Upon hearing Claude's words, the players' expressions turned cold.
In a desolate, forbidden area, they encountered a powerful and strange-looking humanoid creature, who invited them to participate in a potentially deadly game.
This situation seemed suspicious no matter how they looked at it.
The players exchanged silent glances. With their combined strength, they were unafraid of threats of any kind, as they could handle blades and endure fire with ease.
Hoenhem stepped forward half a step, smiled, and said, "How about this, Mr. Claude, you point us to the path directly, and we can provide food supplies, gold, jewels, or other items..."
"Ha? Are you out of your mind?"
The three-armed monster sneered, "Do you think gold and jewels have any use in this primitive forest?
Don't tarnish this land with the mercenary thinking of the outside world.
Either start the game with me, or leave at once, don't waste my time."
