In the dead of night, Anglo had already left the land of spells with John.

Finding a clearing and finding some firewood from nearby, Anglo yawned and lay by the campfire, quietly watching the burning fire, while John was still in a coma.

It is a very dangerous thing to make a fire in the wild in the dark night, because it will attract other fierce beasts, but if the strength is strong enough, it is another matter, the beasts not only will not come close but will desperately stay away, the breath on Anglo's body gives them a great deterrent, and the slightest intelligence will not pass, so as always, the surrounding trees are quiet, only the wood burning in the campfire makes a crackling sound.

"Hey, you're awake, aren't you? No need to put it down. ”

Sudden voices in a quiet environment.

After about a few seconds, John, who was lying on the ground, reluctantly opened his eyes, in fact, he had already woken up, thanks to the equipment on his body and his own strong recovery power, he could wake up so quickly.

"When did you find out?"

"When you first woke up."

Anglo said leisurely, and John sat up straight.

"Let's get straight to the point, do you have anything to do with me?"

John just couldn't figure this out, and for what reason he brought an unknown person to such an inaccessible wilderness, John couldn't figure out why.

"Ah~, don't worry, I naturally have something to do with you, and after I figure it out, I'll let you go back."

Yawning, Anglo said calmly, but his meaningful eyes made John a little uncomfortable, and he always felt as if he knew something.

"You're actually an undead, aren't you?"

This sentence directly made John's pupils widen, hesitated for a long time, and said, "How did you know my identity?" My disguise should be perfect. ”

"Smell, my nose is sharper than anyone's, the smell of the living and the dead can be brought from the wind, the smell of your body is not the living, but the stench of the dead, even if you put on human skin, you still can't cover up the smell, the first time we met, I was suspicious, after a fight with you, I am more certain."

Anglo smiled, picked up the twig and carried the bonfire, and that look seemed to see through everything: "You haven't shed a drop of blood, this is your deadliest point, how can a person not have blood, isn't it strange?" ”

John was lost in thought, Anglo was right, it was he who had ignored this point of human blood, and it was so suspicious that no blood had escaped from such an injury.

"So, what do you want to do to me? Walk for the sky? ”

John looked at Anglo with blazing eyes, he didn't plan to beg anyone for mercy, now that his identity was known, there was no way to escape from this guy's hands, compared to this kind of thing, he would rather die openly, but the unfinished regret in his heart always made him unable to let go.

"No, no, no, I don't have this interest, and I don't plan to do it, but I still want you to live."

Anglo's words were amazing, so that John didn't know whether to believe him or continue to doubt him, in short, John would not think that there was such a good thing, the undead are the existence of everyone in the whole world, how could there be human beings who are not like this, this is too strange.

"What exactly is your purpose? I explained in advance that I wouldn't do anything unreasonable for you, and that I would kill or kill you. ”

"Haha, you're such an interesting guy!"

Anglo burst out laughing as he heard John's words, and sure enough, he thought the same.

"Laugh, laugh at you MB!"

Holding the psychology of breaking the jar, John took his broken arm back and looked at him with contempt.

Anglo asked nonchalantly: "What are you doing here in this academy, shouldn't you return to the immortal country in the north, what are you doing in this kind of place?" ”

It stands to reason that the dead will subconsciously move towards the undead country in the north, where is their hometown, and it is also the largest country where the dead gather, John will be here, but he is somewhat surprised.

"Why should I tell you? If you want to kill me, can you hurry up?! I'm busy! ”

John said, clasping his nostrils.

Anglo snorted and said, "Are you undead going to die?" ”

"Yes, I'm looking for death, begging to be killed!"

John decided to be so stubborn, he is also a lich anyway, even if he dies, he will die with dignity, this sword saint is simply planning to let himself confess everything and then kill him, hehe, is he a person who will give in because of this threat, impossible!

"It seems that if I don't give you a little bitterness, you won't say it."

Anglo sat upright from his lying position, picked up the scabbard at his waist, shook it in his hand, and looked at John with a threatening look.

John smiled and fearlessly raised his middle finger at him, even if he couldn't read it, it didn't matter, he had made up his mind.

"Well, forget it, you guy is really stubborn, if you don't say it, you won't say it."

It can be seen that John has made up his mind not to say anything, Anglo has seen the eyes of this kind of person, no matter how severely tortured he will not say it, and he can only give up regretfully.

Just when John was still wondering what this guy wanted to do, Anglo's next sentence made John doubt life again.

"Are you interested in becoming a Juggernaut?"

"Poof!" A mouthful of old blood spurted out, and John wondered if his ears had heard it wrong, this guy in front of him, this man, the famous Sword Master, actually said to him this implied sentence?!

Do you want to take him as an apprentice? Or is there another intention?

No matter how you look at it, I think it's the second kind.,How can there be such a good thing in the world.,The reason why he asked himself is probably just a simple question.,It's like a person who meets a person who has a good conversation and will ask you if you like to eat XX.,There's no other reason.。

Stabilizing his mind, John said, "No, I don't want to be a Juggernaut at all!" ”

"I see."

After Anglo, who was talking to himself, stopped talking, as if he was thinking about something, which made John have a sense of fidéral.

What the hell is this guy trying to do!

John is going crazy about this problem, whether he wants to kill or not, whether he wants to let go or not, what do you want to do!?

"It's decided!"

For a long time, Anglo seemed to have decided something, he looked at John and said, "It seems to be quite an interesting thing to let an undead be a sword master, and I can't help myself with excitement when I think about it!" ”