The city was the abode of an old and ugly demigod, "Limb" Gerrick.
"...All right, let's get moving."
After that, no matter how they conversed with Fan Lei, no new information would emerge.
"So, our next destination is Stonewell, huh? Starting off with killing a demigod? That's too thrilling."
"However, given how I've mastered 'Anti-defense', there should be no big issues."
"But without the Finger Witch to give us clear guidance, the Blessing only pointed us in a general direction—how exactly to proceed, though..."
As he spoke, Czcu's gaze turned towards the screen.
Not far ahead,
a soldier clad in heavy armor and mounted on a warhorse was patrolling back and forth.
"Good, let's 'ask for directions' from this guy." The way Czcu said "ask for directions" was particularly sly, a devious smile spreading across his face.
Longsword in hand, he leaped down from a small mound and ran straight towards the mounted soldier.
You little scamps, here I come!
