Chapter 106: Claire And Kim (1/2)
Chapter 106: Claire And Kim
It’s the ritual to pick an heir
But why is the main mission “stay alive”?
Annan raised his eyebrows slightly
He noticed soh this info
The other side ht hiht with anyone]
[Get everyone’s real name]
[At least survive till only four people remain]
Side missions were detailed explanations of main missions
—In other words, I won’t be able to survive if I’et everyone’s real name
What’s the deal with Gerald’s whisper not to trust anyone in the beginning?
“This is beco”
Annan murmured with more resolution in his eyes
He felt a little exciteh Annan did not know Soul snatch spells at all, and this body wouldn’t allow hiinal Falteration spells, it didn’t matter
It was because Annan had a hunch that this dungeon instance er hesitated and put away the Venerated Skeleton’s blood trigger Instead, he raised his trekking pole and , he paused with his pupils shrank slightly
He noticed an inexplicable sense of danger without seeing any warning signs as if he would be killed if he continued to take a step forward
After all, Wizards had exceptional perception
So, he chose to trust his instincts without any hesitation
“hello there?”
At the saentle smile on Gerald’s face and asked tentatively, “Is there anything I can help?”
“If you are willing to turn around and go back, that would be the best”
The one who answered had a clear and tactful voice of a girl She seemed to be about nineteen years old
She had short umber hair and azure blue pupils She wore a white woolen shawl and a long-sleeved sweater with cuffs covering half of her paleous and tender
The snow under her feet accentuated her beauty
She didn’t wear heavy anti-skid boots like Annan, but little red leather boots like a noble lady The long, slender khaki [1] trouser spread out like French horns when it cae fluctuations continued to spread from her ankle
The snow under her feet condensed into the flagstone ay
Beside her stood a taciturn red-haired youth
He had beautiful and se was thickly wrapped around his eyes There were traces of stitches on the sides of his mouth
He wore a pure white straitjacket usually dedicated to mental health patients Even his cloth shoes hite On his forearhs, and between his calves, there were densely packed, fixed straps akin to black belts But the buttons on the straitjacket were temporarily unbuttoned halfway so that he could at least walk norirl Hot streaot in contact with hientle voice, the girl with short uilantly
“But I don’t think you would want to do that Are you David Gerald?”
“There is no need to be so nervous, hed, with a calm tone and a soft voice, “Even if there is a competitive relationshi+p between us, I a but a prop to bring out the greater brilliance of others You didn’t really think I can succeed, right?”
With that, Annan laughedstate with his face showing a pitiful look like a stray dog, “Can I get closer? It’s so cold I was sent over before I was ready Miss, your side seeirl subconsciously began to assess Annan