I was stared at with chills on my back, and my words were a little trembling: "Ha, Harold, that ghost-faced spider you talked about...... How big is it? ”

Harold was engrossed in guarding everything around him, listened to my question, and casually said, "How big is a man and a half as tall as me...... It's very big, and it's not a problem to bite down the small half of a person's body. (8) ┡ (1) Chinese 『Net%.Ω81.

"Oh, it looks like that's not the case," I muttered to myself.

"What did you say?" Harold didn't hear clearly.

"I said, what I saw just now shouldn't be the one you said," I raised my voice.

Harold sighed and said, "Then you have to be careful, there should be many ghost-faced spiders dormant here, once we clash with them, it will bring us unimaginable trouble." ”

Withdrawing his gaze, he no longer looked at the ghost-faced spider, who seemed to be unsure of our strength, so he gave up his eyes, shook its fat body, and hiberned again, buried behind the rock.

The group cautiously moved forward again, and they did not encounter any ghost-faced spiders that suddenly appeared to block the road along the way, and came to the first fork in the road unimpeded.

There are three lanes at the fork in the road, and the entrance to each one is the same dim, but without the flickering of fireflies.

I think this should be a matter of course, there will be no ghost-faced spider stupidly guarding the door, let the adventurer show up.

Harold didn't hesitate to pick the middle one and walked in first, followed by us.

The corridor does not extend straight, and there are many twists and turns in between.

Harold, who led the way in front, was cautious and vigilant with every step he took.

Yura whispered to me, "This is the road we have walked before, be safer." ”

I nodded, heartily applauding Harold's cautious behavior.

The corridor was getting wider and wider, and soon it was enough for several of us to pass in parallel.

It's more humid and stuffy here than outside, and the light is also a little darker, and you can faintly see on the surrounding walls, and there are some white things pasted on the walls, like paper pulp.

But when you look closer, you will see that these are not pulp at all, but ghost-faced spiders spit silk.

A mage girl seemed to be a little bored walking, picked up the magic wand, muttered softly, and with a soft pop, a small stream of fire flew out of the head of the wand, heading straight for the white cobweb.

The moment it touched the cobweb, there was a soft sound, and the fire was extinguished, and the cobweb stuck to the rock wall was burned to ashes.

Seeing me staring at the mages burning their webs, Jura said to me, "These are the small actions allowed in the team for boring time, but only for mages. ”

"And how do adventurers of other classes spend their time?" I asked.

"Watch the magicians perform."

She raised her magic staff, and a small red fire flew out of the staff, and with a pop, burned a cobweb on the roof of the shed to ashes.

Phew!

I spit out a few mouthfuls and spat out the ashes that had fallen.

Jura looked at me with interest and remained silent.

"Are raw roasted cobwebs delicious?" She asked me.

"Why don't you taste it," I said with a bitter face.

"Ladies can't just eat indiscriminately," she refuted me seriously.

"Ladies don't just burn the cobwebs above their heads......" I retorted mercilessly.

In just a few words, the high tension in the team was reduced by a small half.

"It's almost time to get to the exit."

Harold whispered in front of me, and I couldn't help but be in good spirits.

Although Harold said before that the mutated ghost-faced spider is tall, large, and has a strength no less than level 11, but faintly, I always look forward to meeting this thing, even if it is not big, it is good to increase my horizons.

"You look excited, brother," Jura began to whisper to me again.

"Don't be funny, I'm scared to death, where are you excited?" I said, forcibly feigning a lost expression.

"Do you still want to hide it from your sister?" Jura leaned closer and whispered in my ear, "Just now, I felt the killing intent from you. ”

"It's so amazing, you can even feel the killing intent, it's really worthy of Harold's adjutant, in short, it's great!" I gave a thumbs up.

"You've diverted the conversation again," Jura sighed and walked back to her place.

Out of the corridor, it was an open field again, but it was still hot and humid, and it was still dim and unknown.

Several weak magician girls had beads of sweat on their foreheads, and they took out their handkerchiefs from their pockets, wiped them gently, and then stuffed them back in.

At this time, I suddenly remembered something and asked Yura, "Why are there no followers in the team?" ”

Yura shook her head: "For this kind of dangerous battle, it is generally without followers, and it is easy to become a drag. ”

After speaking, she looked at me and said, "I thought you knew, it turned out that you just appeared, but listening to your tone, it seems that you are not very familiar with the followers, it can't be ...... You don't have any followers in your ranks, do you? ”

I was about to say that the follower in the party was a Beetle, but I stopped talking, and even if I did, would she believe it?

I guess I've never seen a team that drives the Beetle as a follower in Eri City throughout the ages.

In my silence, Jura spoke again, "Oh, I forgot, you were originally a solo brusher, right? ”

I took the opportunity to nod.

"It's really pitiful," said Yura, "and it must not be easy for a person to be a combatant and a follower." ”

"It's not easy," I admitted.

"Do you want to join my sister's team, sister, I can help you introduce a lot of sisters and be your followers, how about it?"

It's hard to imagine that Yura said these bold words that only a bewitching child can say when soliciting customers in a poker face.

At this moment, I was simply stunned by her words.

"Heh, hehe" I laughed dryly and said, "Thank you, it's still not bothering." ”

"What's the matter, are you afraid that you won't be able to hold it?" Yura continued with me: "It's okay, if you really can't hold it, you can marry home, don't worry, there is a captain covering you, even if you marry a dozen wives, no one will say a word about you......"

Ahem!

Harold couldn't hold back, and coughed dryly, suppressing Yura's next crazy words.

"Hey" I sighed: "It's not what you think, in fact, I, in fact, I already have three beautiful fiancées, and ...... All of them are quite strong, in short, I understand your kindness. ”