The moment Blackburn explained the whole thing to the two, they decided not to get involved in this troublesome matter. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 But Freya, who couldn't get rid of it, didn't know how to speak to Blackburn, she only promised to help Warhammer make some grenades. Blackburn looked at the two of them expectantly, believing that their presence would effectively restrain the mad warhammer and keep him from doing anything too dangerous.

"I think it's up to you to figure it out. Carl saw Freya's trouble, and stepped forward to speak to Blackburn.

Blackburn hung his head in disappointment, but he didn't mean to blame the two of them. "As I can guess, you must be tired. Indeed, you should not be involved in this matter that has nothing to do with you. ”

"I'm sorry, Eugene, but we do have something else to do. Freya said apologetically.

"Don't worry, if Maffeo had been with us, I don't think it would have been that bad. Blackburn turned his head away and looked in the direction of the guild. "Hopefully he can stop the warhammer from doing something that would kill him, and that's about the life of that Warhammer guy. ”

"He can take care of himself, Eugene, don't be too anxious. Karl began. "Indeed, on the face of it he is a reckless guy who hardly understands strategy. But in reality, this was not the case, and he had always done so after careful consideration, just as he had detected the presence of Kahlert's intelligence agent near the second spine. It's just that he doesn't think the same way as we do. Carl raised his index finger and drew a circle next to his temple. "I think you can understand that, right?"

Blackburn nodded, "I see, thank you for enlightening me, Carl." ”

"You're welcome. Carl picked up a cigarette and walked straight into Kelly's shop, then glanced at Freya, who immediately spoke to Blackburn. "Go back first, Eugene, and I'll give it to Warhammer myself when I'm done making the grenade. ”

"I wish you all the best. Blackburn raised his hand and turned away.

Waiting, like something that is bound to come, is moving on a predetermined track. However, Blackburn didn't know what to do at this point, he wanted to go to the Spearhead Tavern to find the Warhammer, but he wanted to go to the Guild to find Maffeo. A paradox appears on the street of Huttonmar, and Blackburn stops on the fork in the road where he decides to meet one of the guys. Then, unexpectedly, he found Evie standing in front of him - the other party was just like him, an unexpected encounter.

"Your reaction was quieter than I expected, what is that Mr. Mask up to?" Evie asked with a smile.

Blackburn coughed awkwardly, "Well, considering that we're on different paths after all, Warhammer doesn't think cooperation is necessary. ”

"And what do you think?" Evie saw through Blackburn's thoughts, he was really like a "minion" that Warhammer teased. As long as he was with him, Blackburn didn't seem to have the right to make up his mind about things.

"Why do you ask this all of a sudden?" said Blackburn, who didn't want to answer directly.

"Nothing, just a little curious......" Evie smiled and shook her head.

"I always thought that after all that I went through that I would grow up, just like Maffeo, the blonde ghost swordsman. But I found out that I was wrong, and I couldn't have been more wrong. When Warhammer returned to me, I found it a habit to rely on him. Blackburn sighed, still choosing to say what he really thought. He has never been wary of any stranger, even if the other person may be a villain.

"A lot of people have a problem. Evie laughed. The answer to this question will always be in each person. If you can understand me, maybe you will be able to find your place. ”

"I'll try. Blackburn nodded with difficulty.

"Well, I'll see you later. Also, I'd like to say......" Evie said as she turned around and took a step. "If you can, I hope you don't do anything reckless, because that's what happens to many children. With that, she walked away quickly.

Blackburn stood still, stunned for a moment, and then he realized what Evie was referring to. For these clerics, even with limited contact, they can quickly see parts of a person's true nature, just as they can easily pull out the impostor from the crowd. Blackburn certainly didn't want Warhammer's reckless actions to affect the Order's actions, and the other party's words were definitely not alarmist. When Warhammer wreaks havoc, the fate of those children can become truly uncertain.

It was like a chance for Blackburn to finally decide to go to the Spearhead Tavern to find Warhammer, the guy must be flirting with Andrea right now, which he thought was a sure thing. Otherwise, he would never have gone to that scumbag-owned tavern. Thinking of this, Blackburn was happy again, because Warhammer had finally found something that interested him in addition to mechanics and explosions. Although so far, Blackburn has not been able to fully understand Warhammer.

Warhammer lifted the half-filled farrobe bay red goblet so that Mr. Carter behind the counter was in a straight line with the cup, and then he looked through the ruby red of the cup to observe Mr. Carter's blurred and distorted face in the light. Warhammer thought, that would be for him. Then, not gracefully at all, he drank half a cup of Farowan dry red.

Mr. Carter says that Warhammer doesn't want to get a drop of wine here, but Warhammer gets almost the best Faroe Bay dry red in all of Hutton Marr, and it tastes no less than Sothya's elf wine. Well, that's thanks to Andrea, otherwise, he might not really get a drop here. Mr. Carter has become a complete bastard in the eyes of Warhammer, a shitty shit, and a troublemaker for everything.

Although the Faroe Bay Dry Red here wasn't enough to surprise Warhammer, if it weren't for the last time Andrea gave him a bottle of Angeli, Warhammer would have thought that the only thing of value in the Spearhead Tavern was the bottles of Faroe Bay Red that Mr. Carter treasured. In addition to this, he thinks that even beggars don't want to drink the wine here.

"Oh, my beautiful Andrea, now I'm starting to miss Angeli. Warhammer grabbed Andrea's hand, which was holding the empty tray ready to serve the other guests, and spoke in a tremolo.

Andrea threw a charming smile back at Warhammer, "Are you drunk, sweetheart?"

Warhammer "Sweetheart...... choked on Andrea's words, and he was rarely "defenseless" as he is now. His actions made Andrea's smile thicken, and she pulled her hand between Warhammer's hands, extended her index finger, and gently lifted Warhammer's chin. "Wait here, sweetheart. ”

"I'm willing to do anything. Warhammer spread his hands and said in an intoxicated tone.

Mr. Carter, on the other hand, stared at the Warhammer from behind the counter with eyes full of hatred, as if he were looking at an enemy. The two were destined to go head-to-head from the moment they first met, but alas, Warhammer would be the winner. "Let me see what you're going to do when the guys' stronghold is completely wiped out? Mr. Carter, you have a long sword hanging over your head, a very sharp one. Warhammer whispered, once more filling the goblet with half a cup of Farowan Dry Red.