Mysteries: Arcana Wars

"So, what are they going to do to Mr. Sanders? Are they going to kill him?"

Fors asked cautiously. As she gradually understood the rules of survival in the dungeon, she was a little worried that the following scenes would be too bloody. Even after going through so much, Fors was still moved by these life and death scenes.

"Ahem... Kill this idiot? Forget it... Ahem, I always feel that something... is not right..."

The black cat finally cleaned the ashes off his face. He was still a little dizzy from the mental attack just now, and gave this answer while shaking his head.

Evan, who also spat out the ashes in his mouth, did not refute, but the subordinates who were holding Froda down looked surprised.

"According to the previous rules, he has affected our business and assassinated our target, so he should be killed to eliminate future troubles. But..."

Miss Christine walked gracefully and circled Froda's big head twice.

"I actually have a good impression of this guy. Maybe he can be a talented person if he is properly trained. Why not just take him back and give him to the boss?"

The subordinates were a little stunned, and looked up to see Evan's opinion. Evan nodded vigorously. In many cases, he was just a ruthless approval machine for Miss Christine, but when it came to how to deal with Froda, he didn't know why, anyway, he also wanted to let Froda go.

"Well... Of course, this matter is not so easy to get over. I think our victim deserves some compensation, don't you think, Mr. Sanders?"

Miss Christine's eyes suddenly became seductive, and she looked at Froda in a charming manner. The big man struggled for a moment, then immediately calmed down. After gaining some freedom, he obediently took out the money and the ashes bricks on his body and placed them in front of Klein and his group.

Instigator: Charm and persuade.

Judging from the reactions of his subordinates, it seemed that Miss Christine and Evan's decision was somewhat unexpected. Klein's spiritual intuition moved, and he quickly did a divination.

[Sanders Family Sediment]: Grandma Froda's relic, mainly composed of her ashes. This ashes brick will have a certain psychological shock effect on the person being hit and the user. It also gives the holder the luck to see ghosts. If the other party is unfortunate enough to inhale these ashes, their favorability towards the members of the Sanders family will increase.

It seemed that it was the effect of these ashes that made the two of them take care of this smart person.

For the sake of his grandmother, Klein left the ashes and bricks to Floda, but took away the sparkling and lovely cash and bank cards.

The farce finally ended when the subordinates took Froda away from the exit. The four people and the cat set out on their journey down again.

The monkey cars were dangerous and slow, and the ropeways, originally designed to carry people, were modified to carry cargo, making the booms even more precarious.

Finally, Fors landed on the ground again, and she even felt a sense of joy at having been reborn. At the same time, she turned around to look at the passengers who looked so calm, and she couldn't help but admire them.

From here, Klein and his companions truly left the sphere of influence of Evernight Harbor. Klein clearly felt that the quality of the passage had dropped drastically. Compared to the maintained monkey car cableway, although there were a few passers-by on the current road, these ownerless tunnels were extremely dilapidated, and the surrounding metal pipes were almost all rusted due to the infiltration of groundwater, leaving dark red waterfalls on the cracked stone walls.

"Go up this road for an hour, then turn left and go down for another hour, and you'll reach another underground city. Evan and I often take this road to do some business for our boss there. But today we're not going to pass by there - we're going this way."

Miss Christine pulled Evan into an inconspicuous cave while chatting. After everyone walked a few steps, a passage in even worse condition appeared in front of them.

There were no traces of human beings on this road. It seemed to be a naturally formed cave. The rugged stone surface underfoot had a certain downward slope. The cave was filled with a damp smell.

Because the cave had a complex shape and little lighting, Evan distributed flashlights to everyone.

"This is a shortcut that leads to several underground cities that are deeper than Evernight Harbor - of course, we won't stop there today," said Miss Christine.

"Yes, but this road is still quite busy. Occasionally, some people still take this road. For example, other merchants in Evernight Harbor also like to take this road."

The dark cave was terribly lonely. In the humid water vapor, only those threatening black shadows could be vaguely seen. A dim street lamp was floating alone far ahead. Fors turned her head. The lamp that had just passed by was about to go out from her sight. The footsteps of several people echoed in the space, but could not fill Fors' ears. So the chaotic and noisy satellite broadcasts came to her mind again, dancing with the footsteps in bits and pieces.

"...the water of the Tussock River was stained with his dark thoughts..."

Fors quietly recited the vague verses in her mind. She soon realized that this seemed to be another of her poems, and it was quite appropriate for the current situation. She couldn't help but recall it along with the intermittent voice.

"…Then the sticky dream wrapped in the frivolous light flowed away…"

"What did you say, Miss Wall?"

Miss Christine's ears twitched.

"No, sorry, nothing."

Fors coughed awkwardly, trying to change the subject.

"When can we rest today? I'm a little hungry... and Mr. Evan has been carrying so many things and walking for so long, it's better for him to rest early. We can get up early tomorrow morning to continue our journey."

Miss Christine glanced at Evan and agreed to the proposal.

The food on the road was, of course, various energy bars. Now Fors could barely accept this diet. But the silence on this long journey was too hard to bear, and she couldn't help but want to talk about something.

"Where will Mr. Sanders be sent?" Fors asked.

"I don't know. The final decision will depend on the boss."

Miss Christine scratched her ear.

"But I think he might be sent to the casino in Evernight Harbor, which happens to be short of staff recently."

“It’s a very reasonable arrangement.” Klein agreed.

According to Klein's divination, the bone brick should be a monster path sequence seven extraordinary item, which can bring this smart man very wonderful luck. Froda himself is also a sequence nine thief, and he also has a tall and strong physique at the mortal level. In addition to his poor brain, in Klein's opinion, this Froda seems to be very suitable for the working environment of this casino.