Chapter 765: I love you
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"Ah, old man, my apologies... but I think you must have lost your mind. It’s true that Malin is here, but why should we come over?" A young man apologized to an elder as he walked past, then hurried to catch up with his friend, looking at his good friend Colson Tisser and asked.
"That’s my big brother," Colson said. "You’ve got to use your brain. The news of the Chaos War Gang in Copenhagen hasn’t spread everywhere yet. By joining Big Brother Malin’s battle flag at this time, when we win, we’ll be well-known in Farole too. Think about it, Malin’s most reliable little brother! Decisively joining under big brother’s battle flag, facing the Chaos War Gang with him, we’ll gain both fame and fortune. You’ll even raise your profile in the eyes of your ancestors." Colson looked at his friend and added, "How about it? I won’t force you. If you walk away now, we’re still good friends."
"You damn madman, why do I have to have such a lethal friend as you? And the worst part is that I’m actually tempted. I must be mad too." The young man sighed, "Alright then, where do we find our big brother?"
"Listen, I know where Big Brother stays in Copenhagen, and don’t worry, all his wives are in the South, so there won’t be any problems with us staying there." If there were ladies in his big brother’s house, Colson would definitely not stay there—come on, Colson isn’t brainless, why would he leave such a flaw that could be used against him?
"That’s great. This place is damn cold. Let’s find somewhere with walls, a roof, and a door we can walk through," said one of the young men. As soon as they left the house, the southern youths began to complain—they had no proper understanding of the northern cold.
Fortunately, Colson’s friend knew an Endurance Spell, and with this, the young men noticed a Thanan girl who looked as if she was wearing nothing, hopping onto a carriage.
"Thanan people are too strong, aren’t they?" Colson’s friend exclaimed.
"Please, she’s a War Witch. See those tattoos on her arms? She’s at least Tier 3. She could beat you with one hand." Colson watched her slip into the carriage, saying somewhat appreciatively.
"Beat me with one hand, what about you?"
"One finger would be enough, friend. After all, I am a Fortune Teller. I do have that much self-awareness," Colson replied.