In response to the fog mentioned by Atta, the people in the tent all showed varying degrees of confusion and unease. The more serious of them are probably Cheese, Lothar and Wu Qi, and the three of them, especially Wu Qi, have all had bad memories related to fog in their memories. And the emotions of the three of them quickly infected the others, and the atmosphere in the entire tent quickly became solemn.

"Is it foggy at night on the prairie?" Cheese asks Batu and Wu Qi about the rationality of the current situation, and if this is just a normal natural phenomenon, then there is no need to be too careful.

"Fogging is normal. But the fog on summer nights shouldn't be so big that you lose sight. The shaman's voice was worried, and there was a fog in his nightmare not long ago.

Lothar turned his gaze to Cheese, who was waiting for the mage's judgment. The latter did not at this time make a plan as immediately as the Count had hoped. There is a limit to human physical strength, even if it is enhanced by magic. Cheese leaned against the cupboard, his gloves still unremoved, covered in blood. He tried to calculate the time of the operation to deduce the present moment, but the attempt quickly failed, and the high concentration of the operation made it impossible for the mage to know exactly how much time had passed. The same goes for everyone else.

"What if this kid hadn't been taken to the designated place at dawn?" Seeing that Cheese couldn't make up his mind, Lothar's first instinct was to wait in the relative safety of his tent until the fog cleared or dawn before acting. It is not a wise decision to go outside to meet dangerous objects in such a thick fog. Especially after it was already known that the man who was asking for the tribute was the Skinner, Uvel's mention of handing over the child to the black bull was even more suspicious.

"Then they have a reason and an opportunity to rush in and kill everyone here, whether they are from the Shale tribe or not. Wu Qi replied calmly, and the shaman didn't seem to be in a hurry.

"Why didn't they do that, don't tell me that those guys in human skin still know what to call moderation or mercy, why haven't they rushed in and killed everything that gasped?" the Count reacted quickly, and at once grasped the key point in Wu Qi's words. That is, those who are as strong as skin, why should they negotiate a deal with the fragile human tribes.

And this question was not answered by the shaman, and the mage, who was leaning on the side, spoke softly, "Because of the way of blessing." These tents, like the Dragon's Blood Trail, were protected by the Path of Blessing when they were erected, and evil and filthy things were not allowed to enter at will. However, this kind of defense shouldn't be able to stop the plurality of skinners, right?"

"It really can't be stopped. Wu Qi nodded, acknowledging the limitations of the defenses he had built, "But those blasphemers will be seriously injured if they force their way through the Blessed Path, the kind that they can't repair even if they eat up all the people of the Shale Tribe." However, they can still cause us problems, and the cattle and sheep will not live long if they do not graze. Without cattle and sheep, people would not live long. They can besiege us to death. Fortunately, none of the blasphemers are willing to stay in one place for too long, they are not willing to endure hunger. ”

"It's a compromise on both sides of us. The Ministry of Charle handed over the sacrifices, and the blasphemers sought someone else. It's not noble, but it allows my tribe and people to continue to exist here. The shaman's voice was not loud, and his tone was full of powerlessness and unwillingness. But he couldn't help it, the Skinners were too powerful for him and his people. And they also act in groups, which is incredible, those brutal monsters rarely appear in groups on such a scale, and it stands to reason that they should have fought each other a long time ago.

"A compromise deal, or a bargaining chip for conspiracy. Cheese said this very softly, and in Elven language, and no one present except Lothar could understand it, and the sound of similar and soft sighs was in fact a complete sentence. After saying this, the mage struggled to his feet, "Those bugs come back and deal with it, and the priority now is to go to the agreed place." It is not good for us to provoke the other person plainly. ”

Neither Lothar nor Atalanta had any objection to Cheese's claims, and they were ready to go to war with the Skinners if the situation called for it. Batu gritted his teeth and nodded after seeing that the female swordsman did not hesitate. Only Wu Qi was still the same, "You can just go." My body hasn't recovered yet. ”

The shaman said this, of course, not out of laziness or out of fear. The cold light that flickered on the Count and the swordsman's weapons and the battle intent in their master's eyes had revealed their intentions. In this case, Wu Qi's status would allow him to try to get the deal going through, even if he didn't approve of it himself. So, how can you avoid this situation? Not going is the best option. The reason for not participating in this meeting was that he was weak, so that whatever the outcome of the negotiations between the cheese and the others, it had nothing to do with the Schalle. As for whether the Skinned Man would be repelled by the Grey Robe and his companions, Wu Qi was not worried. Because the spirits told him that the mage in front of him had the means to deal with the skin-skinner.

"It's not safe for you to stay here. Come with us. The mage's strength left both his companions and the shaman a little stunned, though the loss of one less caster did make a difference. However, with Wu Qi's current state, it would not be wise to take him to the agreed location, and once the battle really began, the shaman would have no way to protect himself.

Atta tries to step up and try to dispel Cheese's idea, but Lothar stops him. The Grey Robe always has its own considerations, and that's what he's learned over the years with his cheese partner. Moreover, the Grey Robe's self-esteem does not allow them to tell their companions about the uncertain possibility before their guesses come true. It's arrogance, but it's harmless compared to the accuracy of their predictions. "Batu, go and help the shaman. The Count patted the latter on the shoulder, in favor of the cheese's opinion.

Wu Qi did not resist facing the embarrassed water antelope boy, he was very curious about the basis of Cheese's arrangement for him. Just thinking about it, he won't tell him if he asks the mage now. The group was quickly assembled, with Lothar and Atta carrying the sleeping patient, Batu and Shaman walking beside them, and Cheese finding a man-tall wooden staff from the tent and hanging the Breath of Dawn on it. Wu Qi looked a little reluctant, there was very little such wood on the grassland, and he had planned to carve the wooden staff into a totem of the spirits.

The fire in the tent was extinguished. In its place, there is a warm morning light. Dawn's Breath has a regulating function, and Cheese doesn't intend to make the lamp brightest from here, as that would cause it to be temporarily unusable due to overconsumption. Even so, the magical lantern of the dwarven craft had a stunning effect, and within fifty paces of the cheese, the mist was driven away by the light, and it could no longer obscure the view.

This was reassuring but also made the mage frown. Being able to be dispelled by this lamp indicates that the fog here is not naturally occurring.