"Fletcher, how about giving me Ryan a favor?" Ryan said to Fletcher with a smile.

Fletcher frowned upon hearing this and stood there, not knowing how to respond.

Seeing this, Ryan laughed and put on the red mask in his hand. In an instant, Ryan disappeared from everyone's sight.

Just as everyone was wondering where Ryan had gone, Fletcher paused and felt a chill down his spine.

Because Ryan had come behind him without him knowing when, his body leaned forward slightly, and his skeleton-like right hand gently stroked his neck, as if it could strangle his neck in the next moment.

Neither Fletcher nor Ermo, nor the three fifth-level monsters nor the people from the Church of Light noticed how Ryan came behind Fletcher.

Just like a ghost, silent.

"Don't worry, Fletcher. I, Ryan, won't make things difficult for you. I know what you want. Isn't it the Mist Lord Token?" Ryan said with a smile in front of Fletcher.

Fletcher laughed in agreement, his body tense; he had no idea what Ryan was trying to do.

But the next moment, Ryan disappeared again.

Fletcher felt Ryan disappear and hurriedly touched the back of his neck in fear. He had a magic wand on him to detect assassins, but he didn't react at all when Ryan approached him.

This means that it would be easy for Ryan to kill him...

Ryan appeared again behind Joan of Arc, and sat behind Joan of Arc who was riding a unicorn.

Arnold, who was standing by, immediately shouted, "Ryan! The Saint cannot tolerate..."

"Arnold!" Joan of Arc scolded Arnold and interrupted him. She didn't want to die at Ryan's hands because of Arnold's recklessness.

Ryan squinted his eyes and glanced at Arnold, then leaned slightly closer to Jeanne and spoke.

"Your Highness, if you want to save your subordinates, then hand over the Mist Lord's Token."

Then he sent a message to Jeanne, "Your Highness, as long as there is life, there is hope. Protect your Knights first. You will get the Mist Lord Token later."

Hearing Ryan's voice transmission, Jeanne's eyes paused, and she made up her mind. She immediately took out the two Mist Lord tokens from her magic box and handed them to Ryan.

Ryan took the Mist Lord's Token and weighed it for a few seconds, then threw it to Fletcher.

"Fletcher, come on, isn't this why you're chasing the Church of Light? Now that we've got the stuff, how about giving me, Ryan, some face and letting the Church of Light go?"

Fletcher looked at the two Mist Lord tokens flying towards him and reached out to take them.

As soon as Fletcher received the Mist Lord's token, Ryan's voice sounded in his ears.

"Fletcher, releasing the Church of Light will also benefit you. After all, they'll be there to help you collect the Mist Lord tokens. Waiting until the end of the secret realm for you to harvest another wave will be more efficient, won't it?"

Hearing this, Fletcher pondered for a long time, feeling the cold feeling that Ryan had just left on his neck. Fletcher took a deep breath and immediately smiled.

"How dare I, Fletcher, refuse Young Master Ryan's favor? Now that I've gotten what I wanted, there's no need for me to argue any further. Young Master Ryan, you and the people from the Church of Light, please do as you please."

Then Fletcher made the three monsters make way for him.

Seeing this, Ryan took the reins from Joan of Arc and snorted softly, "Hurry."

Immediately, the unicorn under his crotch took Ryan and Jeanne away quickly.

Arnold on the side hurriedly caught up with the members of the Church of Light behind him. Before leaving, he did not forget to glance at Fletcher who was standing there, and then hurriedly chased after Ryan.