"What! Why?" Kordaq jumped to his feet, he thought he could finally get out of this place, but the sudden arrival of an envelope completely disrupted the whole rhythm.

Regner was silent for a moment, then handed the envelope to Kordak.

Kordak took the envelope, and the paper was written in lingua franca.

Dear Brothers,

In view of the fact that we have not been able to come up with a single result in repeated encounters, this time Senior Brother, I sincerely invite you to have a dignified contest with me, on the south bank of the Shimmer Lake in the Nightsong Forest. I'm sure you won't refuse an invitation to such an open duel, and I'll be there quietly waiting for you.

In order to show the absolute fairness of this duel, I will give you plenty of time to prepare, so my patience will be maintained until August 3rd. You can come to me alone and armed until that day comes, and I think you understand what it means to be alone. Don't try to use orcs to surround me, if you do, I'm sure you'll regret it.

Oh yes. I met a very interesting little girl before, and she was really ugly, I had never seen such an ugly woman. Maybe you don't believe it, but there's one more thing in the envelope, and I think you'll believe me when you see that.

Well, that's all there is to it. Finally, as much patience as I am, I hope you'd better come over quickly, because that ugly woman probably doesn't have that much patience.

Your brother,

Balor

"You can't go!" said Kordaq without hesitation, "This must be a trap, and Barol must be trying to kill you while Master Wellles is away!

"I have to go. Regner pulled out a strand of silver hair from the envelope, which was different from the old man's silvery hair, which was silver in color, with a metallic texture. At least, Kordak had never seen a human with this kind of hair.

"This is ......" Kordak wondered, this strand of hair may indeed be rare, but what does it mean?

Ragnar took a deep breath, then said with a trembling voice, "This color of hair is the same as Anne's ice-blue hair, which is very rare. I've only seen hair of this color on one person......"

Regner paused and said, "That's Erin. ”

"What?!" all exclaimed Kordak, Vera, and Ineris, all three of whom knew the story between Regna and Erin and what the name meant to Regna.

Although Regner didn't say it, they both knew how hard Regner had put into finding Erin in the past few years. At least Kordak has never seen Regner exchange any equipment from the guild, it stands to reason that his guild contribution points in the past two years are enough for him to exchange for a good magic weapon, but Ragnar has never mentioned exchanging equipment, presumably he has already used the contribution points for other things. And the most likely thing is to entrust the guild to find Erin's whereabouts.

Since this matter is related to Irene, then Kordaq naturally knows that Regner can't be persuased, so he just asks, "Are you sure this is Erin's hair?"

Regner's eyes were slightly red, and he stared at the silver hair in his hand: "Even if I forget my appearance, I won't forget the color of her hair." Unless someone has the same hair color as hers, this strand of hair must be hers!"

"Can you hear my opinion?" Clayton interjected suddenly.

Everyone stared at the Scarlet God of War a little strangely, and Clayton looked at the silver hair, and then said, "It's not wrong. ”

"Nothing can go wrong. Regner asked.

"After helping O become the Great Chief, I traveled the world for a few years, so I saw a lot of regions and races. The silver hair you are talking about is indeed very rare among humans, but I know of a race where almost all of them have hair like this. ”

"Which race?" Regner asked.

Clayton looked at Regner and said, "Dark Elves." ”

All the humans present at the "......" fell into silence, although they were also wandering around, they naturally could not compare with the blood-colored god of war Clayton in terms of experience and knowledge. They had only heard all sorts of legends about the mysterious race of dark elves, but they had never seen any of them with their own eyes.

"How is that possible?" Regner couldn't believe it, he had heard some of the legends of the dark elves, not only did this race not lose its beauty and desires far beyond those of humans, but they were also far more passionate about blood, killing, and intrigue than any other race. Some even suspect that even demons who are keen on destruction and destruction have no bloodthirsty desires as the dark elves. And now, Clayton actually said that the good-natured Irene was a dark elf?

"She's not dark-skinned like the dark elves are called, and she's ...... She's also ugly. Regner argued that Erin was uncomfortable with such an evil and bloody race.

Clayton spread his hands: "I think she may not be a pure-bred dark elf, but she only has some dark elf blood, so she will have that kind of silver hair, but no black skin." As for being ugly, I remember you said that her face was burned, and who knows what she would have looked like?"

"This ......" Regner was speechless, Clayton was right, and he remembered very well that although Irene's ears were not as good as those of elves, they were indeed longer and sharper than ordinary humans, which also confirmed Clayton's suspicions.

"Alright, boy. There's nothing wrong with dark elves, races don't represent individuals, and individuals don't represent races. If Erin is really what you say, then she is a kind little girl, what does it matter if she is a dark elf or not?" Clayton saw Regner's frustration and persuaded him.

"That's right. Regner smiled.

"And what about your choice now?" Clayton asked, "I'm sure the dark elves have hair of this color, so this strand of hair isn't necessarily Erin's, maybe it's just Barroll's impersonation." Are you going to go to Barol then?"

Regner thought for a moment, then nodded seriously: "Go, I have to go." I also learned about Irene's ethnicity today, and it was impossible for Barol to predict in advance what her hair would look like. So, there's a good chance that this strand of hair is Erin's. And...... I can't afford to gamble that this strand of hair isn't Erin's for my own sake, I can't afford to take the risk. ”

"In that case, let's go back and prepare first, today is the 20th of July, and there are still a few days left, so it's better for you to be well prepared. Kordak said, knowing how dangerous it was for Regner to go to Barol this time, so he was worried about him.

Regner shook his head: "No, I have to go there sooner, otherwise Barol will most likely be bad for Irene." ”

"Boy, can you use your brains?" Kordaq was suddenly angry: "If Barol really has Erin in his hands, he will naturally find a way to take advantage of this, Barol is not an idiot, and persecuting Erin will not do him any good." ”

"But Erin ......"

Before Regner finished speaking, Kordarkk interrupted rudely: "Don't be here, but you're the only one who can save Erin, what if you go up so recklessly and hang up Erin?" I tell you, if you die, I'll leave the Eastern Continent with Vera, and I don't care if Irene's life or death!"

"Xiao Lei, he's right, you still have to think about it calmly. Garona also spoke out at this time.

Seeing that everyone around him said this, Regner no longer insisted on going his own way, and he finally nodded reluctantly.

......

In the evening, Regner returned to his room. He's been training with Clayton for a long time today, and while this cramming doesn't necessarily have any effect, now he has to do a little more to give others a little more confidence.

"Little Ray. Garona asked, "Do you have to go to this duel?"

"A must go. "This is the only clue I've found about Erin in years, and I can't afford to lose it anyway," Regner said. And it's really time for the matter between me and Barol to be settled. ”

"......" Garona was silent for a moment, and then said: "I understand, then you can familiarize yourself with the Shadow Edge again in the next two days, your other three abilities have basically been exposed, and this ability will become one of your hole cards." ”

"Yes, teacher...... Thank you. Regner said.

"Why did you suddenly say thank you?" said Garona, laughing.

"You've helped me so much, and there's not much I've been able to do for you until now. Regner said sincerely, although this orc is different from her own race, she has always been dedicated to helping herself since she became a devouring sword spirit, and this alone is not much worse than his other teacher, Wellles.

"What do you say, you just have to provide me with my soul in the future, and don't let me perish here. Actually, I'm taking advantage of you. Garona said.

Regner nodded seriously: "Not only that, if there is a chance in the future, the apprentice will definitely try his best to resurrect you, this is a promise I made to you." ”

"It's good if you have this heart. Garona was very relieved, she thought for a moment, and then continued: "Speaking of which, you don't seem to have a decent weapon except for this light-swallowing sword, and your enchanted dagger seems to be a little out of quality now. ”

"This flaming blade has a unique commemorative significance. Regner said.

"It doesn't matter if you keep it, but in the future, it's better not to use it. Garona said, "If there is no accident, my dagger should be in the sacrificial hall of the Blade Clan, since you are my apprentice, then take it and use it!"