The plea for aid had failed. That meant they would have to seize a spot in the Lamp Trial on their own, and that would not be easy. Philis Town had a large number of Adventurers, and there was no shortage of Second Order Transcendents.
But it was not hopeless. The gap between the First Order and Second Order was not yet that vast. The three of them were outstanding in their respective fields, and fighting above their level was no difficult feat.
At least, for Isaac, as long as he was given time to prepare, he feared nothing even if every adventurer in Philis Town attacked together—so long as neither a High-level Knight nor a High Sorcerer made a move!
"So, shall we split up now?" Isaac asked Philo and Angel.
"I have lodgings prepared. Won't you come with us?" Philo tilted her head, a sly smile on her face. At the same time, she gently lifted one corner of her Wizard Robe, exposing her long, slender thigh.
Isaac glanced at it. What a pity—she was wearing ordinary trousers. Average.
"No. I still need to make some preparations. It wouldn't be good if I scared you two. Until the trial slots appear, let's meet once every three days. At the Old Soldier Tavern. That's that."
With that, Isaac left without looking back, leaving Philo and Angel standing where they were, watching his retreating back without knowing what they were thinking.
After parting ways with Philo and the others, Isaac first drove the Pumpkin Carriage to the Old Soldier Tavern and rented a room. After briefly looking over the place, he did not linger in town. He drove straight out of Philis Town, reached a concealed patch of shrubbery, opened the Flesh Dimension, and casually tossed chunks of bright-red Flesh