realistic to find such a gem that might be stuffed into such a vast ocean...

Little Nalan opened her mouth slightly, her face full of surprise, and then she looked panicked: "Master, I... it's my fault. I want everyone to hurry up to the land. I didn't expect that the master's important things had fallen into the sea. If I knew it..."

Robben quickly interrupted Little Nalan: "What are you anxious about? I am not anxious about throwing things. In that situation, it is the most correct for us to leave the sea quickly. When I woke up, I didn't even realize that the gem had been lost. Even if I was still awake when I fell into the sea, I probably wouldn't realize this. This is not your responsibility. If you want to blame it, you can only blame Shabit. Do you know?"

Little Nalan slowly said under the ground, "But...I..."

"Okay, let's eat. We have to go to your teacher to discuss things later. If you call me hungry, I will ignore you."

Little Nalan pursed her lips and picked up the tableware again: "Master, you are so good..."

"Stop flattering, eat quickly." Robben smiled.

Lar obviously received Camut's notice. As soon as he talked about the expansion of the canteen, Lar was not surprised at all, and immediately agreed.

"Then let's do it first. Let's do it step by step. It is my duty to do this witch training camp."

Lar's expression was much more respectful than Camut. He said now: "Mr. Robben, you don't have to discuss with me and Camut about the reconstruction of the Witch Training Camp. You were originally the chief instructor here, and now you are the city lord. Lord Demon King emphasized that you need to manage the place well, and everything here will be arranged by you. Just give orders.

Robben was not surprised at all about Lar's respectful attitude. Compared to Camuette, Lar was more accidental and more cautious, but Robben didn't care either. At least Lar was not bad at all.

Robben couldn't help but smile after hearing Lal's words: "I'm not a witch. I think I should do some things like that, but maybe that won't work for the witch at all. You two have been here for a long time and know everything. I need the help of you two for this innovation. After all, you know the witch the best. My understanding... must be largely one-sided, so if there is any problem, you must raise it in time."

"Yes, Lord Robben"

"Well...that's fine. I'll go back first, and there are some other things to do."

Robben turned around and wanted to leave, but Lar stepped forward: "Sir..."

"Hmm? What's the matter?" Robben turned his head.

"Sir, I heard that a few days ago, I found traces of those tribes not far from the city?"

Robben immediately became cautious: "It just seems to be their traces. Now it is not certain that they are. In that area, they have not received any valuable clues. What do you think this is done?"

"Ah... nothing, but the appearance of the survivors is a big deal after all. As the main members of this city, we have also come up with some effort. After all, the aura of the survivors appears so close to the city, which means that he may attack here at any time."

Robben frowned: "It is not certain whether there are any clans now. Even if there are, judging from the peace of the past two days, maybe he is just passing by. Don't worry too much."

"Yes, if you have any needs, our special team in the training camp will be ready to be directed by the adults at any time."

Special team? A big question mark popped up in Roben's head. He had been here for several months, but why hadn't he heard of this special team?

Seeing Roben's face confused, Lal explained: "Sir, these witches are specially used to deal with the situations of the surviving clans. If any surviving clans appear nearby, they can be dispatched at any time. As long as you speak, please give me an order."

Robben was quite surprised. In the information given to him by Pig Trooster, the survivors are very terrifying. They are rampant like a plague. Even if many powerful warriors approach, they will lose their minds and go crazy. Why is now Lar saying that there is a special team here that specializes in dealing with the survivors? Are these witches stronger than warriors of other races?

Lar had been paying close attention to Robben's expression. Seeing that Robben's face was still full of doubt, he recalled what Robben had said before and wandered around the territory of Big Demon King. He was sure that the Lord Robben in front of him might not even be clear about these things.

Lal explained: "Mr. Robben, the survivors are very terrible, but there is no effective way to defeat them. We witches are the best weapon to deal with the survivors."

Robben raised his eyebrows and finally suppressed his urge to ask why.

Lar continued: "Sir, you know that the breath of the surviving clan has a very small impact on our witch. Even if it is me, as long as the surviving clan does not attack me, I think I can stay awake when standing in front of him. Our team is all experienced warriors and has been preparing for this moment. If something happens, please allow them to go out."

Can the witch resist the breath of the remnants? Robben turned this sentence back and forth a few times in his heart. In the information given to him by the pig trotter, he really did not introduce how to deal with the remnants. Is the best way to let the witches rush over? Is that a little too simple...

However, Robben thought about it carefully and suddenly understood in his heart... This was a very helpless fact.

The witches may be able to resist the aura of the so-called "remnants" because of their mental power, or some other reason. However,... being able to resist the aura of the remnants does not mean that they can subdue the sudden appearance of the "remnants"

Judging from the current situation, this "remnant clan" should be the warriors sent by the Black Emperor to this world before. They carried the rich aura of the original demon world, which made the demons here move and gather and kill them. However, in the record given to them by the pig's trotter, it has never been said that which "remnant clan" was killed by the witches...

The witches should be the role of cannon fodder in the battle against the survivors. The warriors sent by the Black Emperor must be very powerful. The witches have almost no threat to them. The only thing they can do is to keep themselves awake, and then delay time at a low price with life, waiting for the arrival of other high-level warriors...

Robben understood this section, but he didn't feel much pleasure. He just nodded and said to Lar: "I understand. If there are any survivors, I will notify you, but now, let's do the expansion of the canteen first. Don't delay the food problem of the witches for the food."

"It's Lord Robben, I will do it as soon as possible." Lar was very humble.

"As for the problem of manpower, I have solved it. Demon Arthur agreed to my request. In the future, the witch who did not complete the trial in the training camp was directly sent to the diet center to work. Let's do this now. When the staff is full, we will think of other solutions."

Lar's expression changed slightly. The witch who failed the trial or gave up halfway through was sent to the nearby demon army to serve as a military officer. This has been the iron rule that has not changed for many years. Unexpectedly... Roben communicated directly with the Demon King, and explained this matter in such a short time.

"Yes, Lord Robben, I understand. I will notify Camut. We both will execute your orders." Camut's tone became more and more respectful.
To be continued...