Chapter 120: A Sword Even The Gods Fear
After that, without any unnecessary words, they set off. Daniel first glanced at the map and asked the bone skull about any shortcut routes.
"There’s no shortcut to reach the region of the Dark Elves. The only way is to cross that stream that flows down from the mountain."
Daniel let out a sigh. Apparently, they had no choice but to walk the entire way. He could fly or use Vurak, but honestly, he still didn’t trust these three, and he preferred not to show his true power for now.
"Oh right, you never introduced yourselves," Kaisen suddenly asked as they were walking.
"My name is Daniel, an otherworldly climber," Daniel gave a brief introduction.
"An otherworldly? I suppose that makes sense," Andreas nodded. After all, this was the central plains, their homeland.
Though at that moment, Daniel noticed something odd—Liara’s guard toward him seemed to rise even more, and he could feel a faint trace of hostility from her.
But it vanished quickly, and Daniel didn’t pay much attention to it. Even if something happened, these three were too weak to do anything.
"Anyway, I had a question. As members of a powerful family, didn’t you have any way to save yourselves from the undead? Were you really ready to die?"
"We did have a way. All three of us carry a defensive item, but it only activates when we’re half a step from death," Andreas said with a bitter smile.
Daniel nodded. Just what you’d expect from the children of a powerful family. They reminded him of Aron.