Teklin's face, which had pretended to be painful, turned black to the color of the bottom of the pot, and the dwarf who looked up at Charlotte had an embarrassed smile on his face. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Teklin hates mages!

Repeat this very important conclusion and creed! He, the lord of the Coldiron family and the high nobles of the Molten Iron Castle, the dwarven warrior Teklyn Coldiron hates the damned mage!

From a young age, Teklin was vaguely aware of the small differences between himself and the ethnic groups around him. He's not as honest as the rest of the dwarven brothers, I mean, though he has the same loyal old face.

Tyklin always had his own little ideas, and ever since he once bought armor of extraordinary value for a bottle of lava wine at the Hammer family's blacksmith shop, he realized that speech and cunning are also extraordinary talents.

So he decided to carefully hide his treacherous face, put on an honest face and communicate with his equally honest dwarven brothers, and by the way, he used all kinds of words to obtain resources far beyond what he could get at his age.

Teklin Hantie undoubtedly succeeded! He never thought he was doing anything wrong. What's wrong with relying on words to get resources to strengthen themselves, and then feed back to the people who help themselves?

No problems at all!

No matter how much he tried to hide it, he would always be seen through by those eyes full of wisdom and intellect, so much so that for a while, Teklin even endured his addiction to alcohol and did not dare to go to his childhood sweetheart's house to drink.

It was probably from that time that Teklin felt that mages were his natural nemesis. Unlike treacherous merchants, even the most cunning businessmen can foolishly get carried away by excessive greed. But the truly wise mages are never impressed by the small favors, they always know what they really need, and they will take action for that goal that will make even the most persistent dwarves jaw-dropping.

So, Teklin hates mages, and now, for his goal, he has to engage in an unpleasant alternative attack and defense with the mages he hates.

Teklin forced himself to smile, he tilted his head and smiled sincerely at the mage who was unhappy with his size and personality, "What are you doing here, Brother Charlotte, I know I'm a little greedy, but I said, I'm never stingy with my brother......"

But Charlotte didn't eat his set, he yawned and waved his hand very boringly, "As the proverb of the north goes, brothers settle accounts." I don't want any unpleasantness between us. Well, Teklin, don't take it personally, I'm looking forward to a future deal with you. If you don't mind, I think my apprentices and I need a good rest. ”

With that, he waved at Vivien and Lolita, and pulled Elle, who grimaced at Teklin, towards the tent.

He had walked less than ten steps before Tecklin finally heard a reluctant voice behind him, "Wait, Brother Charlotte, would you be interested in making another deal with me before you go to Molten Iron Keep?"

Charlotte hid a triumphant smile and turned her head to ask in confusion, "What deal?"

In the dim darkness of the region, a heavily armed force was hurrying. This less common team in the Underworld consists of dwarven warriors, half-blood snake marksmen, and human mages, led by a thin, silver-haired human and a strong dwarf who looks like a chunky winter melon.

After a heated negotiation, the two finally reached an agreement, and the complacent Charlotte and the desperate Teklin formed a temporary alliance and decided to work together to deal with the terrifying monster of the Beholder.

"You may be upset when I say this, but are you really sure you're right? Teklin asked Charlotte in a deliberately low voice, but the dwarf's naturally rough voice and the unique cave environment of the underworld still made his voice faintly echo among the stone walls.

"Although I don't have a lot of research into prophecy spells, I think it's better for you to trust the judgment of a master spellcaster. Charlotte stretched out her hand, and the illusory silver thread that spread along his index finger was spiritually drilled back into his hand, passing the predicted information to the mage's mind one by one.

Teklin still furrowed his rough eyebrows questioningly, "According to my judgment, judging by the footprints and breath, the Minotaur camp should not be here. ”

"Are we looking for a minotaur camp?" Charlotte replied with obvious impatience.

"Even the uneducated peasants knew that the king would not let his slaves live in the palace. Vivien mocked intellectually as if nothing had happened.

Lolita gave Himeyou a thumbs up and showed her tiger teeth, "That's a great point, Vivien!"

Although he didn't want to admit it, Tecklin felt that the girl with the long, straight black hair made a point. He pursed his lips and blew his beard, squeezing ironic tones like 'king' and 'slave' from between his teeth, shrugged his shoulders and ran in the direction Charlotte had pointed out.

It was at this time that Charlotte felt that the other party looked like a dwarf in a book.

He turned back to Vivien and Lolita and explained solemnly, "We're about to get to the Eye Demon's lair later, I know that you follow the theory of truth, which is good! So I have only one request for you, and that's to follow Sister Sylvia, understand?"

"Understood!"

Although they felt that as long as Sylvia and Teacher Charlotte were there, there would be no existence in this world that could hurt them, but feeling the rare seriousness of the teacher's words, the two mages still nodded solemnly.

They stood beside Sylvia on the left and right, looking as well-behaved as sisters Derma and Dinah. Especially Lolita, although she had the title of the Demon King of the Mixed World in the Apprenticeship Academy before she became Charlotte's disciple, even if she no longer had a heart or lungs, she still had an instinctive awe for the king of Icewind Castle.

That's not only because of Sylvia's unfathomable strength, but also because most of the time, Sylvia, who looks cold, is as cold as the ice of the Far North. Even though she has changed greatly in the past two years, her previous impression still makes Lolita dare not make a mistake.

Charlotte looked at Sylvia in the team, and the princess of the ice lake was no longer as cold as ice, but smiled softly at Charlotte. She thought about it, and out of the mood to make Charlotte feel relieved, she forcibly endured the discomfort in her heart and took the initiative to hold Vivian and Lolita's little hands.

This caused the two mages to shudder, revealing embarrassed expressions that were even more uncomfortable than Sylvia's.

Charlotte couldn't help but cover her mouth and snicker, he said no more, turned and snickered and followed behind the sulking Teklin.

The next action Sylvia will not make a move. As in the past two years of travel, Sylvia will only be a quiet spectator when encountering a strong enemy that Charlotte simply cannot resist or an unexpected desperate situation, and then solve Charlotte's various puzzles about spells during the journey.

Charlotte, who has such a powerful golden finger, is no longer as rampage as she was a child, and he always consciously excludes Sylvia when carrying out a plan. This is not only a judgment to improve one's ability intellectually, but also a vaguely strong sensibility.

Charlotte doesn't want Sylvia to be his support, what he wants is to one day be Sylvia's solid backing. Although that future seemed very distant and illusory, it was Charlotte's unwilling ambition.

Moving on, following the guidance of the Guiding Technique, the Eye Demon's lair is in sight.

Skirting the glowing underground, a deep tunnel appears in front of you. The carved misshapen reliefs on both sides of the cave indicate that the cave in front of them is not a natural formation, and they have come to the palace of the Eye Demon.