"I understand - I won't ransom her."

"The price is negotiable." Wuming said, "There can be fewer runes. What Greg needs most is probably a sense of security. We can think of ways from this aspect."

Bai Zhi looked at Wu Ming: "How much benefit can you get from it?"

"Look what you said, am I that kind of person? I'm just here to deliver a message." Wuming said in an upright tone, "Qi San Kai?"

"I will not redeem her." Bai Zhi repeated, "You may be disappointed."

"Ah?" Wuming couldn't believe it, "Are you kidding me?"

"When Neferi makes a mistake, she should bear it herself." Bai Zhi said, "She is a warrior, she can bear this."

Wuming was stunned: "Isn't she your daughter?"

"She's an adopted daughter." Momochi corrected, "Being emotional will only ruin things. Neferi's failure is a foregone conclusion. Next, we should designate a plan based on this to minimize losses and strive for benefits."

"So your plan is to sacrifice Neferi?" Wuming said.

Baizhi ignored Wuming and fell into deep thought:

"Perhaps I can counterattack Greg's army... As long as I don't admit it, I can accuse Greg of provocation and find a reasonable reason to attack Stone City. No, this is too false... Neferi needs to cooperate..."

Wuming froze in place.

Almost all of his ideas and plans were based on Momochi saving Neferi. He never expected that Momochi would give up on Neferi directly.

Baizhi raised his head and said to Wuming:

"I may need to trouble you with something, send me a message."

"To whom?" Wuming asked.

"Neferi and Greg." Bai Zhi said, "Let Neferi deny her relationship with me and her relationship with the Round Table."

He walked out of the study and came back after a while, holding a letter in his hand, which had a double seal of magic and machinery, as well as Momochi's heraldic paint:

"Give this letter to Greg. I will deny my relationship with Neferi and say that Neferi only thinks she is my daughter. This is just a misunderstanding."

Nameless stunned:

"So heartless..."

Baizhi took out a money bag:

"I can pay you 10,000 runes for this. If you don't have 1.8 million runes, you can choose not to do it."

Wuming grabbed the money bag:

"Isn't it just a letter? Don't worry, I promise to bring it to you."

Wuming hesitated: "But Neferi is willing? What if she wants to get to the bottom of it?"

"She won't ask." Momochi looked up at the void, as if recalling the past, "Although Neferi is a savage who only knows how to wield an axe, she is very cute. She has a child-like character and has deep trust in people.

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"He also has the intelligence of a child, right?" Wuming said.

Bai Zhi broke away from the memories and said calmly:

"It's time for you to leave. Don't forget that you are just a passerby at the round table. There are some things that are not your responsibility."

Wuming was a little confused:

"But I can't bear it when you trick a child like this."

"What do you want?"

"You have to pay more."

Wuming left the round table with two money bags and returned to Stone City.

"How? What did Baizhi say?" Greg held Wuming's hand with a dozen hands, very eagerly.

Wuming didn't say anything, just handed the letter to Greg.

Greg opened the envelope, took out a roll of parchment, looked at it carefully, and then looked at Wuming.

Greg smiled:

"Please go and rest first. It's getting late. We'll talk about it tomorrow."

Wuming Yingnuo left and entered the room arranged by Greg.

Late at night, Wuming got up again and sneaked to the "kitchen" where Neferi was imprisoned.

This time he walked through the front door.

Neferi was sleeping soundly.

With the nameless promise, Neferi no longer thought about escaping, so she rested peacefully.

Neferi woke up immediately when she heard the sound of the door opening, and relaxed again when she realized it was Wuming.

"I talked to Baizhi." Wuming got straight to the point.

"What did the adoptive father say?" Neferi asked.

Wuming hesitated for a moment and said:

"Your adoptive father asked me to tell you that you should cooperate with him and say that you are not his adopted daughter."

"Why do you say that?" Neferi was puzzled.

Of course I treat you as an outcast, Wuming thought, and said:

"It is said that it is to prevent Greg from using you as a bargaining chip so that he can rescue you. Think about it, it will definitely be more difficult to save your daughter. Not to mention it is expensive, but it may not be successful. Look at that wretched guy from Greg.

He will take advantage of his daughter to get even more."

Wuming originally wanted to tell Nefeli the truth directly, but Wuming knew that Nefeli didn't have a good impression of him, so if he told her that, he would only think that he was lying to her.

influence his next actions.

Neferi cheered:

"That's it. He is worthy of being a foster father."

"So I will continue to stay here now?" Neferi asked.

"No, let's escape." Wuming picked up Neferi and walked out of the front door.

The knight responsible for guarding Neferi at the door stood stupidly, motionless.

Neferi said: "If I leave like this, how does Greg know that I am not the daughter of my adoptive father?"

Wuming smiled: "Let's act. If you act for a long enough time, the fake things will become real. Even if you are just a bug, as long as you are willing to be the chosen one, you can save the world, let alone

Talk about being a stranger."

Wuming's words made Nefeli confused, but Wuming didn't give her time to understand, so he grabbed her and ran away.

The two of them left the core area of ​​Stone City under the cover of night.

Along the way there were many soldiers holding torches, searching and shouting.

"How did they find out so quickly?" Neferi said, "You also started a fight in the city?"

"This is more complicated, and you won't understand even if I explain it." Wuming blatantly discriminated against Neferi's IQ.

Neferi looked at the soldiers who were getting closer:

"You can't hide, so fight your way out."

Wuming was noncommittal and pointed forward.

Greg also came out, brandishing a big ax in his hand, and yelled for his men to find the two of them. One of his hands was still holding a roll of parchment.

All around him, ballistas and flamethrowers were ready, eagerly guarding the only exit door.

Neferi has no weapons in her hands now, so she may not be able to win against Greg.

"What should I do?" Neferi asked.

Wuming stretched out his hands, wrapped his arms around Neferi's waist, picked her up, and held her close to the armor on her body.

"What are you doing?" Neferi subconsciously wanted to resist.

"Be quiet and stick as close to me as possible." Wuming said.

Then, the air around Wuming's body seemed to be distorted, and the light of the soldiers' torches turned into a stream of light, flowing back and forth around them.

Wuming just walked on the street in a dignified manner. The soldiers turned a blind eye to the two people and seemed to be unable to see them at all.

"Dark magic?" Neferi asked.

As Bai Zhi's daughter, she still has some knowledge.

"Light magic." Wuming replied.

Neferi understood that Wuming was using magic to hide their figures, but the range of the magic's effect was limited and they needed to be close.

"Can't you just carry it on your back?" Neferi felt that it was embarrassing to hug her tightly and do nothing, even though no one could see it.

"The enemies are all in front." Wuming said.

"so what?"

"In case I'm exposed, I need a human shield." Wuming said.

"That's it. Don't worry, my body is very strong."

When Neferi heard that she could still play a role, she became happy and waved her fists.

The two of them approached the exit of the city, approached Greg and the circle of ballistae, and sneaked around him.

Greg shouted angrily:

"Don't let those two liars go!"

While shouting, he also waved his ax to evoke a storm.

The strong wind spreads, blowing the surrounding air and causing ripples.

A soldier noticed the ripples in the air, raised his crossbow, and fired an arrow into the distorted air.

The crisp sound of metal collision sounded.

The nameless invisibility technique was discovered.

The soldiers immediately turned their bows and arrows and ballistas around.

Wuming made a quick decision and took off his cover.

"Run." Wuming shouted, pushed Neferi forward a few meters, and started running.

Neferi was a few positions ahead, but she did not turn around. Instead, she passed by Wuming who was charging forward and drew out the long sword from Wuming's waist.

Neferi waved her sword vigorously, as if stirring the sea water.

A gust of wind emerged, blowing away the crossbow arrows behind.

Then Neferi turned around and followed Wuming in a few steps.

"Give me the shield too, you are too slow to wear armor." Neferi looked at the shield behind Wuming.

"It's used to block arrows." Wuming refused and stepped forward with all his strength, and actually got a little faster.

"You are so strong." Neferi looked at Wuming walking swiftly in full body armor, "Looks like we can run away."

"That's terrible." Wuming said, "It would be okay if I had a spirit horse and a mount, but unfortunately I don't, and they know how to ride a horse."

"It's okay." Neferi said confidently, "Of them, only Greg is powerful, and Greg can't ride a horse."

She glanced back to confirm her thoughts.

They saw Greg rolling towards them like a meat ball.

His arms all over his body were like the little feet of a centipede, constantly releasing force and transporting his huge body like tracks, which was actually faster than a horse.

"You... two liars, how dare you cheat my gold... King!"

Greg howled as he rolled, and the road was bumpy, giving it a feeling of electronic music.

Is this the potential of the Great Rune holder? Neferi was horrified by this funny and terrifying sight.

She stopped, raised her sword, and faced Greg.

She needed to delay for a while to let Wuming arrive at Storm Hill.

There was a sandstorm there, which allowed him to cover up and escape successfully.

But just as she stood upright, Neferi was hit hard on the head by an iron fist.

Wuming also followed back and glared at Neferi.

Neferi is righteous and awe-inspiring:

"You run quickly, otherwise neither of them will be able to escape."

"If you want to die, don't be buried with my sword." Wuming took the sword back from Neferi's hand and carefully received the scabbard, "This sword is very important to me."

Nefeli was a little dumbfounded. She didn't expect Wuming to come back for the sword: "But I can't stop him without a weapon."

"Then don't block it." Wuming pulled Neferi up, "If you are not smart, you must listen to the instructions of smart people and don't act smart."

After such a delay, Greg was already approaching.

Hearing the voices of the two men, Greg knew that he was close and rolled even more vigorously.

The two of them threw themselves aside, but Greg was too hard to turn around in time, and hit a boulder.

The boulder shattered, and Greg fell to the ground. The blessing of gold even overflowed from his eyes, and his head was full of gold debris spinning around him, showing the ferocious force of the impact.

Wuming and Nefeli rolled up and ran away again.

This time, Neferi no longer thought about breaking up the rear, and ran as hard as she could. Not far ahead was the Storm Hill.

Greg came back to his senses, became even more angry, and ran towards the two of them at an even more violent speed.

Just as he was about to catch up, a war eagle fell from the sky and landed in front of Greg. The war eagle was huge, with its legs cut off, a sharp blade attached, and a fire-breathing pouch on its head.

"Huh?" Greg's figure slowed down for a moment.

This is not a war eagle that comes to attack him, but a message.

And using this kind of war eagle to deliver letters shows that the message is urgent.

Greg was distracted by the war eagle for a moment, and Wuming and Neferi finally ran into the dust of Storm Hill.

Under the double cover of night and wind and sand, it would be more troublesome to look for it.

Greg grabbed War Eagle angrily and tore off the mailbox tied to War Eagle's feet, and also tore off War Eagle's feet.

The war eagle screamed and flapped its wings, but soon died.

Greg threw the war eagle behind his back, and the wings of the war eagle merged with his back, somewhat like a winged hybrid.

Greg held the letter and said irritably:

"Another letter... hmm? Where's my letter?"

Greg discovered that the roll of parchment in his hand was missing. It was Sir Baizhi's letter.

"Forget it, I've read it anyway." Greg opened the new letter in his hand nonchalantly.

When Greg saw the content of the letter, his face turned ugly.

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On Storm Hill, Wuming and Nefeli never stopped. They ran to a broken house before stopping out of breath.

Both of them were travel-stained and their faces were dusty.

"Probably got rid of it." Wuming looked at the wind and sand behind him.

"Take a rest." Neferi couldn't stand it for someone with a physique like hers, so she sat down on the ground.

A blessing near the dilapidated house, as warm as a candle.

As a fader, Neferi can restore her physical strength through blessings, and can also be used as a candle to illuminate paper.

Neferi held a piece of parchment in her hand, and while resting, she read it under the light of blessing.

The difference between Neferi and other barbarians in the wilderness is probably that she has a mage father - she is literate.

When Neferi blew a storm at the city gate, she tore the parchment out of Greg's hand. She then controlled the storm and delivered the parchment to her hand.

She didn't know what it was, but any letter from Greg had value.

Even if she doesn't see the value, she can still give it to her adoptive father. Neferi thought to herself. Her adoptive father can find clues through any clues, peek into secrets, and make use of them. He is the most amazing smart person.

Wuming was looking behind him. When he turned around, he saw Neferi reading, pointing at the words line by line, reading very seriously.

Wuming nodded: "That's a lot of hard work. I just said that you didn't have enough brains to read the letter. It's not bad, it's been three days since we left - where did you get this letter?"

Wuming was praising Neferi when he suddenly recognized that the letter was Baozhi's letter to Greg, and he quickly rushed forward and snatched the letter.

But Neferi had already finished reading, and her finger fell on the last line—the signature of the sender.

Two lines of tears flowed from Neferi's eyes, washing away the dust on her face, leaving two lines of eye-catching tear stains.

She didn't notice the abnormality in her eyes and covered her head, looking confused:

"Hey... what's going on, what does it mean..."

"It was still seen." Wuming curled his lips and threw away the parchment.

"Don't think too much about it. It's not a big deal - it's just that your father doesn't want you anymore and just gave you to Greg to have your limbs replaced."
Chapter completed!