In Ai Lulu's eyes, Brother Jiang Ember belongs to the kind of omnipotent existence.

Although she is a druid of the "Forest Pastoral Society", she is quite accomplished in herbalism.

But she still couldn't do anything about Kassandra's strange symptoms.

I can only make some condensed herbs to help relieve the symptoms.

Over the course of the year, Ellulu had watched Kassandra's form deteriorate.

If she continues like this, she will ...... sooner or later Completely become a monster with no humanity.

And Ginger Ember is probably the only one who can save Kassandra.

Kassandra shook her head at Ellulu's concern.

She glanced at her right arm and said in a firm tone:

"My condition is not curable with medication, and telling him is only adding to his troubles."

"Yes...... But."

"Alright, Ellulu."

Kassandra said as she reached out and patted Ellulu's little head and smiled:

"Recently, our strength has been progressing very fast, maybe as my strength grows stronger, the influence of body demonization will gradually decrease?"

Although the knight said so, in fact she had no confidence in it.

Seeing Ellulu departing with the medicine bowl, Kassandra sat down on the bed and reached out and touched the saber beside the bed.

This dragon steel sword was a gift from Kassandra when she was born, and it was a powerful weapon that only the children of the Canglong royal family could have.

The world's hardest star silver is melted by fiery dragon's breath, and then forged and tempered by the finest craftsmen for months.

The dragon steel sword forged in this way is light and sharp to use, and it will never be curled or worn out even after countless battle formations.

It's a pity that although Longgang will not wear out, humans will.

And the wear and tear that Kassandra experienced is very much imaginable.

Stroking the dragon steel sword that was born on the same day as herself, Kassandra couldn't help but whisper:

"Man, if one day I can't wave you again...... I hope someone will use you to end my suffering."

Her voice was soft, but the sword that was attached to her seemed to tremble slightly when she heard it.

As to whether the tremor was in response to its master's request, or whether it was powerless, only it knew what it could do.

It's in this atmosphere that is covered in grim air.

The day passed quickly.

With the dew of the next morning, the earth fell.

The important day that Hannibal had been talking about for many days had finally arrived.

He had risen early that day, and had arrived early in the morning at the familiar tavern in Neverwinter.

The tavern is open almost 24 hours a day, and occasionally someone has an all-night drink.

The gentleman with a monocle opened the curtain and entered, and said to the other waitress, "A glass of ice ale, a plate of chop pie with sweet fennel."

With that, he took out a silver taran and handed it over, saying that there was no need to make change.

For such generous guests, the waiters in the tavern are naturally very fond of it. ….

Large cups of cold ale and hot crumbs were quickly served.

Hannibal just sat by the window with a scarf around him, eating and drinking slowly.

With less than half an hour to go, he planned to enjoy his last meal.

After all, no matter whether things happen or fail after today, he will leave this Neverwinter Town and return to the City of Mist.

And if he can bring back the object of his choice, Hannibal will surely rise to a high position in the guild.

He may even become the president of the Kirist Cooking Association one day and enjoy the glory of being favored by the gods.

Hannibal's eyes narrowed slightly at the thought of that bright future.

But he knew that nothing could be thought of too smoothly.

Because those who do their job are called accidents if there are no accidents.

Especially this time, he had to sneak into the territory of the Night's Watch, and the risk was naturally amazing.

But it doesn't matter, Hannibal didn't go alone.

The guild has sent him a lot of covert help, and if necessary, he can forcibly seize it.

With this in mind, Hannibal slowly finished his last meal of chop pie.

He then gracefully left the tavern and came to the town gate to the east of Neverwinter.

Early in the morning, a carriage and two men were already waiting for the gentleman.

When I saw the full wagon and two of his helpers.

Hannibal smiled slightly, walked over and waved at them:

"Good morning, are you ready for the best day of your lives?"

"Of course, Mr. Hannibal."

The young man standing on the left side of the carriage, Jiang Yan smiled at him and said with a smile:

"About the reward we said earlier......

"Don't worry, since I entrusted you with the work, the reward will naturally not be less."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hannibal took out two shiny gold dollar scrolls and handed them into the hands of Jiang Ember and Tai Qiong.

In the vast majority of cases, large purchases of money will be traded using gold dollar rolls.

Each gold dollar scroll has a special rune that cannot be copied, and you can cash it out on the spot when you bring it to the corresponding bank.

What Hannibal brought with him today was the gold dollar roll of the world's most reputable "Blackwater Chaebol".

As long as anyone who knows a little about this name knows, it is absolutely impossible for this gold dollar scroll to be exchanged for cash.

After all, the "Blackwater Chaebol" is the largest and richest trading group in the world, and even surpasses the five major countries in terms of the power of money.

So, looking at the black water chaebol Jin Yuan scroll with a thousand gold talans written on it, Uncle Taiqiong couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Obedient...... When in my life have I seen so much money.

Although Uncle Taiqiong knew that he was acting with Jiang Ash.

But after all, the money in hand is real, and few people can remain calm in front of such a large amount of money.

And Jiang Yan on the side first put it in the sun and took a deep look when he got the money.

Then he put it in front of his nose and took a big breath of sweet breath, and then smiled contentedly:

"With this money, I can go and ask for a lot of beautiful ladies, hahahahaha."

...... This guy is really useless, and he takes the money and wants to ask for a wife.

But it's just a young person who grew up in such a small town, so I guess that's all there is to it.

After secretly despising Jiang Ember for a while, Hannibal looked at the carriage and nodded:

"Alright, two gentlemen, you've got your reward in advance, it's time to take me up the mountain."

"Ah, of course, please."

After getting the money, Jiang Ye's gaze at Hannibal became even hotter.

Together with Tai Qiong, he respectfully opened a box at the back of the van and helped Hannibal into it.

"Mr. Hannibal, the road may be a little bumpy when you go up the mountain for a while, but bear with me."

"It's okay, don't worry about this little thing, let's go."

At Hannibal's urging, Uncle Tejon closed the lid of the box and pressed some heavy objects on it.

Finally, he and Jiang Ember glanced at each other, and the two nodded to each other, and then drove the carriage along the familiar road towards the long-lost monastery.

And a big show....... It finally kicked off from this moment.

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