As the distance from the low hill narrowed, when Kratzer climbed to the top of the canopy again, he was pleasantly surprised to find that there was a small waterfall from this mountain, and this discovery made him ecstatic, and he could finally stop drinking after being cut off for many days. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info He has been living on alcohol these days, and the water and food have been cut off, and food can be obtained from the forest, but drinking water is not so easy to obtain.

As the saying goes, look at the mountain and run a dead horse! This sentence is not an exaggeration at all, from the sight of the low mountain, Kreeser kept moving towards it, and walked for two days before he reached the vicinity, the most recent of which was when he climbed the canopy, and was pleasantly surprised to find that there was a burst of green smoke rising there, which meant that there were people there, and this discovery made Kreeser's heart even more happy, so he quickened his steps, and finally arrived near the low mountain in the evening of the same day.

Listening to the roar of the water in the distance, Kreizer smiled and thought to himself, I can take a good bath today, these shuttles in the forest, let alone bathing, even drinking water has become a luxury, the smell on his body is indeed very bad, even the little guy followed him from a distance, secretly aimed at him with his eyes, and refused to lie on his shoulder anymore.

As the roar of the water became louder and louder, Krezer finally arrived, he pushed away the bushes in front of him, and walked out, only to see a roaring bonfire burning on the edge of the waterhole below the waterfall, and above the bonfire was a delicious food that had been roasted golden brown with bursts of oil, although he didn't know what the corpse of the beast was, but it exuded a burst of aroma, which was not poisonous, and a few bits of grease dripping from time to time made the flames jump more often, and the aroma of roasted meat drilled into Krezer's nose so hard that he couldn't help but swallow his saliva。

But there was no human shadow around, and Krazer walked cautiously, looking around vigilantly, and saw nothing but the rustle of the night wind through the trees.

"Gollum, you have to follow me closely, I don't know what will happen, after all, in this deserted forest, the presence of people is also very dangerous!" Kraezer said cautiously to Tanatos, as he kept his eyes around. He shouted loudly, "Excuse me, is anyone here? Whose food is this? Is there anyone? Mind if I eat a little!"

Kraser's stomach screamed, and he hadn't even eaten dinner to get here before dark, and Krazer was tired and hungry.

"Okay, little one, our luck is just right! it seems that the master is not there! we can only eat a little less, and see when the master here will come back!" the hungry Krazer swallowed vigorously as he looked at the aromatic roast on the campfire.

But he found that the usually restless little guy was not moving at this time, he looked at the little guy who followed behind suspiciously, but found that the little guy who was following behind him had disappeared, Kreizer looked around nervously, took out the arrow from the space ring, and looked around vigilantly, but heard a strange sound near the bonfire. He looked at the campfire, only to find that the little one had no idea what it was, and was munching on the roast above the fire.

"Hey, grunt, don't lie on it with your whole body, and others won't be able to eat. Kratzer said as he pulled the little one off the roast, while the little one was still chewing on a large piece of torn roast meat.

"Eat slowly, eat slowly, don't choke, eat politely, grunt! Pay attention to your image, look! Look! Choke on! Delicious food should be used slowly! What kind of expression do you have? Do you still want to drink? If you want to drink good wine, you have to be obedient!"

As he spoke, Krazer wiped the roast with an arrow, and slowly cut a small piece of the cooked roast meat and handed it to Tanatos, who was baring his teeth in an angry manner, who took the roast meat from Kretzer with two small paws, and swallowed it in two bites, while Kretzer himself cut off the thin piece of the roast that had been lying on his body and kept it for himself, and he blew the roast meat stuck in the arrow, and was about to send it to his mouth. Suddenly, there was a rustling sound from the bushes opposite, accompanied by a rustling sound, the bushes shook violently, Krazer didn't have time to put the barbecue in his mouth, so he had to ignore the hot hand of the barbecue, while holding it in his hand, holding an arrow stained with oil splashes in one hand, looking at the shaking bushes nervously, Tanatos also quickly swallowed the barbecue in his mouth, and quickly climbed onto Krezer's shoulder, baring a mouth full of fine teeth, standing up the scales on his body and looking at the shaking bushes side by side with Krezer.

In the light of the hazy moonlight, the grove suddenly stopped shaking.

Krazer and Tanatos both swallowed nervously at the same time, but saw a pile of colorful fruits hanging on a silver stick and crossed the bushes first, and looked down, a sturdy old man wearing a black turban and a gray tight-fitting combat uniform, his face was full of wrinkles and a sense of vicissitudes, and he was relatively short and walked out slowly.

I saw the old man raise his head and look at Krazer with sharp eyes. "Boy, get out of my barbecue, and don't point a knife at me, I hate it when people use knives against me, and knives don't work!"

Without paying attention to the arrow in Kraser's hand, the old man in a black turban slowly walked in front of Kraser, put the colorful fruit on the ground, saw a large piece of the barbecue that was missing, and then looked at the piece of roast meat that Kratzer was holding in his hand, and he glared at Krazer fiercely with a stick.

Krazer smiled embarrassedly: "That, that, old gentleman, I'm a lost adventurer, I haven't eaten for several days, just now I saw barbecue on the bonfire, I shouted for a long time and no one answered, so I ate a little bit." ”

Kratzer touched the back of his head with his hand, nodded and apologized, obviously letting him know that this was his fault, so he lowered his posture.

The old man with the black turban didn't appreciate his apology, and still looked at him expressionlessly. "I repeat, stay away from my barbecue!"

"Okay, okay, I'll just sit on the side. Kratzer picked up Tanatos, who was grinning at the old man, with an apologetic expression, and nodded to the side.

But the simple Tanatos didn't understand Krazer's approach, and his little head only had delicious barbecue, so he kept twisting in his arms to vent his frustration at staying away from the delicious barbecue. The old man with a black turban washed the bright red fruit in water, took out a knife from his waist, cut a small piece of roasted meat, and chewed it slowly. A bite of fruit, a bite of barbecue, I was so happy to eat, and the expression on my face was as if I had eaten a rare delicacy in the world.

Kratzer looked at the old man with an intoxicated look, took out the dry beef jerky that he had kept for a long time from the space ring, broke off a piece and threw it to the little guy, while stuffing some into his mouth, the latter spit it out after taking a bite, still pitifully looking at the fragrant barbecue on the bonfire, while grabbing his hands and feet to get closer there, but he was hugged by Krazer in his arms after a few steps. And Kratzer himself was chewing on the dry beef jerky in his mouth, which was really hard to swallow compared to the smooth and delicious roast meat he had just eaten, but then his eyes rolled and he had an idea, and with a wave of his hand, he took out a large wine barrel from the spatial ring.

Looking at Thanatos, who was attracted all the attention by the barrel that appeared, he said to the little guy as if talking to himself. "Alas, we don't have a barbecue, we have to drink some wine to quench our thirst!"

As he spoke, he slapped the lid of the barrel vigorously, and the aroma of the barbecue overshadowed the aroma of the barbecue, and at the same time, Tanatos swooped from his arms to the barrel, and kept spinning on it, as if he couldn't wait, and Krazer put his hand on the mouth of the barrel and fanned it vigorously, and for a moment the open space was filled with the smell of wine, and even the old man who enjoyed the delicious barbecue gently shrugged his nose and opened his closed eyes.

He looked at the large barrel with the tantalizing aroma of wine, and swallowed his saliva instead of that. "Young man, why don't you come and eat some delicious barbecue together! I can't eat such a big bunch of barbecue for an old man! Come and eat some together!"

"Yes, yes, thank you, old man!" said Kraser, smiling secretly, as he carried the barrel as he walked towards the old man by the campfire, while Thanatos lay dead on the mouth of the barrel and refused to leave.

"Come on, come on, come on, young man, try my own secret barbecue from the old man! marinated in a variety of spices, take a bite to make sure you won't forget it!" said the old man in the black turban as he cut off a large piece of Kreeser.

"You're so polite! I'd better come by myself! Don't bother you! Look at your barbecue, why are you embarrassed to let you cut the barbecue for me, I'd better do it myself!" said Kreeser and cut two pieces of roast meat of different sizes with an arrow, one handed to Little Tana, who was lying on the barrel and refused to come down, and the other into his mouth, said vaguely.

"Try my secret brew too!"

As he spoke, Krazer took out a large wine glass as if he was playing a trick, poured a glass full of glasses for the old man with a black turban and handed it over. The little guy looked at the wine glass in Kraser's hand with his eyes, and pointed to his small mouth aggrievedly, which kept clicking and clicking, and even ignored the barbecue sent by Kraser.

"Haha! Young people must have the spirit of chivalry! It is a virtue to respect the old and love the young!" the old man with a black turban smiled and took a big sip of the wine glass, with an intoxicated expression on his face.

"It's a good wine, it's better than the Slarey silver agave I've drunk!" said the old man with a black turban as he drank the remaining half of the wine.

Kratzer took out two smaller glasses and filled them, and sent one of them to the little one, and Thanatos was already impatient, and kept circling around the glass, and when Kreezer put the glass down, he couldn't wait to pounce on it, grabbed the edge of the glass with all fours, and plunged into it. The old man with the black turban, with a kind smile on his face, looked at Kraser, and more at the arrow in Kraser's hand that was used to cut meat.

"Sir, drink slowly, I've got a lot more!" Ignoring the old man's strange gaze, Krazer pushed the barrel in his direction.

"Well, young man, you are very good! Old man, I have traveled almost all over the continent, and I have not found a more enjoyable wine, what is the name of this wine. Looking at the enthusiastic Krezer, the old man in the black turban praised.

For a while, the old man and the young suddenly had an affectionate conversation, as if nothing had happened to the unpleasantness just now.

"Dear old gentleman, it's admirable that you have been able to travel all over the continent! I haven't asked your name yet?" asked Krezer, standing up and sternly.

"Relax, relax, young man, it's just a trip to the continent, and I'm going to walk all over the ocean, haha! The ocean is a place that is more beautiful and mysterious than the mainland! The most important thing is that there is a legendary mermaid in the sea!" the old man with a black turban smiled mysteriously. He filled himself with another cup before he said, "Young man, you must report your own name before asking for someone's name! This is the most basic respect for a person!"

Krazer hurriedly put down the wine glass in his hand and said, "That's what you said!"

He stood up, straightened his clothes, and said solemnly: "Old sir, my name is Krazer Sherlock, I am twenty-six years old, and I live in a small town called Elroc in the west of Gauld City, which is very close to the Confusion Swamp. I'm here because I've been commissioned to take a trip to Berkeley, a city east of the Empire. It's just that one day half a month ago, I was busy on my way, and I was attacked by a wild wolf when I approached the road, and I got lost in the battle, and then I was chased by a group of wolf-faced monkeys, and I ran here in a panic."

"Yo he! You kid really have no common sense! Don't you know that night is the time when wild beasts come out to feed? What a reckless boy! But this mission is really far! young man!" The old man with the black turban looked at Krazer with a smile on his face after listening to his brief introduction, and pointed to the southwest before continuing. "But you're lucky to have met me here, and if you take a step further, you'll be in the realm of the Elven Forest, and these long-eared guys won't tell you anything. ”

"Hey, hey, hey. Krazer scratched his head embarrassedly and smiled awkwardly, in fact, he knew that he shouldn't shuttle through the forest at night, but he just wanted to get to the destination of this mission quickly, so he deliberately ignored these, so this time the incident was completely the result of his own fault.

"Well, since it's fate, boy, I'm a free adventurer, a bard who travels all over the continent, and my name is Stiller Waffle Mitty! You can call me Mitty or Stiller. The old man with the black turban introduced himself solemnly, and it was clear that Kraser's performance had left a good impression on him.

"You are the daydreamer Stiller Waffle Mitty, I used to hear about you when I was studying magic in the Imperial Capital, it is said that you were a legendary archmage in the past, and you are also a very adventurous explorer, I have heard that your magical theories can give people a sense of imagination!" After hearing the name from the old man's mouth, Krazer stood up respectfully, and he bowed deeply to the old man.

"Oh, you've heard of me, too!" said the old man with a black turban with a slight smile.

"Yes! My mentor once said that your theories of magic, though much refuted, are meritorious and imaginative. Kreizer complimented. "Your book on the importance of a magician's strong body. It inspired me a lot!"

"There are a lot of arguments, who says that magicians must only be physically weak, I call it innovation, you know! It is because your mentor's thinking is too old, and he always stays on the basis of the research of his predecessors, and there is no innovation at all, so my theory seems so out of place. They were jealous of me, so they called me Daydreamer, but I like it, Daydream, it suits me so much! How can people make progress without dreams! Do you say yes, young man!" After hearing Kraser's words, the old man Stiller blew his beard and stared at Kraser, as if he dared to eat him without saying a word.

Looking at the old man's excited appearance, Kraser could only nod brightly, not daring to refute again.