Chapter 643: Do You Want to Go?

"That was the process we discussed last night, and she agreed in the end," Lancelot set down his glass of fresh juice and said to his companions at the dining table, "This isn't just an adventure. There are many things completely beyond our control, so if anyone doesn't want to go, I completely understand. After all, we're going to war, and the risks far outweigh the rewards. If I didn't have personal needs, I'd stay far away from this mess."

"Count me in," Bruto put down his glass too—which, like all dwarves from Twin Bridges Town, was filled with ale for breakfast.

"Don't agree so quickly," Lancelot shook his head, "You just got back, wouldn't you spend more time with your old man?"

"I spent all day yesterday helping out in the infirmary," Bruto shrugged, "Need me to describe it for you?"

"How are things?" Lancelot's face turned grim, "Uncle Barrend wasn't harmed, was he?"