Maze Fan: I opened a buffet in the maze

After saying goodbye to their friends, Fan Wei and Irene went to gather at the Adventurer's Guild. This operation was very urgent, so they had to set off immediately after a little planning to avoid any further accidents.

"Don't be too nervous, Fan. That's the worst that can happen."

Looking at Fan Wei beside her, Irene smiled and relieved his stress: "Just now I saw that Miss Clara didn't want you to leave. I didn't ask, are you brother and sister?"

Because of her hair color and eye color, Clara is often mistaken for Fan Wei's sister, and Irene is a little curious about this.

On the surface, the relationship between the two was not close, but they obviously regarded each other as extremely important.

"Not really, but I guess I'm the only family Clara has now."

Fan Wei raised his head and sighed, "Her parents died in the previous drought. Clara and her fellow villagers fled to Maze Street and happened to meet me who had just arrived here not long ago."

"We have been relying on each other since then. Although Clara doesn't talk much, she has always been strong and has tried her best to help me a lot."

"In return, I want to give her a loving home."

"Alone?" A trace of doubt and uncertainty flashed in Irene's eyes. "Fan, have you seen Clara's neighbors or relatives?"

"No, Clara said that after arriving at Labyrinth Street, everyone went their separate ways. After all, it was so difficult, and they couldn't be responsible for other people's fates anymore."

Fan Wei didn't think there was anything wrong. "If Clara is willing, I will help her find it if I have the chance. It's really lonely for the child to live like this every day."

Irene stopped talking. Although the situation was a little unusual, speculation was just speculation after all...

Maybe Clara is really a poor and ordinary girl?

The two walked through the corridor and came to the entrance of the Hall of Universal Appearances. The potion masters were still making a fuss and torturing a traitor who had committed a heinous crime.

"How dare you eat alone! How dare you eat alone!!"

The torture method was extremely cruel and the brutal scene was daunting to watch. Apparently, the potion master who had wanted to keep the snack for himself was exposed and caught red-handed, and was held by his colleagues to interrogate the truth.

"Stop—! Hahaha! Stop tickling the soles of my feet!"

Laughing until he was out of breath, the potion master still said stubbornly, "Let me go, hahahaha!! You idiots, I'll eat it again next time! You're so greedy!"

"Keep scratching me, you bastard!"

"Hahaha! Hahaha!"

Sometimes it is really admirable to see their single-minded spirit.

No matter how chaotic the situation was outside, the potion masters continued to do their job. Even Irene, the deacon, felt inferior to him.

Leaving the sixth-floor hall, the two walked into the platforms on each floor, where they could mobilize the authority of the Universal Hall of the Sage Tower and teleport directly to the contact location of the Adventurer's Guild.

After the upper-level list is drawn up, everyone will gather here.

Entering the small but gorgeous and exquisite conference room, some people had already arrived. As soon as Fan Wei and Irene entered the door, they heard a free and easy male voice saying:

"Wow, it looks like our magician and... er? Warrior are here?"

A man with white hair and blue eyes sat at the head of a round table surrounded by benches, holding an iron-gray sword and looking uncertain. He did not see any strong aura from Fan Wei.

"Hey, wake up Julie, a new companion is here." The man shouted to the green-haired lady who was standing next to him with her eyes closed and a quiet expression.

Apart from Fan Wei and Ailin, these two were the first to arrive.

"Erin, Level 2 Deacon of the Sage Tower, this is 'Logistics' Misr Fan."

Irene glanced at the two of them and began to introduce them. As someone from an organization, she acted more directly and formally.

Ai Lin took Fan Wei to find a seat and sat down. With only her shoulders exposed on the table, she said with a meticulous expression: "Please explain your occupation and level."

“Hahaha, this little sister is actually… uh, a second-level deacon?!”

The white-haired swordsman just laughed out loud, then suddenly froze, shrinking his neck guiltily, "The Sage Tower actually sent a deacon? It must be a huge expense!"

Seeing Irene's unfriendly look, he quickly continued, "I am Di Matthew, a swordsman, level 23, good at quick attack and armor breaking."

"It's okay. I hope it's not just a show-off." In front of the adventurer, Irene showed an unusually proud attitude.

"Haha, Miss Irene, I feel very relieved to cooperate with you." Mr. Di Matthew nodded without thinking anything was wrong. "But what kind of job is this gentleman's 'logistics'? I haven't heard of it before?"

"Haha, I'm just responsible for cooking." Fan Wei smiled slightly, but was pinched by Irene from behind.

"This operation is special. We won't carry too many supplies, so we need special talents."

Despite her girlish appearance, Deacon Irene's seriousness and majesty are evident. "In the end, our survival may all depend on Fan."

Even though she didn't often participate in operations, Irene knew that adventurers were not easy to deal with, and the higher their level, the more difficult it was.

They believe in strength, and the strong are king.

His own level was sufficient, but if Misr Fan was looked down upon, he might not get the best protection.

"I see. I have no objection." Di Matthew shrugged and looked at the green-haired girl next to him.

"Juliel, you should say something too."

The lady who was praying with her eyes closed and her hands clasped together had her eyelashes trembling slightly, and when she opened her eyes, they seemed to be full of weariness.

She has a delicate face like an oval seed, a small dome-shaped nose, and white skin surrounding two refreshing pools of water. She said in a Schumann tone: "My name is Julie, I am the guard of 'Mother', and I am good at the art of growth."

"A priest of the Earth Mother, above level 25, who can cast the resurrection spell." Irene made an immediate judgment.

It was the first time they met each other, and they chatted briefly and leisurely. Then there was a bang, and the door of the conference room was kicked open.

A faceless armored man walked into the door, holding a struggling halfling in his hand, and kept shouting, "Let go, let go!"

"Too slow, look how fast this is."

The armored man is not much taller than the halfling, but he looks like a mountain.

He put the halfling down and pulled open the visor with a click. A bearded dwarf appeared in front of everyone. "I am Kaso Diamond! Next to me is 'Trihanded' Piccolo. Who is Misr Fan?"

A mountain guard and a scout and bard basically make up for the team's shortcomings and are the standard combination for a maze team.

"It's me." Fan Wei stood up and said when he heard Kaso calling him.

"A tall man... It's troublesome. If he gets hit, Toukasu won't be able to protect him. You should follow me closely. This is what the superiors ordered."

After saying this in a gruff voice, the dwarf guard sat down on a chair, took out his beer bag and started drinking.

"How rude! You're not much faster than me." The halfling Piccolo greeted everyone. "Who would have thought that the dwarf would be so impatient? I wouldn't have called him if I had known."

Once the six people arrived, the maze attack team was complete, and even had the logistics support of Fan Wei.

But this time the team was still not full. After waiting for a while, two more people came.

"I'm the guide, Andrew, a spearman, level 25, and I'm responsible for leading the way for you." A man with bronze skin and wearing a wear-resistant shirt said to everyone.

"I am the prophet Kasuyi. I'm sorry to be a little late, but my prophecy tells me that now is the right time to come."

The lady in the purple-blue tassel skirt leaned forward and smiled, her simply wrapped upper body revealing a large area of ​​skin with mysterious star-like tattoos, full of strange charm.

"Well, everyone is here, right?" Just as Kasuyi finished speaking, a strong voice came from the door.

Mr. Wood, the vice president of the Adventurer's Guild, who was over fifty years old but still very imposing, walked into the meeting room in formal attire with his assistant.

"I have called you all here this time, I believe everyone is already aware of the whole situation."

It was almost sunset, and as time was urgent, Wood kept his talk brief.

"For some unknown reason, a monster called Thunder Bug awakened, seriously threatening the safety of the people of Labyrinth Street and ordinary adventurers."

"In order to destroy them, we need to find this special herb."

The assistant displayed an image of a magical blue plant with four petals, emitting a faint mysterious glow in the darkness.

"The netherworld white flower axle, a weird official name, you can just call it clover or netherworld flower."

"This plant was discovered 150 years ago. It cannot be grown outside, but it is very effective in killing thunder bugs! In order to resolve this crisis, we need to collect enough of it."

"The mission is important, and we are not stingy with rewards. As long as the goal is achieved, every team member can get a sufficiently valuable treasure from the association!"

"And we will make an exception and promote you to one-star honorary members. Are you confident that you can accomplish this?"

After the words were spoken, the conference room fell silent, followed by bursts of laughter.

"Haha."

"Haha~"

"Ha ha ha ha."

Everyone responded with attitude, "Stop talking nonsense, old man, when are we leaving?"

Vice President Wood was not angry when being called old man. Instead, he curled up the corner of his mouth. After so many years, he was well aware of the personalities of these adventurers, so he gave a calm but impliedly excited reply.

"You can do it anytime. The door to the maze is always open to you."

"Elites of the guild, get ready to go!"