"Your face doesn't seem to be very good." When the man came back, Claire was making tea in the white space, and his expression was very leisurely. Although she was a prisoner, she was treated very well. Not only did the other party not torture her, he also evacuated a supply point for her, prepared daily necessities, and even included some things that should not appear in the desert at all, such as the pear blossom tea table in front of Claire, and the full set of tea sets like the table.

In order to ensure that the old man will not be bored these days, the man even brought in a chessboard. As long as Claire wants to play chess, he will play with him. Sometimes, in order to take care of the old man's mood, he will deliberately lose a few games.

But tonight he didn't look like he was playing chess, and he didn't say a word after returning to the white space.

"It seems that the situation outside is not very good?" The old man raised his eyebrows, took out another cup, and slowly poured a cup of tea.

The man nodded and thanked him, picked up the tea and took a sip, and suddenly laughed out loud, "Senior, do you need to be childish like this? What's the point of doing this besides disgusting me?"

"You should be glad that there are not enough ingredients here, otherwise what you drank just now was not dust but poison." Claire said lightly.

The man shook his head, and was not angry. He silently poured out the remaining tea in the cup and boiled a pot again, "How could I make such a low-level mistake against you, senior?"

"Is that true, but you have made a mistake since you caught me here."

"We have discussed this issue many times." The man sighed, "Whether the Heretics, the Magicians Association, or the nobles in the south, they have tried almost all the methods in the past few hundred years, but without exception, they are always fooled by that person, so I can only try my own way. You are the closest person to him in this world today. I think no matter how heartless a person is, you cannot watch the closest person die."

"You have a lot of words. It seems that you have encountered some trouble today." The old man's reaction was as plain as ever.

Xavier did not hide it and said frankly, "It was a bit beyond my control. The monster grew at an amazing speed. What's more serious is that someone told it all about our information, which greatly shortened its time to learn and adapt to this new world. This was something I expected. I didn't notice earlier, and it had been sneaked into the inner city by it. Fortunately, it was discovered by a student, otherwise the people next to the city gate would be in danger tonight."

"Don't you care about their life and death?" Claire sarcastically.

"I don't care about their life or death, but I don't want them to die so quickly. Only the people here die one by one is in my interest. They are my bargaining chips like you. Although they are not as valuable as you, I don't want to squander so much. The man explained patiently, pausing and saying, "And this is not good news for you, which means that you are expected to have much less time left. My original intention is that I am very unwilling to hurt you. As long as I get what I want, I will guarantee that you will leave here without any damage." The man said sincerely.

"You overestimate me. In this situation, do you think I can have any way to contact the outside world?" The old man looked around the white space. It seemed like an isolated small world. Even the wind and sand outside could not blow in, so naturally it was impossible for any news to be heard from the outside world.

"I never underestimate anyone, especially the greatest magician in human history. If you can't contact him, I believe he will have a way to contact you. It won't take long to find out that you have disappeared from the bakery. Ordinary people may not be able to find your whereabouts, but he will definitely be able to contact you. He will be sure to convey my request to him at that time." The man said confidently.

Claire sighed, not only without fear, but a fleeting compassion flashed through his eyes. The old man's eyes seemed to be looking at a lost little ghost, "You have never thought about a question. Since the heresy judge knows my existence, and there are also people in the Magicians Association who knows my existence. So for so many years, they know that there is no way out, why are they not willing to try your method?"

The man was stunned, "Are you threatening me?"

"I'm not terrorizing you, I just want to give you a suggestion. When you decide to sit down at the poker table, make sure you are the smartest one on the poker table."

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"Hey, what do you think those five holy artifacts are?" The team rushed towards the inner city. The atmosphere was a little low. Gai suddenly asked. When he was sleeping last night, he had a lot of sand in his clothes. As a result, he woke up late and didn't have time to make fun of it. He panickedly wore the armor. As a result, when he walked, the sand made his skin itchy, but his hands couldn't reach into the armor.

"Um?"

"When Principal Foreman announced the rules of the competition, he said that there are five holy weapons in the freshmen's competition arena. Are you not good?" The fat man tried various positions but couldn't get to the itchy piece of meat. In the end, he had no choice but to give up and instead divert his attention through chat.

The rules of this year's freshman competition have indeed changed greatly from previous years, especially the emergence of five holy artifacts that can bring a large amount of points. In previous freshman competitions, there was obviously no such thing.

But apart from the name, everyone could not get any other relevant information, which made these five holy artifacts appear more and more mysterious. At the beginning of the game, everyone's attention was also focused on this side. However, the teleportation array was broken, the referee committee disappeared, and the appearance of the monster made everyone focus on what was happening in the dungeon. Naturally, they also forgot the so-called holy artifacts until the cap was raised again.

Anyway, I am idle, and Lobu said, "The saying of holy weapons first came from the church. When preaching, they claimed that those holy weapons were weapons left by the gods to shock evil in the world. However, the holy weapons were cast by high-level priests of the early temples themselves. Their nature is somewhat similar to enchanted weapons made by magicians. However, holy weapons are indeed effective when dealing with monsters, especially monsters from the abyss. The most famous nine holy weapons have killed countless evil creatures."

"Then do you think these five holy weapons in the dungeon have such power?" The fat man was immediately excited when he heard this, "If we could find one, can we deal with that monster?"
Chapter completed!