"There are other things you can do to help," Bruella, the registrar, told them. Her voice was a little nervous, and her eyes kept looking at the door.

Both Warlock and Awesome Dude were in good spirits, but Warlock couldn't help but look out, wondering what she was looking at. All he saw was the disgusting, slimy sock lying in the dirt.

"There's a supply convoy on the way to Ainbeck," Brueira continued. "Because it's a dangerous route in the mountains, they're looking for help from outsiders. They were converging at a small outpost half a mile from the fortress. Go there and find Louie. ”

Quest received: Talk to Louie at Outpost 12

"Huh?" Sef almost choked on his own saliva. Louis? What a funny name! He tried not to laugh, but finally coughed. The handsome guy looked at him curiously.

Louis!

Sev clutched his stomach, and suddenly it was hard to hold back the laughter because of how heavy Morch was. Laughter in the bay. Maybe that's it. His sanity finally collapsed. He's broken.

"What's the matter?" Thunderclouds appeared in Blue's expression.

Sev coughed, barely resisting the urge to laugh. "No?"

"Okay," she snapped. "Now, both of you get out of here and take your stench with you."

"Do you think she's particularly grumpy?" Shadow asked. "Someone her off."

"Who?". He's pretty sure it's the slime that bothers Blue, but he's curious to know what "Awesome Dude" thinks.

"I don't know, maybe her boyfriend did something that made her angry."

As they walked towards one of the main roads of the two bridges, Bruges,

A few people evaded

They walked by, their noses wrinkled. Everyone frowned, very embarrassed. He really had to do something with his clothes.

"Anyway," the handsome guy stopped abruptly, "I have to quit now." ”

Depressed. "Already? But you've only been online for less than an hour. ”

"I'm sorry." The shadow looks shy. "I have an exam to study. I promised my dad that I would only play for an hour tonight. ”

"Ahh Seif wanted to know what it was like to have a parent who cared about his children about his studies. Awesome, dude is so lucky. "Then you'd better go study, I think."

"Yes. See you tomorrow, okay? ”

"Of course."! He watched as the awesome guy exploded in a burst of white sparks.

Once again, he was alone. He felt tired, and despite his physical exhaustion, his body could go on forever.

He noticed a nearby alcove with a bench in it and walked over. His clothes were flattened like a cat, making him shiver as he sat and made him shiver. Yes, he really has to fix this as soon as possible.

It is best to strip naked and quit because when he returns, he will be completely clean. The only problem is that when he returns, he will be naked. Ha.

Go get some change of clothes and head back to the house.

But before that, he wanted to see what skills he had acquired. Just as they wiped out the brain - this time he didn't die, he gained intelligence points, which brought him to level 24. He received a notification about the unassigned skills, so now he has his own time to check it out.

But as soon as the window opened, he was stunned. The same skills as before, now you can only choose three. He looked at them thoughtfully.

Unassigned skills

Level 24 Skills - Select one

Modify the treatment target to 30% HP. Cooldown: 9* secondsPurify - Heals the target for 10% of their health and provides a pure buff for 10 seconds. The amount of treatment received is doubled.

Ionization - Summon the power of lightning to attack your target. Cooldown: 13* seconds

*Due to Wisdom ≥ 20, the cooldown time has been slightly reduced.

Originally, he could choose one at level 22, but now he is at level 24, so does he have to choose one for every two levels? With four skills, this means that he will most likely be able to choose all of them by the end.

His first instinct was to opt for purification, as the additional healing abilities would be very good. It's convenient, but if he can choose later......

He clicked on ionization. Why not go ahead and learn cooler skills first?

You've learned the skill: ionization

He smiled. The more lightning bolts he can throw, the better. The next time he saw Jeffrey, the little monster wouldn't stand a chance.

Now there was nothing to delay, he touched the teleportation ring and chose the family mansion as his destination.

His world turned to snow. In the blink of an eye, the snow had melted and swirled away, and he was standing in the courtyard of the yarn house.

It's already night. This is strange because the two bridges are still daytime at this time. He shrugged his shoulders and threw his head back.

Stars sparkle against a deep purple background. A breeze stroked his cheeks and ruffled his hair. He lowered his gaze and looked at the dark shape of the house in front of him.

Glowing blue crystals on both sides of the door illuminate the path. Sev took a deep breath, lowered his chin, and strode forward. It's time to put an end to this. All he had to do was do two simple things:

Step 1: Change your clothes without anyone seeing.

Step 2 Avoid Willen.

Still, he was pretty sure the teenager wouldn't try to kill him now. He was not seen in the two bridges, so it might just be an empty threat.

A new idea ∴

What if he just brings himself to the plate when he comes back? Perhaps the whole family will stand aside and cheer as Veyron happily slits his throat. "Oh my God." A somewhat familiar woman stood in front of him. Her long black braids were draped over her shoulders, and silver braids ran through the black braids.

Sef was grateful for the floating names and recognized her as Chaya. The last time he saw her, she was cleaning the courtyard.

He smiled hesitantly. "Hello."

Her eyebrows raised as she looked him up and down. Then she snorted. "You're such a mess."

"yes, I'm sorry." He's probably messing up the floor just by standing here.

"Willen!" She roared, so loudly that he fell to the ground in shock. "Come down, kid!"

Did Willen really come here? Nonsense. He should stay in the city.

"It's okay," he told her. "Willen doesn't need to come."

"Nonsense." Char pursed her lips. "You're being taken care of by Willen, aren't you?"

Under his care? Sef was taken aback and dumbfounded. What did she mean by that? He doesn't need a babysitter! He can take care of himself, thank you very much-

"What's that?" The boy's familiar voice came. It sounds faintly annoyed.

He looked cautiously to the back of the main room, where Veron was leisurely walking down the stairs.

He was followed by another man.

"Okay," Chaaya greeted. Then she gestured to Seif, her face furrowed. "What is this?"

Willen stepped down and stepped into his shabby clothes. stairs and dilapidated stone floors. His gaze swept towards Seif, the corners of his mouth slightly raised. "Finally came back alive, right?"

Sev couldn't help but twitch. He could still see Veron lungs lunging at him, the knife slipping out of its sheath and falling into the boy's hands. It happened so fast that there was no time to react. It would have been easy for Wei Long to kill him.

He watched as Veron approached, each step moving in a fluid, rhythmic motion, leaving no sound. That's how predators move, Sev thought to himself,

An irrational panic may prevail. He's not going to kill me here, is he? Chaaya took a sharp breath, her gaze sharpening, scanning them. But before she could speak, the man behind Veron reached out and grabbed Veron's shoulder. His fingers curled up and plunged deep into it, and Veron stopped, frowning.

"That's enough." The man said softly.

Wei Long immediately became motionless, and all the smiles on his face disappeared. If anything, he seemed nervous.

"Now," the man let go of his hand, putting it back to his side. Weilon didn't move. The man stood up beside Velon so he could face both Chaya and Seif.

"Tell me what's going on."

The man's name appears above his head: Batine.

The man looked serious, with angular features, dark eyes narrowed, and black hair combed back into a short ponytail. His presence exudes danger, as if he himself were a gleaming blade ready to attack.

"Nothing." Veron finally replied.

"Really?" Bartin's tone was gentle. However, Seif felt the blade getting closer. He shuddered. Chaya's gaze moved between them, then nodded, and crept to a side room. Obviously, she was happy to leave the matter to Bartin.

"Yes," Weilon said cautiously. He looked at Severance like he was looking at a puppy who had just on the ground. "It was a tough experience, but we succeeded in the end."

Lie! Although he was deeply dissatisfied, he did not dare to speak. And that's not all. It's also about the little action of Weilon. Although it didn't really hurt him, he still didn't want to be murdered by his own people.

"Then why does our therapist seem scared of you?"

"What?" Wei Long looked surprised.

At the same time, Sef exclaimed, "I didn't ——! ”

"What did you do, Willon?" Batin interjected, and he turned his head to meet the boy's face. A flash of light flashed on the blade, and Wei Long visibly swallowed.

He hesitated. A mistake, as Batin suddenly turned his attention to Sef.

Suddenly, the knife was retracted from its scabbard, and there was only a comforting calm in Bartin's entire expression. The change came so suddenly, so unexpectedly, and ❗ shockingly

Who the hell is this guy?

Batin said. "Tell me what's going on."

Sev glanced at Vellon. The boy glared back gloomily. Telling the truth might make him even angrier. But Batin was even more terrifying than Verlon, so Sev made an honest choice.

"He killed me when we walked out of the dungeon."

"Thank you," Batin said. When he turned to face Weilon, the knife was revealed again, flashing with an evil light. thirsty for blood. "Okay. You're a fool. ”

At the very least, Veron wisely appeared to be repentant. He lowered his head. "I have no intention of hurting him," he whispered.

"It doesn't matter what you mean." Bartin said coldly. "Your actions speak for themselves. What you have done is unforgivable. ”

Wei Long raised his head, a sad look on the corner of his mouth. "I'm just having some harmless fun. There was practically no way he could die. ”

"But he can choose to leave our family." Ba's voice was gentle, but his eyes were gloomy.

"Well, we can't accept another outsider. This is our only chance. And your childish behavior is likely to cost us dearly. Do you understand? ”

Even if he did choose to leave, the veil of madness would not allow him to leave. So what Batin said is not entirely true. Weilong didn't know this.

"Yes," Weilon sighed calmly. His shoulders were slumped and his posture was soft. "I'm sorry."

Barting frowned. "You can go back to the dormitory, and we'll discuss this with Agadi later."

Without saying a word, Wei Long slipped away. He walked up the stairs in the distance and slipped into the shadows like a ghost.

"I have to apologize," Batin told him. "It's not our family style."

"It's okay,"

He glanced at the stairs, his thoughts complicated. One part of him is happy to see this guy in trouble, but the other part is guilty of getting him into trouble.

"It's not good. I assure you, it won't happen again. ”

This is just too much. Tiredness tugged at him. He didn't want to talk about it anymore.

To change the subject, he took out two pieces of Amaurite crystal and Krask leather. Suddenly, a rancid smell came to his nostrils, making him grin. Right. He had forgotten about it. He resisted the urge to cover his nose and handed it to Bartin.

"Here. From the dungeon. Can you give it to Oren? ”

Bartin looked down at the objects, his brow furrowed slightly. Then he carefully took them from his hand, his fingers gripping them tightly as if he was worried that they would slip off. "I will. Are you going to stay for a while? ”

In fact, it was almost an hour before him, but he was feeling tired. So he shook his head. "No need, I'll clean it up first, and then I'll go."

"Wise," Barting agreed.

Sev wasn't sure if he meant cleaning up or leaving. Either way, he didn't want to stay too long in this unsettling presence. He fled to the laundry room, feeling the sharp gaze follow him.