Noda cooperated and returned the ring to Many. Many put it back on and squinted his eyes for a while. Suddenly, a bunch of things appeared in his hands.
There was an exquisite hexagonal box, a badge, a letter, and a few black magic crystals.
Many opened the letter and read it silently.
"… His Majesty Leoric does not agree with the other elders, so our current goal is to wait for the elders to come to an agreement before issuing new orders.
The support of the Bloodhand Bandits should not be a problem. Although they are humans, Bernard from Saint-Rames has signed a contract with the council. That group of bandits can be trusted. Of course, don't get too close to them. You are my proudest student, you should know what to do … "
"… I can't explain the early strategic deployment in this letter. After you complete the mission here, bring the token to Saint-Rames and go to the graveyard in Rodisil County on the night of the full moon in October. Give the token to the council, and you will receive the next mission. Of course, don't forget to buy some alchemy supplies in Rodisil. The price there is much lower than other places, and the funds provided by the council are not rich. … Alright, my dear student, I believe you can handle everything well.
… Alright, my dear student, I believe that you will be able to handle everything well. Don't write me any more letters for now. The Parliament has sent me to the Sislan Empire to make arrangements, but it's a pity for my research on summoning. I feel that I will be able to complete it soon. Think about it, I will be able to pull in a high-level Lich level helper through summoning. How exciting. More than two hundred years of research has been disrupted by the Parliament's plans. To be honest, I am a little unwilling, but my teacher hopes that you can help me complete this plan after everything is over.
"… Saville Bloodmoon."
Many held the slightly damaged letter in his hands, only one sentence echoing in his mind — Something big has happened!
He wasn't interested in slowly analyzing all the information in the letter. He just felt that this letter seemed to inadvertently reveal that the necromancers were about to make a big move — — a strategic deployment and a variety of tasks. What was even more strange was that the damn Bloody Hand Thieves were related to the necromancers.
Moreover, from the meaning of the letter, it seemed to have some unclear connection with the humans.
The exquisite little box on the side seemed to be the keepsake. Looking at it carefully, he found that it was made of an unknown material. There were no less than five sealing magic circles carved on it and a few magic circles that he couldn't recognize. In short, with his ability, this magic locked box was completely impossible to open.
Many of them kept the items back into their spatial rings without saying anything.
Many thought to themselves that Dashiell might have something to do when they get there.
The Spatial Ring was very convenient. It could be taken out and put back at will. The space inside was nearly 100 square meters, making Noda very envious.
Sylvia, on the other hand, did not look surprised. It was just that she always avoided looking at many people's eyes. Occasionally, she would meet many people's eyes, which made her blush and not know what to do.
Norda got off the car after helping many people change their bandages. Before he left, he gave many people a look that said "you know what I mean", causing many people to sigh that this fellow had returned to his lewd and wretched self as soon as there was nothing to do.
"Sylvia?
Am I that scary? "Many suddenly asked.
Sylner was taken aback. She replied evasively, "No … How could you be afraid of me …"
"Then why do you always look like you're afraid of me?"
"No, I … I'm not afraid of you at all …"
Why would I be afraid of you?!
Sylvia thought to herself. She tried her best to hold on and looked at Many, but she realized that she couldn't last more than three seconds.
"Oh, then let's have a chat. Is that okay?"
"Hmm?
Sure, what do you want to talk about? "
When Sylvia heard that it was a chat, she immediately became interested. Her nervousness immediately disappeared, and her face shone with curiosity. Miss "Three-tailed Cat" was back again.
The two of them chatted more casually. At least, they began to chat like normal people.
When the day's journey ended, tents were set up in the campsite, and a bonfire was lit. Many barely managed to lie down in front of the fire with Noda's help. Sylvia was busy at the side, looking like a competent nanny.
Noda looked at Many lying down and Sylvia who was taking care of them with a dubious expression. He whistled as he roasted the freshly caught game. Sylvia blushed and changed the topic with Many to hide her nervousness.
While eating the fragrant meat roasted by Noda, Sylvia even tried a sip of hard liquor. It was so spicy that her face turned red. She only recovered after a long time, making Many and Noda laugh uncontrollably. Sylvia was not convinced and insisted on drinking more. The three of them ate to their heart's content.
Sylvia was wearing a loose dress. The red light from the fire illuminated her silver-white hair and beautiful face, making Many feel intoxicated after drinking a few mouthfuls of liquor.
Looking at Sylvia's pure and flawless face, Many and Noda fell silent, lost in their own thoughts.
The two of them were also people with stories.
Sylvia was very happy. She felt that the hard liquor wasn't as choking, and her life wasn't as depressing. She stretched and felt a little dizzy. She fell into Many's arms, but she suddenly realized that there was an inexplicable sense of security in the crook of his arms.
Looking at the stars that filled the sky and the beautiful Milky Way, Sylvia closed her eyes in an intoxicated manner.
When did Sylvia have a friend in Karo City who spoke to her like this?
The word "friend" had always been a distant word to Sylvia. Everyone she came into contact with was respectful and submissive to her. No one dared to laugh after hearing her talk about embarrassing things like Many, and then tell her about things they had done that were even more embarrassing than her. Then, they would all burst into laughter.
Sylvia was drunk. This was her first and most unforgettable time getting drunk.
They were about to reach the Royal City, Dashiell, and their journey was about to end.
Wendolk and the remaining mercenaries carried out their duties seriously and were very polite to Many and Noda. It seemed that Many's strength and bravery had made them clearly understand the gap between them.
She didn't know when it started, but the young mistress had an indescribable feeling of attachment to Many. Sitting beside him, listening to the strange stories of his mercenary career, or watching him and Noda drink and brag to each other when they were camping, Sylvia always had a deep and heartfelt smile on her face.
At this moment, Sylvia, who was wearing leather armor, looked at the huge and somewhat unreal canopy of the Dashiell City in the distance. She waved her little hands and shouted excitedly, "Many, when we reach Dashiell, I'll treat you to the best barbecue!
Noda definitely won't be as good as the barbecue there! "
Noda curled his lips and thought, Young mistress, are you having fun?
How can the barbecue shop in the Royal City compare to the barbecue in the wild?
Many could barely sit up. He looked at the miraculous Ancient Tree of Life that was thousands of meters tall in the distance and thought worriedly, I wonder what kind of shock that letter will cause.