"Trouble is brewing—"
As soon as Costate finished speaking, Ronald imdiately felt a headache coming on.
He knew his "Fury" power had just been activated not long ago, and he now had surveillance over the human activities around him.
The introduction by the maid had barely ended a few seconds ago.
People in the surrounding support teams started to respond, then their mindsets began to change one by one.
Let's set aside the predominant greed and desire for now.
Among the entire team of ten, only the academic, Daune, exhibited disbelief, along with the adventurer Sayelier, who began to show vigilance and worry.
Yes—
The sole Caster, gan, was extrely fearful.
She was clearly concerned that upon discovering the value of this true-core creature, Ronald and another would imdiately slaughter everyone.
As a Caster, she was all too familiar with that set of rules that favored the strong.
And gan was also very aware.
If Ronald and Costate truly made such a decision—then not to ntion the support team currently underground, even the people in the camp above ground would not escape!
"Ah—"
Ronald stood up, looking helpless, and first looked towards gan.
"Ladies and gentlen, I hope you don't let this discovery provoke unnecessary emotions. As Crowe just said, the cessation of aging can only be achieved by interfering with their state; don't think it's an easy task."
First, he used this speech and his actual actions to indicate that he would not ruthlessly kill.
Ronald confird gan took a breath of relief, then he turned his gaze to Daune, who had tightened brows:
"Professor Daune, you know about this point as well, don't you?"
"!"
Daune instantly understood Ronald's intent to calm the team.
Realizing everything, he imdiately took a step forward and reaffird his leadership position with a steady tone:
"Ladies and gentlen, I know this kind of thing is a huge temptation!"
"But look, how has Mr. Johnny turned out under the influence of this true-core creature?"
"See the reality before you!"
These words finally pulled the team mbers back to reality. When people were reminded of Johnny's tragic fate with only half a body left, fear montarily overca their greedy desires.
"Sigh—"
"Let's help him on his last journey first."
At this mont, gan stepped forward.
The middle-aged Caster drew a dagger from his waist and ended Johnny's agonizing life with a precise strike.
No matter what would happen to their team next.
Easing this poor victim from his irreversible tornts was the first thing he needed to do.
"…"
However, the next second, the Magic Fluctuation suddenly appeared.
gan sensed sothing this ti and slowly turned his head to glance at Costate.
This extraordinarily beautiful woman also displayed a strength that was indescribable!
—Indeed, it was Costate who had launched the Spell.
After gan ended Johnny's life, the white creature that was initially entwined around his waist seed to sense the death of its host and promptly showed signs of detaching to switch to another target.
And around Johnny.
Ronald, Costate, and gan were all potential targets.
If it were just Costate herself and gan, the maiden might not care about such matters.
But unfortunately, these true-core creatures…
Fury had also beco his next target!
The maid noticed this and naturally would not stand idly by; she imdiately suppressed him completely with the most direct spell.
"Alright, bury him now."
Watching scene after scene unfold, Ronald asked his teammates for tools.
As a support team, they were well-equipped with various tools and quickly managed a simple grave with the shovels.
As he watched the true core creature and Johnny's body being buried together, Ronald also quietly tamped down the soil afterward.
Only then did the team entering the ruins resu their advance.
...
Of course, the situation now was completely different from the beginning.
So in the team, thinking back to Johnny's state, could guess the fate of the previous exploration team. Unless sothing unexpected happened, those people were likely all killed, perhaps without even their bodies to be found.
And when they thought about possibly falling into the sa danger, even facing death themselves,
fear and worry began to spread in their hearts.
Their ntality and actions beca hurried and panicked as a result.
anwhile, another group was fixated on the term "halting aging" described by Costate.
To say nothing of gaining status or similar benefits for themselves,
simply having the chance at eternal life if they could make it out successfully was an irresistible lure.
For these people,
the dangers in the ruins had beco a trial before their harvest, most of their choices already aid at the ultimate goal.
But among the team,
only one person was suffering the most:
gan.
As a Caster employed for many years, he understood best what this discovery ant.
If those powerful in the mystical arts knew of this existence, using it to extend their lives would turn the original text holders, with no worries about lifespan and holding absolute advantage in power, into nearly eternal rulers.
What was more outrageous was that such an original text holder was now by their side, and they had even taken a sample of that white substance!
Why hadn't they killed gan and the others imdiately?
Or when would they do it?
Due to his understanding of the long-standing rules of the mystical side, gan had almost accepted this prediction as reality.
Yet Ronald hadn't made a move to kill anyone.
Could it be that this original text holder, whose future was firmly in their hands, was simply watching, not understanding?
Even though gan knew he might have t a good person,
the feeling in his mind was torturous.
In contrast, the three mbers of the Wayne group, although understanding the significance of this discovery, were still considering the veracity of Costate's narrative due to their higher level of education.
Even in the current era where mainstream thought celebrated bizarre scientific revelations, they were initially skeptical about this notion of eternal life.
This was the conclusion of a mystical side Wizard.
It hadn't had an imdiate persuasive effect on them.
Instead, it was Ronald who, perceiving the thoughts of the people in his team, just felt a wave of weariness and speechlessness.
He had clearly co here to experience life.
Why had he run into such a ss again?
"..."
As undercurrents flowed in the team and everyone had their own thoughts,
the young man leading the group suddenly shouted:
"Hey!"
"There seems to be light ahead!"
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