I am the Enchantress!

Chapter 90 Imminent Activation

After traveling through the tunnel for a while, Cyrion also sensed a sense of unease.

Leading the way is inherently dangerous.

The so-called "leader" must walk ahead of the person being led, entrusting their back to them without reservation.

Could there have been some oversight?

However, Lyle and Joffrey are still outside the cave, and they will probably quietly follow at the back, turning the situation into a sandwich with Kant's team in the middle.

Thinking of this, Cyrion felt a little more at ease.

By this time, they had exited the tunnel, passed through the front hall, and officially entered the dangerous area filled with traps and mechanisms.

Cyrion slowed his pace and directed Kant and the others to pass through a safe area.

"Mr. Kant, look, this trap is ingeniously designed, the work of a highly experienced veteran from the kobold tribe. It uses a combination of wooden frame and coarse linen, disguised with sand and stones, making it extremely deceptive..."

When Cyrion turned around, he found Wilde pulling Kant and his group along, enthusiastically explaining the structure of the trap.

This kid...

Isn't that a bit too enthusiastic?

Didn't he notice that hint of unease?

Cyrion suddenly wondered if he was overthinking things.

"Mr. Wilder, is that right?"

Kant stared at him blankly. "Why do you speak with a slight Danube accent?"

"Because my mother came from Danube after marrying into the family."

Wilder made up a story, but in fact, he had just learned this accent from a linguist.

"Really? What's your mother's last name?"

"The Norfolk family."

Wilder made up a name on the spot, and said it quite smoothly.

Even though Kant had never heard of this surname before, he couldn't help but nod.

"I knew it, you look like you're from Danube City."

Anna, the ranger, joined the conversation, "Then why are you staying in this small town? Wouldn't it be better to go to Danube City?"

"Because the food at the Horse Colt Hotel is so delicious!"

Wilder, with his exceptional charm, had a very pleasant conversation with them, even though much of what he said was nonsense.

Let's chat.

Let's chat.

Let's chat a little longer.

He said it to himself.

As time passed, his magical power gradually recovered.

Although it's slow, you can feel it's rising.

Outside the cave, he could only cast one spell at most, but now he can barely manage two.

"Has the little guy taken a liking to that ranger?"

Gru said to Cyrion, "He has good taste. That girl is something else; she'll drive him half to his death."

Cyrion: "..."

Next, whenever they passed a trap or mechanism, Wilde would chat with Kant and the others for a while.

From the trap to Wilde, and then to Danube.

Although Wilde claimed that he was only chatting with them to buy time, the content about Danube was genuinely intriguing to him.

Like the town of Tetschneider, Danube is named after a local specialty material.

The city of Danube is famous for its agate, which is exquisite and translucent, making it a popular raw material for jewelry, and its annual export volume is huge.

"Isn't that much prettier than red scales? Why are you looking for that?" he asked casually.

Kant paused, then looked up and sized up Wilde.

That harmless face was full of innocence.

"Hmm... I was asked to do it, but I don't know the specifics."

Kant cleared his throat. "Let's keep going, or it'll get really dark soon."

Wilder's face remained expressionless.

It seems it won't be that easy to find out.

In this way, the two teams, one in front and one behind, successfully passed through all the traps and mechanisms.

They arrived at the rock face where the three tunnels had been carved out.

"Which entrance should we take?" Kant asked.

"The first one."

Cyrion was probably genuinely worried that it would be difficult to return after dark, so he immediately led Kant and the others into the first cave entrance.

This left Wilder with no room to maneuver.

For example, we could lure this group into the heart of the forest through a second entrance, then find a way to seal the entrance. Tomorrow, they might become the excrement of a high-level monster.

But never mind, at least for now, we haven't confirmed the group's malicious intent.

What if they really are a good person?

The tunnel is about 300 feet long, and at the end it is a bright and enclosed space.

As Cyrion had said before, what remained here were mostly earthenware jars and bowls, as well as some crudely made weapons with chips and rust.

Valuable items had already been packed into the backpacks of Cyrion's squad by the dedicated kobolds long before.

"Mr. Kant, I've brought you the place."

Cyrion smiled. "Give me the agreed-upon payment. Then we'll be leaving now; it's getting late."

"Please wait for us a little longer."

Kant's gaze swept over their large backpacks. "Let's go back together after we're done searching, so we can look out for each other."

"It's really too late. We agreed to go back and have a drink," Cyrion declined again.

"We'll be there soon."

"I really have to go."

"But……"

Kant was about to speak when the soldier Byrd interrupted him:

"But what if the red scales we're looking for are actually in your bags?"

Cyrion was stunned, and his voice deepened:

"What do you mean by that?"

"My meaning is very simple."

Bird gripped the axes at his sides with both hands. "We'll leave together once we find the scales, or please cooperate and let us search your backpacks first."

After those two sentences were spoken, the atmosphere in the cave suddenly changed.

Cyrion looked up and saw that Kant and the others seemed to agree with Bird's words, and even placed their hands on their weapons.

So...

"We've never seen red scales before."

Cyrion placed his hand on the hilt of his sword and continued, "Besides, even if we saw it and took it, it was our team's rightful spoils, and it has nothing to do with you."

"so……"

As he spoke, Kant drew a two-handed sword from behind his back. "You really took it?"

Gru then realized what was going on.

"Damn it, are they going to rob us outright?"

He immediately threw his backpack behind him, gripped his long-handled battle axe with both hands, and asked, "Is this the custom of your Danube City?"

Cyrion drew his one-handed sword and raised his oak round shield with his other hand.

The rangers and mages on Kant's side also prepared for battle.

Battle is imminent.

Wilder stood at the back of the squad, his staff gripped tightly in his hand.

He could sense that his current magical power could only support the release of three spells.

We're still a long way from Lv5, so we can't expect to level up and boost our power in battle anymore.

This battle will not be easy.

Unlike facing monsters, the strength of the four people on the other side is unknown.

primary?

Or is it intermediate level?

Similarly, the other side is also unaware of its own strength.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have needed to waste time talking so much; they would have just killed them and checked their backpacks already.

Therefore, in this battle...

Taking the initiative becomes especially important.