"Yes, Sister Sivir, you have all driven it to a dead end, then the purple gold sable may have been scared to death by the powerful strength of you and Master Evan in the end, and it has nothing to do with them, why should this purple gold sable be given to them?" Eva, who had just gotten off the carriage on the side, echoed, glancing at Evan affectionately, wanting to get closer to him.

All the mercenaries looked at Evan and Eva with some surprise when they heard this, they all saw the previous scene, Eva's words were a bit strong, the speed of the purple gold marten after the mutation and madness, even Sivir's force target could not catch up, and Evan's magic did not pose a threat to it at all, where did they come from and were scared to death by their strong strength.

It's just that Eva is the little sister in the Rose Mercenary Group after all, and she has always been spoiled by everyone, and as the only healing mage in the mercenary group, everyone has been treated by her to some extent, so she didn't know how to speak well for a while, so she could only set her eyes on Xavier.

As for Evan's words, the purple marten was indeed driven out by them, but the purple marten was indeed scared to death by the orange kitten, and the purple marten was scared to death, in fact, it also saved Eva in disguise, Sivir must have taken this into account, so he gave all the purple marten to McGonagall, but he didn't expect that Eva who was saved was a little ungrateful instead, and the atmosphere became a little embarrassing for a while.

McGonagall, who was just about to be polite, glanced at Evan and Eva, this pair of dogs and men really smell like each other, female scumbags and scumbags, it can be regarded as a match made in heaven to make a pair.

If it weren't for him and Amy in this carriage just now, the purple gold sable that rushed in a frantic state would definitely not let Eva go, and others may not have noticed it before, but he saw it clearly, Evan obviously had the opportunity to attack the purple gold sable before, and the calculation could not trap it, as a third-level magician, it would definitely be able to cause some interference to its movement and create more time for his teammates.

However, instead of doing so, he stood on the tree and watched, even with a smile on his lips.

If there were only two of them in the carriage, then McGonagall would only think that this guy was a narrow-minded guy, but there was still this brainless fan who adored him in every way in this carriage, and he wanted to watch her die with him? It's so scum that it's inhumane.

And now this pair of scumbags and still want to grab the loot?

If it was just Sivir and his party, McGonagall might have been polite, and then divide the fur of the mutant purple marten evenly according to the amount of effort, which is also a common way of cooperation between mercenaries.

But now, he changed his mind, and instead of giving it to these two guys, it would be better to lose it and feed it to the dogs, and he wouldn't leave them any meat foam anyway.

"Flat-chested young lady, do you want to eat this big mouse? I didn't expect you to be so trustworthy, the ugly duckling caught the big mouse, and then you want to eat the big mouse, I can ask my father to peel it for you, you try to eat it raw, and then tell me if it's good? Amy looked at Eva's huge expectation, shook McGonagall's hand again, and said, "Father, let this big rat meat be given to the flat-chested young lady." ”

"I ...... I ......" Eva looked at Amy, choked and didn't know how to answer.

"It's just a natural enemy monster that just raised a purple gold mink, and it's also a little thing that hasn't been weaned, if you really talk about strength, can you touch a single hair of that purple gold sable? Moreover, if it weren't for our Rose Mercenary Regiment, you wouldn't even be able to see the shadow of the Purple Sable, let alone hunt it, you should clearly understand how much strength you have contributed to it, and whether you really dare to take this Purple Gold Sable. Evan turned to look at McGonagall, and said in a cold voice, the originally delicate face would become a little gloomy, and the slightly leaning forward body and the magic wand in his hand were invisibly pressuring McGonagall.

Sivir frowned, and was about to speak, McGonagall had already taken a step forward, looked at Evan-for-tat and smiled a little sarcastically: "How much?" The Purple Sable had been scared to death by Amy's ugly duckling, and had not suffered any damage before this, had just entered a state of frenzy, outpacing everyone present, and had already escaped the encirclement. Although it was a leak, what does this have to do with you being blocked by a purple gold mink even when your attack magic was blocked? Could it be that standing on the tree, deliberately sneering at the sight of his teammates who almost died in the hands of the purple gold marten, did he feel that he had contributed a lot of strength? ”

Evan's complexion changed in an instant, and he subconsciously took a step back, a flash of panic on his face.

Eva's face also turned pale all of a sudden, and the appearance of Evan standing on the tree with a smile on his lips looking at this direction was still deeply rooted in her heart, but now it was suddenly uncovered by McGonagall naked in front of her, and the previous self-consolation suddenly became pale and weak, and she looked at Evan's gaze a little more confused.

The mercenaries also changed color when they heard this, just now the situation was urgent, no one noticed this, now in retrospect, Evan did have many opportunities to stop the purple gold marten, but he didn't do anything during that time, if McGonagall's words were true, then what did Evan want to do? They don't dare to think about it deeply, because trust is the vitality of a mercenary group, and if they can't even trust their teammates standing on their backs, it's absolutely fatal.

McGonagall looked at Evan, with a mocking smile on the corner of her mouth, killing people is the highest level of mouth cannons, McGonagall Alex is good at fighting, and mouth cannons are his specialty, the lowest level of poisonous tongue is vicious words, this kind of unskilled thing McGonagall disdains to do, elegant and unconventional killing, is the real technology.

Trust in your teammates is a very important thing for a team, and if there is someone in the team who might stab you in the back when you need help the most, it is even more difficult to defend against a powerful enemy.

Xavier's expression also became solemn, there was a thoughtful look in her eyes, she had also wondered why Evan didn't make a move when she chased the purple gold sable before, but now it seems that McGonagall seems to see something, and Eva's performance seems to confirm this, which makes her mood a little heavy.

"You're talking nonsense! In the previous battle, I first used the Ice Wall Technique, and then the Ice Pick Technique, but I didn't expect this to be a mutated purple gold mink, and my magic was destroyed by it, so I was ready to release an intermediate magic to deal with it, but its speed was too fast, and before I could finish the spell, it had escaped from my attack range, all of this is obvious to all, you want to separate the trust between us, and its heart can be punished! Evan forced himself to compose himself and looked at McGonagall and snapped.