"Wait a minute!" Seeing the mage's expression change from worried to decisively determined, Deluo said, "What are you going to do? I'll go with you."
"No, I'm heading to the stronghold of the First Family now, and you can't come with me. From now on, we'll probably have to act separately." Lynch stood in the center of the room and said, "I'll take care of that Tracking Array, and the issue with the Angel is also up to me. Do me a favor and protect Little Finger." The mage walked over to Nimo, patting the dwarf's head, "Since I took you away from your hometown, I've never given you a single day of peace; we've always been venturing, on the brink of life and death, and now you're trapped here because of me. I'm truly sorry..."
"No... no problem at all." Nimo was startled by the mage's expression and stammered a response.
"Do you really have to do this?" Deluo pulled out his double-headed sword, "You know I'm still a decent warrior, I can help you."
