By noon the next day, Solam was sleeping soundly, only to be woken up by Loris.

Soram opened his eyes in a daze, looked at the sky, it was still early for dinner, and he could sleep a little longer. So Solam rolled over and hugged Loris, rubbed her tall twin peaks, and then adjusted her posture to make herself more comfortable.

"Don't make a fuss, why are you up so early? Sleep again. ”

Loris's pouted when she saw Soram like this, and could only shake Soram awake again.

"Hurry up, Trisim is still waiting outside the door, it looks like there is an urgent matter, you get up first." Loris doesn't look usually a little indifferent, but in fact, the girl's heart is very heavy.

Soram and her little thing, everyone here knows, but she still deceives herself, pretending that nothing happened, although she sleeps with Soram every night, but as soon as the morning comes, she sneaks away.

I don't know who she's trying to deceive by doing this. Originally, Loris was going to go back to her room to sleep today, but she was entangled by Soram and didn't let her go, although she could crush Soram in strength, she still couldn't bear to refuse Solam.

But this is already her limit, if others know that Soram still refuses to get up because he is lying in the same bed with her in broad daylight, Loriss will feel ashamed, so she says nothing and will not let Soram lie down anymore.

In the end, Solam still couldn't resist Loris, so he could only think about it in pieces.

"I said, don't you have to sleep? We were busy until the wee hours of the morning. Solam opened the door and said with a slight grumbling as he got dressed.

"I've learned meditation, and although it doesn't increase my strength, it allows me to sleep less, and I only need to rest for four hours a day." Trism said with a pout.

Trism knew very well that Soram could also meditate. He doesn't have a lot of requirements for sleep, but Soram likes to lie in bed very much, and if nothing happens, he will definitely sleep until he wakes up naturally.

Trism really doesn't understand, is sleeping really that interesting? It's like he can't understand why Soram likes women so much.

Soram really doesn't need much sleep, but the problem is that Soram likes to sleep, meditation can indeed restore the spirit, but Soram always feels that meditation is different from sleeping, he prefers the feeling of sleeping, he also likes to lie in bed, he doesn't really need to lie in bed, he just likes that feeling, there is no reason.

"Tell me, what the hell is it that makes you wake me up in such a hurry?" Soram pursed his lips, he felt that Trismu's life was really too monotonous, he was always wary of everything, and he didn't relax for a moment. I don't know what he's guarding against?

In Soram's view, Trismu's life is a capital boredom, he rarely wastes time, he trains himself when he has time, he has no hobbies, no holidays, he doesn't like food, he thinks that food is enough to feed people, and there is no point in being delicious.

He doesn't like alcohol and thinks liking it is an unacceptable form of self-depravity. He doesn't even like women, and of course, he doesn't like men, and it's not like Solam hasn't taken Trismu to have fun before, but this guy thinks that kind of thing is the most boring thing, except for reproduction, there is no point in it.

And Trism has no plans to reproduce now, so ......

And in his opinion, women are the most dangerous creatures in this world......

In addition, he does not express his emotions, even to his younger brother, he is mostly indifferent, although Soram knows that he cares about his brother, but the problem is that his rubber face is always unable to express it.

Soram felt that Trism was sick, and it was not light, probably because he was abused by the drow elves when he was a child, leaving a psychological wound. Soram could also understand that Trism had lived with the Drow Elves and that he had to be vigilant at all times, careful not to be killed, and he couldn't trust anyone and didn't dare to show his feelings.

But the problem is, now that he has escaped from the Dark Realm, he should learn to let go of himself. But he still did it, and he didn't change a bit.

Soram is sure that this is a mental illness, but unfortunately, Solam doesn't understand the psychiatrist's set at all, so he can only guide Trism as much as possible.

For example, I often take him to that kind of sound and sensuality place, just hoping that Nen will let Trismu find back the most primitive impulse of a man, even if he is interested in a man, at least it is a channel to vent, right?

"It's Fetzgille here."

"What is he doing here, he has said everything that needs to be said."

"I don't know. However, he also brought others with him. ”

Although he didn't understand what Fezsterer was doing, Solam, who had just gotten up, didn't bother to waste his brain cells guessing there.

"Forget it, I'll ask him directly."

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"Yesterday, Edward didn't bring the words?" Soram met Fizterler in the living room, and as soon as he spoke, Soram expressed his attitude.

"I brought it, but I didn't do it this time." Fitztiere did not react to Solam's attitude, but said very easily.

He gave Soram a look, motioning for him to pay attention to the man behind him.

Soram looked curiously at the man behind Fitztelle, who was a masked mage.

"Masked mage? When did you shadow thieves have a relationship with the masked mage and let you bring them over in person? ”

Fitzteler didn't care that the masked mage was on the side, pursed his lips, and said a little helplessly: "I don't want to explain it above." ”

The old nature of the shadow thief is not able to have a relationship with the masked mage, this is not only watched by the council, but even Fizteler himself is not very willing to get close to this group of people, mages or something, the shadow thief is not impossible to recruit, but he rarely appears in the headquarters.

But why are they all street rats, but those masked mages are always acting as uncles in their shadow thieves? The thought of the virtues of those masked mages was disgusting.

These people openly questioned their own information, believing that they were shirking responsibility.

Obviously, those masters were unwilling to enter the sewers and just found a reason, which made Fizsterer look down on those masters even more, and he usually looked high, but at the critical moment, he coaxed again.

However, Fitzteler really wronged the masked mage this time, not because they coaxed it, but because the stakes were too great, they had to be careful. How could the shadow thief know that secret?

The mage listened to Fitztier's complaints, but did not move, and remained indifferent.

"And who are you here this time?" Soram himself estimated that it should still be for Harris and Mayfran.

This time, before Fitzteler could speak, the masked mage spoke.

"This time, I came on the orders of the Council and the Masked Mage Headquarters, hoping that you can hand over that orc and that minotaur. This is at stake for the safety of Askatra, and we at the Masked Mage Guild hope for your cooperation! ”

His voice was hoarse and cold, and his tone was full of domineering, and these words were not so much a request for Solam's cooperation as an order!

If a masked mage had said to another person in this tone, that person would have been scared to pee, but the problem was that they had run into Solam! If Soram really eats and scares, he won't have a conflict with the shadow thief.

"You want? So what if I don't cooperate? ”

Sure enough, Soram pushed back, and when Fitzteler heard this, the corners of his mouth curled, and he didn't even hide it. How could Soram hand over these two men to the Masked Mage Guild? If nothing else, let the Masked Mage's Guild know about the Book of Casa.

So what did Soram spend a long time trying to do? Just to make a wedding dress for a masked mage? So if you want someone or something, don't even think about it, if you want to confirm the information, ask Soram here, at least so that Soram can ensure that the news of the Book of Casa will not be leaked, which is why Soram desperately wants those two people to stay with him.

The masked mage had no idea that Solam would be so bold and dare to say so in the face of the demands of the Council of Six and the Masked Mage Guild.

So he sighed heavily and said, "I think you need to figure out one thing, this is a joint decision of the Council and the Masked Mage Guild!" ”

His subtext is obvious, and it makes Soram shine his tricks a little brighter! Be honest and hand people over.

"So what?" Unexpectedly, he said so, but Solam still didn't take it seriously, but said it very contemptuously.

"You're going to disobey the protest and the masked mage's guild?!!!!"

"Humph! Defy? You ate too much today and stuck your brain? How can you tell all kinds of nonsense? Just as the masked mage was in a rage, Soram added fuel to the fire again.

"What do you say?!!!" Although masked mages have to hide their heads and tails in Ascatla, this does not mean that they can be insulted! How proud the dignity of the Dharma Master is! The civilians were afraid of them, but they didn't have the courage to insult them, let alone such foul language.

"Not only do you have a bad brain, but you also have a problem with your ears?"

"You're looking for death!" Saying that, the masked mage also completely lost his patience, and he slapped it on the badge on his chest, and in an instant, three spell shields appeared on his body! At the same time, he took out his staff, but he was just about to activate the spell on the staff.

was hit by a spell light, and all the shields on his body disappeared in an instant. "Spell Bumper"!

Immediately after, two black figures appeared beside him, and before the masked mage could come to his senses, his hand holding the staff was in sharp pain, and as soon as the hand was released, his staff was disarmed.

But before he could make a remedy, two daggers were pressed against his vital points, one in his throat and one in his heart.

When he looked at Soram again, he noticed that at some point a girl in a white cloak appeared in front of Solam, and he himself was surrounded by an old human man and a half-drow elf.

Soram and Fitztimeler met, and Tresm and the others were naturally prepared. So Vioret, Trism, and Durham are in the room. It's just that both Trisim and Durham are lurking in the shadows, and with their abilities, it is really a bit difficult for the mage to spot them with the naked eye.

Viorrett was even more inconspicuous, she didn't even have the slightest fluctuation in power, and if she hadn't suddenly appeared to cast a spell at this moment, the masked mage would have thought she was just a strangely dressed maid.

The mage was dumbfounded, he didn't expect that in this room, there would be Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

"How dare you openly attack a masked mage? You're just waiting for the Masked Mage's Guild to sanction you!! ”