Chapter 953 Weapons

Of course, the most important thing is that many of them already have girlfriends, and they look at Hermione with disgusting eyes, which makes her very annoyed.

Therefore, even though the young captain sent out invitations again and again, Hermione still had no idea of ​​joining them, but the young captain seemed to regard this kind of righteous refusal as a way to return a welcome.

Much to Hermione's distress.

Does this guy really not understand human language? !

Hermione thought that he just lacked education and might be better off with a good shake.

Just like Malfoy, now he doesn't even dare to say mudblood or anything like that.

"Be careful!" Suddenly, the boy running behind Hermione jumped forward, as if he wanted to help Hermione avoid the attack from behind. However, Hermione was startled when she felt the person rushing behind her and subconsciously hid. open.

Rubbing Hermione's right side, the young captain fell to the ground in a somewhat embarrassed manner. Hermione looked at his self-concerned performance speechlessly, then looked at the monsters behind her, helplessly lifted him up from the ground, and then He loosened his grip and ran forward, leaving the captain with an embarrassed look on his face.

Touching his nose, the young captain felt a little helpless. He had clearly calculated the angle and strength just now, so why was he dodged?

As for his little thoughts, even if he doesn't tell others, they are very clear.

It was nothing more than wanting Hermione to owe him a favor and take advantage.

Hermione is also a beauty after all, especially now that she is wearing a sports suit and a ponytail. Her energetic look can really make many little boys excited.

The young captain continued to follow Hermione, with a calculating look in his eyes. This intellectual beauty was his type, and he had to get it no matter what!

Completely unaware that his girlfriend is being cared about, Robert urgently needs to get some weapons. At least in this maze, those weapons are much more useful than the wand tied to his arm.

Fortunately, his and Mr. Ishii's expedition went smoothly this time. They found the entrance to the lounge in a hidden location. Although the room was a bit small, it contained a lot of supplies.

"Wow, so much food and weapons!" Mr. Ishii's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe it, he rubbed them fiercely, and then shouted excitedly, "Are these all ours? "

Then, he felt a little disappointed, "Even if they are all ours, we can't take away so many things."

Robert ignored his thoughts and started looking around.

What he needs now is a short knife or dagger. As for bows and arrows or hand crossbows, he is actually not good at them. After all, he has a wand, and long-range attacks are completely out of his consideration.

But it would be better if he had one, so he could hide his identity as a wizard.

While picking and choosing, Robert felt a little helpless. What kind of weapons were these? They were swords, spears and spears.

He is not from a martial arts family, so why would he use these weapons!

After a while, under a lot of weapons that looked extremely luxurious, Robert took out a small dagger that was enclosed in an ordinary cowhide sheath.

"This thing..." Robert had a strange expression. Just now he subconsciously used alchemy to analyze it, and found that this thing seemed to be a mysterious item, which was a legendary weapon that could cause damage to spiritual bodies.

Something similar to goblin weapons, but not made by goblins.

It seems that even if this dagger is placed in front of the goblins, they cannot confidently say that it is the property of the goblins.

Hanging the dagger on his waist, Robert looked at Mr. Ishii who was eating and drinking at the side, and he felt like he couldn't laugh or cry.

"Mr. Ishii, what are you doing? Come on and pick a weapon. It must be able to protect yourself, right?" Robert asked weakly.

Mr. Ishii swallowed a mouthful of food. It was a pancake made from flour ground from potatoes. Naturally, it was not as delicate as flour, but it was better than filling it up.

It may cause strange noise and odor pollution in a small space after eating, but there is nothing you can do about it.

"What's the matter?" Mr. Ishii asked, his hand already reaching for the next pancake.

Robert pushed him up from the floor and made him face the pile of weapons that looked like discarded disposable chopsticks. "Hurry up and choose your weapons. We still have to fight the monsters, okay. Well, even if you don't want to cause trouble with those monsters, you still have to realize one thing."

He said seriously, "If I'm patrolling nearby and a monster happens to come and attack you, how will you protect yourself?"

Mr. Ishii said reluctantly, "But, I have always been a law-abiding citizen and have never used these weapons."

"Just think of it as a consolation." Robert spread his hands, "Do you want to die in this dark maze before telling all the Neon people the story of Naruto?"

Mr. Ishii quickly shook his head to express his unwillingness, so he picked through the items with a reluctant expression.

Robert took advantage of this gap and began to enjoy the food. It had to be said that although the food provided by the maze was average in taste, it could fill his stomach.

"Who built this maze?" Robert was puzzled. "And why did he trap so many people here? What is the purpose?"

"No, no, his purpose should not be to trap people. After all, there is evidence that some people successfully left the maze. Although it is not known whether they returned to the real world or entered the next world in the vortex, but here The purpose is certainly not to trap other people.”

Thinking about these things, Robert kept moving his hands. He put some food and fresh water into the backpack, which didn't take up much space at all.

Clapping his hands, he walked towards Mr. Ishii to see what weapon he had chosen, and then he was startled.

"Why did you choose such a big bow?" Looking at the bow and arrow behind Mr. Ishii, which was almost as tall as him, Robert felt bad. "Can you pull this thing?"

Mr. Ishii said proudly, "Don't worry, there is nothing wrong with my arm strength!"

Robert was a little crazy. I didn't want to ask this, but do you know how to shoot an arrow? The lethality of this thing is very scary. What if you shoot it on me?

But he definitely couldn't ask that, so he could only ask tactfully, "Have you ever learned archery before?"

Mr. Ishii nodded, "When I was in high school, I was the commander of the school's archery club."