At the thought of this, Jonah shuddered violently, and the glass that had just been filled with cold soju overflowed with crystalline liquor, and Master Basta gasped in distress. Long Shenlan asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing ......," the 17-year-old lowered his head, resisting the sudden feeling of fear, and tried his best to squeeze out a smile. He remembered that when he entered the door of the inn, Master Basta had said, "Jonah, can you ...... it" was nothing special in itself, and probably wanted him to find a way to provide lighting, but when he introduced himself in the carriage, Jonah told the two strangers that he was called "Asai". The fire magician could not have known his real name, and the word "Jonah" blurted out by accident was like a dusk drum and morning bell that woke the astrologer up: there was no other possibility, this man was a member of the Brotherhood, who had truly mastered his identity, just waiting for reinforcements or looking for an opportunity to do it!

"Why don't you eat? Don't be a picky eater at a young age. Why do you have a scarf over your face? I don't understand the kids these days. Master Basta squinted at Jonah.

"I ...... I have puscesses on my face, which will scare people. So...... It's moving. Jonah calmed down, picked up a piece of dried meat from the tray and tore it into four, slightly lifted the masked towel and stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it slowly. Compared to Western food culture, Orientals obviously pay more attention to what they put in their mouths, and this simple pork jerky is delicious, full of elasticity, and the delicious meat juices seep into the mouth when chewed, which can be called delicious. However, Jonah didn't have the heart to savor the food, he chewed nervously as he peeked at the magician opposite, fully prepared for an attack that might come at any moment.

Witt-Wittson also noticed his strangeness and threw him an inquiring look, but Jonah shook his head slightly, but did not respond. The most logical option now would be to end this eerie dinner, return to the room, and wait until the appointed moment to sneak out and meet the protector before making plans.

Master Basta took a glass of wine and drank it all, exhaled a mouthful of wine, and wiped his mouth with satisfaction: "It's still delicious oriental food, and now the little devils in my stomach are comforted a little, I hope tomorrow's dinner won't disappoint us, right...... Do you say, Brother Assai?"

"Yes, yes, who's to say it's not, Master Basda. Jonah replied with his head bowed, gritting his teeth quietly, - it was too late to remember the disguise, whatever you were planning, just be prepared...... It's a big deal!

Suddenly, a night breeze blew through the porch, dusting the floor, the small flickering flame on the table was extinguished, and the abandoned inn was plunged into darkness. Jonah immediately grabbed the staff and jumped up from the stool, and at the same time launched the defense on the belt Einmont, and the two magic arrays of speed, it was pitch black in front of him, the enemy could attack from any direction, and now activating the illuminated star array would only become a target for the enemy, so he could only remain on guard and wait patiently...... The thick night was suffocating, the air was full of stale smells, every speck of dust sucked into his nostrils was razor-sharp, and a 17-year-old could hear his heart thumping over the sound of night insects chirping in the grass outside.

"Don't move anyone!" Master Basta's roar suddenly rang out.

Jonah didn't move. He suddenly felt that the magician's voice sounded familiar, he must have heard it somewhere before, but it was slightly different from the ripples of the voice in his memory. Not only the enemy, but also the enemy he had come into contact with, the boy was even more determined in this thought, and he couldn't help but hold his breath and quietly move outward.

"Don't move anyone! I've been staring at that piece of meat, and only the one in the whole plate of meat is made of the best tenderloin, and it will surely move people to ascend to heaven! Whoever steals my meat while the black is stealing it, wash his neck and wait for death!" roared the fire magician.

"......" Jonah didn't expect this to happen, and didn't know how to react for a moment. Could it be that he miscalculated? Is he not an enemy? Or is he preparing some kind of trick?

"Fire mage, why don't you use a lighting spell?" a cold voice rang out, it was the voice of the man in black, Wittson.

"Smack!" A cluster of sparks burst out, briefly illuminating the space in the center of the room, and Master Basta was fiddling with the fire sickle and flint, and a large black face was reflected in the eerie light. Witt-Wittson appeared three yards away, a long folding cane appeared in his hand, making a defensive motion, and the face of Long Shen's scale appeared in the shadow behind the fire magician, and the famous sword "gluttony" was unsheathed by an inch, revealing a rusty black blade.

At this moment, the man in black glanced at the magic shield that appeared on Jonah's body and nodded, while Jonah looked at Long Shenscale, desperately signaling the little dragon not to act rashly, Long Shenscale's face was a little confused, not whether he understood Jonah's hint, and the magician was unconscious, staring at the flint fire sickle in his hand.

The sparks went out, darkness returned, and Jonah took a deep breath. The enemy did not take the lead, and if Long Shenlu rashly attacked, it would increase all these variables, and he only hoped that he would stop in time. The astrologer took two steps in the direction of the table, and heard the "click" of rubbing the flint continue.

"Smack!" Another cluster of sparks lit up, and Witt-Wittsen appeared to the right of Master Basta, holding up his folding cane high, as if he wanted to strike first, while Long Shenlu came to Jonah's side, holding his long sword, his expression even more puzzled. Jonah slammed into the black-clad man with a headache, wondering what the hell was going on tonight, and why was everything going in the direction of chaos?, the fire mage at the center of the storm still looked ignorant, muttering "It's better to burn down the house with fire magic, it's better to light a candle, and the coachman doesn't know how to bring a lime lamp, it's really a colorless bastard ......", his eyes didn't take off the gadget in his hand.

The spark is extinguished, and the darkness returns. Jonah felt so nervous that his life had been shortened by two years, he pulled the sleeve of Long Shen's scales beside him, pulled him back to the table, and groped his way to sit down, the simple proposition of "surviving this dinner" was a thousand times more difficult than he imagined, and he couldn't go to war until he figured everything out!

Finally a flickering flame appeared in the air, a warm orange glow lit up the room, Master Basta held a candle with both hands, carefully dripped the candle wax, fixed the candle on the table, looked at the tray, and laughed: "No one really stole my tenderloin......! Then you're welcome!" He picked up the dried meat and put it in his mouth, and chewed it up.

Witt-Wittson, Jonah and Long Shenlu were still sitting in their original positions, as if they had never moved, the eyes of the three of them crisscrossed the air, and no one could understand the meaning of the other two people for sure......

Forty minutes later, when the suppery dinner was finally over, Master Basta ate four rolls of oil cakes, a pound of dried meat, three shallots, and a whole pot of cold wine, and began to pick his teeth with a full burp, while the rest of the three were only preoccupied with simple filling. The magician picked up the candle and stood up, "Go upstairs to sleep, come with me, watch your steps, I won't be sad even if any of you fall to death, don't you say, Brother Assai?"

"Of course......," Jonah replied in annoyance.

The four men stepped up the rotten staircase, the planks creaking and the dust falling, but fortunately they did not collapse. There are four rooms on both sides of the corridor on the second floor, the windows are nailed, so it looks even darker, the two rooms on the left are hung with rusty iron locks, and the two rooms on the right are open, and the magician walks into the first room with thick dust, and shouts: "Yo, the coachman is quite good at being a man, and it seems that there is no problem with sleeping now." ”

There was a bed on the east side and a bed on the west side of the house, and although the bed was broken, the coachman Wang simply cleaned it, spread hay on it, and then laid a sheet, and it looked like a decent couch. Master Basta sat on the bed on the east side and stretched: "The meaning of travel is to eat and sleep! Since you have nothing to do, it is better to go to bed early, two children, you go to that room, this room belongs to adults." ”

"Good night, then. Jonah had been waiting for this sentence for a long time, and immediately pulled Long Shen's scales and turned to leave. Long Shen's scales slipped into the darkness of the second bedroom like a fish, and used his sword to pry open the wooden planks nailed to the window, and the faint starlight shone in, allowing the two to barely see each other's faces. Jonah closed the door, made sure no one was eavesdropping outside, and whispered to Xiaolong, "Mr. Wittson is the one who has come to help me, I will go out to meet him in a moment, please stay here to spy on Master Basda, but it is better not to fight...... There are so many things that I don't understand. ”

Long Shenlu nodded: "I know, Senior Jona, please be careful." ”

The two sat opposite each other in the room waiting for time to pass, and while they were thinking in the dark, an hour seemed quite a long time. “...... All right. When the appointed time finally came, Jonah put away the hourglass and stood up, "I'm leaving." ”

"Something calls out loud, I can hear you. ”

"Okay, I'm fine, it's buddy. ”

The astrologer cautiously pushed open the door and walked on tiptoe through the dark hallway, the moth-eaten wooden floor trembling beneath his feet, making him tremble every time he landed. It took him seven or eight minutes to sneak out of the hostel quietly, and walked to the opposite courtyard by the faint starlight, and when he turned the courtyard gate, a figure in black was standing quietly by the ancient well and waiting.

"You're finally here. ”