Chapter 85

Although Merlin is a bastard, his attitude towards others is quite likable, better than the guy in front of him, huh~!

Alice felt a little unhappy, she broke down in her heart, thinking that the other party was holding talents and things, and that bastard (husband) was better.

Now thinking of Merlin, Alice is a little worried, she is no longer next to her, will she make trouble everywhere, right?

Maybe when he came back, the entire Wrexham had been demolished by Merlin.

Alice furrowed her eyebrows and became very anxious. She regretted teaming up with Arnold. She looked at the time bomb of Merlin and felt more at ease.

Although it doesn't matter how Merlin is with Alice, she has a heavy sense of responsibility. When she brings this bastard to Wrexham, if something happens, she always feels like her own gangster.

Arnold felt the atmosphere was weird, so he planned to ease it up, "Mr. Arnold, this is Miss Alice, the golden adventurer. After that, we will be a teammate. We will work together and cooperate with each other to become the brightest in this crusade Team!"

"Forgetting cooperation and cooperation, leave the powerful enemies to me. You only need to chop and slash the mobs and paddle the water." Claude said dullly, "If possible, I will enter the bottom of the underground palace. Don’t continue to follow along."

"Haha, Mr. Crowder is worried about our safety? We will be very careful, and we can give you some help." Arnold scratched his head and smiled, thinking that there is no danger if there is a holy rank to help out.

"I think you have misunderstood what I mean?" Claude turned to look at Arnold, his deep eyes hidden under the helmet.

"I mean you two are rubbish."

"Don't trouble me, drag me down behind."

"Who gave you the illusion, can it help me?"

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"The ugly words are in front. If you drag me down, I will leave you behind without mercy."

Claude's tone was categorical, he did not allow others to question him, and his attitude was so harsh that it made people feel uncomfortable.

What a lonely person?

Obviously a teammate, but with this attitude?

Is the holy order great?That's it...

Alice frowned her eyebrows, suddenly feeling unhappy.

Alice used to think that the holy step was very powerful, but after seeing more of Merlin, she suddenly got used to it, and her vision became higher.

Although Merlin is also very arrogant, but it is not to the extent that it makes people offensive, but the Claude in front of him just looks down on people's arrogance.

Alice stared at Claude in a little angrily. The face hidden under the helmet added a lot of mystery invisibly.

Arnold was embarrassed and felt a little nervous, so he smiled and made a round.

"Mr. Crowder, don't...don't say such ruthless things, we just want to help."

"No, I'm a strong Saint, how could I need help?" Claude paused and continued, "Moreover, this commission clearly only needs me alone. Why would I suddenly join one? People? Shouldn't I ask for my opinion?"

"This...Miss Alice is my friend...I hope that Mr. Claude can be accommodating. If possible, I can add tens of thousands of gold coins." Arnold tried to impress Claude with money.

Crowder was silent for a short while before moving his gaze out of the window again, "Forget it this time, I don't need money. This time I'm only interested in the undead in Denby County, and teaming up with you is just a way."

"This... this way..." Arnold took out his handkerchief and wiped his cold sweat, and he was relieved.

Crowder looked out the window and never looked away. The eyes hidden under the helmet looked very mysterious.

The atmosphere returned to calm, only the squeaking and squeaking of the gorgeous carriage continued to resound in the meantime.

Alice frowned and was in a very bad mood

If I knew this earlier, I might as well act on my own.

Merlin, has he found his teammate now...

The door of the union.

Merlin held the drunken Hobbs and looked around.

The carriage that Alice was riding in had already disappeared at the end of Wrexham.

"Tsk, it's so troublesome, where can I get a carriage?"

Merlin muttered to herself, and couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed. He was rather shabby in his pocket, and seemed to be unable to hire a carriage to Denbighshire.

Merlin turned to look at Hobbs next to him. This guy might be rich, and he never stopped drinking vodka all day.

Merlin touched Hobbs's arms and took out three horse betting tickets, nothing else.

"This……"

Merlin felt more and more that he and Hobbes were really hard brothers, and two people of the same virtue were actually mixed together.

This is a bit of a headache. It takes five days to walk to Denbighshire on foot. It is estimated that the carriage will be there in two days.

Merlin lifted his eyelids and looked at the red-stained sky at sunset, thinking, just go and "borrow" Alice's things.

After a while

Merlin threw the drunken Hobbs behind and sat in front of him driving Alice's little donkey cart.

"Mengmeng, let's go~!"

It seems that the two junk black iron teams have also set off...

Early morning on the second day of departure.

There was a light rain, and the distant mountains seemed to be foggy.

The road to Denbigh County was not easy to follow, but now it's muddy and slippery.

Wales, Great Britain, often rains in autumn, and it is uncomfortable to be humid.

Merlin took a cowhide blanket and wrapped it around her body to avoid being wet from the rain and to keep herself warm, pulling the rein in her hand and marching unhurriedly.

It looked like he would take out explosives from his arms at any time and yell "Allah Hubarak!"

As for Hobbs next to him, he was also wrapped in a blanket, but his expression was very blank, as if he was confused about his previous behavior after drinking.

"Brother Merlin, did I... really agree to follow to Denbighshire?"

"Yes, didn't you read the entrusted documents? There is still a seal stamped by Miss Lucia." Merlin replied with interest.

Since Hobbs woke up and was awakened by the rain, he was a little confused about the situation in front of him. In the past, when he was drunk, someone would bring him home, but today he woke up directly on his way to Denbighshire. On the way.

"Really? I remember I was drunk? How did I agree to this commission when I was unconscious?"

"Just... you nodded hard, insisted to go, no matter how to persuade it, it's useless." Mei Lin said boldly.

"God!" Hobbs covered his face, a little unbelievable, "Brother Merlin, we... shall we turn around and go back?"

"Huh?" Merlin widened his eyes and asked in surprise, "We have all been on our way all night, why should we go back?"

"Brother Merlin, you may not know yet." Hobbs looked ugly, and said in a low voice, "We can't help in this crisis in Denby County. Dark iron adventurers like us, just go. Sending it to death will also serve as a bait to attract the attention of the undead."

"Isn't it?" Mei Lin raised his eyebrows.

"Brother, you have only been an adventurer for a day. You don’t understand many of the ways. Although the official commissions are well paid, the money is not so easy to take. The necromancy exploded. It’s better for us to hide. After a while, London’s palace will send a strong man to deal with it. We still don’t want to die."

Hobbs has a very sad look on his face, his small eyes dodge back and forth like a thief, seemingly a little scared.

"What are you afraid of? If you have me, just hide behind me." Merlin patted his chest, completely not afraid.

The necromancers, Merlin didn't even care about it. These guys summoned from hell were nothing more than to come back to life again.

For Merlin, hell is the tomb of the losers, even if they return, it is just rubbish.

What's more, the undead are lifeless guys, no matter how powerful they are, they cannot extend Merlin's life and relieve the curse of the heart.

Merlin has already verified this.

In the early years, when Merlin was the demon king, a necromancer from hell visited and asked Merlin to submit to Satan, the ruler of hell, and become the spokesperson of hell on land.

Of course, the arrogant Merlin chose to ignore it and cut the Necromancer smoothly. As a result, his heart curse was not relieved.

At that moment, Merlin understood that the "Vanxiang Jialuo" king weapon can only draw vitality from the living, and the dead have no effect.

Hobbs frowned high and looked at Merlin, who was full of confidence in surprise, thinking strangely in his heart

This kid...

I'm afraid it's not a fool, right?

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Hobbs was in a very mixed mood at this time, feeling that Merlin was pulling himself to die, and what did he and his two small black iron trash walking towards the center of the chaos?

"Wait Merlin, calm down, don't you know the undead?"

"Huh? Of course I understand that there is no intelligence guy. They have extremely high physical resistance. They can basically continue fighting without cutting their heads and extinguishing their soul fire." Merlin smiled crookedly.

"You...you know to go?" Hobbs was a little difficult to understand, and continued to explain, "Although ordinary necromancers are low-level monsters, their fighting ability is stronger than that of intermediate-level monsters, and there are so many in number. We are going to die. Yeah..."