Wen Xishu finally made his choice.
He let out a long breath. Rather than feeling pressured, he felt happy.
Doing the right thing was undoubtedly difficult, but once he made his choice, everything felt so liberating.
"In the next stage, the enemy will be powerful. We're heading to the source of the curse. Kill the target, and we can break the curse across a vast area."
Wen Xishu hid nothing and told everyone directly.
Borg exclaimed:
"So soon?"
Their commander could lead them out of the cursed land. That was the guidance each of them had seen, and this journey was destined to be long.
Yet none of them had expected things to move so quickly.
Their commander had only led them for a few nights, and he was already about to find the source of the curse.
Devin caught the crucial point:
"Commander, are you saying you'll break the curse outright and destroy it, rather than lead us out of it?"
Wen Xishu nodded.
"Yes. Of course, I could simply lead you all to safety, but too many people here have suffered from the curse."
"There are also many other heroes in this Tavern who can be recruited, just like you. They endure the same grief you do."
"Escaping would certainly help, but I don't want to run. As it happens, I've found a lead. On our next sortie from the Tavern, we'll reach the deepest part of the curse."
"Perhaps the people there are living in utter misery."
Wen Xishu's words filled everyone in the Tavern with respect.
But Enzo said worriedly:
"To be honest... against a complete form, I'm no longer strong enough to help you, am I? Commander, I believe you're someone who can bring about miracles."
"But can we really handle the source of the