The brave man opened the coffin and rose

Chapter 245 From Beast to Invader

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The wooden door closed with a sound, and the three people appeared in the accommodation provided for them by Carterburg.

Apart from two simple wooden beds, there were only a long sofa and a long table in the room.

However, the lighting is much better than that of the reception room just now, because there are blinds installed on the wall, and when they are opened, you can see the stars, the moon or the sun outside.

Compared to the reception room, which was obviously a space borrowed from the gap between the city wall and the wall, the lighting and ventilation here were naturally improved to a higher level.

Although it is a room with two beds, there is still a long sofa for resting, which can barely be considered as three beds.

Or in other words, the other party did not regard Crimson as an individual, thinking that such a child should be able to sleep with his father (brother) or mother (sister)?

Looking around the room, Anivia was visibly disappointed.

Although he knew that he couldn't expect this fortress city, which looked miserable at first glance, to provide an environment like that of the royal palace, the druid still hesitated.

However, before she could even start to make a move, Crimson turned up his nose first, "How dare you let me live in a place like this."

In response, Abes naturally interrupted this dissatisfaction immediately, "Anivia, before you and I entered Sweet Leaf Town, we never rested in a regular building. We camped all the way here."

"And you, Crimson, you are just... a child. Before you transformed, you just slept wherever you stopped. You even slept in the Grand Square of my capital for three days. If anyone has the least right to complain, it's you."

"I'm afraid you're hallucinating because of sleeping on the street!" As he spoke, Abes poked the Red Dragon's forehead.

"Moreover," Abes cleared his throat, "our goal is to create another reputation to use as a cover for advancing deeper into the western region of the small kingdom."

"Since it is a reconstruction, there must be a stage from nothing to something. At this stage, it is not a bad thing to experience the life corresponding to the current identity."

After saying these complaining emotional words, Abes walked back to the window and closed the blinds.

Afterwards, they began to discuss what had just happened and the request made by Ivan Root.

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Some time ago.

Reception room.

Although the other party had brought bread, Abes was the only one among the three who did not eat or drink because he did not want to reveal his identity.

And Ivan was also sitting at the table, frowning deeply, looking very tired.

"Let me introduce myself first. I'm Alvin Root. Some of you now call me Alvin Carter Root because of Carterburg. You can call me whatever you want, by last name, first name, or middle name."

"May I ask who the three of you are?"

Anivia and Crimson both used their real names, naturally.

Abes only left a code name, a name similar to Hiinagi that represents meaning rather than phonetic meaning.

"Thousand Slashes."

"All right……"

Although he didn't take off his helmet to eat, nor did he use a name that sounded like his real name, Ivan had no intention of digging deeper.

He just said his request slowly.

"Master Qian Zhong Zhan, I ask for your help. I beg you to stay here for three months and help us defend against some dangers..."

Abes looked at Ivan in front of him, his fingers tapping lightly on the hilt of the sword, a hint of impatience in his eyes.

"Some danger? Can't you be more specific?"

Ivan took a deep breath, obviously anticipating Abes's questioning.

There was a hint of anxiety in his eyes, but he managed a smile to try to ease the tense atmosphere.

"I understand your concerns," Irwin said, "but the matter is very complicated and involves the safety and future of Carterburg."

"What I need you to help us defend against may be just a wild beast, but it may also be a powerful enemy. This enemy is not just an ordinary invader. They should possess some magical power."

Abes remained expressionless, his fingers still tapping lightly on the hilt of the sword, as if measuring the weight of Ivan's words.

Anivia and Crimson exchanged worried looks, clearly uneasy about Ivan's request.

From what they saw of Carterburg along the way, it seemed to be an extremely peaceful fortress city that maintained commercial activities.

But now, is it possible to be in danger?

Moreover, if it was dangerous, how could it be possible for the difficulty to jump back and forth by two levels in such an exaggerated way, from a wild beast to a powerful invader?

"Be more specific," Abes said coldly, "Who is this enemy? When will they arrive? I need to know these details to decide whether it is worth it for me to stay."

Ivan nodded, obviously ready with an explanation.

"Here's the thing, at first I did think there was just a dangerous beast around."

"There's a guy nicknamed 'Little Phoenix' who found a whole new type of sharp teeth nearby, along with strange footprints and pale hair to go with it."

"So we did think it was a wild beast at first."

"But when the hunting brothers we sent in never returned, we guessed something was wrong."

"Before you came to Carterburg, I actually hired another group of extraordinary adventurers."

"It's just a pity that they are still missing together."

"It would be a million times better if they just took my money and ran off."

"The worst case scenario is that they reappear later, late at night, along with those who disappeared in the past."

"At the time, we just thought it was an ordinary, late-night, repetition of the same old story of bandits and robbers, and it was another battle that was doomed to fail."

"However, the battle that night was particularly intense. It was not until the next morning that we found the body of one of our hunting brothers among the corpses of the enemies."

"What's even more terrifying is..."

At this point, Alvin paused, wanting to describe what he saw, before continuing.

"All ten of his fingers were burnt, as if someone had forced his hand against the side of a boiling oil pan."

"Some people say that it is a magical burn mark caused by someone who has no talent as a spellcaster and is forced to use the magic circuits in their bodies to cast spells."

At this time, Abes finally raised his head and stopped tapping his fingers rhythmically on the hilt of the sword.

No wonder it was able to change from a potential wild beast to a potential invader...

If everyone who disappeared in the past actually turned into this, wouldn't that be an army?

And it is a troop that can use magic.

However, the price they paid was having their fingers burned by magic, instead of a set of simple, cheap, and sturdy magic arm armor that was now abundant in the royal capital.