"You don't think you've heard of Imperial brandy?" Alfie said cautiously, tentatively.

"Such a good wine does deserve its name. The clown uncorked the bottle, took a deep breath of wine, and said intoxicatedly.

"I'm sure it's been a long time since you've enjoyed a wine like this, right?" said Alfie, following the Joker's words.

"Little one, you're wrong, not for a long time, never before!" the clown's face changed, although he was more than three meters away from Alfie, and there was still a guarded Celent in between, but the sharp sword that his fingers turned into was strangely elongated and turned in an arc, reaching Alfie's throat.

"Alcohol is the greatest enemy for an Assassin, right?" Alfie asked with an unchanging look at the murderous aura coming from his throat.

"Oh, that's right, little one, how old are you?" the clown unexpectedly withdrew the sword that was against Alfie's throat and asked a puzzling question.

"Fifteen. Alfie's answer was not so confident, and to be honest he didn't know how old his predecessor was, but he couldn't be more than sixteen.

"It's a shame you could have been a great assassin. "The Joker's words have made everyone feast, could it be that this Clown wants to train Alfie to be an assassin despite his hostile position?

"It's a sign of cowardice to regret something that is irreparable, and I think you should look forward. What does it take to get you out of this false freedom, and what can we do to help?" Alfie hinted unmistakably.

"Talking to smart people is a matter of convenience. But I'm hard pressed to see in you where I can help. The clown laughed.

"No, my understanding is quite the opposite, if we were useless to you, you would have started wielding a butcher's knife a long time ago, and you must have asked for so much 'nonsense' from us. Alfie was not in the least fooled by the Joker's pretense of ease.

"What a little guy who doesn't suffer a loss. Of course, the Joker understands that Alfie is doing this to create a sign of equality between the two parties, so that they will not fall behind in the next negotiations. A state like Zambit and Barnett, who are firmly restrained before they even start communicating, can only make them slaves of clowns, not partners.

"I don't think you're going to pass up such a great opportunity. Alfie said something that no one but the clown could understand.

"Are you so sure that I won't be able to get rid of this false freedom without you?" asked the clown, smirking.

"Huh. Alfie smiled lightly, spreading her hands very casually. If they could have escaped, the clowns would have fled long ago, so why bother here with their mushrooms.

"Maybe it's enough for me to keep only one of you. The clown flipped his hand, and ten fingers suddenly elongated strangely, turning into ten sharp swords that pressed against the throats of eight people with lightning speed, among which Alfie and Coughren received additional care from him, and in addition to the sharp sword in the throat, the chest was also pressed against one.

"Then you'll have to take a gamble. The person who is fortunate enough to be left behind by you has the ability and wisdom to help you achieve your goals. Alfie said calmly.

In contrast, Coughren is more cowardly. Ever since the clown appeared, Coughlon's face had become unusually ugly, and his expression was not much better than that of a mouse meeting a cat. That's why he kept silent, trying to reduce his presence, but the clown still noticed him and took special care of him, and Kauflon's legs began to tremble unconsciously.

"What do you mean......" The clown's gaze swept over the crowd one by one, and then fixed on Alfie.

"Everyone here is indispensable. Alfie nodded, "After all, among the few people present, none of them are outstanding in martial arts, and their IQ is both wise and brave online." ”

"Hey, have you neglected the great and wise Troll Warrior......" Zambit protested loudly, but he didn't notice that one of the Joker's legs turned into a sledgehammer and struck him on the back of the head with lightning speed, causing the Troll Warrior to be temporarily stunned.

"What a rap!" the clown glanced at Zambit, who had fainted to the ground, and jumped on top of Selent, "Don't mind, right?"

"You are free. "Silent is much better spoken than Zambit.

"Maybe I'll keep just two people, like you and this paladin?" the clown picked up the topic again.

"I assure you that any one of us in this group is indispensable, unless you want to pass up this opportunity. Alfie shook her head again and vetoed the Joker's proposal.

"That's a real problem—" the clown touched his chin, "It's not convincing to hear you say, or else, as long as they can show me the strength to make me look good, it's not impossible to let them go." ”

"So you're trying to test them?" Alfie asked.

"Why don't you two count it together?" the clown nodded at Alfie and Serent.

"I don't care personally, but what are the problems we need to help you solve. Alfie said noncommittally.

"Didn't you guess?" said the clown, his eyes widening in surprise, as if he had heard something incredible.

"Of course I guessed, but you'll have to let me know what it is. "Alfie was playing a pantome with a clown.

"Well, that's it. The clown flicked his sleeve, revealing the imprint of a soul snake on his right arm.

"Soul Serpent, I see!" Alfie's tone was startled, and then calmed down. He was extremely glad that he was now wearing a gas mask, so that the clown could not see the change in his eyes and expression. In addition to surprise, Alfie hid under the gas mask, and there was also a hint of surprise.

"It seems that you are familiar with this mark that belongs to the God of Souls, and you should have some connection with the God of Souls. I wonder how you got involved with the followers of the Lord of Light, the sworn enemy of the God of Souls?" the Joker's skeptical gaze circled between Elfie and Sellent and Coughlon.

"The hustle and bustle of the world is all for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit. Nothing is impossible. Isn't our team a mix of humans and aliens?" Alfie intentionally or unintentionally concealed his true relationship with Serent, posing as if they were bound together by interests.

"And the deal?" asked the Joker.

"Deal!" Alfie nodded.

......

"Zeuk is still suffering from gains and losses, and he has not changed at all after two thousand years of captivity. Tenelle commented helplessly looking at everything in the crystal ball. Although the presence of the concealment potion made her surveillance much less effective, one thing that was stronger than the Sky Eye used by Cross was that the crystal ball was not obscured by the yellow smoke released by the Sorens Magic Grass.

And Tenaire herself is a master of illusion, proficient in all kinds of "carving insect skills", such as lip talk...... , which made Teneel barely able to guess from the Joker's words - Tenail hated the gas mask worn by Alfie and the others, and the existence of the gas mask made it impossible for her to read their words.