Chapter 433 Cave-Cave-, Artifact!!

Under the leadership of the familiar Oscar, we came to the private room of Bloody Mary's Bar, this guy has been probing left and right for a long time, and the spy is not as professional as him.

After confirming that there was indeed no one, he cast his Great Summoning Technique.

"Latin, Little Tin, Tintin......"

With a "whoosh", as Finney's tail demon, Latin appeared in front of us in response to the call, and the dagger stabbed Oscar's ass without hesitation.

"Meow~~"

Finney, the poor little worm, had already burrowed under the table when Oscar had just begun to inhale and concentrate and was about to perform the Great Summoning Technique.

Hey, don't get under my feet, I look like such a secure man, bastard! Still hugging it? I'm kicking!

"Latin, you stand guard at the door, don't let people hear us."

Oscar greeted Latin mysteriously, this assassin is still so cool, he glanced at the shaking table in disappointment, and strode towards the door, "banging" the door shut, I can even imagine him half-leaning outside the door, while wiping his weapon, while warning the approacher with a half-squinted cold look, he is definitely a handsome and cold handsome guy who can make the girl of the original world scream.

In other words, although I am also a man, I have to admit that Latin does have the potential of the fifth diamond king, and he is infatuated, if Finney ...... Ahem, God testifies, I didn't say anything......

"First, let's introduce ourselves again."

After everyone was seated, Linya and I stood up first, and Well, Finney also got up from under the table......

"I, Druid Wu Fan, am also one of the elders of the Adventurer Alliance. Sent by Grand Elder Akara to negotiate with the dwarves......"

In the shocked eyes of the three Oscars, I continued to shake Linya's small hand next to me.

"She's Linya, Linya, Edward, Springfield, and she's----is Lord Raphael, so I don't need to introduce her more."

Oscar's gaze had fallen into a daze.

What intrigues me is that I've been secretly watching the expression of the dwarven prince Tualtin. After hearing my identity, his expression did not change, but it was Linya's identity that made him look surprised.

Sure enough, Raphael's status in the hearts of the dwarves is far higher than that of the elders of the alliance.

"Brother Wu Fan, you're not joking."

Oscar looked like a monster, his eyes constantly roaming over me. I think if he wasn't weak and afraid of being slapped away by me, I guess he would have come forward to touch one-touch-to see if I was a thousand-year-old monster who had become the ground.

Alliance Elder, maybe for me. It's just a burden, no different from the title of "vegetable farmer" hanging on the old Abel who sells vegetables on the street, but in the eyes of other adventurers, it is still quite mysterious. This is all thanks to the level of Akara and several of them.

Look, when I first came to Rog's camp, they all looked very serious (except for the old drunkard), and then they were all in the back (the old drunkard was even worse).

"Yawn"

Over the camp's training ground, a loud sneeze sounded.

"You...... Are you really an Alliance Elder? ”

For these adventurers who belong to the Alliance, once they are hung with the title of Elder, their identities immediately become different, at this moment. Even the big grinning Oscar showed a slightly restrained expression, not to mention the two henchmen behind him.

"I think we'd better leave first."

After thinking about it, Oscar said cautiously, after all, it seems that I am negotiating something important with the dwarves on behalf of the Alliance, and it seems that it is not very suitable for them to stay, as they are ordinary League transferees. I have to say that Akara and they performed very well. Among the other adventurers, the Alliance Elder still stands tall.

"You don't need to be so polite. It's not like your Oscar's sexual-personality, and besides, it's not a big secret this time. I smiled and glanced at Oscar, then turned my gaze to Tualatin.

Ever since he knew Linya's identity and showed a hint of surprise, his gaze had not changed much, and he looked like a tricky person, too, how could a prince of a dignified family be a fool? The bigger the fish you catch, the harder it will be to get ashore.

"Do you adventurer alliance want to come and negotiate an alliance with us?"

Tualadin poured a glass of fruit wine, and said angrily, his face was still red, but his eyes were extremely clear, and there was still a trace of drunkenness just now.

"Yes, we want to meet your father, but before we can do that, we must find your Dwarven King's City."

"The dwarven royal city of our clan is not so light that it can be exposed-to you humans." Tualatin rubbed his rosacea nose and shook his head.

"However, if it is the granddaughter of Lord Raphael, it is different, my family is dead...... Ahem, Father, but I've always been obsessed with Lord Raphael. ”

Babbling? Is it my delusion? It seems that Tualatin has just said something in a very subtle tone, which should not be said.

"However, the ancestral precepts stipulate that I can't reveal to you the location of the dwarven king's city, it's really troublesome."

Tualadin said in a tone that seemed to be distressed, but there was no hint of trouble in his eyes, but rather a sly look of smugness, too obvious for even a slow man like me to see.

"So, Your Highness the Prince, I don't know what we have to do to qualify for the Dwarven King's City? This alliance is a matter of importance, I am just a small elder, and I hope that His Highness will not come up with too difficult topics. ”

sighed in my heart, I said this, sure enough, I still can't avoid the tragic fate of the protagonist who turns nothing into a small thing, and a small thing into a big one, looking at Tulatin's appearance, I know that he probably already has a plan in his heart, but he is at this level, it is impossible to get the location of the dwarf king.

However, I also reminded him in the language. Serious matters, don't mess around too much, I am an elder of the Alliance, and my status in the human world is not lower than that of you, a prince.

"Don't Your Highness, it's weird, call me Tulatin, or Lao Tu."

Turadin trembled exaggeratedly, as if he was extremely chilling to his Highness's address. It's to my taste, and I'm screaming awkwardly.

"Don't worry, human, I, Tualatin, am not the kind of person who has no bearing, but according to the rules of the clan, dwarves are absolutely not allowed to reveal the location of the royal city to humans, even if it is the granddaughter of Lord Raphael, my family's ...... Ahem. Father, I don't know if I will mind, I have to have an explanation. ”

Tualadin kept shaking his head, and he drank all the fruit wine alone, and according to legend, the dwarves were all drunkards. Sure enough, it lives up to its name.

"Then I wonder what you can do?"

This guy already has the answer in his heart, and he wants to hang my appetite and bite his teeth itchy. I tried to squeeze out a smile and thought that if this guy dared to hang on, I would call him another glass of cow-milk-juice...... No, it's pure bovine-milk for babies-!!

"It's easy to do, I've got a plan."

Tualatin probably saw the impatience in my heart, and slapped his hands very knowingly.

"I've heard a lot of your name in the Demon Fortress these days, and if you really have such strength, my method won't be a difficult thing for you. As long as you prove that you have the courage and strength of a dwarven warrior, and when the time comes, and the name of Lord Raphael, my father will have no excuse to blame me. ”

Is it another test of strength? I'm not afraid of this, my brows furrowed, I pondered what he said, "excused" to blame me? Could it be that the dwarven king named Muradin, likes to find excuses to hack his son?

This...... What a wonderful father-son relationship......

"Tell me, how can I prove myself?"

"Good. I Tulatin like people who speak well. I don't know if you've heard of it, in the depths of the Plains of Despair. There is a cave connected to the gate of hell - the cave -......"

Muradin spoke in an exciting tone, as if telling a magnificent epic, but the three Oscars on the side suddenly showed strange faces, as if they were holding back something, and then were secretly kicked by Turadin.

Of course, I was engrossed in what Turadin had to say, and I didn't see this rather strange scene.

"Legend ......"

As he said this, Tualatin suddenly - revealed - a mysterious look, brought his mouth to my ear, and his voice could not be lowered.

"There, in the deepest part of the cave-cave-cave, hides a peerless artifact."

"What......?"

My eyes widened suddenly, artifact, artifact, I heard it right!!

"Shhhh Tualadin immediately covered my mouth with his hand, and his expression was full of solemnity.

"Just kidding, if there really is an artifact there, wouldn't someone get it early in the morning?" Even if I'm an idiot who can be fooled, I can find loopholes in Tualatin.

"What do you think......"

The dwarven prince looked disdainful, a look that he knew you were going to say.

"This artifact is an excellent master of our dwarf race, he spent his life to create it, he put the artifact in the deepest part of the cave-cave-earth, and hid it with a mechanism, claiming that only the bravest, most powerful, and related warriors can get this artifact, you think about it, a master who can create an artifact, it is not difficult to do this."

I nodded, indeed, even artifacts can be made, so it is definitely not difficult to create a mechanism to block everyone, but why does this story sound like there is always a hint of Xianxia novel in it? Destined for someone? That's a word for the main character.

"So, for many years, even if a few people knew the news and ran to the cave-cave to try their luck, they only returned with a feather, and until now, that artifact is still there, waiting for someone destined to explore."

"Old Tu, have you ever been there? What is the environment there? ”

I looked at Tualadin with piercing eyes, trying to find a hint of panic in his eyes, because if the news was true, he must have looked for it, artifact, and no one would be unimpressed.

"Go, of course. It's a pity that I don't seem to have this fate. There was no change in Tualdin's eyes, and he said indifferently.

"Not only me, but even the Oscars."

I looked at the three Oscars in surprise, and they nodded desperately as if they were trying to hide some expressions.

"I swear to Bourkeso that we have been to that cave-cave and looked for an artifact."

Oscar swore aby, a very sincere smile on his face. A mouthful of white teeth sparkles even more.

I nodded, and believed a little, as long as the name of Bourkeso was sacrificed, then even the barbarian who usually bragged about it could be trusted.

"I swear to the dwarven ancestors that there are artifacts buried there." Seeing Oscar say this, Tualadin seems to be not far behind, and uses the name of his ancestors to pull up the banner.

"Okay. I'm sure you are. ”

Seeing that both of them have solemnly sworn an oath, what else can I suspect? Although there was a faint feeling that something was wrong, this feeling came from the two henchmen behind Oscar who were not very good at lying, and they looked weird.

"But. If I'm not the one who is destined, then what should I use to prove myself? ”

"You don't have to worry about this, wait for me for two days, I'll make something. At that time, even if you are not the destined person, there will naturally be a way to prove that you have reached the deepest part of the cave-cave, as long as you can get there, then you will be a recognized warrior of the dwarf race. ”

When it comes to this, I can only nod my head and agree, looking at their expressions, I always feel that there must be ghosts inside. But I couldn't find a loophole, and both of them proved themselves with the most convincing oaths, and it couldn't be a fake.

In other words, there is indeed this cave-hole-, and there is the artifact zài.

The thought of the artifact made my heart boil for a moment, I had seen one of the artifact sets of Tarasya. Genus-sex-tough, there's nothing to say. It's not worse than my bug amulet.,I don't know the artifact in that hole-hole-hole.。 What kind of genus-sex?

Of course,As long as the word artifact is on the side,The level or genus-sex required will not be low.,The reason why my bug amulet is qualified to be called an artifact.,A large part of the reason is because it doesn't have the restriction of level requirements.,Think about it.,If the bug amulet has to be above 80 to wear,Then its value will at least drop a lot.,At best, it's only a second-class artifact.。

Since Linya didn't like the atmosphere of the bar, we left the bar after agreeing on a time and place to meet in two days, and Oscar also fed the wine worms in his stomach, and just followed my ass by the way, for fear that as soon as he left me, he would be teased by the bunnies.

"Is it true what you and Tualadin said, there really is an artifact there?"

Along the way, I still asked again uneasily, no way, counting the days after I came to the dark, it seems that I have been fooled by the people here hundreds of times, shouldn't the people in the other world in the novel be all brain-dead, let the protagonist fool? How did it change when I got here?

"Hehe, of course it's true, I swore to Bourkeso, what else can I fake?" As soon as I mentioned this, Oscar seemed to forget about my status as an elder and replied with a hippie smile.

"It's not that I don't believe your oath, I always feel like there's something ...... in it"

I was about to challenge the two henchmen behind Oscar to see if I could get something out of their mouths, when suddenly there was a childlike sound not far away, which made me look away curiously.

A large group of children under the age of ten were playing around a black-robed mage, with the most sincere smiles on their faces.

What surprised me the most was that the black-robed mage, with a cold and dead aura faintly surrounding his body, and a skeleton with bones around him, turned out to be a necromancer?

Necromancer, has always been a cruel, ruthless and eerie representative, although it also belongs to the seven professions, but not many students are willing to switch to necromancer, not only because they have to deal with skeletons all day long, which is not popular, but most importantly, necromancer is a more technical job.

The necromantic summons they summon do not have life and self-consciousness like the druid's pets, and can act accordingly according to the orders of their masters, and the necromantic summons summoned by the necromancer, each of which requires them to detach a part of their mind to control.

As the higher the summoning level, the more necromantic summons they summon, the more spirits they will score to control, and they will have to pay attention to the situation on the battlefield at the same time. You can imagine the technology and difficulty.

Therefore, there are very few students who turn to necromancers, and among them, either they can't bear the pain of schizophrenia in the later stage and die, or they are genius masters.

But no matter what kind of necromancer, they all have one thing in common, - sex - personality is cold and withdrawn, there is an eerie aura wrapped around their bodies, the smell of corpses that emanates from their bones seems to never be washed away, ordinary people will be - hairy - thorny when they see it from a distance, except for his teammates, not many people are willing to deal with necromancers.

So it's not difficult to understand why I'm surprised now, it means that the cold, cruel and withdrawn necromancer actually plays with children? This kind of scene is almost like the Sinking Demon inviting humans to eat together, making people feel unaware and secretly vigilant at the same time.

However, the necromancer in front of me, after observing a few times, I showed a look of admiration, his technique of and arguing skeletons has reached the realm of transcendence, and it is unceremonious to say that even if it is a necromancer in the second world, it will not be better than him.

The skeleton that followed him did not move sluggishly at all, just like a part of the necromancer's body, following his movements, or walking, or jumping, and the skeleton still "giggled" from time to time on its face, making all kinds of seemingly terrifying, but funny movements, making the children around them laugh.

"Who is he?"

I glanced sideways and glanced at Oscar.

"Rhodes, Necromancer Rhodes......"

Oscar's tone startled me, for there was no longer the usual heroism or playfulness in his tone, but instead a deep and heavy sadness, which, together with the other two adventurers behind him, created an unusually heavy atmosphere.

Seems to be asking something that shouldn't be asked.

"But...... He's stunning-skulling skills are very good, and it's estimated that the necromancer of the second world is at this level. To break the heavy atmosphere, I laughed and spoke.

Unexpectedly, after finishing speaking, the atmosphere became more solemn, making people almost breathless.

"Of course......"

Oscar was silent, as if he didn't want to touch on this topic that did not match his own sexuality, at this time, the druid behind him opened his mouth first, and then, the paladin next to him lowered his head gloomily and continued.

"Because that skeleton is his wife."

"Sizzle"

I was stunned, and Linya behind me gasped, covering her mouth in disbelief, looking at the backs of the necromancer and the skeleton in a daze, in their various funny actions, and the innocent and bright smiles of the children, what kind of sad story is hidden?