A quarter of an hour ago, Lantel stood still in front of the lurker, and the usually cautious lurker shuddered.

"Don't be nervous, I'm not an accomplice to those people." Lantel whispered.

The lurker is neither verbal nor active, as if they have not heard the other person's voice.

"Jonad Misso of your Mine Town, I'm Randle, and we've met at the Magic Seminar before."

The ...... lurker looked up at Lantel, his eyes could not hide the murderous intent, he wanted to confirm whether the person in front of him was one of those black-robed monsters.

"I mean really, I don't mean it badly." Lantel hurriedly explained: "I ...... just now

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