"... let me sum up. According to what Loren just said, he is now ready to go to the civilian area in the south of the city, which has been completely blocked and full of monsters, that is, the other half of eboden, to find a gold-plated model where the ghost knows where, and the place of this thing can be determined only after the blood sacrifice is completed and a big monster appears;
Moreover, while we are looking for a cup, there are already thousands of hungry people in the sewer. Everyone looks like a mutant monster of medium rare steak. If we bump into a pedestrian on the roadside, the other party may come up and bite you enthusiastically - er, this is not an exaggeration. They will really bite you and break their neck!
So to sum up, I really want to ask you a question, Loren - are you really! Can't you find a second way to die that is simpler, less painful, and can keep yourself as complete as possible? "
Isaac, right in front of the long table, put his hands on the table and muttered. Finally, he couldn't help shouting directly. He turned his white eyes and looked at the black haired wizard opposite him: "are you crazy or stupid to promise this condition?"
The little wizard sitting next to Loren stared at him. In ordinary times, Ayn would have grabbed the tea cup on the table and threw it back, but this time... Glancing at Loren, he was still indifferent.
This fool, doesn't he really know how dangerous it is?!
Remembering what Miss Ariel corona said, the little wizard who still dared not tell Loren closed his mouth and fell into deep hesitation and entanglement.
Sitting in his seat, the black haired wizard smiled helplessly: "in fact, I know very well that this time is very dangerous..."
"Very dangerous?" Isaac looked at him strangely. "I always think you're so optimistic. What's the difference between being very dangerous and dying in your dictionary?"
"That's why I want to ask you for help - it's far beyond my ability. Without help, I can't find the nine pointed star Holy Grail and come back alive."
Starting from his position, Lauren sincerely nodded to several people who were also looking at him in the room:
"I know this job is dangerous, and it's not your job. It's even irrelevant to some people - but now, please allow me to ask you for help. I'm very serious!"
Ayin, Leia, Peter, Vera, Edward, Isaac... All the only "friends" that Loren can trust, or will not stab himself in the next second, are already beside this long table.
"I have only one question."
The Female Elf first opened her mouth and stared at Loren with burning eyes: "who is the enemy?"
"Thousands of mutant monsters," Loren sighed. "Of course, it is not limited to some people who maliciously obstruct us, such as mercenaries and wizards bought by the Bellini family, or church..."
"Are those monsters more powerful than ogres?"
"Er... No, not so powerful!" the interrupted Loren shook his head and stressed: "but their number..."
"The number is meaningless." the confident war dancer picked up his shoulder: "as long as you can avoid it."
Although Loren had no doubt about the skill of the Female Elf, Leia's natural attitude still "inspired" others to a considerable extent, especially a night watchman who also didn't use his brain but instinctively thought
"That's right!" Vera suddenly pulled out her dagger and inserted it on the table, staring at the black haired wizard like a demonstration: "as long as it's fast enough, anyway, we'll just take the Holy Grail at that time, and we don't have to really fight with those monsters!"
Lauren sighed deeply in his heart. He was really not good at dealing with people like Leia or Vera, especially after they identified something. Any explanation was useless.
Some embarrassed Peter FASA turned his head. Edward, who remained silent all the time, coughed gently and looked at Lauren expressionless: "if you are really going to the south of the city, you need at least a guide who is familiar with the terrain and has excellent skills - among the people present, there should be no better one than me."
Lauren nodded to the person who is familiar with the terrain, has a flexible mind and can keep calm in a crisis. He is a necessary candidate for this task, not to mention his skill.
"Of course, this doesn't mean that I'll sell my life to you, but just do my basic duty as a night watchman." Edward continued: "I won't deliberately harm you. If you're really ready to die or if you don't realize it, I'll choose to leave at any time."
The black haired wizard narrowed his eyes, and the other party obviously made it clear from the beginning. Such a guy is not cute, but at least honest, but "honest" is a little direct.
But he still smiled and replied, "it's understandable, and if you really want to go, I promise I won't stop you."
The indifferent Edward nodded slightly, and the two sides reached an intention of cooperation.
"Well, no one asked me if I wanted to go!"
Sitting in front of him, Isaac suddenly collapsed in his chair and raised his hands: "obviously, as long as people with normal intelligence know, I can only cause trouble to Loren - by the way, is there anyone who doesn't intend to die?"
There was a dead silence in the room. Leia and Vera even looked at the shouting guy with disdainful eyes - although there were different races and different reasons, sometimes their opinions and ways of expression were surprisingly similar.
"Sorry, but I may not be able to go this time."
Peter FASA raised her hand in embarrassment, and Vera was shocked: "Peter FASA, do you know what you're talking about?"
Peter ignored her, but looked at Lauren with great regret: "I know it may be too much, but there's really no way this time, I..."
"Don't explain anything, this is my request to you." Lauren smiled and understood: "it doesn't matter if you don't want to. It's not a forced thing."
He didn't explain, but Loren could also vaguely guess that it might be related to the nine pointed star wizard tower or the night watchman - Peter FASA is the highest commander of the existing eboden night watchman. Only he knows all the secret industries, peripheral members and neutral informants under the name of the night watchman, as well as all the forces involved with the night watchman.
In short, without Peter FASA, the remaining night watchmen are really no different from thugs and mercenaries.
"I'll go."
A slight but extremely firm figure came from the side of the dark haired wizard, and a pair of eyes looked at the thin lottel wizard in surprise or confusion.
"Why are you looking at me? Do you need to be so surprised?" suddenly, the little wizard stared at by everyone was not used to it, and his cheeks were slightly flushed: "I'm a loterian from Shenlin castle, and I can use bows and arrows naturally; moreover, I can also use alchemy and some arts, and I can help you wrap up wounds if necessary..."
It seemed that he felt some distrust in the eyes around him. The angry Ayn stood up directly from his chair and took away the crossbow hanging behind Lauren, the "booty" of the battle of the gutter lane.
What does she want?
When this sentence was in the minds of people in a room, the little wizard didn't look at it. Raising his hand at Isaac was an arrow!
"Ah, ah, ah --!!!"
The roar passed, and Isaac sat there motionless, screaming at his throat and tearing his heart and lungs:
"Ah - why are you looking at me?"
There was a dead silence in the house, and the "kind" Edward pointed to him. Isaac's trembling face twisted into a ball, his eyes moved down bit by bit, and then stared big.
The pottery cup in front of him was pierced by a crossbow and nailed to the table, but the cup didn't break!
"Is that all right?"
With a proud snort, the stubborn little wizard looked at the black haired wizard with the same surprised expression.
I won't let you face this alone, absolutely not!