"Paladin?" asked Naria, confused.

Tess kept her mouth shut, and after a while reluctantly replied, "The guy you thought was a hunter, Fili, he's a knight of the god of water." ”

Naria wasn't surprised, they knew early on that a paladin was behind them.

"But Filly doesn't look like that. She remembered the man's calm expression.

"Oh, he's not just a paladin here, he said it himself. Tess didn't have a crush on the knights of the water god, and while they might have saved Ston Butch, she was so angry at the sight of the arrogant guys walking down the street with their swagger and pretense of humility - they weren't the only ones saving the city!

"Maybe it's the guy you kicked off, or maybe ......" Nalya thought for a moment, "Well, the dwarves shouldn't do that." ”

"Anyway, we seem to have fallen deeper than we thought we would. Tess took the torch from Naria's hand and held it higher, looking around.

The light of the fire wasn't too far away, but it was enough for them to see their surroundings clearly, just as Nalya had noticed just now, several wide and narrow cracks leading in all directions, and it seemed that the wind was blowing in each direction.

Tess reached out and felt it.

"It's cold, it's cold, it's all cold. "I guess it's not dwarven territory anymore." ”

Naria looked up at the hard, heavy rocks and felt suffocated. She didn't know how a dwarf could endure such an adult months without seeing the sky. She hadn't been in the pit for long, and she had missed the sun and snow, the wind and the trees outside.

"Go this way!" Tess pointed dryly at a crack that at least looked the widest.

Naria thrust the sword back behind her back, a weapon that seemed inconvenient to use here, and pulled out the dagger in her boot and walked in the direction Tess pointed.

"It's best not to drop anything unless it's gems or gold coins...... No, forget it, if the gem falls, the dwarves will definitely jump down with it. Tess walked ahead of her with a torch, and now she didn't have to worry about anyone hearing them.

The place where the rope ladder had fallen was soon plunged into darkness and silence again, with only a faint glimmer of light leaking from above the crevices on the ground. After the girls had gone far away, heavy footsteps sounded, and an extremely tall figure seemed to have tripped over something on the ground, and the figure bent down, picked up the rope from the ground, and let out a few happy hums, picked up the pile of rope, and carried it all to his shoulders.

"What are you doing with that?" asked another voice in the darkness impatiently.

The tall man waved a hand and made strange gestures.

“...... Whatever you want. The other said angrily, walking towards the rift that Tess and Narya had just walked through, "If you get stuck somewhere and can't move, I won't save you again!"

The big man with the stature of a savage laughed, said nothing, and followed his companion into the gap that was still a little narrow for him.

Ed huddled together with Norway behind a rock, staring at the crowd of dwarves running around outside, not daring to move.

The first part of the plan went very smoothly. Although they waited for a while, they managed to sneak into the pit while the dwarves opened the gate and scrambled into the large pile of snow that had been half-buried in the doorway. But then things got worse and worse. At first, the dwarven kingdom seemed empty, but it didn't take long for it to be crowded with dwarves running up from below. From what they heard, they guessed that the prisoners brought in from outside by the dwarves had escaped while they had gone to catch the ice dragon, and that they were now running around the pit looking for someone.

Hearing the news of the ice dragon made Ed excited and uneasy.

"They've got him!" he knew he should be quiet, but now he couldn't, and he tried to keep his voice low and express his concern to the elves.

"Caught, not killed. Norway replied softly in the shortest sentence possible, while patting the young human on the shoulder soothingly.

That didn't make it much easier for Ed. He still vividly remembered the last time Isis was caught, locked in the dark again, and that would drive him crazy.

"Naria and Tess must have gone looking for him. Ed just couldn't help but speak, even if he couldn't hear his own voice, "And we're stuck here, and we can't help at all......" The dwarves have already begun to search this way, and they will soon be discovered.

Norway was silent for a moment, then suddenly whispered a few words in his ear.

"When I jump out, stay here and don't move. Going down, the ice dragon can only be at the bottom. It's your adventure, Ed Singh, to see how far you can go. ”

Before Ed could stop it, the elf had already jerked off his hat and jumped out, swiftly weaving his way through a pile of dwarves and disappearing into the shadows on the other side, the glint of his blonde hair still in everyone's eyes.

The startled dwarves stayed for a moment before roaring after them, and the area as far as Ed's eyes could see was soon empty again.

Ed stayed there and didn't move. Not because the elf told him not to move, but because he was stunned. They said they were going to do it together! He didn't even think about what to do when he was the only one left.

He jerked to his feet, crouched back again, hesitating whether to catch up with Norvi or go to Is, as he had said.

With his speed, it is obviously impossible to catch up with the elves, he will be caught by the elves earlier, and then the elves who have to come back to save him will also be caught.

"Well, Ed Singall, see how far you can go. He whispered to himself, and slowly stood up again, carefully surveying his surroundings, trying to recall the tricks the elves had taught him along the way to stalk the dwarves - the important thing was "not to be discovered." ”

He mustered up courage and slipped out of the shadow under the rock, and silently slipped into another, looking for a way down, all the while praying that the god of fortune, who had been with him all along, would not leave too soon.

The elf jumped onto a half-broken stone bridge, jumped up, landed lightly to the other side, and glanced back.

The dwarves had seen his pointed ears and were in hot pursuit as he wished.

"A spy sent by the elves!"

"Pointy-eared thief!"

The dwarves' swearing was the same, and there were no surprises, but their anger was real, and it was not adulterated at all. The elves feared that if they were caught, they might be chopped to pieces before they could tell - dwarves weren't brutal, but they were impulsive like bulls, and no one could stop them.

He didn't want to leave Ed behind, but the situation was better than getting caught together. And he wasn't too worried about what danger Ed would encounter.

After all, the young man wasn't really alone.

An arrow narrowly grazed his ear, followed by a throwing axe, making him realize that now was not the time to worry about Ed. There is a more real danger ahead of him.

He sighed, took a long step, and continued his escape alone.

He didn't know how far he could go.