Mystic Dominator

The conversation with the man is over.

The living room was eerily quiet.

Both Ronald and Naxos stood in place and remained silent. Only Thomson, who had just negotiated with the man, had the joy of seeing the hope of survival on his face, and he even wanted to announce the good news to the other two.

"Two, we..."

"Okay, Thomson." Naxos directly interrupted the merchant, "After all, you don't understand these things, so I don't intend to blame you for your recklessness, but the only thing is, when you take the next action, please don't be presumptuous. asserted."

"well?"

Facing Naxos's sharp reprimand, Thomson hadn't reacted immediately.

But soon, the middle-aged businessman who thought he understood everything had an expression of enlightenment on his face.

"No, no, Naxos, you can't do this."

"It was understandable to abandon our companions and escape alone before, but now we can clearly help this poor father and his daughter, why should we refuse?"

It turned out to be in Thomson's understanding.

He thinks that Naxos and Ronald are planning to abandon the father and daughter and run away alone...

How stupid!

"Tsk—"

Angrily spitting on the floor, Naxos took two quick steps and came to Thomson.

Before Hongshang could react, he grabbed the other man's collar with one hand, and roughly lifted the middle-aged man from the floor of the porch.

"I said......"

"Don't you want to live?"

The dazed Thomson stared at Naxos in horror. In the steel-blue pupils of his companion, he saw full anger...

And the killing intent hidden in the lowest layer of expression!

"Nai... Naxos!"

"What do you want to do? Put me down first, okay?"

"Aren't we companions?"

Looking at the middle-aged man in his hand who still couldn't realize his mistake, Naxos could even feel his own blood surging:

"Who would..."

At this time, Ronald came over and patted Naxos on the shoulder:

"Well, it's useless to get angry with him now."

"It's better to save some effort and think about what we should do next."

Pat——

Obeying Ronald's persuasion, Naxos let go and let the merchant fall to the ground, gnashing his teeth and cursing:

"What else?"

"Since this guy agreed to the other party's request, let him save the 'people' himself!"

Speaking of this, Naxos was even more angry.

Pointing to Thomson on the ground, he continued to sigh towards Ronald beside him:

"You have been negotiating with the other party for so long, and this guy didn't even notice that you never promised the other party any request during the whole conversation! Even the livestock in Maria's manor would not be so stupid Leng Leng sent himself to the chopping block!"

As soon as the words came out, Thomson on the ground froze.

Thinking back carefully, when Ronald talked to that man before, it seemed that he really didn't agree to any request from the other party.

Because Ronald dominated the rhythm of the conversation, before he interrupted himself.

Basically, it was Ronald asking, and the other party answered, even if the man made a request, Ronald ambiguously passed it by changing the subject.

All the words that directly agree to the other party's request are all said by yourself!

Is there really something wrong with me?

"..."

Hemming and hawing, Thomson began to defend himself:

"I... I didn't do it on purpose either!"

"Besides, the other party is not a bad person..."

"enough!"

Naxos directly interrupted Thomson's defense:

"Didn't you see how that woman was eroded just now?"

"According to what the man said,

As the direct holder of the magic book, why is this guy a normal person? "

"Is his request so worthy of your trust?"

"..."

After three consecutive questions full of anger, Thomson completely misfired.

It was precisely because of these words that Ronald took a deep look at Naxos.

——Although the words didn't hit the point, this guy really knows a lot.

After pondering for a moment, Ronald asked:

"So, we must now act according to the requirements of the dialogue?"

"Not necessarily." Naxos shook his head, "But just in case, there may be a hidden contract in the other party's way of dialogue. Although the effect will not be too strong, it will definitely be a trouble."

After explaining to Ronald, Naxos gave Thomson a hard look.

"Bad guy."

"Hold...sorry..."

This time, Thomson also realized his mistake and stopped defending himself as before.

"So what should we do now?"

"ah!"

Suddenly, the merchant who got up from the ground was shocked, and something seemed to be thought of in his fearful eyes:

"Will we not be heard by that person when we talk here?"

"well--"

Ronald sighed.

Saying this guy is smart, it was useless when the bad thing happened just now; it should be said that this guy is stupid, he is not so stupid.

Waving his hands weakly, he still opened his mouth to explain:

"Don't worry, this guy doesn't have the ability to monitor us all the time."

"Otherwise, he could use this method to contact us the moment he entered the mansion."

Listening to Ronald's explanation, Thomson was still uneasy:

"But he..."

"There's nothing wrong with it." Ronald shook his head: "Think about it carefully, when did this guy contact us?"

"when......"

"While we were running away."

"Be more accurate." Listening to the two people's questions and answers, Naxos also helped explain by the way, "We alarmed that crazy woman, and this guy contacted us after she made a movement."

"Let's take a step back."

"If he can monitor us all the time, then theoretically he can perfectly control his wife's movements. If that's the case, does he still need us to help him save his daughter?"

"..."

In this way, Thomson fully understood.

"So as long as we don't make any noise in the future, we will basically not attract his attention."

Naxos was a little speechless, but nodded:

"It's okay for you to understand..."

"Okay, let's hurry up and do it."

At this time, Ronald pointed to the night outside the window.

After exploring the second floor and negotiating with the man, the two sides were delayed, and more than a quarter of an hour had passed.

Under the continuous erosion of the black fog, no scenery can be seen around the Black Mountain, and the turbulent darkness is almost a step away from the outermost garden of the mansion.

"Let's go."

Seeing the darkness outside the window, Naxos immediately understood what Ronald meant.

Lifting his lamp and walking out, he was still at the forefront of the team.

Immediately after, Thomson followed suit.

"..."

Ronald, who was at the end, looked at the living room thoughtfully.

Picking out a few pieces of firewood by the fireplace, he followed.