Chapter 107 Frederick and Justus

It's a very reassuring face.

There was no warning in Annan's mind, such a thought popped up.

Appearing in front of Annan was a "classic" mercenary uncle's face. There was a healthy sheen of oil on his dark brown skin, and his tawny pupils shone brightly.

This man's body is strong enough... in the case of wearing a leather coat, the muscles in his shoulders can hold the clothes up.

The man's right hand supported Annan and climbed up. Annan didn't even feel any pressure and was directly lifted up.

The muscles of his forearm were so strong that they were like hinges made of steel, as if the bones had to be locked firmly. The palm of his hand was hot, and even after his right hand left, Annan could feel a burst of heat rising from his shoulders.

"Huh."

Watching Annan open his eyes, the corner of the man's mouth raised: "You are awake.

"I'm right, how does 'Dragon Drink' taste?"

"...It tastes good with barbecued meat. If you drink it dry, please spare me."

"Annan" shook his head and made a gentle voice in his mouth.

He found a glass of warm water on the table and drank it. Dry eyes are soothed a lot.

At this time, Annan also acutely discerned that these were the two voices he heard when he entered the nightmare.

- Could this be Frederick and Justus?

Was it actually Frederick's identity that he was using?

Annan thought at first that Frederick should be a boss here.

...but speaking of it.

If I were Frederick...

So the soul in Justus' body at this moment is Miss Nefertari who lost the consciousness of the dreamer?

Annan himself hadn't thought about what to say, but a tired-sounding voice came out of his mouth: "...It's okay now.

"When I just finished drinking, it was like someone was dancing in my mind..."

"Ahahahahaha! Men just want to drink spirits!"

The man let out a hearty laugh, took out the jug tied to his waist, raised his head and took two sips. He then handed it to Annan, raised his brows and made a nasal umm as a sign.

"No. No. No."

In a gentle tone, "Annan" issued a three-fold unwavering refusal: "I am also a wizard to some extent... I beg you to wake me up a bit."

"Ahahahahaha! With me here, what are you afraid of!"

Hearing "Annan", the man just laughed out loud.

He grinned, stretched out the thumb of his right hand, and picked out a heavy gold chain like a mahjong tile from his neck: "Look clearly, Frel - this is gold now! I'm not the same now as before, Do you know what it means to be fearless?!

"That is, even if you fall into the lava, you will never die!"

He seemed to pronounce some sort of nickname for Frederick.

After laughing and talking, the man suspected of "Justus" raised his head and took a sip of strong wine again.

Annan has yet to control his actions and words.

But he could adjust his sight.

He noticed that something seemed to be written on the "card" on the heavy gold chain. It was like a dense short text... But Annan glanced at it, but couldn't see what was written on it.

"what……"

"Annan" just helplessly sighed deeply: "Anything is fine, but let's forget about the wine.

"When this thing falls on the skin, you will feel a burning pain. How did you drink it? The alcohol is so strong that it is already a poison, right?"

"It's just poison. You can understand that."

The man carelessly screwed up the wine bottle and stuffed it back into his waist: "But don't worry. I've already transferred all the poison you've endured back to me.

"This is the magic wine that can make the dragon get drunk... a good thing that you can't find outside. Drinking this thing will not die, but it is a rare experience."

the man said,

Sitting down beside Annan.

With his forearm, he clamped Annan's neck.

"Hey, Frel. You're a busy man, and you haven't seen each other in many years. It's a rare opportunity, why don't you try suicide?"

"What?"

"Frel" and Annan in his heart made confused voices in unison.

"Let me tell you. Today, even death can be reversed."

The man patted his chest and made a sound like metal clashing.

He made a low and proud voice: "If only I was so strong back then. Ingrid she..."

"—Justus."

"Annan" suddenly spoke, interrupting Justus's words, and confirming that Annan's guess was correct: "Tell me about the mission goal before you drink too much.

"You brought me to the Cinder Barrens, what do you want me to help you find? If it's buried under volcanic rocks, I can't find it."

He rubbed his temples and said angrily: "I'm very busy, Justus... Unless it's a 'lost thing' with clues. That kind of treasure that no one knows about can't be recruited in a short time.

"Within three days, I have to go back to my family to participate in the next round of consecration ceremony. If you're not in a hurry, I'll come back to you next week?"

"I don't drink much..."

Justus muttered in a low voice and patted "Annan" on the shoulder hard, making him feel a fleeting exploding pain: "It won't delay your business. It's a very simple job, and I won't let you. If you do it for nothing, you will be rewarded accordingly.

"But before that, you have to sign a non-disclosure agreement."

Justus said, reaching out and groping in his arms.

"Annan" stared at him.

After about three or four seconds, the high-spirited confident expression on Justus' face became a little embarrassed: "Hey? Wait... Maybe I fell downstairs when I was drinking yesterday. Maybe I didn't bring it... Don't panic, you rest. I'll look for the contract - oh, just in time to order a lunch, what would you like to eat?"

Justus' tone was very casual.

"Annan" sighed and said casually.

"Fried lamb with black pepper pesto... Don't bring me wine, I want a glass of orange juice. It's better on ice."

"Got it, black pepper steak and—don't get the orange juice, take a step back, how about the orange wine?"

Looking at "Annan"'s expression, Justus raised his brows and grinned happily: "Just kidding, don't mind. Black pepper pesto fried lamb with iced orange juice, I remember it clearly.

"Stay here and don't move. You can also read the newspaper in the room. I'll be back soon."

Having said that, Justus left the room without saying a word.

The scene so far has been completely out of control. It should be regarded as the CG part of the opening introduction.

And after Justus left, Annan's body was finally able to move freely.

The next moment, the introduction plot of this dungeon just appeared in front of him.

(End of this chapter)