C8 The Mission of Atlanta(2)
Graz was overjoyed. He politely bowed to me and sat down.
Atma filled up the wine for us and poured herself a cup as well.
"Please!" Graz and Atma raised their glasses at the same time.
"Thank you!" I raised my glass and downed it in one gulp.
"Hero, please allow me to toast you alone." Atma poured another cup of wine for me. I still have a good impression of this Lady Boss, so I did not reject her and downed the wine in one gulp.
The mercenaries returned to the wine shop and drank quietly. They did not make any noise, because there was a mysterious powerful person here.
The waiters started to clean up the mess that was scattered all over the floor beside the wall that I broke.
"Sorry, I will compensate you for destroying your things." I'm sorry.
Atma smiled and said, "I am not worthy of anything." I felt that Atma's eyes were glowing. Her entire body was brimming with energy and vigor as she swept away the depression from before.
Hope. I saw hope in her eyes. My hope had just been extinguished. When I saw others filled with hope, I felt very uncomfortable in my heart.
"Hero, there is one thing that is difficult to say, but I hope that Hero can help me, this pitiful little woman. Other than Hero, I don't know who else in this world can help me."
"Don't call me Hero. Call me." I paused for a moment. Call me what? Call me Old Zhang? Call me a homeless man?
Atma also stopped and waited for me to continue. "Cough cough." I pretended to cough to cover up my embarrassment.
Graz looked at Atma and sighed. He was silent.
"What is it?" Of course, I don't want to meddle in other people's business. I just hope that after she speaks, she will reject her and return to her room to sleep. Being extremely depressed, I really don't have the time to care about matters outside my body.
"Hero, please help me take revenge for me"
"Oh" I don't really want to care about these things, the cycle of karma, the retribution, these things should be left to the heavens to arrange.
"A year ago, an evil Necromancer came to Lut Gholein and invaded King of Lut Gholein's palace. The Necromancer's magic power was powerful. King of Lut Gholein had sent troops to chase him away many times, but all of them ended in failure. My husband, Melton, was killed by the Necromancer in an eviction operation a year ago. I dreamt of him every night. His soul was imprisoned by the Necromancer, and he could not reincarnate... Atma explained.
"Huh?" I was stunned. It turned out that Atma's husband, Meldong, was dead. Meldong was the leader of the mercenary group. If he was killed, would no one take revenge for him? The mercenary group in Lut Gholein was famous for being not to be trifled with. There were many strong people in the group. Who would dare to make a move on the head of the enemy? The murderer still remained calm and composed in Lut Gholein? What kind of powerful person was he? Necromancer? There seemed to be not many of such people in the entire ___.
The Necromancer was a follower of dark magic. It sold the soul to the devil. Evil and terrifying, he was a warlock that was disdained by everyone in Mortal Realm. Why did he come to Lut Gholein? Why did he invade King of Lut Gholein's Palace? These people did not seem to like a bright environment.
"King of Lut Gholein was killed in an eviction mission not long ago. The new palace in Lut Gholein had to be moved to the west side of Lut Gholein City. It was announced to the public that he died of old age. Because this was the greatest humiliation of Lut Gholein, the royal family had sealed the truth. Three days later, the new King of Lut Gholein, Jerhyn, would ascend to the throne in the new palace. That warlock was very strange. After invading the palace, he did not continue to take the initiative to do evil. However, those who came to suppress him would never return. The new King of Lut Gholein had already announced that he would give up on expelling this warlock, so it was fine as long as everyone was safe. Our Mercenary Alliance also lost a lot of powerful people under this Necromancer. This is also a disgrace to our Mercenary Alliance." Graz felt somewhat unnatural when he talked about the past.
"In this regard, don't many families have super strong people? With the strength of Lut Gholein, they should have a wide relationship with those experts. Why didn't they invite them to help?" I asked.
"The families of the various tribes are secretly trying to weaken others. Furthermore, the strength of this Necromancer is too terrifying. No one is willing to send out experts who are guarding their own clans to take the risk. Furthermore, this is a disgrace to the Lut Gholein. It's the pride of the King of Lut Gholein Family!" Graz said.
"Hero, please accept my request. The resentment of revenge is pestering me every day. If you are willing to help me, I am willing to give you all my belongings after this."
Powerful warrior? I have not met a decent powerhouse for many years. The nature of a warrior is awakening within my body. Life is so dull, so dull that it makes people want to go crazy. Why not find some stimulation? I already have the intention to go and meet this Necromancer.
"Revenge for Melton is also our Mercenary Alliance's wish. If the hero can accept this request... Our Mercenary Alliance promises to do one thing in exchange for the Hero. No matter how difficult this matter is, the Alliance will keep our promise. " Graz said.
"Oh," I thought for a moment, "after this matter is done, can I trouble you to help my friend who uses magic in the city?"
"No problem!" Graz readily agreed. In his heart, he thought that if he successfully expelled the Necromancer, the King of Lut Gholein family would definitely be extremely grateful. There was no need for him to waste his breath. It was just a small matter.
"Alright." I agree.
"Hero, this young lady will first thank the hero!" Atma did not expect me to agree so easily and was immediately overjoyed. " Jess, quickly arrange the room of the hero to the VIP suite. Let the hero have a good rest, tonight's wine will be served to his heart's content!"
"No need" I waved my hand, I'm not a drunkard, alcohol is more like sending loneliness to me.
I stood up and said: "Please lead the way."
"Hero, don't you bring weapons and equipment?" Graz asked.
"No need. Please lead the way." I said calmly.
"Don't underestimate your opponent. You should rest for the night. Once your equipment is ready, you can continue." Graz hurriedly tried to stop me.
"It doesn't matter." I was starting to get impatient. Is there really anyone else in this world who needs me to use my equipment?
Graz did not say anything else and gave me the address of the old palace.