Such a behemoth shrouded in the mist. The gloomy, bulky, brownish birch roof, about four stories high, hung low, like a giant lying on its side, silently thinking, across the swamp. An old trestle that leads to a row of mottled wooden walls, sharp wooden stakes, hanging with flickering lights.

Bright light, through the web-like mist, like the light in the chest of a giant, sprayed thin, piercing the wilderness. On the side of the road was a bonfire, fiery red, swaying and spinning in the distance, splintering like sparks.

Such a scene did make Fang Yu feel a little shocked, as if it blended into the blue and gray in the night, and seeped into the bright red of blood, with a bleak atmosphere, and a little dim.

The inn of Traveler's Rest stood on the edge of the swamp and forest for thirty-three years, and was passed down from its previous owner to his son, the current owner, for seven years, and the name of the hammer 'Mazak' was not only the ruler of the wilderness, but also a famous blacksmith.

"Legend has it that the flames give life to his hands," Sky Blue whispered to him, "The Ring of Golden Flames is his legendary work." ”

"As for those trestle bridges, under the dark swamp water, there are many bones, treasures and legends buried by word of mouth."

Fang Yu took a deep breath and looked at all this with novelty.

A rusty sword, stuck diagonally at the entrance to the Forest of Egun, carved with a simple line of text:

'Mazak's Haven'

Every word on it is the law of the land.

A few guards were gathered around the campfire, and an old man sitting at the edge of the fire, whose dark face was reflected in the light of the fire, took out the flames and slowly changed the tongs from his left hand to his right hand. Attila stopped on the side of the road and greeted the men, "Good evening, Mr. Mines." ”

"Good evening, Attila." The old man took off his straw hat and put it on his chest, his face was full of wrinkles, and his cloudy eyes were dull, but he smiled slightly: "May Milera bless you." ”

"May Ameya bless you." Attila returned the salute with her hand on her breast.

Fang Yu raised his head, and there were several iron sheets nailed to the wooden level, covered with rust spots, and the words written on them could not be seen clearly in the light of the fire. The fog was thick, and in the distance, the light of the fire loomed, and the poet played the organ by the fire.

The melodious sound of the piano -

The group walked on the dilapidated trestle bridge, the wooden planks moaning overwhelmedly. "Who's that?" Fang Yu asked in a low voice. Azure shook her head at him.

"It's just a lonely old guard, and it's pitiful to hear that he has been stationed here for twenty years, and that his wife is dead, and his son is also dead in the swamp."

The pier was full of people, and to Fang Yuan's surprise, almost everyone knew this little French girl and greeted them.

"Coming back, Sky Blue?"

"I heard that you killed the 'eldest sister'?"

"It looks like our little princess is not missing arms or legs, and it deserves a toast for this."

A few adventurers sitting on the trestle playing cards said with a grin, and they also raised their water bottles to gesture to this side, and among them were aborigines, many of whom were ragged and unshaven, like beggars.

"Phew, go away, Color," Azure said to these people with a wrinkled nose, and she turned back to Ed, "Don't look at these guys like this, they are actually quite reliable adventurers, and those who can go to the Traveler's Swamp alone from Elpahim are at least adventurers of the first order or above, which is different from those newcomers." ”

Fang Yu nodded, knowing that in Aitalia, adventurers could go to the corresponding professional temple to obtain the title protection every time they met certain conditions. For example, the warriors are Ori and Marlan, the swordsman is Aisha, the naturalist and alchemist is Angela, the astrologer and the elemental angel are Elaine and Roban, and so on.

And because the preconditions for the title are generally closely related to the character level, people also simply divide the sixth to fifteenth level into the second-order title, the sixteenth to the thirty-third rank rank, the thirty-first to fifty level as the fourth-order title, and as for the fifty-level and above, they can only be further improved after passing the test of the Temple of Destiny in the second world.

Therefore, the First World does not have a fifth-order rank, because even the top Electors who return from the Second World will be suppressed below level 50.

The only exceptions are the Dragon Knight and the Sky Knight.

The first class is the natural enrichment, which is also known as the novice stage. The apprenticeship period is the first two levels, and the recruits need one to two months to get used to, and then it takes one or two years to get out of the entire novice period; The Aborigines may be a little bit longer, three to four years, so these people are really not new.

However, after the Long Summer War, it was actually difficult for Fang Yu to have a positive opinion of the strength of these people. In his opinion, it is at least to the extent that Miss Scarpe and Mr. Quelod can barely gain a foothold in the First World - Sycapet is twenty-seven, and Quilrod is twenty-nine.

As for the powerful.

The Nighthawk Elector of the Spear of the Silver Forest flashed through his thoughts, but in the end it was the silver-haired, quiet and graceful Rotao girl.

Fang Yu shook his head, letting these thoughts vanish in his mind. He himself has not yet passed the apprenticeship class assessment, even if the combat craftsman is stronger in the non-dragon knight stage, but in terms of combat effectiveness, he is only barely on par with the first-order professional.

Being able to kill that 'big sister' is purely a double role of sneak attack and coincidence.

And at this moment, Tianlan was asking those people: "What's the matter with that 'big sister'?" ”

"Haha," the people laughed, "don't deny it, it's rumored that she was resurrected in the Temple of Shallow Water, and she even let out a message to make you look good." ”

They kindly reminded: "Little princess, you have to be careful, that woman is not so simple. ”

"I'm not afraid of her," Tianlan frowned again as she turned around, "The Shallow Water Sanctuary is not far from here, and that woman chose to resurrect there instead of Elpahim, and it looks like she really wants to take revenge on us." ”

"The soldiers will come to block, and the water will cover the earth."

The person who said this turned out to be Luo Yu, who had always been silent, and Fang Yu couldn't help but glance at him with some surprise.

The first thing the adventurers did when they returned to the camp was to dispose of the spoils of war - Fang Yu had been longing for this for a long time, but seriously speaking, this was the first time he had personally participated. Attila led them through the square, which was laid out with wooden planks in front of the inn, and not far away there was a bonfire on a stone platform, by which a bard played the organ and sang.

Fang Yu listened to two sentences curiously, and almost stumbled, the other party sang about the Jeffrey Redcoats' pit of the Dawn Star Adventure Group, which was originally recent news, and it is not surprising that poets have always liked to spread new things.

However, the other party sang a few words about a genius boy, clockwork goblin, the more Fang Yu listened, the more wrong he became, and the poem described him as the fateful opponent of the descendants of Flor, the enemy of Tianyu, but it was not labeled as the prince's revenge.

No, Fang Yu was very puzzled in his heart, how did these people notice him? The subject of his post is clearly not this.

Attila held him up and asked with some confusion, "What's wrong?" ”

"No, nothing." Fang Yu replied with some weakness.

He looked over there again. Fortunately, there were not many people around the campfire, only one master and one servant, and the maid wore a very traditional maid's dress, with a long black and white skirt hanging down to her knees, and her hands folded, standing quietly behind the hostess.

And the hostess is just a girl who is not as good as Tao Li.

A long beige trench coat soaked in the night, the shawl was like a pair of wings stacked on the undulating curve of the chest, and the girl wore a lady's bowler hat, and the thin veil underneath made it difficult to see her expression.

Only a long hair of soft blonde hung down to the waist, and the moonlight shone through the diffuse mist, shining softly. She wore openwork white gloves on her hands, and a huge leather case next to her was a great way to listen to it, and her fingertips were not too far from the handle of the box.

The painting style of these two people was really a little abrupt in this place, and Fang Yu still couldn't help but look at it twice. The girl looked back, as if sensing his gaze.

The gaze pierced into his heart like a sword.

Not sharp, but sorrowful.

He had never seen such a melancholy expression, as if he could see the bottom of his heart at a glance, and it was not until he walked into the inn that Fang Yu was about to come back to his senses. "What just happened?" He was a little confused.

The door to the inn was a boiler, the magic furnace was burning red, the golden flame was far away, and the riveted iron pipes carried the heat and aether magic to every room of the 'Traveler's Rest'.

Aside was a half-broken chore puppet - a non-flexible construct that also looked like a round boiler that beckoned awkwardly to every guest who entered the inn.

Shake your rusty arm and make a squeaky sound.

The sound recording crystal, which had been in disrepair, also emitted a hoarse tone: "Welcome...... Come to Camp Traveler—"

"Hello, Mr. Sayek." Azure greeted the puppet.

Fang Yu paused for a moment, thinking that this was the other party's name. But it wasn't until another old voice replaced the previous one, coming from the puppet's body through a sound pipeline:

"Hello, Sky Blue, welcome back."

Fang Yu realized that this puppet was still a sound channel.

And the old voice asked, "Is it still the old rule?" ”

"Of course, please prepare us a sumptuous dinner, and hot water—ah, I'm so tired, I've been back for a week this time, and I'm covered in stinky sweat."

But Attila looked at the little girl and shook her head, "We don't have much money left, Frey. ”

"Ah......h ”

She gestured with her hand, it was really only a little bit, and looked at each other pitifully: "Just a little bit, Sister Attila." ”

Attila looked at her dotingly and shook her head, "Don't take it as an example." ”

"Yay!" The little girl jumped up and down with joy.

Kita frowned, "Miss Frey is wasting money again. ”

The tall trainee boy carried the unconscious Paparal crossbowman on his back and nodded approvingly.

However, Fang Yu looked at these people from the side, but he remembered his time in the Dawn Star Adventure Group in his heart, and couldn't help but smile slightly. "I don't know what happened to Miss Scarpe and Mr. Quelod......" he thought to himself, after Scarpe's glow stone was recovered, he could no longer log into the community, so he didn't know what was going on outside.

Only then did he realize that his top priority was to build a liaison device, and he didn't know if he could buy it in this small camp.

After passing through the hall, a small room in the back is the office of the Kaolin Business Alliance here.

As mentioned earlier, since the Korin Merchant Alliance monopolized nearly ninety percent of the trade in the Cloud Sea region, the only way to deal with materials at the Traveler's Camp was to deal with them - and of course to those adventurers who were in dire need.

But the latter is uncommon.

Pushing the door in, a faint scent of smoke came to my face, the floor was covered with a thick hand-woven carpet, and not far away was a flower plate with a succulent plant on it. A little man sat on the counter, throwing the crumbs of bread in his hand from time to time, and the bulbous stem of the succulent swine and opened a gap, swallowing all the food into it like a wide mouth.

The little man was enjoying himself, until he saw someone coming in, and then he hurriedly patted the crumbs on his body and stood up.

It was a dwarf.

With a pointed nose and pointed ears, it is much thinner and smaller despite being about the same height as a Paparal. They have lived with the dwarves for generations in the underground tunnels of Eldron, but because of their shrewd nature, they have become the merchant and banker class of the dwarven society.

Fang Yu curiously looked away from the other party, it was rare to see gnomes in the Rodale region and the eastern part of the Kaulin Kingdom, and their electors were also very rare, so this was the first time he had seen this magical race.

Then he looked at the room, and as he had imagined, it was full of miscellaneous things. On the left is a stepped shelf, filled with bottles and jars, large and small, transparent glass containers filled with various kinds of culture fluid, and inside are the organs of all kinds of strange animals.

Kita also looked at the containers curiously, and not far from him was a silver-wrapped eyeball that contained a palm-sized glass bottle filled with green liquid.

And suddenly, the silver film on the eyeball blinked.

Frightened, his hair stood on end, and after a scream, he turned around and ran, crashing into Fang Yuan's arms. Fang Yu didn't expect this scene at all, and bent down with a muffled snort.

Kita realized that she had caused trouble, and quickly blushed and stammered and apologized, "Yes, I'm sorry." ”

"It's okay......" Fang Yu bent down and stretched out his hand, turning the bottle around: "Don't be afraid, this is just the eyeball of the Silver Blazing Forest, and that action just now is just its subconscious reaction to the aether magic on your body." ”

Seeing this, Fang Yu suddenly had an idea in his heart.

In order to further improve the magic performance of the Crystal, it is necessary to change the sensitivity of the non-attribute crystal to the magic power of the Aether.

And the Silver-Blazing Forest's eyeballs can react to even the slightest changes in magical power, isn't that exactly what he needs?

But this thing...... It seems a bit expensive.

……