"Oh, the cold mist is at the foot of the mountain,

Carefully guarding the souls of his companions.

The flames of war and the smoke of gunpowder cover the sky,

Please protect God's people.

If all things will burn in the fire,

Let's burn together.

Gazing at the leaping flames

”

Deres listened attentively, and he inexplicably remembered the descriptions of dragons in the Star Library, and it is said that when they soared in the sky, the coercion exuded by their bodies could make the beasts dozens of miles away feel frightened, jump up and down, and even be scared to death. The monsters trembled, paralyzed to the ground, willing to be reduced to food.

"Mr. Deres, your ale." Martin shoved the glass filled with yellow liquid in front of Deres.

The tavern had indeed been smashed by the one-horned rhinoceros, and even the bard had his thigh broken, but the team of Mr. Deres had more than one magical priest in his team, and not the kind of person who could only preach. He watched the minstrels' bloody thighs heal little by little, and then he cheered for a miracle.

The tavern that had collapsed into a pile of rubble had also been rebuilt by the expressionless elf, her eyes as blue as the water.

Now, as a token of appreciation, Martin made a cameo as a bartender, and the cup was also the cleanest he wiped, and it was pushed in front of Deres for the first time.

Deres bowed his head slightly in thanks, then raised his glass.

Amber liquids are not spicy, but sweeter. This kind of food shortage does not make good wine, and can only barely taste it. But that's enough for him, and as a good scout, he rarely touches alcohol.

In fact, it is more due to poverty.

Putting down the glass, Deres glanced at Martin, he didn't know why he wanted to save this guy from Emma, he was an only child, he didn't have a brother at all, it was just a clumsy excuse.

Maybe it's because you don't want to see innocent passers-by hurt again? Oh, what a cheap sense of justice.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh, so much so that he pulled the wound and coughed a few times. The priests and mages in the team are all pursuing Emma, and they naturally can't heal themselves, but fortunately, his rich experience in commissioning has allowed him to bring some more wound medicine, but it smells

Deres picked up his glass again, diluting the bitterness in his mouth with sweetness, thinking that next time this loss-making business would never be done again, he was still not mature and rational enough.

"Mr. Dreis," Martin whispered suddenly, leaning over suddenly, "are you really going to go to the White Rock Mines?" ”

Deres raised his eyebrows: "What, are you scared?" ”

Martin rubbed his fingers in embarrassment, not knowing what to say.

Not long ago, he finally learned the origin of this group of people from the mouth of Dres.

They are from the Jialan Empire and the Turing Empire, and the personnel are composed of students from the Jialan Academy, the priests of the two imperial elemental towers, and the elven mages from Silvermoon City.

The purpose of the group of them was the White Rock Mine, sixty miles west of the town, and because of the lack of information about it, the mayor pushed himself out, after all, he was the only one who came back alive from the White Rock Mine a year ago.

Although Martin wanted to say that there was actually a "grasshopper", or Mr. Shamu, it seemed impossible for anyone to believe him.

"What the hell did you see there?" Deres asked with interest. After explaining the ins and outs just now, the other party had a "sure enough" expression on his face, but then showed great concern, which made Deres very curious.

The poor boy in the country has everything written on his face, which is much better than that of the city people.

They were given a clear mission, led by the Elemental Tower, to find the evil necromancer Zaix, and cleanse the evil in the name of the Light. The information obtained by the tower showed that the necromancer was hiding in the overlapping area of the Hengduan Mountains and the Kansa region, and the destruction of the mining team of the Red Hat Comptoir a year ago was his last message, so the tower suspected that Zaix was dormant, and in order not to cause a major disaster, he mobilized the elites of the two empires to exorcise the demons.

The word "elite" made Deres very disgusted, in his opinion, this group of squeamish guys was completely here for the autumn tour, and there was no "team" at all, if it weren't for the strict requirements set by Miss Missia, the leader of the elf side, and the teacher sent by the academy, this bullshit team would have dispersed halfway because the tent location was not properly arranged. The hairy boys like the flower messengers all want to huddle around Emma, and the granddaughter of Anthony ** seems to enjoy the feeling of being held in the palm of her hand.

Oh, that's naïve.

Deres thought so more than once.

Despite this, but for the sake of the high commission, he took the initiative to apply for the commission which seemed to him to be like a nanny.

If he doesn't, he may not be able to make up for the high cost of the next school year, and he will spend all the family's savings to buy this aristocratic status, and if he doesn't work hard, he will have to go back to farming like his father.

So now he wants to get to know as much as he can from Martin about His Excellency "Zayx", on the one hand, to save his life, and on the other hand, to behave in front of the teacher.

Like a monkey on the shoulders of a wandering artist, do you sell yourself and earn tips? Drés sighed in his heart, a little helpless and a little unwilling.

"Mr. Derees, actually" Martin hesitated, and finally chose to withhold Shamu's information.

"To be honest, I don't know how I got back, I just remember a flash of green light, and my companion in front of me fell to the ground, and then I fainted when I saw the blood, and when I woke up, the mine was full of corpses, and I was terrified, and when I came back to my senses, I had already run outside the mine." He told the story half-truthfully, because he was afraid of showing his face, so he lowered his head, his hands were twisted together, and he couldn't help himself.

Deres hadn't intended to get anything from here, but when he heard the "green light", he was in good spirits.

He forgot where he had seen it, the color of the spell was related to the type of element, the green color could be the wind elemental, the wood elemental, and the legendary spirit.

That said, the evil mage Zayx hiding beneath the mine didn't run away.

While the two were talking, the undead bard was almost done singing the song.

"I saw the flames, skimming over the lonely mountain

I saw tongues of fire, licking the plateau

Now I see a great fire rising in the woods

Now I see a sea of fire, and the air is filled with blood

Either way, I just hope you remember me forever."

Finally, accompanied by the crisp melody of the lute, the song ended, and the tavern burst into applause.

Deres popped out a silver coin and landed it in the other party's case, although it was painful, he felt that the other party was worth the price.

The bard was stunned for a moment at the sight of the shining silver coin, then bowed excitedly, his yellow curls shaking back and forth with joy.

"Ed Sheeran thanks you for your generosity, sir."

Deres smiled, it turns out that I also had a day called "master".