The Grand Arcanist Who Can Travel Through American Comics

"So, do we all need to go?"

After hearing what Arthur said about what happened suddenly, Rambo did not refuse. He was also a member of his mentor's subordinates, and he was bound to do this kind of thing.

Although it is safe to hide in the secret realm of the magic cabin, this safety is obtained by the brothers and sisters running around outside. Everyone knows how important the majesty of mentor Victor is to everyone.

Now this majesty has been challenged, and no one can escape it.

What's more, Rambo, who has struggled out of the gloomy mines of Zaun since childhood, has never known what fear is.

"I'll go with you," he said.

"If we all leave, then Butler Brown, Daji and the others"

"They stay in the secret place and look after the store."

Arthur waved his hand and said.

"No." Daji suddenly stood up at this time, "Master, I want to go with you. Butler Brown is enough for the props store. There is no need for another one. I want to go with you to take care of you."

Arthur frowned,

"no,"

He didn't expect that the little maid, who had always been timid and afraid of getting into trouble, stood up.

"We are going out to do errands, why are you going to cause trouble?"

But I didn't expect that the usually timid and obedient little maid had made a mistake this time and stood stubbornly, as if she would not retreat until she agreed.

To be honest, Arthur's feelings for this little maid of his are quite weird. He said he was a master and servant, but sometimes he was a little doting. After all, human nature cannot be wiped out. It's hard to feel sorry for such a cute and beautiful creature. There is malicious intent, but after all, he is also a good-looking guy.

Every day when we rub our ears together, we will always accumulate some feelings.

Sometimes he felt like he had a sister besides Groot.

He glanced at Daji intently, feeling her persistence beneath the surface, and felt something in his heart.

"Okay, I promise you. However, you will have to endure hardship after you go out."

He suddenly remembered that his little maid was not Brown. The little maid looked like a human little girl on the outside, but it was not that simple on the inside. Having studied the demon blood cells in depth, he knew the horror hidden under this appearance. Potential, seriously speaking, the survivability given to Daji by the succubus bloodline would even exceed that of Rambo and himself. Among them, Groot may be comparable to the little maid. She is far less delicate than her appearance shows.

Maybe this is an opportunity for her too.

"Ah, you agreed."

The little maid was a little surprised. She didn't expect that her domineering master would "give in".

"Master is so kind. I'm not afraid of hardship."

"Why don't you hurry up and get ready."

Arthur's face darkened again.

"Yes, I'll go right away"

The little maid immediately jumped up and ran away to prepare her things.

In fact, when it comes to preparation, there is nothing to prepare. Everyone here is familiar with survival in the wild. If Arthur and Groot hadn't been apprenticed to Viktor and lived in the secret realm, they might still be in some mountainous area at this time. Walking around, living in the world of Loland is such a pain in the ass. Except for the secret realm, there is no place like the wilderness

So the so-called preparations are just about bringing some pickled dried meat as food. But now that Arthur is an alchemist, the treatment he enjoys is much better than before, including space rings, fresh fruits and fresh vegetables. I also brought a lot of meat.

The group made preparations that night and set off on time the next morning.

In the end, Arthur and others did not go alone. They met up with a group of mercenaries sent by Carrick. Under the leadership of their guide, they set out from Tesemere and headed south. They walked for almost a morning and arrived at the place where the attack occurred. Place.

The scene was very bloody.

The pool of blood extended from the feet and gathered not far away, forming a small quagmire. The blood and mud were mixed together in the quagmire, exuding a pungent stench. Some mosquitoes and flies were living on the corpse, buzzing and flying around.

A total of dozens of corpses were left on the battlefield, some of which were in secret areas.