"So, the reason you came to save me was to fight me?"

I sat on a stone, leaning against the big tree behind me, covering my forehead with one hand, not knowing what to say.

"It's not 'we', it's him." The mist believer shook his head and pointed his right hand at the Knight with the gun beside him.

"Well, it's him." Metaphysical seal also echoed.

"Crack." A sound like a brittle sound of a broken wooden board.

I turned to look at the source of the sound.

Nangong sat cross-legged on a tree stump in the morning and night, not knowing what he was eating.

"What are you eating?"

"Ah? Potato chips." She looked as if she was right, "Do you want to have a piece?"

"Where did the potato chips come from this game?" I looked confused and looked at the golden flakes on her hand.

"I made it myself. My life job is a chef." She said, stuffing snacks into her mouth.

It doesn't matter if you say this sentence, but the trio all turned their heads to the snack girl.

"Life career?"

"potato chips?"

“Where did you receive a career task?”

It is obvious that through the concerns of these three people, we can distinguish which sentence was said by who said it.

"Uh, career mission?" She held the potato chips in her mouth and thought for a while.

"I remember I brought it myself as soon as I was born." She scratched her head embarrassedly.

"Maybe because I am an apprentice of a chef in real life, hehehehe..."

This is OK too?

"Supercredibility." Qiu Shuangyue suppressed the depression in her heart and patted the Misty Trustee on the shoulder.

"If you have something to say," the mist believer raised his eyes.

"You said why didn't you become a craftsman when you first found a job... What's wrong with you? You just worked as an intelligence dealer." Qiu Shuangyue sighed.

The mist believer said nothing, his face was a little blue. I think he was about to punch Qiu Frost Moon's dog head in his heart.

"Okay, let's not talk about the gossip, I officially offer you an invitation." Qiu Shuangyue made a 'please' gesture.

"Don't talk about the previous appointment, are you two interested in joining our 'Haven' Guild?" His eyes swept over us one by one, with a hint of sincerity, "I think if you can absorb you two as companions, it will add a lot of help to us."

“Eh?”

"Um?"

Let's not talk about our reactions, the Mist believer and the Metaphysical Imperialized First, the surprising tone of words.

"Ah~ So you have such a plan, but if it's morning and night, I'm fine, hehe." The metaphysical seal smiled at Nangong Zaye in front of her.

"Is that so? I'm still worried that you will object." Qiu Shuangyue felt relieved.

"I object." The mist believer suddenly spoke.

"Uh... can I ask why?" Qiu Shuangyue asked, seemingly a little embarrassed.

"Unconditional and unreasonable objection." After saying this, he continued to chew his tree roots down.

"Is it because he was dependent last time and did something like that?" Qiu Shuangyue seemed to be defending me, "But he didn't do that."

The metaphysical engravings on the side kept winking at me, as if they wanted to express something.

She looked at me, then at Qiu Frost Moon, then at the Mist Trustee, and finally made a 'no' gesture.

She means...
Chapter completed!