Early the next morning, all of the members of the assault team selected by Cheese, except for Jason, gathered in the lobby of Crimson Blood. In order to deal with this dangerous operation, everyone did their best to prepare. This can be seen in the clothes they wear.

"I say, is it really okay for him to dress like that?" asked Lothar, who had come early, as he leaned over to Cheese and whispered, and the Earl, dressed in heavy golden armor, quietly pointed to Jack, who was having breakfast.

It was not surprising that the Count of Montenegro had such doubts, because compared to his armor, which looked exaggeratedly heavy, the Wolfwalker was simply wearing a vest and a pair of leather shorts. For a mage who understands the characteristics of werewolves, there is nothing wrong with Jack's dress, after all, too much clothing can only limit his physical movement. But in this squad that is ready to go, Jack is undoubtedly the most conspicuous one.

"The Wolfwalker's combat power can only be exerted after transformation, as long as his clothes can follow us into the apothecary's station, it doesn't make any difference what he wears. The mage took a sip of the medicinal tea in the cup and said. This medicinal tea was specially prepared by Roland last night, and in the words of the old man, this tea can help the cheese concentrate.

"Well, anyway, I was supposed to let him pretend to be an entourage, and this dress is reasonable. By the way, Jason will meet us on the way. Isn't Mr. Roland coming for this operation?" Lothar shrugged, in fact, about Roland's absence was what he really wanted to ask, the previous two days of the assembly made a deep impression on the magician. It can be said that in the Earl's understanding, Roland's importance has long been placed on the same level as cheese.

Cheese put down his teacup and looked at Lothar. At the same time, he swept his gaze away from the faces of his companions in the tavern. He found that in addition to Lothar, everyone else was actually very interested in Roland's problems, and even the real witch of Colandy thought that the old man's various manifestations were only hidden, not realizing that Roland might really be just an ordinary person who didn't know magic at all.

Perhaps this is the power of knowledge and experience, the mage thought so, Roland's knowledge made him more convincing than most self-taught wild wizards. However, Cheese, who knew the old man well, knew that the old man was really just an ordinary person through and through, although he could protect himself by different means, but he took Roland to carry out such a high-intensity combat mission? Not to mention that Roland himself did not agree, Cheese would never agree.

"I asked the old man to do the one-eyed lady a favor. If you've been to the rally, you know better than I do that she's not enough to command those guys on her own. The mage said. This is true, although there is Aemia's oppression, but the high witch cannot guarantee that those dark dwellers will not make some small moves while completing their tasks, and at this time, the adjutant who is closer to the front line must play the role of supervision. And the one-eyed experience is obviously not enough for this position.

Nodding slightly, Lothar accepted Cheese's claim. When it comes to controlling the dark dwellers, he really doesn't think the unmasked witch will do a better job than Roland. In a sense, the Count of Montenegro was more willing to trust the old man's abilities than the unmasked witch, after all, for a warrior like Lothar, what he saw was more reliable.

"Your soldiers are your concern, right? Are they really comfortable fighting alongside monsters?" the mage asked. The largest and most organized composition of the Combine this time was the bear hunters under Lothar. But while these warriors were undoubtedly good at the human battlefield, they had never fought a war against aliens before, and it was no wonder that Cheese was worried.

"Haha, you don't have to worry about that. My men don't necessarily know how to deal with monsters, but I'm sure they'll never be afraid. After all, they're the troops who followed me all the way back from Turbidity Town......" Lothar's expression slowly turned lonely at the end of the sentence. The earl did not mention how he returned to the royal capital and how his Black Mountain Territory was reduced to an epidemic area. It was a humiliating experience for him.

"That's good, as long as you don't fear the unknown, you can always find a way to defeat them. The mage said, glancing at a dagger at Lothar's waist, which had a spider pattern that clearly did not fit the Count of Montenegro's aesthetics, "Our lady spider tamer is having trouble with you?"

Lothar knew that Cheese had seen the dagger that had not had time to return the networm last night, and the count pursed his lips.

"What's the awkwardness, isn't it possible that she gave me a token of love?"

It doesn't matter if you don't say anything, Lothar's words amused everyone present.

"Hey, with all due respect, Dear Earl. However, this is not something that happens to you. Although Jack used honorifics, the transcendent status of the wolfwalker made him very unscrupulous when he teased Lothar.

It wasn't to blame their reactions, the interaction between Lothar and the Networm had been seen by everyone present, though they were all pretty sure that Miss Mercenary did want to have some ambiguous relationship with the Count of Montenegro. But giving a personal dagger as a token is not something these two guys can do.

Embarrassed by the wolfwalker's words, Lothar's rare old face turned red, and he picked up the golden battle axe leaning on the table and said loudly.

"It's almost time, isn't it? I think we'd better leave early. Don't keep Jason waiting too long. ”

Others were noncommittal. Jack wiped his mouth with a strip of cloth on the table and got up from his seat. Colante looked at Cheese and walked silently to the door of the tavern, she had followed her mother's advice today, and had not worn a dress that interfered with her movements, and had even tied her blonde hair up. Today her role is that of Lothar's secretary.

The corners of the mage's mouth still retained this smile, and the cheese casually touched his robe lightly, and the gray robe turned white. This was the favorite color of the scholars of the kingdom, and with the heavy notebook he carried under his arm, he looked like a young scholar who had just come out of the academy. Today's task was huge, and Cheese had to spend extra magic to change the color of the robe instead of changing it to a white robe, which was more than just a sign from the Grey Tower.