Raymond, who was immersed in meditation, slowly opened his eyes under the reminder of the chip.

In the dimly lit ruins of the Underground Wizard Tower, no one can tell the time more accurately than Raymond.

Standing up and exhaling the turbid breath in his chest, Raymond, who had cleared his mind a little, walked out of the tent that belonged to him.

The magic light that was hung high above the door in the distance emitted a soft glow, but soon Raymond heard a soft conversation coming from the tent next to him.

"Help me get dressed!" said Winnie, a beautiful woman, her voice trembling a little.

"Wear it yourself......" The urn sounded a little hesitant, obviously belonging to the Minotaur Cyril.

"Oops, why didn't you see you shy when you sewed your pants?" raised her voice slightly, and the big beauty Winnie spoke threateningly. "Say, don't you think the old lady's body fragrance is more attractive?"

The conversation ended, but Winnie's breathing grew a little heavier with the sound of the sneer, and the sound of Cyril the Minotaur whirring was clearly heard from Winnie's tent.

Raymond, who had a smile on his face, soon saw Jonas who was also smiling, and he also stepped out of the tent.

Raymond and Jonas, who were also standing at the door of the tent without greeting, waited until Cyril the Minotaur came out of Winnie's tent with a red face, and the two burst into laughter almost at the same time.

Cyril, the minotaur, who seemed to have been caught, immediately turned red with embarrassment, but soon Winnie, a beautiful woman with a small mouth and a radiant face, opened the tent and got out.

"Two, what's so funny!" Winnie, whose cheeks were crimson but still had a hint of smugness in her eyes, stamped her foot hatefully at Jonas and let out a coquettish sneer. "Unscrupulous wizards, don't you know that it is immoral to peep into other people's privacy!"

Winnie with a hot body. Standing with the huge Minotaur Cyril, the combination of beauty and beast made Raymond and Jonas laugh again, but as the annoyance in Winnie's eyes gradually appeared, Jonas quickly greeted Raymond with a smile. "Truly, did you sleep well yesterday, Lord Raymond?"

Pressing the urge to laugh again, Jonas was so pretentious that Raymond would naturally cooperate. "Well rested, very good, Lord Jonas, did you hear a sound you shouldn't have heard?"

"No, no, what about you......"

"I just woke up. Didn't hear anything......"

"Let's have breakfast together, Mistress Raymond......"

"Good good ......"

Greeting each other like this, Raymond and Jonas quickly left each other's tents and came together as if they hadn't seen Winnie.

Listen to Winnie's angry gasps behind her. Looking at each other and smiling at each other is not against the feeling of heart, but it instantly shortens the distance between each other.

Hobson guarding the door. By this time, everyone's breakfast had been prepared. But it wasn't until Raymond and the others were about to finish eating that Winnie, who was wearing peach blossoms, swayed her slender waist and dragged the hand of Cyril the Minotaur in front of everyone.

Directly brought the breakfast of Cyril the Minotaur to him, and Winnie, who scanned everyone with her eyes, put on an aggressive appearance.

Raymond and Jonas looked down and enjoyed their breakfast. Ignoring her again with tacit understanding, Winnie, whose face soon turned red, shouted coquettishly. "Lord Jonas, don't do that......"

By this time. Even Hobson, who has always been silent, couldn't hold back his laughter, and in the face of Winnie, who stood up and was coquettish, and Cyril, the minotaur with a happy but smiling face, everyone's mood couldn't help but relax.

The narrow-faced Jonas casually joked about the beautiful Winnie, and it was not until Winnie was so angry that she had to ask for help from Cyril the Minotaur, that everyone laughed wantonly and enjoyed their breakfast.

After simply finishing breakfast, everyone began to gather their playfulness and began to prepare for today's ruins exploration.

However, when Cyril the Minotaur took out the set of chain mail that had been broken yesterday, the surprised Cyril the Minotaur scratched his head and became puzzled. "How did my chain mail get repaired? I don't remember if I did!"

After a moment of silence, the others' eyes turned to Winnie with shame and anger on her face, and soon Winnie rushed to Cyril the Minotaur, grabbing his ears and roaring. "If you wear it, you can wear it! How can there be so much nonsense!"

Cyril, the minotaur with a bitter face, still didn't react, muttering in his mouth. "No, I really didn't repair this chain mail yesterday......"

"Shut up!" Winnie, who closed her eyes in anger and clenched her fists, soon burst into a shrill shout. "Cyril, you idiot, my mother is going to make you angry!"

Winnie, who punched and kicked Cyril the Minotaur, stopped in anger until he couldn't beat anymore, and Cyril the Minotaur finally shut his mouth and stopped talking, but looked at Winnie with a softer look in his eyes, and laughed from time to time.

Witnessing a touching and heartwarming show, everyone began to check their equipment, weapons, and supplies, but when everyone was about to go out, Jonas suddenly thought of something, turned to Raymond and said. "Lord Raymond, let's exchange spells first, I'm still a little worried about this kind of wizard tower that belongs to the ancient dark wizards. ”

Nodding his head, Raymond flicked his fingers and immediately exchanged spells with Jonas, but Raymond also spoke out the doubts he had thought of at night. "Lord Jonas, does the appearance of the undead yesterday mean that the risk level of the ruins has increased?"

Jonas, who was already about to open the door, froze, and his face was a little ugly after he slowly turned around. "The appearance of the undead has already led to an increase in the risk level, but the undead made from the Three-Eyed Man will not pose a threat to us. ”

Jonas's words made Raymond frown, and he looked into Jonas's eyes and immediately asked. "So what other types could be possible besides the undead of the Three-Eyed Man?"

"There are many kinds of undead creatures, and the refining methods of the ancient dark wizards have long been lost," Jonas said with some uncertainty on his face, after a moment of hesitation. "But based on the strength of the owner of this wizard tower, there shouldn't be an overly powerful ...... of undead" (To be continued.) )