Don't Call Me A Succubus, I'm Really Just A Warlock!

Swain looked directly at Mu En: "Since you have made your choice now, I will tell you what to do next."

He produced a very simple necklace, with only a blue gemstone threaded through the rope.

“All you have to do is wait.

At this point in time, Qin has already gone to the palace to find me in this era and proposed that you inherit the title of prince.

But even so, you can't contact me in this era. Even the one in the palace is just a clone, but because it is a clone, only people who have passed the spiritual trial can contact him. "

Mu En took the necklace and asked, "Mind trial?"

"Yes." Swain nodded, "Mind trial is a special magic. Within ten years after the mind trial, you will not be able to harbor any ill will towards the caster, not even the slightest thought."

"What does waiting mean?"

"It means that when the time comes, I will notify you, and then you put on the necklace and go to the designated location, and someone will take you to meet me in this era.

But there are a few things you need to remember. First, no matter who takes you, don’t be surprised. Second, treat yourself as a mute at that time, don’t speak, keep your head down, and just follow along. Third, no matter what sound you hear, pretend you didn't hear it. You are deaf. Do you understand? "

"Is it that simple?" Mu En was a little surprised.

"Yes, it's that simple. All complex plans and other things will be solved by me, and all you have to do is remember what I said." Swain nodded.

"good."

Mu En nodded, and he put the necklace into the storage ring, "Can I ask, this plan may start in a few days at the earliest?"

Swain thought for a while: "The plan will not start until the time comes in the past seven days. If you want to do anything, just do it quickly. After all, after the plan starts, you don't know if you will be able to donate your blood after you donate your blood." If you die like this, you can still survive.”

"Seven days..."

Mu En thought that it was just right to say goodbye one by one.

"Okay, I have said everything that needs to be said. In order to avoid consuming too much power and affecting the plan, I will cancel the projection first."

After Swain finished speaking, he began to become illusory and then disappeared from Mu En's eyes.

"Let's go." Moon turned around, spoke to Sivana, and walked towards the Alfred family.

"Master Mu En!"

At this time, the seven-member team was not detained any longer. They chased after him and breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that nothing happened to Mu En.

"Master Mu En, there is a powerful enemy nearby. Just now, the seven of us were imprisoned in place and unable to move. At the same time, no one could notice us."

The captain of the seven-man team looked around, and Mu En patted him on the shoulder.

"It's okay, a friend I know wanted to say a few words to me, but now he has left."

Hearing Mu En's words, the seven-member team breathed a sigh of relief.

"Really? That's great. We also want to ask people in the family for help."

Back to the Alfred family, the three cheap brothers have gone to unknown places. According to Swain, Sister Qin should still be in the palace now.

After a few random turns, Mu En left the Alfred family again.

He went to find Drizzt and the others.

When we arrived at the barbecue restaurant opened by Drizzt and the others, we could see that the queue had already reached outside the door.

After finally squeezing in, a familiar scene came into view. Just like when they first met the members of the special operations team, Gray and the others were busy.

The skeletons summoned by magic have become barbecue masters. Due to long-term close contact with barbecue seasonings, their white bones have been smoky.

Drizzt saw Mu En and smiled sheepishly.

"Why are you here? There may be danger outside. Isn't it better to leave the Alfred family?"

Drizzt wiped his hands on the rag beside him, and then walked aside with Mu En.

The seven-member team was arranged into a private room. When the barbecue restaurant opened, there were internal private rooms for their own use.

"Well, after I found out you were opening, I wanted to come and take a look." Mu En lied.

"What's so interesting about this?" Drizzt shook his head, inexplicably feeling a sense of vicissitudes of life.

“Now people are almost looking for it. They want to go back to the future, but they don’t know how to do it.

We have to live in the present. Since we can't go back for the time being, we must look forward.

Nowadays, there are so many people and no identification, making most of the ways to make money useless.

Only by opening your own store can you make it through and feed everyone. "

For Drizzt and the others, this kind of life can actually be considered a vacation.

In Winter Fortress, they had to face troops that had to support the front line at any time, and centurions like Drizzt had to change shifts.

Not to mention the others, they basically stay on the front line and face the monsters.

Therefore, they have not experienced this kind of life without fighting or crisis for a long time.

After coming to this era, many people find that their energy has improved a lot. After all, they no longer need to be wary of monsters that may suddenly appear.

"I actually still have a lot of money here." Mu En said.

Drizzt shook his head: "It's impossible to use your money all the time, just once or twice. We are professionals after all. How can we starve to death if we have hands and feet?"

"Yes." Mu En said.

"By the way, if you have any difficulties over there, remember to contact us. Although everyone is not very strong, there is strength in numbers.

Even if it requires the use of brains, there is always someone among us who can figure it out. "

Drizzt said that he looked at Mu En and felt that he was a little depressed, so he tried to comfort him.

"It's not difficult at all."

Mu En shook her head.

The exchange with Swain was not suitable to tell Drizzt and the others.

First of all they can't be of much help, and secondly there's nothing they can do to help.

In such a big event, a master-level expert is nothing.

Will there be very few masters who died after the destruction of the royal capital?

Not necessarily.

So compared with so many masters, Drizzt and the others seemed very weak.

Even the masters died, even Drizzt and the others had the same result.

There is no need to involve them.

"Here, have a taste."

Drizzt took a skewer from Gray and handed it to Moon.

Mu En took a small taste and gave a thumbs up: "It tastes very good, but it's a little less flavorful than when I ate it."

Drizzt spread his hands: "There is no way. We can only collect so many kinds of seasonings in a short period of time. It will definitely be incomparable to the original."

"Too."

Mu En threw the empty sign into the trash can and left.

Farewell to Drizzt and the others... this should be considered complete.