Chapter Eighty-Six: Who Laid the Table?
Lance thought to himself.
For being able to complete the bounty task, it is really a bit of a fluke and an accident!
But that's what he's supposed to earn!
Lance yawned, then pulled the wide collar of his cloak and tucked his entire neck in, looking cold.
"Yes, thanks to Uncle Singh for bringing us here, and I will definitely treat him to a drink tomorrow. ”
Ike said.
He still has some good feelings for this uncle, who loves to drink, brag, and warm-hearted.
Ike glanced at Lance, who seemed to feel a little cold even though he wasn't cold, and he shivered reflexively and gathered his cloak, but he didn't shrink his neck in.
At this moment, Liebert, who was walking side by side, suddenly stopped and asked in some surprise, "Someone brought you here?"
"yes, what's wrong?"
"Nothing, is it really just a coincidence?"
Liebert replied casually, the second half of the sentence almost inaudible, as if it were for himself.
Then he bowed his head and said nothing, and continued to walk, walking slowly forward.
It's just that his brows are tightly locked, as if he is thinking about something.
Rems didn't ask Liebert's somewhat inexplicable question.
For a while, everyone fell into silence, which made the atmosphere a little weird.
After walking for less than a bucket of smoke, Libert stopped again, and as if he had made a decision, he turned to look at Lance and Ike.
"I'm sorry, friend, please forgive me for being rude, I thought about it for a while, and I think it is still necessary to tell you, maybe this matter has something to do with you and us. ”
Libert said solemnly, in a very serious tone.
"Uh...... What's going on? Is it serious?"
Lance grinned, and the sudden seriousness made him feel a little uncomfortable.
"I told Jonathan to wait for me at the City Guard office, but he wasn't. ”
Libert thought for a moment and said slowly.
His voice was soft, but it was clear to everyone present.
Feel it carefully, in his voice, there is also a spiritual magic.
"Does it matter if Jonathan is not there? Anyway, the reward is not less, but the person who received us has a worse attitude, and he is the captain of the city guard, and there is no need to receive us in person. ”
However, Lance didn't understand why Liebert was mentioning Jonathan.
After a night of contact, Lance knew that Libert was a thoughtful person, so he must have a reason for saying this.
"Brother Lance, Bruce is a witcher, and my family has a great relationship with the witcher family, and our intuition tells us that this matter is definitely not as simple as it seems. ”
Liebert said seriously.
Bruce, who hadn't spoken much, also looked at Lance and nodded solemnly.
Well, since Libert and Bruce have moved out of their identities as witchers and families to analyze this matter, I'm afraid it's really like what Liebert said, it's not simple.
Couldn't help but become serious with Lance.
He stretched out a hand from his cloak and thought as Libert did, rubbing his stubble with two rough fingers.
Lance looked around, the moonlight was bright, but the shadows were dark.
He shook his head and gestured to Libert to continue.
"Maybe you hear these things separately, and you hear them a little confused, so I'll sort them out for you. We arrived in Kohima in much the same way and at the same time, and with the fast pace at which we entered the mercenary mission, it was strange why the 'other party' was in such a hurry? My analysis is that if we don't kill this ghost, things could get out of hand. ”
Liberty looked confident, as if things were really going as he said.
"Hey...... You don't make much sense to say this, you yourself said that these ghostly ghouls are not strong at all, they are just good at concealment, how can things get out of control?"
Lance couldn't figure out how the "other party" could make such a low-level mistake since the "other party" was so scheming.
However, when he saw Liebert's confident smile, it seemed that he had fallen into his trap.
"You're very right, then the loss of control that the 'other party' is worried about is not from the soul-body ghoul itself, but the soul-body ghoul is specially prepared for you. ”
"It's for us, isn't that far-fetched?"
Lance asked rhetorically, pointing to Ike and himself, somewhat puzzled.
Liebert smiled and continued, "Why did we just find the ghouls and then you became the target of the ghouls?
"Could it be that they know that Ike and I can't solve the ghoul after the corpse is incarnated?"
Lance's mouth opened wide and he didn't close it for a long time.
He was amazed, because what they had experienced seemed to have been arranged by someone else.
No matter what the other party is trying to do, this feeling is very unpleasant, as if he is a marionette.
Lance secretly made up his mind that no matter who the other party was, he must not be "comfortable" in the future.
Looking at Lance, who was a little surprised, Libert patted Lance on the shoulder and said: "Very correct, that is to say, Bruce and I are also part of the 'other' plan, but what he didn't calculate should be Gad." ”
"Why does this matter have anything to do with Gard again?"
Lance listened a little widely, and the more and more information made him feel a little difficult to digest.
This kind of brain-moving thing is really not as practical as solving it with a sword.
"That's a good question, because if it weren't for Gard's praise for you and the idea that I wanted to get acquainted with you, maybe Bruce and I would have killed the soul-shaped ghoul at the last minute, and then competed with you for the bounty of the mission, and then we would have had a conflict...... You can understand it now, right?"
Listening to Liebert's analysis, Lance's back was already wet.
The more I listened to it, the more frightening I became, and if it was really as Liebert said, he and Ike had become tools for some people to use.
When did it start?
Blank Orlando Teklin Della Sotaki?
Now except for Teklin, who is still alive, everyone else is dead and missing.
No, could it be Orlando?
It's also impossible, after he was occupied by Idar, he still didn't show anything abnormal.
It's even more unlikely, if it weren't for her, Lance might have died in the Irene Forest.
"Mislanda? Mislanda?......"
Lance silently recited the name in his mind.
The gentle and wise Uncle Mislanda, of all, seems to be the only one who is the most suspicious, but he has already taken Teklin to the Dwarven Valley, is this the game he has set up?