It wasn't that they didn't trust Fuzzsir, but they simply couldn't rely on a lunatic to come up with a good plan—this was just too unreliable.
"Don't try anything crazy!" Luca warned him, clearly not trusting Fuzzsir's judgment.
However, Fuzzsir was completely unconcerned. He waved his hand dismissively and said, "Don't worry, there won't be any danger. I'm confident I can draw quite a few monsters away."
Hearing him say that, Luca and Donlow didn't have much else to add. Fuzzsir might have his quirks, but when it came to the big things, he rarely messed up. In fact, most of the time, he was the most dependable.
Seeing that the two had silently approved of his plan, Fuzzsir smiled like a 24-year-old child. He then raised his skeletal staff and began to draw a spell array in the air. The runes were black, swirling with intricate symbols that emitted a dark death energy. It seemed like a high-level skill.
