He had lived for two hundred years.
The sufficiently long life had given him knowledge far beyond that of his kin, I guess, he must be looking for a way out for his companions as well.
What I mean is, a way out apart from serving as cannon fodder in the war of the Golden Flower Kingdom.
Little Murphy, this is an opportunity!
They have no place to go, and you have no one to use."
Cui Si gripped Murphy's wrist, and said softly:
"If you can accept having a group of witch hunters who think every day about how to kill you in your domain, perhaps..."
"I understand, but now is not the time."
Murphy nodded and replied:
"There is a priority to everything we do, let's first deal with the problem of the Blood Eagle Corridor. You can go back to rest, let Bonnie and Adel accompany you back.
Milian, take good care of my clan leader."
"Understood."
The redhead girl nodded.
