Catherine stared thoughtfully at the skeleton as she suddenly stepped out, and three steps later she was standing in front of the skeleton. Catherine's sudden appearance almost scared the skeletal jaw dropped. The chess piece of life in the hands of the skeleton opened violently, as if expanding into infinity.

Catherine was instantly in a bustling bazaar, where all kinds of people mingled, from beautiful and delicate elves in cloaks, to shrewd and sleek humans dressed in gold and silver, and to tall barbarians covered in tattoos. The female mage's ears came with all kinds of languages, and she could barely understand them. However, as the leader of a mercenary group and a magician who admired academics, she immediately recognized that this should be in the Western Continent based on her past experience and knowledge.

And there is one of the various languages that Catherine can understand a little. She followed the voice, and sure enough, she saw a cloaked elf standing in front of a medicine stall talking to the stall owner. The stall owner looked like a typical barbarian old man, tall and full of white hair, but the old man was wearing a big black robe, unlike the usual barbarian naked.

Catherine was able to understand the conversation between the two because the elves and barbarian stallholders were speaking the ancient Elven language. Although the two men spoke an ancient elven language that was somewhat different from what Catherine had learned, many words were pronounced strangely that the female mage had never heard.

Catherine strode through the crowd and walked to the herb stall. Her proximity didn't seem to interfere with the conversation between the two in the slightest, and they continued to haggle over the price of the two herbs. In the end, the elf took out a tooth of an unknown animal and handed it to the stall owner in exchange for the medicinal herbs he wanted.

"What do you want to order?" asked Catherine, the barbarian stall owner, using the lingua franca of the Eastern Continent.

Catherine looked at the barbarian again. His face was wrinkled, and his white beard was carefully groomed, hanging very obediently on the side of his ears and chin. The old man's eyes were sharp, revealing a light that did not match his age. "You are the master of the world of sand and water. ”

"You don't have to call me that here. The old barbarian man laughed, "My name is the Ice Bear Abyss. ”

"The Ice Bear Abyss? Catherine was taken aback. Although the female mage is from the Eastern Continent, she still knows something about the important countries and people in the Western Continent. Known as the last shaman of the Barbarian Clan, the Ice Bear Abyss was the decisive figure in leading the Bear Tribe's rebellion from the Land of Behemoths in the late Hunting Wars. However, the hunting war has been going on for a hundred years, and this sacred mountain shaman is still alive.

"It's rare for a magician from the Eastern Continent like you to know about the Sacred Mountain Shaman. Ice Bear Abyss's tone was also a little surprised.

"I just read a few more books. Catherine looked around, "What is this place? I can make out that it's on the Western Continent, but I don't know what the market is." ”

"This bazaar doesn't exist, it's just a world of my memories. Ice Bear Abyss picked up a herb in his hand, turned it into a handful of sand in his hand, and fell to the table and turned back into a herb.

Catherine turned her head to look at a passer-by and reached out to push at them. Her hand plunged into the man's body. The female mage immediately pulled it out, feeling her hands wet. The passerby continued on his way, completely out of sight of Catherine, untouched.

"How did we come to your memory?" asked Catherine.

"This is the world of enchantments that have evolved out of the chess pieces of my life. Ice Bear Abyss sighed, "Your sudden appearance just now inspired me to set up self-preservation measures in the chess game of life, and now we can't get out for the time being." ”

"Why?"

"This enchantment world is a big labyrinth, and even I can't easily get out of it after entering here. The Ice Bear Abyss explained, "Unless an exit is found." ”

"You can't get out yourself, what's the use of such protection. Catherine was a little incomprehensible.

"I said I was a pacifist. Ice Bear Abyss laughed, "After someone who wants to be unfavorable to me is locked in this labyrinth with me, I can find an exit, but he can't." I can get out, but he must stay in forever. So I don't have to fight him, but he can't be against me anymore. Perfectly solved, isn't it?"

Catherine opened her mouth, after all, it turned out to be the eternal imprison of the enemy. "Can I understand that you sealed the enemy in the chess pieces of life?"

"Pretty much. "The Ice Bear Abyss did not deny it.

"How can I find the exit?"

"I don't know, it changes every time you come in and exit. Ice Bear Abyss spread his hand, "You didn't see me setting up a stall to search for clues." ”

"You can communicate with the characters in your memory?"

"If you will. Although they came from my memories, the chess piece of life in the enchantment gave them a new life. Ice Bear Abyss thought for a moment and continued to add, "The highest level of the enchantment is to form a self-contained independent world, and my life chess has almost reached this level. Every life in the enchantment world can be said to be a part of the chess of life, and the more independent they are, the stronger the enchantment of the chess piece of life becomes. ”

The shaman of Mount Kinabalu inadvertently, or seemingly unintentionally, revealed the mystery of the enchantment to Catherine. The female mage could feel the kindness unleashed by the Ice Bear Abyss to some extent.

"Then I'll help find clues together, I have to get out quickly. But Catherine immediately frowned again, "But I don't understand the language of the Western Continent. ”

"You can try it with those steppe elves, don't you know the ancient elven language?" the ice bear abyss looked at Catherine, "The magicians of the Eastern Continent have to learn the ancient elven language. ”

The steppe elves are an elven race in the Western Continent that live in the Misty Grassland, and Catherine has read about them in the "A Brief History of the Western Continent". The steppe elves are not related to the elven royal family of the Eastern Continent, they are the bloodline left behind by an elven king who went to the Western Continent to develop during the Elven Empire. After tens of thousands of years of evolution, the customs and habits are different from those of the elves of the Eastern Continent. Catherine once talked to Green Wind about these steppe elves, and Green Wind didn't know much about them, only mentioning that the royal family of the steppe elves and the royal family of the Eastern Continent elves would exchange visits every thousand years.

Catherine was shocked to learn that the human kingdom of the Eastern Continent had established a connection with the Bercy Empire of the Western Continent, which had only been achieved after the major development of navigation technology in the last few hundred years. But the elven race doesn't seem to be limited by geography at all, no matter where they are in the world, they keep in touch with each other. These races, which have existed since the time of the gods, are still strong even if they have declined.

"Then I'll talk to the steppe elves. "The Ice Bear Abyss's suggestion Catherine certainly took it back, her time was actually very limited. If you spend too much time in the chess game of life, you may be able to go out and your body will already be devoured by the blood beast.

"By the way, is there any clue about the steppe elf you traded with just now?" The female mage was not prepared to attack blindly.