Ranaya felt the tent behind her close, and lifted the guardian cloak that held the potion bottles.

At the same time, she saw Gondor pull out a delicate green-handled knife from the pocket of his coat.

The coat pocket was only the size of a palm, but the length of the long knife was held in the hand of a standing man, and the tip of the knife could reach the ground.

Without looking into how Gondor's pocket did this, Lanaya could tell at a glance that it was a good knife, perhaps of the same grade as her own glittering dagger.

But...... Lanaya felt that no amount of weapons would be a burden to her, the Sword of the Sky had been used well, and she had to keep the glittering dagger at her waist in case she needed it, and if she was given a knife, she would have to put it in her ring.

"I'll trade it for all these potions of yours. Gondor said, handing the long, green-handled knife called Yaksha, to Lanaya, and then pocketed all the potions on the ground.

"Eh......"

In a moment's effort, Lanaya wanted to regret it, not because she felt that she had lost money by exchanging potions for knives, but because she really didn't need it.

However, when Yaksha fell into her palm, she didn't want to give it to anyone again.

It's so light!

It was more than a point or two lighter than she had imagined, and it looked like a feather in her hand, but she could feel the real quality of the knife.

Not only did she feel that the knife was lightweight, but her whole body seemed to be lighter, and if Lanaya went out for a walk with it, she was worried that she would suddenly fly.

Lifting the scabbard, a touch of cold light appeared, the perfect mirror, tough material, sharp edge, slender blade, every detail interprets the perfection of this knife.

"This ......," Lanaya said, with a surprised expression. She couldn't understand why Gondor would give away such a good knife so casually.

"It's called Yaksha, a fish-man who sings very well. You can take it, I can't use such a long knife. Gondor said casually.

Gondor said that Lanaya can use it as if she was used to it, but Lanaya is used to using short cold weapons like him, and then throwing weapons, but now these Lanayas can be replaced by psionic energy.

However, Lanaya liked Yaksha from the bottom of her heart, so she accepted it, but she couldn't take it with her anymore, so she had to put it in the ring.

With such a good weapon, there must be someone who can really make it useful, and Gondor doesn't look like the kind of person who cares about such a trivial matter, and Lanaya thinks that when she meets the right person in the future, she will give it to the Yaksha, whether it is in exchange for money or goods, or as a personal favor.

"Actually, I'm quite afraid of death. Gondor said suddenly.

Lanaya glanced up at Gondor, and seemed to understand something, it is normal for people to be afraid of death after going through so much, otherwise Gondor would not have exchanged all the potions with her.

Gondor wanted to say something else, but it all turned into a series of incomparably long sighs, and then said, "Templar, did you get the assassination warrant on Motreti? ”

Lanaya nodded, took a folded sheet of paper from the ring, and handed it to Gondor.

The paper was pulled away by Gondor, and Lanaya's hands were empty, her eyes empty, but her heart was empty.

Seeing things and thinking about people, this time Motriti's assassination failed, and the contract order still fell into the hands of the enemy, shouldn't it end too well?

"This ......" Gondor stared carefully at the contents of the contract, his expression extremely serious, his brow furrowed deeply, and the sound of thinking inhaled from time to time between his teeth.

Lanaya took two steps to Gondor's side, reaching a position where she could see the text on the contract.

When she first saw these words, Lanaya also felt that something was wrong, although it was indeed a lingua franca, but the font was extremely strange, written like symbols.

"This is the handwriting of the Demon Man, isn't it ......?"

"The Mist?!"

"Whoa!" Lena exclaimed as the tent curtain was lifted.

Then, Lena's surprised expression slowly twisted, and her mouth curved into an almost semicircular arc.

From Lena's point of view, Lanaya felt like she was under a blanket with Gondor, and the two of them were so close...... How could it be so fast? Couldn't Gondor do that? I didn't hear any strange noises in it?

After Gondor was looked at by Lena for a while, Bilanaya was the first to react, first putting the contract order in Lanaya's hand, then turning around and picking up the clothes and putting them on his body, pulling the corners, and then putting on his coat, his movements were neat and casual, not panicked or pretentious, but his pants couldn't be solved, which made him still unable to stand up in front of the two women.

Anyway, Gondor felt that if Lena stared at him like this, he would be stared out of two holes.

With two more layers of clothing, at least the defense will increase a little bit.

"You know the Mistman?" Gondor's tone was so casual and casual, and it was only Lena who took it seriously, not him, so he didn't need to be nervous.

The tent was too small, and there were already two people in it, and no matter how much Lena could enter, Lena sat at the entrance of the tent and said, "I don't know, but I heard a little story about the underground world when I was a child." ”

Gondor took the contract from Lanaya's hand again, looked down, and continued, "My guess is that this contract was written by Abaddon, who is a knight from the Mist. ”

"Abaddon?!" Seventeen, who still had a piece of jerky in his mouth, crawled over and appeared at the mouth of the tent.

Gondor glanced at Seventeen: "Eat it." ”

"No, I'm going to listen!" Seventeen put on a childlike temper, but in terms of age, he could indeed be classified as a child.

Gangduo was helpless, mainly because he didn't have pants on, and there were still women here, so he couldn't even take Seventeen away in the past.

He continued: "I don't remember the specifics, Abaddon, but he became a Dire relic contractor a long time ago, but he only recently crossed paths with the Dire Alliance. It is likely that he wrote the contract, and I guess that if it is true, Motriti has a lot to do with him. ”

"I think Motriti must have been Abaddon's subordinate, you see, the contract was written by Abaddon, and he gave Mocretty murder and a bounty, and that's it. Lena glanced at the contract order and said, "I said, since it's useless to keep this piece of broken paper, let's burn it!"

"It doesn't have to be useless......" Gondor shook his head.

"Can't burn!" Ranaya shouted as Gondor spoke.

The remaining three were startled by the sudden shout, and Seventeen barely held on to the jerky.

The thought of the contract in their hands made it occur to Lanaya that Motriti was probably under unimaginable punishment, even though they certainly didn't have time to return it, and there was no point in returning it.

According to Lena's character, she should have rushed up to quarrel with Lanaya, and dared to sing against her fire magician, isn't she looking for death?

However, Lena seemed to have something on her mind, and she didn't react in any way, and when she heard Lanaya shout that she couldn't burn, she stopped where she was, didn't speak, and didn't do anything.

Gondor didn't have much of a problem with this, and most of the Dire things would be a scourge when put on him, so he threw them at Lanaya.

"Also, just because I allowed you not to kill Motriti doesn't mean you won't have to do it forever. If everybody thinks that, can we let Motridi continue to act recklessly and kill our people one by one? You can't go on like this......" Gondor shook his head earnestly and waved his hand to the others, "Let's go get something to eat first, I should also go out and walk." ”

Lena and Seventeen were outside, and when they got up, they were gone, leaving only Lanaya and Gondor in the tent.

Lanaya paused for a moment, nodded, and said softly, "I see." Then he got up and got out of the tent.

After Lanaya left the tent, Gondor didn't get up immediately, but sat still in a daze.

Although the contract order was given to Lanaya, how could he forget the content of it, and he was the one who wanted to kill.

How did the Dire people know his whereabouts? No one knew what was under his veil until he appeared in front of Seventeen, and he was able to remain invisible almost without pause, and even if someone saw through his invisibility by some means or his own special vision, they would all die at his hands.

Not to mention his whereabouts, he also knew that he had some of the latest information about the Dire Alliance. For example, which powerful forces have joined the Dire Alliance, and the armory has added a new artifact with great power.

The Dire men probably thought that if Gondor was allowed to return to Sunny Snow again, the information would not be saved, so they sent someone to assassinate him.

People are party, the invincible god of war in the material plane, the assassin of the original Phantom Veil, in front of Motriti's flickering, ghost-like body, whoever can hurt her once is considered a gift from the goddess of luck. Even before she could see her figure, she couldn't count the number of people in the same place.

Lena didn't know, it didn't mean that Gondor didn't know, the golden light shield that appeared on Motriti's body, that is, magic immunity, was an ability she possessed after absorbing the power of the Black Emperor's Staff. The artifact that frightened the mage was actually owned by the Dire, and Gondor still had an idea in his heart that he was not afraid of death, that is, to steal this black emperor staff, but unfortunately he had no guts.

Picking up his pants and putting them on, Gondor crawled out of the tent.

In the time he was thinking about life, everyone else had eaten the same, and there was no one to see Lena and Lanaya, only Seventeen was still by the fire.

"What about them?" asked Gondor, who had eaten a little of what Lanaya had brought, and was not too hungry, so he casually picked up the smallest skewer of dried meat on the cardboard in front of Seventeen.

"The deal went. Seventeen didn't lift his head, he was still eating, as if he had never eaten something so delicious.