Wizard: I brought the wrong system.

Chapter 379 A Semi-Forced Invitation
If the grenade hadn't been exposed, Yaro wouldn't have had a very good way to deal with the Stitched Giant. He might have had to keep fighting and looking for a suitable opening, and then use the charged fire to finish the job.

But once the grenade was pushed out by the undead vultures, these slow-moving stitched giant elephants became the perfect targets for the grenade.

Having just been shaken by the aftershocks of the grenade while in mid-air, Yaro had no intention of getting entangled with them. He easily delivered a grenade to each of the monsters with just one use of his Dragon Movement Technique.

Boom, boom, boom...

Thunder rumbled incessantly.

In the shadows surrounding the sea of ​​bones, the young man frowned: "He has decent close combat skills, spells that allow him to levitate for a short time, and a powerful treasure. He's really troublesome. No wonder Bud retreated. I mistakenly thought Bud was just being cowardly and made a mistake, and that I didn't even fight him."

"Morphy, don't overestimate his strength. In terms of close combat, he's not even as good as a regular knight. As for the so-called 'leap,' I think it's more like a high jump. Many level two tricks can achieve a similar effect. As for the final explosion, isn't that just the effect of the exploding firestone?" the black-robed man comforted him.

The young man looked up and corrected him: "Exploding flints don't have that kind of power."

The man in black robes retorted, "What about three, or five? No matter how many exploding firestones are needed to achieve the effect, it's still just an external object. Look at his leather armor, it's all tattered now! And think about how that undead vulture attacked him earlier, he was just a hair's breadth away from dying on the spot!"

"You mean..." the young man asked hesitantly.

“Send out two more undead vultures. With both working together, they can definitely kill him. Then all the treasures on his body will be ours… all yours,” the man in black said.

“But if we fail again, we’ll lose our means of transportation. Besides, this is our family’s wealth. We can’t gamble anymore…” The young man was still somewhat hesitant.

"Hey, wake up, Mr. Murphy Fernando, there's no 'but'!"

The man in black robes interrupted him directly, saying sternly, "If we don't find a way to deal with him, are you just going to watch our mission fail?"

"Mr. Morpheus Fernando, the great surname 'Fernando' has been passed down for over three hundred years! Three hundred years! How many descendants does your great ancestor have in that time?"

"There are over 100,000 people living in the world! And there are more than 1,000 who have truly inherited this great surname!"

"Even if we exclude your royal relatives who are just loafing around in the empire, the number of these wizard apprentices is still far too many for the castle of 'Fernando'!"

"Your ancestor was indeed great, but you cannot place all your hopes on him!"

“My dearest friend, I beg you to reserve just a little bit of your own selfishness.”

"Moreover, whether for your family, your father, or yourself, it's worth a try!"

"Even if we fail, the outcome won't be worse. After all, we've done our best, and we'll have something to show for it when we go back."

"But what if it succeeds?"

"My dearest friend, there is a possibility of that, and quite a good one at that, isn't there?"

"If we succeed, the family's mission will be completed smoothly, you will gain more knowledge, and you will also obtain all the wizard's treasures. I will also be able to use his skull to make a handy skull wand."

"You see, even if we fail, the consequences are bearable, but if we succeed, everyone will benefit!"

……

The soldier looked at Yaro's retreating figure with awe and shouted, "Witcher, would you like to come back and treat your wounds? Don't worry, with the equipment in the canyon, we can hold off these skeleton monsters for a while."

Wound? Yaro looked down at his leather armor.

However, his leather armor was already torn to shreds, resembling a beggar's outfit. The shape and location of the tears indicated that a large part of them had been cut by the bone knife during his reckless charge.

The deeper wounds on both sides were caused by debris from the airburst. The cuts had already damaged the skin, but they were only superficial wounds, which is why Yaro didn't notice them. However, as the activity continued, these wounds started to bleed, turning into a sticky, dark red mess that looked particularly gruesome.

"No need for now, but be prepared to retreat at any time," Yaro said in a low voice, reaping experience points while occasionally casting wary glances at the sky, his heart filled with doubt.

"It's strange, why are they targeting me like this?"

That's right, it was intentional!
"Because the canyon is blocked, preventing those skeleton monsters from passing through smoothly?"

"Why must we send the skeleton monsters over? If it's really necessary, why not just have an undead apprentice fly over on an undead vulture and summon skeleton warriors directly from there?"

If the sole purpose was to eliminate everyone in the refugee camp, the undead vultures could have directly attacked Old Man Sharl and the others, causing far greater damage to the camp than they are doing now.

"Is it because of some special ritual, or because... their target is me?"

It doesn't make sense; both hypotheses have flaws.

"And... why did they choose such a clever distance?"

As he swung his sword, Yaro caught a glimpse of a shadow a few hundred meters away out of the corner of his eye.

Although the two 'big birds' that were spying in the sky at this moment had deliberately circled around, Yaro knew that they, including the undead vulture from before, had all flown out from that location.

If Yaro doesn't notice this after repeating it twice, then there's a problem.

"The straight-line distance is about 300 to 400 meters, which is exactly the limit of my 'cat run' when I turn off my sight and integrate my perception system. In addition, the current environment is very similar to a period of time before."

Moonlit Night!

“The perfect distance, and this familiar surroundings... Red Lanelli, you called me ‘Dancer Under the Moon’ the moment you saw me, it’s hard for me not to be suspicious.”

Thinking of this, a cold smile flashed across Yaro's face.

"First, they lured me into the Earl's territory, and then, once I arrived at the refugee camp, they staged this whole thing for me. And then they deliberately called me 'Dancer Under the Moon,' implying that they'd seen me in action—is this some kind of invitation?"

In fact, it could be said that this was a semi-coercive invitation. Putting aside everything else, let's speculate based on the origin of the 'Moon Dance Night'.

Why did the 'Moon Dance Night' happen?
Because someone has ill intentions!

Because someone had ill intentions, Yaro challenged him to a duel on the night of the moon dance.

Based on this personality trait, what if someone initiated an attack twice in a row?

"Interesting, really interesting!"

(End of this chapter)