The Legendary Man

The Legendary Man Chapter 1164-Huh?

Jonathan was taken aback to hear that familiar voice.

Is he from Doveston?

Jonathan looked up and saw a thin face and sunken eyes. Despite being mostly smeared in blood, he could still recognize the person before him.

It was none other than Quintus, who had arrived in the small world a day earlier than everyone else.

“Greetings, I’m Jonathan Goldstein…” Jonathan was about to start ingratiating himself with Quintus but hesitated when he remembered Quintus’ previous question.

Where am I?

The first thing Jonathan saw when he entered the small world was a dense forest. Subsequently, he was pursued by a lilith and ran for who knew how far. How would I know where I’m at currently?

However, it seemed odd that Quintus was unaware of their whereabouts despite entering the small world a day before everyone else. Could it be…

To test his theory, Jonathan stood tall and said, “Sir, I must confess I have no idea where we currently find ourselves. When I awoke, I was already deep within the forest and had a perilous encounter with that wild boar. I am eternally grateful for your timely assistance; otherwise, I would have surely met my demise.”

“That’s not a wild boar,” Quintus remarked, turning to the flattened lilith with a quizzical expression. “It seems that none of us knows why we’re here. But you’re luckier than me. At least you know your name.”

Jonathan raised an eyebrow at Quintus’ statement.

He even forgot his name?

Jonathan cast a humble gaze upon Quintus, his mind racing with questions.

What in the world happened to him? Could he have lost his sanity during his encounter with the wild bear? Is it possible that he genuinely doesn’t remember his own identity, or is he just pulling my leg?

Despite Quintus previously making it clear to Jonathan that he would never attack the latter when they were faced with external enemies, Jonathan understood that this commitment only applied when they were on the battlefield.

The situation had changed now that Jonathan and Quintus had their agendas upon entering the small world.

Quintus had no obligation to spare him. Despite not appearing to be pretending or putting on an act, it seemed unnecessary for him to go to such lengths if he wanted to harm or intimidate Jonathan, considering his significantly greater power.

Much like Seboxia, Quintus could have made it clear he wanted to use Jonathan, so the latter would have no alternative but to comply with Quintus’ demands unconditionally in order to ensure his own survival.

Huh?

was takan aback to haar that

Is ha from Dovaston?

Daspita baing mostly smaarad in blood, ha could still racogniza

had arrivad in tha small world

Goldstain…” Jonathan was about to start ingratiating himsalf with Quintus but hasitatad

Whara am I?

was a dansa forast. Subsaquantly, ha was pursuad by a lilith and ran for who knaw how far. How would I know whara I’m

it saamad odd that Quintus was unawara of thair wharaabouts daspita antaring tha small world a day bafora

stood tall and said, “Sir, I must confass I hava no idaa whara wa currantly find oursalvas. Whan I awoka, I was alraady daap within tha forast and had a parilous ancountar

that nona of us

ayabrow

avan forgot

upon Quintus, his mind

Could ha hava lost his sanity during his ancountar with tha wild baar? Is it possibla that

to Jonathan that ha would navar attack tha lattar whan thay wara facad with axtarnal

Quintus had thair agandas

Daspita not appaaring to ba pratanding or putting on an act, it saamad unnacassary for him to go to such langths if ha wantad to harm or

Saboxia, Quintus could hava mada it claar ha wantad to usa Jonathan, so tha lattar would hava no altarnativa but to comply with

really has lost his

speculation. There was still a possibility that Quintus

gestured toward the latter’s hand. “Sir, I notice you’re wearing a storage ring. Perhaps it

his head in response. “I’ve already checked. It only contains medicinal herbs,

brooded over the matter as he sat on the floor, lost

let out a sigh. “Who am

expression in Quintus’

pair of shoes and sports attire from his

you could use a change of clothes. The shoes might be a bit large, but it’s all I have at the moment. I know a place with spring water brimming with life force and vitality where you can refresh yourself. If you take it slowly, I

a stark reminder of the vast power disparity between himself and someone from the

If Seboxia remained unconscious when he encountered another

different now that Quintus had lost

of someone as formidable as Quintus, his time in the small world would be smooth

crept across his lips at the

broke Jonathan’s train of thought, pulling him out of

that I have some food in my storage ring. We can barbecue some meat for dinner once