"So, you beat up the Soul Keeper's patriarch yesterday, and then killed nearly half of the wizards of the Dark Lion Secret Order by the way?"

When Cheese returned to the Crimson Blood Tavern with Jack the next morning, he summed it up. Sitting in front of the mage were Roland and One-Eye, and Lothar had been helped back to rest by the networms. The Earl had been tired last night.

"Is this what you call a mage, I think he looks more like an idiot!hahahaha!" said Lightning Bolt, bouncing around the table, pointing at Cheese's face and laughing. Then this crazy little guy was bounced off the table by the mage with a casual finger in Roland's helpless expression. These dwarves always find the quickest way to die.

"Looks like you're getting along well with your new friends?" Cheese picked up his glass and took a sip of the liquid.

"It depends on how you define the word nicely. Roland also took a sip of the wine glass, but unlike the cheese's honeyed wine, the old man drank his own medicinal tea. In Roland's words, only by relying on this thing can he accompany these young people to such nonsense.

"I don't think the Edward patriarch would like the way Count Lothar greeted him with a hammer. One-Eye grumbled, shaking the hammer that was resting next to the table with his hand.

"It doesn't matter, it's just a bunch of ghouls. Cheese shrugged, "While the Soul Keeper can play a positive role in the war, as you said last night, things have changed. Now they are seeking refuge in us, and from the very beginning, there was no equal cooperation. ”

"Sounds like you had something interesting last night?" Roland could see the change in cheese, and the current mage felt very confident. Moreover, his attitude towards the dark inhabitants of these royal capitals has also changed from trying to fight for it before to being dispensable now.

"So to speak. Cheese laughed as he flicked the lightning bolt that had managed to climb onto the table again.

"By the way, aren't you going to introduce this gentleman next to you?" Roland gestured with his eyes to Jack, who was gnawing on the steak at the other end of the table. The latter had been hungry all night and now didn't care much about anything other than food.

"This is an old friend of mine. In this war, he will stand firmly with me. Cheese made a grand gesture with his hand, "He is the head wolf of the only wolfwalker clan in the Greylion Kingdom, Mr. Alexander." But you can call him Jack. ”

Hearing the mage's introduction, Roland looked like he was. He had already heard Cheese say that there was a Wolfwalker in his original team, and although he hadn't seen anyone else in Cheese's team yet, it was no wonder that Cheese had confidence in his own combat power when a werewolf joined. As a well-traveled being, Roland knew the value of wolfwalkers to this kind of war in the dark, and even if there was only one, they were the most terrifying killing machines.

"Wolfwalker?" One-Eye was startled by the famous dark creature, but she quickly calmed down when she thought of last night's experience, "Well, at least the wolf looks much more pleasing to the eye than the ghoul from last night." ”

"No, no, no, even among ghouls, old Edward is the ugliest of all! because he's so old!" said Lightning as he struggled to climb up to the table with difficulty along Roland's clothes.

"Speaking of which, what are you going to do with these two guys?" The people in Roland's mouth were naturally the two dark lion wizards who were rescued by Lothar, although the old man knew that this kind of wild wizard was probably of little value in front of the cheese, but he still wanted to know the mage's intentions.

"Those two ......" Cheese hesitated slightly, he didn't have any idea what to do with the unlucky pair, "Anyway, ask them why they broke into the venue last night." I don't think they're really enemies, but it would be foolish to say that they are suing for peace. ”

"It's stupid! it's stupid!" exclaimed, Lightning danced on the table. For it, as long as someone can be sarcastic, it doesn't care who the sarcastic person is.

Cheese rolled his eyes at the dwarf's noise, and with a wave of his hand, a glass of sweet honey water flew from the bar to the table. As soon as the lightning smelled the honey, it didn't care about anything else, it hugged the wine glass, and drank the liquid inside in one gulp. Then he burped and fell asleep on the table.

"Finally quiet. One-Eyed let out a long breath, and she was also the head of the noisy elf.

"Rest early, too. We're going to be busy. Cheese drank the honey from the cup and said.

"So, is there finally going to be war?" Roland heard what he meant from the mage's words, and the old man raised his eyes and asked.

"yes, it's time for this battle. Cheese stood up with his hands on the table.

"As I walked away from the witch today, Lady Aemia told me something. She said that the raven's eyes saw that the scope of the plague had expanded again. And, she saw some very bad things. ”

"Very bad, how bad can it be, and what cities have fallen?" asked One-Eye, the worst-case scenario she remembered was that the plague had spread to a wider area.

However, the news that Cheese heard was far worse than that. The mage frowned and said in a very serious tone.

"How bad can it be? All I can say is terrible. If Aemia's spell didn't go wrong, then she did. Those rat people began to reproduce on their own. ”

Hearing Cheese's words, One-Eye didn't realize the seriousness of the matter, but Roland almost jumped.

"What? you said the nezumi could reproduce on their own!" the old man's gaffe had never appeared even when facing the dark inhabitants of the chamber. Now the man who had been calm seemed to hear the sound of the sky falling.

"Yes, although there are still very few of them. But I think they're really starting to breed. Moreover, their growth cycle is frighteningly short. The mage nodded with a heavy face. He didn't look much better than Roland this morning when he learned the news.

You know, no matter how many monsters you turn into because of the plague, there are only a limited number of them. Even if the plague could perfectly transform all the infected, the number of nezumi would not be exaggerated. But when these blood-eating monsters start to really multiply like rats...... Everything is different. This means that as long as enough food can be found, there will be no limit to the number of nezumi people! they will devour the land they pass by like locusts, and use all the nutrients in the land to increase their population.

From this time on, the Nezumi plague truly threatened all living beings on this continent. It threatens even more than the legendary armies of the dead. After all, the number of dead depends on the living, but the nezumi don't need bones to increase their companions.

"That's really, worst news. Roland muttered.