Godwin and Debbie didn't plan to save much space for them now that the Rads were willing to provide a public luggage cart. Strength is important, but what they are about to face is an abyss full of darkness and unknown.
A little mistake or self-righteousness can be fatal - Horizons are not some fledgling mercenary regiment, they know it well after countless battles.
Godwin was not prepared to be stingy with props and protection. When the two on the horizon returned, the sun had already set, and a few stars could be vaguely seen in the night sky.
Due to the large number of items to buy, it is inconvenient to enter from the main entrance of the central church with steep steps. Godwin maneuvered the trailer with ease, and decided to enter from the back of the church.
"… remember what I told you."
The mercenary king's acuity is different from ordinary people. Although Oliver deliberately lowered his voice, Godwin was the first to distinguish it from the other noises, and he subconsciously stopped. Debbie, who noticed the strangeness, also stopped and focused on listening.
"I know you don't want to be left here, and I don't want to keep you here. Alas, after all, your status is special... There will always be inconveniences in taking you down the abyss." Oliver seemed to be talking to someone, he His tone was earnest and earnest. "Be obedient, okay? When I get back, I will definitely come to you as soon as possible."
Debbie gasped, and she stood still with a serious face.
"Okay, stop pestering me."
The distance was far enough that they could not see anyone, only that Oliver's voice came from a remote corner with a helpless smile.
"I'm not going to keep you here forever, you can find a nice place to rest and stay out of sight. You know, I have a way to find you. Don't be a spoiled brat, I know you don't like Nemo , but I—hey, seriously, don't lose your temper! I don't know how to explain it, you guys are totally different? Can you understand?"
The girl stomped her foot in anger and put the bag in her hand on the ground. She pulled out her pocket staff and charged aggressively towards the corner where the voice came from.
Godwin maneuvered the trailer to keep up, and finally caught up with his team members. He found that Debbie was looking at each other deeply.
Very good, the head of Horizon sighed in his heart. Oliver Ramon even started to be crazy enough to have a serious conversation with Ma.
It was found that Oliver was the little boy who had reached out to him in the past, and it was false to say that it was not touched. The greatest concession Godwin could make for the other party was to move the investigation of Nemo Wright into the shadows—otherwise, as long as Wright's true situation was not investigated, they would always be on opposite sides.
Although Oliver swears that Nemo Wright is not a demon warlock, there is still the possibility that he can be deceived by Wright.
If it wasn't for Debbie Wright's insistence that his eldest brother didn't have any magical talent, and the residents and archives of Roadmark Town also proved this, Godwin would even instinctively believe that the other party was a powerful superior demon.
It's a pity that no superior demon would be stupid enough to make a contract with a man with no magical talent.
Theory belongs to theory, and Godwin does not intend to give up the investigation completely because of this—
Every time he approached Wright, a certain instinctive fear overflowed from the crevices of his bones, cold as ice water, with a slight tingling. It felt very slight, but Godwin wasn't going to ignore it.
Not to mention the momentary sense of oppression that he felt in the witch incident that could not be traced to the source. In the Wither Castle incident alone, Godwin didn't think Oliver could do that alone.
Combined with the information revealed in the Alban coup not long ago, it is impossible for him to believe that Mr. Wright is just an innocent demon believer just because of a mere oath.
Young people in love are always blind and will subconsciously ignore the suspicious aspects of the other party.
Oliver Ramon is very powerful, and Godwin asks himself not to volunteer out of fear like Debbie did. At the end of the day, Ramon was still his last kin, and if Nemo Wright was indeed a complete liar, a demon who had been lurking for a long time, he couldn't watch it drag his blood relatives to death. There is no better opportunity to investigate now that the Radicals have entrusted tumbleweeds to guard.
He may not be the last hero in the prophecy, and Godwin will no longer be obsessed with this issue. But he will not simply give up protecting the surface and his loved ones.
Godwin shook his head and magically pulled up the trailer again. He decided to leave the matter to Miss Wright and Ramon alone, and to leave the awkward atmosphere of the two in front of him as soon as possible.
He took Nemo Light's stuff to the kitchen, then went back to his room to pack up and organize his gear. There was still no movement next door, and Debbie probably followed Ramon to see Wright.
Godwin lowered his gaze. He should probably be happy for Debbie, but there's always a bit of worry mixed in with it. If Wright really just kept acting...
Forget it, he thought. At least for now, Nemo Wright will be a "good brother".
Alone until dinner time, Godwin finally returned to the small hall again, intending to have one last peaceful dinner before the mission began.
However, before he could open the door, he heard a scream.
Head Horizon pulled out the holy sword instantly and broke into the door.
"No!" Wright's titular familiar, the grey parrot of the tumbleweed, was screaming mournfully. It was caught by Jesse's feet and flapped wildly. "Let go of me! Let me go! I'm leaving this hell!"
"This is a special service." Jesse said softly, "I just whispered the answer to you when my sweetheart wasn't around... You asked me, I thought you wanted to know?"
"I don't believe it, I don't believe it!... What did I do wrong?!"
"My heart is about to break, dear Bagmoru, you clearly like me so much." Jesse grabbed the struggling grey parrot and forcibly rubbed its cheek with her face. "And you and Mr. Wright are pretty good too. What's this, discrimination?"
"Help!!!" The whole bird of the grey parrot exploded into a ball, shaking so badly, that he could not wait to retract his head into his body.
Dinner was ready, but there was only the tumbleweed fortune-teller in the room. Nemo Wright and the former Judge Knight Commander don't know where to go. Godwin put away his sword, suddenly feeling a little tired.
"Oops, welcome back." Jesse pressed her index finger to her lips, made a "shh" gesture at the grey parrot, and then threw the sobbing parrot on the sofa.
Godwin rubbed his temples, speechless for a moment.
"If you're worrying about your teammates... lovely Miss Wright is with our captain, they just went to the kitchen to find Nemo. As for my sweetheart, um, if I'm not mistaken, Ed he's going for a night out Pray."
Godwin didn't like Tumbleweed, the infamous senior sea scorpion. He forced a smile. Before he could say anything, the four people who squeezed in through the door successfully took Jesse away. Dylan's attention.
Debbie rubbed her face, and there was still a trace of embarrassment on her face. Oliver was curiously asking Adrian in a low voice, while Nemo Wright placed a hot white cloth bag not far from the dining table, and the open mouth of the bag wafted out a strong aroma of baking.
"You're very thoughtful, dear Mr. Wright. There's no such thing as the Pope, and the table is full of bland things. They don't have dessert at all."
Jesse immediately ignored Godwin. He rubbed against his pocket, picked up a circle-shaped snack, and took a neat bite.
"It tastes great, just a little rough on the palate."
"Because that's a horse snack." Nemo even sounded a little sincere.
"It's okay, I don't think it's going to blame me."
Seeing Nemo step into the door, the grey parrot opened his throat and let out an unpleasant howl.
"...you told it?"
"I told it."
This team is not normal. Hearing these incomprehensible conversations, Godwin made a dazed judgment. He pulled out his own chair and decided to get rid of the nonsense and screaming in his ears and concentrate on the food in front of him.
Time flies fast until noon the next day.
Unlike Horizon, which is extraordinarily well-funded, the tumbleweeds didn't prepare too many magic items. The Fuller Goat was granted access to the small auditorium, and the burden on his back was not too heavy.
Although he was sure that he could enter the abyss normally, Nemo was still a little nervous. He thought that they would be teleported to the abyss, and then enter the abyss from the mouth of the abyss—
"Everyone will be teleported to Return Town."
Several clergy spread out a huge carpet with a teleportation array painted on one side, and the preceptor Felix stepped on the carpet.
"There is the junction between the abyss and the surface. Strictly speaking, it is the limit area that the surface teleportation array can reach. If there are people who cannot tolerate the magic of the abyss, it is best to take medicine now, or wear protective props."
The small auditorium, which was slightly empty last night, was overcrowded at this time. Counting the precepts bishops, sixty Ladd believers stood neatly on the edge of the blanket with serious faces. They wore different uniforms, and while theoretically clear about the positional makeup of the Raddites, Nemo could only immediately recognize the Knights of Judgement among them.
"It is safe to return to the town. The knights of judgment go first, followed by the fireman, the choir, and the escort, and finally the deacon will bring the supplies in." The Discipline Bishop Felix instructed.
The teleportation array lit up on the strangely textured carpet, and knights in armor formed a line and quietly stepped towards the center of the array.
"Fireman? Choir?" In order to prevent unnecessary confusion caused by overly similar faces, Oliver obediently put the skeleton helmet on his head. He leaned closer to Nemo and asked in a low voice. "I've heard of a little choir."
"The fire-bearer is their mage." Nemo also lowered his voice. After the trial knights all entered and disappeared from the teleportation array, the monks in red robes leaned on their staffs and stepped forward quietly. "Looks like these people."
Then, apart from the simple deacon who manipulated the magic trailer, the remaining man in white should be a member of the "choir".
The young man was sitting in an odd armchair that floated off the ground, his trouser legs empty under his white robe.
Several wide belts went around his waist, securing him to the chair so he wouldn't fall off the seat. The young man was wearing a weird white hat—the hat was covered with intricate golden patterns, and the brim was extremely low, which directly covered his eyes.
Before Oliver had time to take a few more glances, he had to keep up with the pace of Rad's teachers and step into the shining teleportation formation.
That's a good thing, Nemo thought blankly. Oliver's whole interest was in the choir member, he forgot his nervousness, and for a moment he had forgotten about his teleportation.
And when they reached Return Town and stepped on the land of the abyss, Oliver even forgot his weakness.
As the son of an innkeeper, and having grown up with the bragging chatter of various adventurers, Oliver had naturally heard of Return Town. If Road Sign Town is the closest human town to the abyss, in a sense, Return Town is the closest human town to the surface.
He knew that the return town was located in a deep pass in the Ash Mountains, but hearing it and seeing it with his own eyes were often two different things. Even though he had heard countless adventure stories, he was still shocked by the scenery in front of him.
There is hardly any sunlight here.
Trying to look up, they could only see a little bit of skylight. From this distance, the vast mouth of the cave is very similar in size to the sun, but the light cannot illuminate the ground at all.
Return Town is a town built on a cliff, and the whole town has no "ground" in the normal sense. Compared with ordinary towns, it is more like a castle made of wood and metal with sides glued to stone walls, huge but rudimentary. Buildings are superimposed on each other, and countless bridges and ladders are intertwined. The rooms are stacked with warm lights shining from the stars.
The teleportation array connecting the central church was carved on the stone wall perpendicular to the wooden "ground", and people even thoughtfully built wooden platforms and steps around the perimeter.
But in the gaps in the building, Nemo could still see the dark void beneath his feet.
The two tumbleweeds were just so stunned in front of the teleportation formation. If they weren't dragged off the wooden platform by the enthusiastic Debbie, they would have been knocked away by the magic trailer that followed.
Until everyone was in place, the two were still in a daze on the edge of the platform - except that Oliver craned his neck to look at the sky above his head, while Nemo held the railing on the edge of the wooden platform and aimed silently at the depths of the abyss.
"Welcome to the abyss, everyone."
A hoarse voice sounded not far away.
"It's good that the Rudd team arrives at the end, so that all three scouts are there."