The next day, as the morning sun rose above the horizon in the east, the Thorn Squad left the second-floor lodging room at the Seven-Clawed Octopus Tavern at the signal, taking some of the items Urs had purchased in the town yesterday and continuing the journey to the northwest of the town.

As for the dense fog on the island, Urs certainly remembered the advice of Captain Aiden of the Sword Sails to his group, but he also knew that if he wanted to get to the limestone peak, he had to follow a winding route on the edge of the center of the island to reach the mountain path of the mountain, and the arc to the north was not completely safe, but it was already very reassuring compared to the rest of the island.

About ten minutes away from the town of Roll, the fog on the island quickly became thicker, causing the team's vision to be so low that everyone had to be vigilant and pay attention to their surroundings.

The druid magic of that O-ring benefits from Merella's amulet as a ranger's pseudo-part-time job for the wolf-eared girl.

As the new thief who replaced Groeldon, Belelis took on the role of scout and walked at the front of the group, not holding a lighting stone in her hand like the old thieves used to, but only holding the magic guide in her arms like a torch, and the muzzle of the magic guide gun lit up like a light bulb with a sphere of light generated by the "light spell".

It's a shame to say that since the little girl's school of legislation is a plastic energy system, she can't communicate with the light elemental plane, and the bright sphere light source is actually Xia helped her attach it to the muzzle of the magic guide gun, and then she improved it through her own ability as a magic guide technician.

The brave dwarven warrior walked a little behind the little girl's side, ready to rush forward with the fortress shield strapped to his left arm to protect the little girl in front of him. The two golden ponytails on the back of Bellinglith's head shook with her little head, and Koto kept up with her light steps with a warhammer, and the Mithril armor outfit made his image look in stark contrast to the little girl in the eyes of Urs in the middle of the group.

Thinking about it now, it seems that the dwarven warriors are indeed a little too "bulky", both in terms of combat and ...... Uh, the thinking aspect.

Urs looked at Bellingis and Koto, and said to himself that if he had the chance, he might as well find a way to help Koto make up for his overly obvious shortcomings. He can't help with his clumsiness, but his agility can actually be increased with the help of non-training external forces, such as the "Book of Sensitivity", a consumable book-type magic item that grants a permanent +1 agility stat bonus to those who read it.

It's a rarity, and even high-level mages can't write books that permanently change a character's attributes, but it's said that there are a few hidden in some dragons' vaults.

Other than that, the "Randall's Cursed Bracers" is a better choice - that magic equipment has an equipment attribute that is very suitable for dwarven warriors, that is, "the wearer's agility attribute is locked at 14 points", but the flaw is that the real equipment has a curse, once worn, it will bite the wearer's wrist like teeth, and can only be freely removed through a magic or spell called "Curse Removal".

Urs knew where to get it. Randall's cursed bracers were worn on the wrist of a necromantic knight named Karpath, who happened to be wandering aimlessly in the Burning Corpse Forest in the southwestern part of Misty Isles, as a collar-level creature in that wild area.

"Once we've seen Featina, the Sage of the Grey Court, maybe we can try to challenge that field boss and help Koto get that piece of equipment...... By the way, I also obtained the same important magic materials for myself. The young man slung the cross-sword on his shoulder, and the thoughts in his mind followed this line for a moment, and then he came back to his senses and continued with the group.

The stat bonus provided to him by the Voter template pulls his basic agility from a good 16 to 21 in one go, so the top-heavy six-girth attribute in the character attribute panel makes him a humanoid chariot with both speech power and mobility.

So he placed himself in the middle of the team, walking with the silver wolf-eared girl and the red warlock lady, leaving the scout's escort work to the dwarves, and entrusting the guard at the rear of the team to the orc monk and the drow poet lady, so that he could look forward and backward when necessary.

Thea looked at Dorothy worriedly. Miss Red Warlock had been in a daze since the events of that night in Twilight, and no amount of comfort she could heal the wound in her new companion's heart.

"Urs, Dorothy can't go on like this, she seems to be giving up on herself more and more......" So she quietly stretched out her hand, habitually tugging at the corner of the young man's clothes, and lowered her voice to remind the latter.

Urs turned his eyes to meet Thea's gaze, then glanced at the red sorceress beside the wolf-eared girl, who was plagued by mad magic, and then replied with a light sigh, "...... Let's wait and see. When he finds the Sage of the Grey Court, the Sage may have a way to help Dorothy. ”

"Hmm." Thea nodded meekly.

But the young man's reply was not actually a consolation of a dead horse being a live horse doctor.

Just as Urs knew that the Necromantic Knight Boss named Karpas was hovering in the Burning Corpse Forest waiting for everyone's challenge, he also knew that Featina, the Grey Court Sage, really had the ability to help Dorothy solve the troubles of casting spells, as long as the memories of the previous life in his mind were not wrong.

At the same time, while Urs and Thea were worried about Dorothy's mental state, the two members of the team responsible for delaying the journey also happened to glance at each other, and their eyes met in mid-air between each other.

Stone Fist quietly examined the dark elf poetess who had escaped from the dark region, and after a while, he couldn't help but take the initiative to speak to her:

“…… Raven Sparrow. ”

His voice was calm—an active conversation, in exchange for the expected taunt.

"Oh? The fog of the island obscured my vision, but the sound of the golem surprised me. Miss Drow seemed to guess that he would stop herself, and her dark purple eyes turned sideways to his face in the sockets under the hood, "So what's the matter, Golem?" Do you have any questions that need the tongue of an intelligent creature to answer for you? ”

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