Netheril’s Brilliance

　　 "Wheat bread is really mellow and delicious." Punk was sitting at an old long dining table. He was using a knife to cut the wheat bread on the plate into almost equal squares.

　　 "Your Excellency is so used to eating." The baron gently put the fork in his hand, the iron fork touched the dinner plate without making a sound.

　　 For this kind of "official" dialogue between the two, Kane next to him was obviously impatient. Although he didn't talk nonsense because of his father's majesty, the movements of his hand did not conceal his anxiety.

　　Punk used his peripheral vision to see that Kane was cutting the bread on his plate into crumbs with almost afterimages, and couldn't help but complain to the Baron "Are you really your biological father and son? This character is too bad"! However, Punk also carefully discovered that although Kane cut the bread fast and ruthlessly, he surprisingly did not touch the bottom of the plate, and there was almost no sound during the whole process.

　　 "I'm going to see how the father and son sang a show."

After punk quietly used a secondary toxicity test, he put the cubed hard bread into his mouth. Only a cautious wizard can live for a long time. Punk has always been cautious, but he noticed that he was focusing on making bread crumbs. Kane paused slightly. Obviously Kane found his "little moves".

Punk was very calm and chewed the bread in his mouth lightly, and a scent of wheat mixed with earthy aroma filled his mouth. Although the taste of the bread was still hard, the fine particles were like a tongue massage, and they melted in the mouth. The glutinous wheat syrup...Punk has to admit that a large part of his appreciation for this bread is not polite.

　　Since the bread is so delicious, Punk simply ignored Kane who had stopped making crumbs and the straight Baron who was still sitting. He cut another piece of bread and put it in his mouth, and then concentrated on tasting the bread.

A little bit of time passed, and there was a weird silence on the table. Punk slowly used the standard noble dining etiquette to finish his share of bread, and Kane had already carved the remaining half of the bread into a piece of bread. Lifelike squirrel.

The baron waited meticulously until the punk had eaten all of his bread, and then said without any haste: "Your Excellency, do you want to go to Konora? It is the closest city to here, but you still have to go through it. A large wasteland!"

　　 "Yes, I heard that the food there is quite famous. I wanted to go and enjoy it a long time ago. I didn't expect to have tasted delicious bread here. I am already looking forward to it in Konola City." Punk said with a slight smile.

　　 "It is true that the food in Konola City is delicious and full of characteristics. I visited it once in my childhood and I still miss it." The baron gently rubbed the corner of the table with his hand with a look of nostalgia.

　　 "Please~, that~ the place where the ghost is rich is the shaluo pig leather, okay...". Kane next to him finally couldn't help but complain.

　　 "Stare..."

　　 "Stare..."

　　 Under the faint eyes of the Baron and Punk, Kane seemed to want to say something, but in the end he decided to silently lower his head and continue to add details to the squirrel he carved.

　　 "…………"

　　 "…………"

　　 The scene was very embarrassing...

　　 "…………My eldest son will also go to Konora in the near future, how about going with your Excellency"? The baron who was silent for a while said abruptly!

Punk can't help but frown when he hears this. The Baron's words are really quite abrupt. Now he and Kane don't understand each other, and even he is still holding three-point hostility and seven-point guard against this seemingly inconsistent knight. But the Baron seemed to make a request for cooperation unaware, no matter how it looked, it was very unreasonable.

Kane next to him also stopped the sculpture of the squirrel at this time. He showed a helpless expression and looked at his father, hugged his hand in front of his chest, and curled his lips with obvious dissatisfaction. Sonorous voice.

　　 "Maybe Mr. Baron doesn't know much about the power of professionals, but it's just a small wasteland... Apprentice-level strength is still... relatively secure." Punk spoke to the Baron in as subtle a tone as possible.

　　 "Maybe Mr. Mage doesn't know much about the recent situation in the Mord Wasteland... but just heard some news about... undead... I think... it's better to have more protection". The Baron also spoke in a tactful tone. "Furthermore, according to my businessman friend, a whole jungle has been eroded by the breath of the undead, and the woods are full of bones that go around everywhere. I think I have a better understanding of the power of professionals, it is better to think about it carefully." .

　　 "...undead"? Punk didn't care about the baron's slightly mocking tone. He recalled the information about the undead in the intellectual memory.

There are many kinds of undead, most of them hate all living beings, and their strengths are also strong and weak. Their sources are nothing more than three: the first type is "created" by professionals using summoning, synthesis and other methods. Strength is directly linked to the manufacturer. The second type: born from the plane of undead, but unless there are special reasons for this kind of undead, it is difficult to descend on other planes, especially the plane of positive energy. The third type: the "natural" produced by the gathering of the power of souls carrying a lot of negative emotions, and the representative ones are commonly known as ghosts and wraiths, but the general power is low, and it scares ordinary people.

　　 "But... even if the baron’s merchant friend exaggerated it, it was actually only a small forest that was eroded. This is definitely the power of the trainee level." Punk thought silently.

　　 "Look at the old man, no matter what the undead he is, we can't afford to provoke him and we can't hide it. Besides, I am a bright vindictive cultivator. Don't want those bones that are absolutely restrained"! With that said, Kane gathered a bit of grudge on his nails, and easily carved a villain holding a sword on the wooden table.

　　Punk ignored Kane’s bragging~www.wuxiahere.com~ He asked the Baron, "When will your friend tell you the news?"

"According to the time, my friend should have returned to Konola City, but he is usually not well-known, and he has no money or power. He is just a small businessman. Even if he reports to the church, those clergymen who are above the top I'm afraid I won't believe it either." The baron saw that punk wanted to ask if there would be a group of gods from the church shouting "purify everything" to participate, so he a little helplessly cut off punk's desire to make money.

"Speaking of the villages in this area are very remote. On weekdays, my old friend brings a small caravan to and from time to time. This time I will encounter undead, but my old friend has a curious old problem... ……If you don’t know it, you will put yourself in danger…” The Baron looked distressed, but this time it didn’t seem to be pretending.

　　Punk pretended not to hear the suggestion of the Baron "hope to help his friends". In fact, according to him, whether or not a guy with such a problem is dead or alive has nothing to do with him. And Kane just muttered a few perfunctory "get it, got it". Obviously he didn't want to bother about the dead businessman either.

Punk thought about it seriously. He is not a mage who can't help himself. If he really hits an apprentice-level powerhouse, it is absolutely dangerous. If there is a fighter who cooperates with himself as a spellcaster, then if there is an "accident", At least the chance of escape will be much greater, and no matter how bad, there is still a target to distract the pursuer.

When 　　 raised his head, Kane was also looking at punk with a far-reaching perspective. "It seems that I wanted to go together", punk thought!

　　 "Then it will be a happy cooperation." Finally, the punk said with a smile to the baron who had returned to the retro style with a calm expression, but Kane shrugged and said that he had no objection.