"This is it, guys. 【Latest chapter reading. Doriel stepped out of the way to the secret door of the trap that had been opened, and looked back at the group with great anticipation in her eyes, "Our High Priest is in a hiding place at the end of this secret passage. ”

"Great, High Priest... Yes, to tell you... His prophecy. Moretti closed the door of the underground warehouse, and then came over hunched over and said, as if the lowly servility had been seared into his bones from the iron collar around his neck, "Please... By all means... Meet him! ”

"Naturally, we should go to him and hear what he said he had prophesied." Raven's gaze swept over the faces of the two underground gnomes in turn, "But then again, Doriel, you said there was a secret passage ahead of this?" ”

"Yes, dear lady." Doriel nodded her head twice, "The gray dwarves don't know the road ahead. ”

"So, this place is only us now, and it won't be known to the gray dwarves for a while?"

"But, you can... This, so think. Moredith replied to Dorier, speaking a little faster, and sure enough, she stammered.

"Good." Miss Poet smiled with satisfaction, her dark purple eyes turned behind her with the white-haired head, "Then, the play is paused, and the actors can rest for a while." ”

She said, her haughty gaze glancing back at the people who had followed her as slaves.

When everyone heard her say this, their brains reacted for a second or two, and then they came back to their senses one after another, and suddenly except for Abel, who was a mechanic, and Dorothy, who may have a very low-key personality, they all breathed a sigh of relief as if they had unloaded a burden.

Thoros curled up in the hollow helmet head of the machine man shrunk into a black ball, his golden and green eyes were like two small lights, flickering and blinking, and lazy words leaked out of the helmet in a lingua franca: "Look, Abel, there are more drama spirits around you than ever before, and you can only play the golem with the least difficulty." ”

"So, what do you think I'm missing compared to a slave, Soros?" Abel was not angry at all, as if he was talking to himself and stood in place to communicate with the black cat demon pet, "The slave is humble and lowly from the bottom of his heart. As long as I keep an eye on these two emotions, I think I can play the role of a good slave, right? ”

"Oh, yes, the Ironhead Slave. The emotions are in place, but without that fleshy skin. Soros commented on this idea for the master, "It's a pity." ”

"Hmm...... Makes sense. Abel thought about it seriously and looked at Dorothy beside him, "What do you think, Miss Dorothy?" About whether I can play the role of a good slave. ”

"Huh? Do I think? Dorothy was stunned, her hands gripped the staff at her feet, and her ocean-blue eyes lifted a little unexpectedly, reaching the eye level of the mechanical mage.

Since successfully casting her frenzied spell in the Burning Corpse Forest, the red-haired warlock lady seems to have regained a little of her former confidence, so she has tried to integrate into the new group along the way, and her once pessimistic and negative psychological mood seems to have improved a little now, at least she can communicate with her companions normally.

Although her voice is still not confident enough to this day, she always subconsciously lowers her voice a little bit when expressing her opinions: "That...... I think that Mr. Abel can play a good slave as long as he has that idea, after all, the problem of appearance can be solved by magic methods such as transfiguration. ”

"Oh, yes, Transfiguration." The mechanical mage suddenly realized, although his mechanical and deep voice could not hear any emotional fluctuations at all.

It raised its hand and patted its head in response to the human response, and the steel helmet head immediately made a "duang" sound under the steel palm, which made Soros, who was shrinking inside, feel that his cat brain suddenly shook like a bell, and immediately exploded its fur and waved its claws inside its helmet head in protest.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Soros, I didn't mean to."

"Yes, you should be sorry, my damn ironhead nerd master! Let me tell you what this emotion is called! It's called anger, and Lord Soros is angry right now! ”

"Thank you, Soros, I understand your anger more deeply."

“？！！” "Meow!!" "Bang Bang Bang-"

"Huh? What's wrong with Soros? Why are you slapping more frequently and hard than you just did? ”

Of course, in the eyes of unwitting outsiders, the two underground gnomes Moretti and Doriel who were in the same underground warehouse room with everyone at this time, the actions of the mechanical mage were like talking stand-up comedy.

If it weren't for the fact that Moretti spent some time with the others on his way to the city from the exit of the Hanging Tower, he probably wouldn't have known that there was a talking cat in the head of the Iron Golem-shaped machine, right?

In short, Doriel was at least stunned for a long time.

Dorothy looked at Abel quietly, wondering why he suddenly wanted to play the slave......

Is it because of its subject research? That "emotional evolution of intelligent beings", so anything related to the emotions of intelligent beings would like to try it for yourself?

But what is there to play as a slave? As it describes itself, the slave was both humble and lowly......

Thinking about it, Miss Warlock's eyes involuntarily sneaked towards Moredi and Doriel. The two little underground gnomes, even Doriel, who seemed a little more optimistic than Moredi, couldn't seem to see in her face the slightest bit of Bellingis's liveliness. In her own words, she felt that Able might be able to find a new emotion in the depths of the eyes of both of them.

Named "despair" – the despair of being enslaved.

When she was still in the Red Scorpion Adventures, she had seen similar eyes with Dambert in the underground slave black market in Twilight......

Remembering Dambert, Miss Warlock's mind trembled slightly, and she subconsciously stopped her thoughts, and in a blink of an eye returned to a wordless silence, hearing the casual complaints of the dwarven warriors and the chatter of the little dwarf girl like sparrows, and the sound of footsteps urging and reminding her to go with the team.

The group followed the two underground gnomes into the secret passage hidden behind the basement wall of the tavern, and the process took about a few more minutes, passing through several confusing forks in the middle, according to Moretti and Doriel, a cul-de-sac branch road dug to prevent the gray dwarves from discovering the High Priest's hideout, and there were traps set up to deal with the enemy.

Urs didn't care much about what the traps in the dead-end side would be when triggered by outsiders, Moredi and Doriel would take them on the right path anyway, so they suddenly remembered the treasure hunt route that Justina had told them in the gray courtyard—

Journey from the mountain path of Limestone Peak, through the Burning Corpse Forest of Misty Isle to the Inverted Tower, and then descend through the Inverted Tower to the world beneath the surface to reach a city that will delay everyone a little, and finally use that city as a new starting point all the way to the "Gate of the Forgotten" deep underground.

Combined with the actual situation, it seems that the words of the sage of the gray court have been half confirmed by the facts. The young man thought to himself. As for the underground city mentioned by the sage, it is probably this Palomet city occupied by the gray dwarves?

The hint in the second half, "Finally from that city as a new starting point all the way to the Door of the Forsaken deep underground" - Urs believes that going from the hive labyrinth to the real Dark Realm, and then from the Dark Realm to the Hidden Gateway, the Hidden Gateway, is obviously not a simple journey that can be summed up in a single sentence.

So why didn't the Sage of the Gray Court give his group more information?

The young man pondered.

Could it be that the details of the second half of the journey are in the hands of the high priest of the underground gnomes?

Because of his thoughts, Urs didn't notice that Thea suddenly blushed slightly as she walked, and after hesitating for a while, she finally stretched out her hand, quietly pulled the hooded black robe that Miss Poet wore on her body, and whispered to her, "...... the birds."

"Huh?" With a little surprise, the crow glanced at her, and the corners of her mouth were slightly outlined upward, "Hehe, it turns out that you don't just pull the corners of our captain's clothes." ”

The girl withdrew her hand embarrassedly, and the white wolf ears softened on the top of her silver hair, and she lay down slightly, as if pleadingly, matching the pair of amber eyes in her eye sockets and asked, "Anyway... Please don't make jokes like that next time, okay? ”

"What kind of joke?" The poet pretended not to know, "Tell me more details, otherwise I won't understand." ”

"That's what you said to the gray dwarf before... Say ......"

"Say what?"

“……”

Xia couldn't say the word, and her cheeks turned even redder for a while, forcing the kind and innocent girl to bow her head shyly.

Although she knew that Miss Poet must have been joking at the time......

Perhaps, it was still a whim, and by the way, I wanted to play tricks on myself.

The crow felt that her bad taste was flooding in the depths of her heart like a rising tide, and suddenly she understood why Urs liked to tease her sometimes.

It's just that the young man's teasing methods are quite restrained, usually limited to touching the two seemingly sensitive ears on the top of her hair.

"Then Thea......" Miss Poet thought for a moment, and the smile on her lips suddenly turned bad, and she asked back in an equally light voice that only she and the wolf-eared girl could hear, "do you like Urs?" ”

"Huh?" The girl was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly looked up.

Miss Poet was cunning, and duly closed her mouth, and quietly stared carefully at the silver-haired wolf-eared girl with her beautiful dark purple eyes, which were a little wild and arrogant.

So shoulder to shoulder, they looked at each other.

There seemed to be a strange magic in the jay's gaze, like an invisible pincer, firmly controlling Thea's eyes, not allowing her to turn her face to the side with the idea of avoidance.

And Xia didn't deliberately hide, but for a while she seemed to have forgotten how to speak, thinking to herself... How could she ask that?

Ask while knowing the answer.

It's so straightforward......

Many... How embarrassing is that......

A few seconds later, though.

“…… Well. The girl pursed her lips shyly and nodded, but still replied softly, "I like it the most......

"What about love?"

“…… Well. ”

She nodded affirmatively, but only softly agreed to Miss Poet's unrelenting questioning, indicating that she admitted it.

"Then you have to hurry up and take the initiative." Suddenly, Raven turned her head sideways, leaned her lips slightly, and approached the ear of the person wearing the Sensor's earrings next to Thea's silver hair, and her hoarse voice became even quieter, changing to a private whisper, "Otherwise, you have to be careful, don't let him be snatched away." ”

"Huh?!"

"Hee-hee."

As the words fell, Miss Poet withdrew her whispering lips, looked at the girl playfully with dark purple eyes, and raised her eyebrows wickedly.

"It's not going to be snatched away!" The silver-haired wolf-eared girl understood what she was hinting at, and her cheeks, which had finally faded a little, suddenly became hot again, and she hurriedly argued.

Fortunately, the secret passage under his feet was finally completed at this time.

The jay wanted to continue to tease her, but Moredi in front of him turned around and told everyone: "I, we... It's time to... Everybody. ”

As the words fell, everyone's eyes followed his prompt, and the exit in front of the secret passage suddenly turned into a spacious space, and stalactite stalagmites sprouted around a hollow underground cave like spring bamboo after rain, dotting a cave path that was more than twice as wide as the secret passage corridor.

"You dug a tunnel under the tavern to open this cave?" Urs reacted at once, looked at Moredi and Doriel and asked, "The Grey Dwarves have taken over your city, so you have found an undiscovered natural cave as a refuge for your High Priest?" ”

"We don't have to do it, Mr. Human." Doriel smiled bitterly and said helplessly, "Not to mention that the gray dwarves have the support of the dark elves behind them, Barend's private army is already a formidable enemy that we cannot defeat. ”

"Unbeatable?" The young man frowned, and asked a little more, "Why can't you defeat it?" Do they have an overwhelming numerical advantage? Or are individuals far more capable of fighting than you? Or have the dark elves intervened in your wars? ”

"This ......" Doriel seemed to be asked about the difficulty, and suddenly did not know how to speak.

Moretti stood beside him, his dark eyes looking at Urs, as if he gritted his teeth a little unwillingly because the young man had suddenly brought up this topic, and then helped Doriel to bring the topic back to business:

"First, sir... In a word... Let's take you first... Meet our... High Priest... And then again... All right? ”

When Urs heard him, his brown eyes turned his gaze away from Doriel's face, and looked at the humble little fellow, and found that the pair of black eyes in the other's sockets, which seemed to be covered with a layer of gray, looked at him begging, begging him to stop talking about the topic he had just talked about.

About the war between them and the gray dwarves.

"Well, then let us meet your high priest first." So the young man thought for a moment and agreed to the begging that came out of his expression.

……

At the same time, inside the town hall in the central area of the city of Palomitte.

"What did you say, Barronde?" In the office of the underground town hall, another young dark elf lady looked at a gray dwarf warrior standing in front of her with a displeased face and asked sharply, "A drow woman who claims to be from Morbaras City has entered the city with a group of her entourage of slaves, and said she is coming to talk to you tomorrow at noon?" ”