"Tam, according to you, does Mikos want to release that Night Shadow, but what does this have to do with Mir, why do you have to put so much effort into letting her go, even if you want her to go, wouldn't it be a better choice to kidnap her directly?"

"I don't know, but now that the curse has been banished, I'd advise you not to go over." Tamu dissuaded with concern, saying that this was for the safety of the two friends, as well as for the creatures near the Mountain of Lost Souls.

"Don't you want to go somewhere?" At this time, Feng Erzhong and Feng Chime's brother and sister went online again, and when they heard Tam's last sentence, they asked curiously.

With the mentality of these two people in the game world, they will not let go of such an interesting event, but if it is a bet on the life of an NPC, it will be said twice, and after listening to the cause and effect, they have also given up their original plans.

Seeing that all three of them dissuaded this operation, Sherlock couldn't say anything, Mirlu was also his friend after all, and with his current ability, it wouldn't be in the way of missing such a task.

The four of them reached an agreement, but Millou, who was the protagonist of the mission, kept his head down and did not say anything, after a long time, it seemed that he had finally made up his mind, raised his head and showed a decisive look in his eyes, and said seriously: "Thank you very much, but I have decided, I don't want to live this life like this, I want to be a professional, I want to take risks like you, I want to go to every corner of this continent, I want to leave my footprints in the history of Faerun, so this opportunity, I don't want to let go." ”

Four times in a row, I wanted to be more and more excited, and my tone became more and more resolute.

"Mir, is it that the power of the curse has not been expelled yet, you think about it again." I didn't want that weak tavern maid to say such a thing.

"Sherlock, I think very clearly, as you said, this curse has released the negative energy in my heart, but it also makes me see what I really want, I have never dared to do it before, I didn't even dare to think about it, and now, I can't help but think about it, I want to take that step even more, even if it is death, I will not retreat."

Mirlu glanced around at the four of them, then shifted his gaze back to Sherlock, stretched out his hand and said, "Sherlock, would you like to come with me?" ”

Sherlock also didn't expect that this NPC would change so much after experiencing the curse, the player would lose up to one level of experience when he died, and the NPC would really die if he died, and he couldn't imagine how much courage it would take for the other party to make this decision as an ordinary person.

"Hey, Sister Mir, I protected you for a day yesterday, so you invited Xiao Luoluo, me and Brother Chong." Feng Chi'er couldn't help but interject at this moment, and by the way, he also pulled his cousin, "Brother Chong!" ”

Maybe it was because the chicken soup in Mirlu just now was too thick, Feng Erzhong couldn't help but think of himself, and only after hearing the call of the wind chimes did he come to his senses, and he poured a sip of wine and said: "How can this kind of thing be missing me, there is wine, friends and stories, where in the world can I not go." ”

"Eh, what I just said was in vain." Tamu sighed, then smiled softly, "But if I'm going, I'm going to have to buy some ingredients." ”

The other three all agreed, and only Sherlock, who was questioned first, remained.

"What more can I say?" Sherlock grinned, and put his right hand up.

Then there are the wind chimes, the second wind in the middle, and the five hands are stacked together.

"Why don't we give the team a name, Wings of Freedom?"

"Brother Feng, can you not be so second-in-class?"

"What does Secondary 2 mean, I think it's a pretty good name."

……

Anyway, a few people finally decided to go to the Lost Soul Mountain together, if they can really help the Lord Mirlu awaken the power of the bloodline, then try their best, if it's just a trap, then give priority to protecting the two NPCs to escape, for which they also deliberately found Bamboo Story to replace a few escape props.

I have to say that there are really a lot of things in the warehouse of this kind of big guild, if it weren't for Sherlock's actions in this plot to help them a lot, and the relationship between Feng Erzhong and the Night Sword God Shika is hard enough, these things may not be exchanged.

The most valuable thing was a group teleportation scroll that could teleport five people to a random location a mile away, and Sherlock used that level 15 excellent gauntlet to replace.

Other stealth scrolls, heart strengthening potions, strange things that summon shields and the like have all been changed a little, and they almost emptied the pockets of the four people.

After making preparations, several people left the station of Bamboo Story.

From here, the straight-line distance to the Lost Soul Mountain is not far, but there are several high-level monster areas along the way, and even Sherlock's Thestrals are difficult to fly through, so they can only take a long detour to the low-level monster area.

Either follow the border of the Cherimba Everglades all the way south, or follow the upper tributary of the Serpentine River for a while and then head east along the lower tributary.

The former, of course, was simpler and took less time, but Tamu insisted on walking along the Serpent's Tail River, and everyone did not object.

Also known as the Moon Festival, the festival was originally meant to pray to the goddess of the moon for blessings, but as Suren's divine powers continued to wane, the festival left only a symbolic meaning.

Today is the 6th day of decay, and there are still 15 days until the Midwinter Festival, so there is no need to be particularly anxious.

Since they wanted to go along the upper tributaries of the Shewei River, several people simply decided to go down by boat, and the two upper and lower tributaries of the Shewei River converged and merged westward into the meandering river to Jianwan, which was only separated by a mountain from the Gate of Bode, so many merchant ships would pass through it. All they had to do was disembark halfway through and keep heading east.

The nearest port town was Lingjiao Town, not far from where they were, and a few people boarded a passenger ship heading south in less than half a day.

At this stage, most players are busy in their own area, and there are not many people who travel, and even fewer people choose to take the boat, except for them, there is only one female halfling player on the ship.

Originally, the two sides were distinct, sitting on both sides of the deck, but a strong smell of meat connected several people together.

The source of the aroma of the meat is the female halfling, to be precise, a bowl of soup and a bowl of beef soup in the hands of the female halfling.

They have rich second-generation Feng family brothers and sisters, cooking master Tam, dark cuisine rookie Sherlock, and tavern waiter Millou who has been a tavern waiter for more than ten years, but they all surrender to this rich meat aroma, and the question now is, how to come forward and talk to each other.