Dark, narrow sewers, enduring the stench of the stench, Adams curled up and walked slowly away from the temple, occasionally startling a few rats that were foraging.

The wound in his chest diffused the fishy sweetness of talking, the hot pain tearing at every nerve, and he crouched down in pain, gulping in the disgusting air, trying to pull himself back from the abyss.

"Am I dying, Osslav?"

The lizard came out of its pocket and climbed up Adams' back up his neck, it looked at its owner with some complications, and suddenly felt that it had done something, if it hadn't been controlled by the oath of its real name and made it anxious to get rid of it, maybe it would have been a good choice to venture with the daring Adams.

"Of course not, master, you should be glad you weren't able to practice necromancy, otherwise you would have been a corpse long ago. ”

Grinning with difficulty, Adams laughed self-deprecatingly, he was really the worst traverser, not only was he weak but also had no way to practice magic, thief God, don't play like this.

His injuries are not too serious, but that is for the medical technology of modern earth, if he can't stop the bleeding quickly, he will go into coma and shock, not to mention that he can feel a strange force flowing through his body along a certain trajectory.

So he tore a large strip of cloth from his clothes, sat on a simple bandage, and tied it to the wound.

Whew, with a long sigh of relief, Adams was a little glad that the medical club he had signed up for in college in order to get close to the pretty girl who majored in nursing had finally saved his life.

Struggling to straighten up, Adams continued to walk in the sewers, he planned to leave Tahrir City as soon as possible, his face had been exposed, Tahrir City was no longer safe for him, as for Jim, he had helped him enough, and he was doing his best as a friend.

Alas, Lillian is really good-looking.

The sewers are full of forks in the road, and if you're not careful, you can get lost, but Adams, who has been plagued by inaccurate GPS navigation for many years, has a lot of experience in this situation, and as long as he walks in one direction, he can't go wrong.

"Oslav, give me a light technique. ”

The blue halo lit up on his body again, and Adams dragged his weak body, one foot deep and one shallow foot towards the east.

After walking for nearly two hours, the sound of running water could be faintly heard in the distance, and a faint light loomed in front of me.

Approaching the exit, Adams couldn't help but feel refreshed, and his tired body seemed to have regained strength, and he rushed quickly towards the flickering light.

The fierce sunlight pierced Adams, unable to open his eyes, and he stood in rags in front of the drain, greedily breathing in the fresh air.

Out of the city! Out of the city by yourself!

What a wonderful feeling it was for the rest of my life.

Just as Adams was about to compose a poem to commemorate his 300th battle with the evil Templar, his stomach screamed without warning, a pang of hunger rushed down his stomach and into his brain, and weakness and fatigue filled his entire body once more.

Gotta find something to eat first.

......

Draped in a cloak he had bought for ten copper wright, Adams buried his head tightly under his hood and turned and walked into a secluded tavern.

The tavern was located in a small town, and Adams vaguely remembered that on the way to Tahrir, he had seen the scenery of the town through the windows of the old carriage, but he didn't expect to be here again.

The owner of the tavern, a bearded dwarf with a red nose, was holding a glass of ale, spitting about his "adventures" to a freckled little girl munching on an apple at the counter.

"The frost dragon grew bigger than a three-story house, and its eyes were as terrifying as lanterns in the night, and I dare say that a normal person would be scared to pee his pants at the sight of it, but the dwarven ancestors had always taught us not to be afraid of the sinister, so I picked up the hammer and threw it at it......"

The little girl heard it with relish, and even forgot that she had eaten half of the apple in her hand, and seemed to be immersed in this magnificent epic legend, and from time to time let out an exclamation of "ah".

Looking at the dwarf boss's posture that could speak for three days and three nights, Adams reluctantly stepped forward to interrupt the other party's bragging.

"A beef, a milk, a rye bread. ”

The dwarven boss shouted to the freckled-faced girl, a little unpleasantly, "A piece of beef, a portion of rye bread, and a beer." ”

He squinted at the young man dressed as a thief

"Two copper wright. ”

"I don't drink, I want milk. Adams hastened to point the way.

The dwarf looked at the young man dressed as a thief with disdain, and then laughed, his fluffy beard bouncing up and down with the muscles on his face, looking a little funny.

"I don't have milk in my shop, yellow-haired boy", then he turned to the little girl in the kitchen and laughed, "You human men just can't do it, not at all, I'll introduce you to a dwarf stick boy another day." ”

The freckled little girl's voice was a little hesitant from the kitchen, "But I don't like to drink either, my mother said that men who drink should bully women, and I don't like your beard either." ”

"Cut, tasteless," the red-nosed dwarf shrugged and sang their folk song at the top of his lungs.

"Eh, hey, hey, we are the darlings of Chongshan~Ah, we are geniuses of forging~Ah"

"Hehe, we have a beautiful beard~, we have the best wine~, we have countless gold~"

"Hehe, we still have the most beautiful girl~Ah"

Listening to the dwarven ditty that didn't rhyme, Adams devoured everything on the table, then poured all the ale into his stomach with a bubbling wooden wine glass.

Refreshing!

The dwarf gave him a thumbs up and laughed.

"Young man, the dwarves have the best wine. ”

Then he looked at the sky outside, which was beginning to get dark, and said slowly, "Have you paid the rent for tonight, seven copper wright." ”

Adams burped contentedly, then waved his hand at the red-nosed dwarf, indicating that he didn't need the service.

The dwarf shook his head noncommittally at the young "thief".

"Young man, tonight [the last moon] comes, you'd better spend the night in the tavern and hit the road again tomorrow."