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The home of the person in charge of the airship is a small yard with a pretty good wall and is neatly built with hard stones.

The garden also has potted green plants and made them look decent.

The house inside is very ordinary. It can be a small villa with a unique style, but it has become a slum.

The bedroom door is also not closed.

As soon as Wang Wen walked into the yard, he saw that in the bedroom, the female magician was tied to the bed with a "big" character, with a blank expression. The person in charge of the airship was sitting at the head of the bed and carefully feeding her some unknown liquid food.

Wang Wen's eyes twitched, knowing that the person in charge of the airship was dead.

I just don't know if I can make him die a little more enjoyable.

He rushed into the bedroom with a few big steps, first took the liquid food from the person in charge and put it on the table, and then untied the rope bit by bit.

When the airship manager saw Wang Wen, he wiped his hands and stood up, and explained silly: "She doesn't eat and always clamors to commit suicide, so I had to tie her up for the time being."

Wang Wen untied all the ropes, sighed, and said to the person in charge: "If you want to commit suicide, just let her go. Why stop her? Don't you really want to marry her, do you know who she is?"

"Ah?" The person in charge of the airship opened his mouth blankly: "Who is it?"

Wang Wen shook her head and said, "She is a person who will die without a burial place if you touch it."

The person in charge of the airship was stunned and stayed there and didn't know what he was thinking.

Wang Wen ignored him anymore.

Turning his head to look at the female magician with a expressionless face.

She was wearing her clothes well, and I don’t know who helped her, and she was dressed quite neatly.

This phenomenon is pretty good.

At least it saves a lot of trouble.

Wang Wen asked her: "Do you still remember? Before entering the mine, I reminded you that it is dangerous. If you don't listen, you can't blame others? Even if your father is here, you can't be unreasonable, right?"

When the female magician, who had not responded, suddenly moved her eyes when she heard the word "father".

She raised her face and looked at Wang Wen, tears flowed out of the corners of her eyes, and said, "Let me die."

Wang Wen thought about it.

He slapped her face with all his strength.

Then he rubbed his hands to reason with her: "As for it? Isn't it just some dirty things? I've also got all over my body, and I'll have nothing to do after taking a shower? Are you as for the fact that you are seeking death like this?"

The slap just now made the female magician's hair fall over on the bed.

It also scared the person in charge of the airship standing by the bed.

Seeing the female magician's obviously red and swollen cheeks, he felt so distressed that he rubbed his hands and wanted to step forward, but he didn't dare to do so, for fear of misleading things.

The female magician lay on the bed and cried.

The voice choked up in a blur, "You are just dirty clothes, I have drunk a lot!"

Wang Wen was stunned when he heard this.

I imagined that picture in my mind.

Suppose you change positions with her.

"Uh, vomit"

Wang Wen couldn't help but retching, and suddenly felt that if it were her own, she would want to die.

"I understand your feelings a little." He covered his mouth and felt disgusted, and calmed down his tone and said to the female magician: "Miss Dilu, right?"

"That's right. I can understand what you said, and I understand why you want to die." Wang Wen reached out and helped the female magician up and said slowly: "I don't think this is a problem. It's good to think that you want to die. I don't object."

The female magician looked at him with tears in her eyes, looking relieved.

Wang Wen nodded seriously at her and changed the subject: "But I think I should die independently and not implicate others. Are you right?"

The female magician asked with her red and swollen cheeks: "Who am I implicated?"

"If you die in front of the mine, you will be implicated." Wang Wen waved his hand to the person in charge of the airship, with a sacred expression and a righteous and righteous one: "If you die here, you will be implicated."

"Hahaha." The female magician whispered and said, "I am such a sinner. Even death will implicate others."

"Of course!" Wang Wen saw that it seemed to be effective and became more righteous: "I don't care, but he is an innocent ordinary person. If your father knew that you died in his house, he would definitely break him up to 108 pieces. Did you think this was what you did?"

The person in charge of the airship was so scared that his legs became weak and he sat on the ground.

He asked in confusion: "Why did you break me up into one hundred and eight pieces? Who is her father so cruel?"

Wang Wen was about to speak.

The female magician grabbed his hand, her fingernails almost clenched into the flesh, she lowered her head and shook her long hair desperately, and whispered: "No, don't say it."

Wang Wen closed his mouth tactfully.

Wait for a while.

The female magician asked in pain: "What should you do if you say I should do?"

Wang Wen knew what she meant by what to do.

He tactfully said: "If you really want to die, die far away. If you find a place where no one is going to die, you won't implicate others. Of course, it would be better if you can die more valuable, such as dying on the battlefield or something. It would be quite handsome to have an enemy burial before you die."

The female magician understood, nodded, slowly got up and got out of bed, staggered to the person in charge of the airship, bent down and thanked, apologized, and then walked out of the yard step by step and disappeared.

The person in charge of the airship sitting on the ground watched her walk out of the yard and left, muttering to herself blankly: "My dear wife, I'm gone."

Wang Wen couldn't stand it and educated him: "You are the person in charge of the airship, why are you worried about not being able to find your wife?"

The person in charge of the airship shook his head with a bitter face: "We have already gone to the front line, and there are no one in the rear to take the airship, so the business is almost closed."

"Why are there no business if you have an airship?" Wang Wen was very puzzled: "There are so many people on the front line that you won't close even if you deliver supplies or transport wounded people, right?"

The person in charge of the airship looked up strangely this time and asked: "Helping the front line is something that should be done. What does it have to do with buying and selling?"

"ha?"

Wang Wen's voice stopped.

This naturally asked him.

The people here once again proved to him the weight of the word "front line".

The concept of voluntary support for the frontline has almost become a subconscious mind engraved in the bones.

Except for the magician.

Even if ordinary people are afraid of death and dare not go, they will help and respect the warriors who are willing to go to the front line as much as they can.

Wang Wen suddenly realized that he seemed to have some respect for these ordinary people huddled behind him.

Compared to the wise magicians who are capable but are unwilling to go to the front line and do not even have a bounty, these silly ordinary people seem to be more cute.

He suddenly became a little yearning for the front line that had been repeatedly appearing in his ears.

Believe it in that place.

There must be more stupid people who are struggling to die without hesitation.

No matter how much the reward is, the reward is of the same amount.
Chapter completed!