A few seconds of silence.

Urs stood in front of the door and waited for a moment, thinking to himself that the little girl named Belin Lith in the room might be guessing the real purpose of his group coming to visit her, and that such basic vigilance seemed nothing strange to the young man.

If she had heard her say this and immediately come and open the door, the young man would have been a little disappointed, for that would prove that the new thief whom Gloleiden had recommended to him was too disheartening.

You can't have the heart to harm others, and you can't have the heart to defend people.

He remembered that the old thief was sitting on the bed in the inn ward and swore to everyone: "About her strength? Well, I must admit that she is a little less skilled and skilled than when I was younger. ”

A little inferior to Grololayden when he was younger—with this sentence alone, as long as the old thief didn't brag, Urs was already looking forward to the little dwarf girl whom he hadn't officially met.

He waited patiently, looking at the door in front of him expectantly, and then heard the sound of footsteps moving in the room behind the door, but immediately without warning there was a loud thud of something heavy falling to the ground, like something large and bulky falling to the ground.

"Boom!" A bang.

Followed by a series of items falling down, everyone outside the house was stunned, and it was inevitable to think that the little girl inside had accidentally knocked down furniture such as bookcases?

"Miss Bellinglis?" The young man asked in surprise.

"Bang!"

"Oops!"

"Boom—"

The sound of the reply was the second movement, the sound of the collision of hard objects and the screams of the little girl, and a series of further loud noises, the explosion of the air, and the feeling of shaking was like the house in front of everyone—shouldn't it be about to collapse?

It's also hard to believe that this place is located in the corner deep in the alley, which is relatively secluded and not too noticeable at any given time.

Dorothy's eyes suddenly rose, her sea-blue eyes blinked at the house that was not moving, and the staff in her hand clenched subconsciously.

The young man standing outside could not see what was going on inside the house, and could only tell from the characteristics of the sound that something must have happened inside.

"Miss Bellinglis?!" Then he tightened the old thief's handwritten letter in his hand, called out the little girl's name, and with his free hand he tapped the locked door a few times, and then hurriedly moved behind his back.

Behind his back, in addition to the cloak of Shadowscales he loved and hated, he also carried a new two-handed greatsword. The sword was a replacement for the Cursed Blade, a +1 enchanted two-handed sword he purchased before his departure from Twilight City, used as a transitional weapon before he found a new good weapon, and the appearance was naturally much "slimmer" compared to the pitch-black greatsword half a door wide, and the overall silhouette was a classic cross.

"There's a fire, we need to go in and see her!" Koto's eyes glared at the big copper bells, and after reacting, he immediately thought of the same thought as Urs, and immediately drew his war hammer from the belt of his armor and approached it.

The barbarians and the dwarves thought of going together - when there were no thieves in the party to break the lock, they tried to break down the door violently!

The jay kept her composure, her dark purple eyes hidden under her hood, and she watched everyone's reactions......

Thea and Stonefist were dumbfounded, reacting a little slower, and then joined the others in seeing the closed door creak open just as Urs and Koto were about to act.

A thin crack appeared between the door and the wall, and then the crack widened in, billowing smoke and a hellish smell wafting out of the house.

Urs frowned and took a half-step back, his nose sniffing out uncomfortable, a bit like being on the edge of a stinking cloud's spell range, a sensory warning that made him hesitate to enter the house.

But his hesitation soon ceased.

Koto's eyes widened and his beard pouted, and he noticed a figure shorter than himself walking through the open door. The figure was only a little over a hundred centimeters tall, and was wearing a somewhat strange skirt robe, which was strange because it was a robe that could be seen to be a robe, but the surface of the garment was made of a layer of leather material, and the face of its head was wearing a strange bird's beak mask, and behind the mask was a beautiful golden double ponytail hair.

Indeed, it was the size of a dwarf.

Gnomes and halflings are easily confused in the eyes of inexperienced and knowledgeable people, but Urs naturally understands that the characteristics of halflings are simply half reduced in the appearance of normal people, and the feeling of dwarfs is a little more "rounded", as if one can feel the innate curiosity, kindness and humor of that race at a glance.

"You, who are you? What about Miss Bellis? The dwarven warrior looked at the gnome who came out of the smoke, clenched the hammer in his hand in a daze, a little surprised, and put on a defensive expression.

"Wait a minute, Koto." Although Urs also looked a little stunned, he immediately realized the identity of the other party, and put down his hand that had not untied his sword to stop the dwarf, "I think she may be ......"

Before the young man finished speaking, the little blonde girl with two ponytails raised her hand and took off the mask on her face, revealing a lively and lovely face from under the mask, with some sparse freckles on the left and right sides of her cheeks, and two large light brown eyes that were clear and bright, and she looked at everyone curiously and confessed: "Yes, I am Bellingeris." ”

As she spoke, she crossed her hands on her waist, her small head tilted to the right with her neck, and her eyes crossed between the young man and the dwarf to look at the other four team members behind them, a silver-haired wolf-eared girl in a white church robe, a tall and burly but not fierce orc warrior monk, Miss Drow Poet in a black robe and hood, and Miss Red-haired Warlock shrunk behind everyone.

The little dwarf girl blinked her eyes and said to herself, hey, the combination of these people is really peculiar...... Are they adventurers? An ethnically diverse adventuring squad?

Of course, she didn't forget what was going on, and immediately stretched her right hand forward and palm up, and looked up at Urs—the height of the young man undoubtedly required her to raise her head to see the face and meet it.

"What about Uncle Grolaidon's letter? Show me. ”

Urs lowered his gaze and looked at her for two seconds, and then decided that it would be better to hand over the letter in his hand to the other party to prove the identity and purpose of his group.

To be honest, he was still a little stunned, secretly thinking about the new companion that Gloleiden had recommended...... What the hell was she doing in the house?

Isn't he doing some kind of magic experiment that is not low?

Guessing, the young man handed the letter to the little girl, and looked over her limited head to look forward, and couldn't help but want to look into the smoke-filled house......

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