Chapter 67: Im not going

Chapter 67: Im not going

In fact, Robb can purify more than a thousand skeletons. Even then, for the grinding emperor, using purification magic a thousand times is nothing.

But he doesnt really have a reason to do so!

His grade and proficiency are also maxed. What's the point of using purification magic a thousand times like a son of a bitch here?

No gain, no experience, no proficiency; these skeletons won't drop money or artifacts either.

And this area is not his real estate either; even if it becomes a wasteland, it has nothing to do with him. He really doesnt want to meddle here, so hell just let the templar knights deal with it.

Lets go! Time to return. We should be able to walk through these skeletons easily. Robb smiled at the crowd and said.

Gorda put the bag containing the spider on his right shoulder, held his shield in his left hand, and walked slowly out of the Holy Light Sanctuary.

As soon as he went out, a skeleton soldier very close to him rushed over and waved its rusty sword.

Gorda waved the shield in his hand, which slammed and hit the skeleton soldier, causing it to fly far away and fall apart, but its broken bones soon came together to form the skeleton soldier again.

However, after it stood up again, it did not pounce on Gorda because he was out of its range.

Everyone found that this large group of skeletons had not acted together as before but had become scattered sand, and only the skeletons close to Gorda would attack him. In contrast, the skeletons in the distance remained wandering pointlessly.

The Baron rejoiced, "Sure enough, it's easy to leave now. Mr. Golda, please find out what their range for attack is, and afterward, we can easily go out.

Gorda nodded, raised his shield, and approached a skeleton soldier not that far away.

Im not going. Robb is now focused on the four spiders he has caught and will go home to make silk stockings right away. Where is there any time to go to the Bright Road and take ten or even dozens of days to go home? Isn't that a son of a bitch?

He spread his hand and said, "the townspeople of Westwind Town are often injured. I am very worried about their safety. I must go back and guard them and be ready to treat them at any time. I appreciate the kindness, Baron. (solemn face)

The Baron sighed, "you are such a good priest."

Robb said, "I'm flattered. But Im not as good as you make me out to be."

Little Yi handed the man-eating spider on her back to Robb, "I will also return to the Bright Road with the Baron to report what I have seen this time to the bishop of the Church of Light and ask the Templar Knights to purify the skeletons here. This is where we say goodbye, father."

Robb smiled, "Don't say too much about me, okay?"

After hearing this, Little Yi moved slightly and thought to herself, "is this a hint that I can't reveal his identity? Also, if he is really a heretic judger, then I can't tell too many people about him, so I'll talk to the archbishop in private."

Finally, there are the three adventurers, each of whom is now carrying a bag containing a man-eating spider.

Golda said with a smile to the Baron, "We won't go to Bright Road. Unruly adventurers like us are not suitable to go to places full of big shots. We may offend someone because of our free and loose style. Haha. We'll help Robb send the spiders back to Westwind before we consider our next destination."

The Baron thought about it carefully, and so he thought of something. He took out his purse and counted thirty gold coins, and gave them to Gorda. He smiled and said, "the agreed number is 21, but this time I have accomplished the task more than expected, so I will give you 30 pieces, which is better."

Gorda laughed, This is why I love berserkers! If youre a magician, youll haggle with me a lot. You know magicians like haggling over things.

Xuelu shouted, Hey! What do you mean by that? Do you despise us magicians? Do you want to eat a fireball or two?

Golda quickly waved, "No, I'm just kidding. I have absolutely no intention of looking down on magicians. Ouch, stop Don't chant. Stop it quick."