Act 77: The King of the Underworld (28) (First Update, Stay Tuned)

"There's only one lift in A03 right now, but Mr. Oldham, do you really want to go down?" The foreman said, his eyes wandering back and forth between the old dwarf and Roman.

He led Oldham all the way into the mine's tunnels, followed by more than a dozen soldiers. Curran was gone, and Okins had been scared out of his mind, and Oldham was now his only hope, so he was ecstatic when the old dwarf appeared to him and asked to go down to the mines.

As for Roman?

As if grasping the last straw, the clerk didn't notice that there was such a person next to the old dwarf, not to mention that this dwarf wanted to save him from fire and water, as for whether the other party was happy to take his illegitimate daughter down, that was his freedom, wasn't it?

Listening to the foreman's inquiry, the old dwarf snorted from his big nose: "Nonsense, otherwise what am I doing here?" He glanced back at the trembling soldiers behind him—evidently the terrible rumors of the mines had scared them out—and the old dwarf said, "If you don't want to follow, stay on it." ”

The soldiers were visibly relieved: "But what should I do when my lord asks?" Someone asked.

"What does that have to do with me?" The old dwarf said angrily that if it weren't for the fact that it would be a trouble to take these soldiers down, and he didn't want to go deep into the mining area alone, who knew if the rumors of those monsters were true; So many people have witnessed the monster, maybe it's really true, although the old dwarf still has two skills, but he doesn't necessarily have the cleverness to go there: "You guys go and explain it yourself, don't you lie, I won't debunk you-"

The soldiers nodded their heads, "You're a good man, Mr. Oldham." They all said the same.

The group soon came to the elevator, and the merchant lady looked up at the thing to the left and right, and if it weren't for the presence of so many outsiders, she might have wanted to touch it curiously—but before she could have hesitated, the old dwarf had dragged her up.

The foreman did not follow this time: "Mr. Oldham," he said, "then I will not send you off, and be safe." ”

The old dwarf snorted, "Naturally, you humans are really cowardly. ”

Everyone's faces became strange, only the foreman was slightly better-cultivated, and said with some embarrassment: "Mr. Oldham, you can operate this machine, right?" ”

"Nonsense."

The old dwarf angrily pulled a few levers down the side with his hand, and the elevator immediately rumbled into action, and it slowly descended, and soon threw the foreman and the soldiers on the upper floor. As the elevator sank, the surrounding scenery turned into a rapidly descending rock wall, and the air became hot.

When there were no outsiders, Roman became visibly active, trying to touch the rock formations around her with her hands. However, he was dragged back by the old dwarf, and he glared at her and said loudly, "Do you want to die?" ”

"I'm sorry," the merchant apologized at the fastest speed ever seen by humans.

It was at this time that the elevator came to a halt with a thud on the rock formation below, and both of them shook. The old dwarf raised his torch and looked around, the fourth level of the mine was as narrow as ever.

He thought for a moment and extinguished the torch.

However, he immediately noticed a problem - he didn't have a light crystal with him. Of course, he could still take Roman back to the upper level to chase those people, they must have something similar on them, but Oldham snorted, he couldn't pull this face.

Not to mention that the dwarf could have seen in the dark, and he decided to move on.

"It's pitch black." In the darkness, the girl's voice spoke, her eyes shining in the darkness.

"Shhhh "Just follow me." The dwarf said.

"Why not light it?" Roman asked.

"Because it's underground, and in the underground, air is precious."

"Illumination Crystal?"

"There's no that—"

"But it's so dark."

"There's no way around it."

"Roman wants light."

"Be quiet—" The old dwarf's words suddenly got stuck in his throat, as he suddenly felt a soft light light light light up from behind him, illuminating all around.

He rubbed his eyes, almost thinking it was an illusion.

The old dwarf turned his little eyes back, only to see Roman curiously raise a hand, her palm glowing softly white.

"This ...... How did this come about? Oldham stammered.

"I don't know," Roman looked at his palm over and over, "it can glow on its own, it's interesting."

"You don't know?" The old dwarf felt that the other party must be making fun of himself.

"Yes," Roman nodded obediently, "I thought to myself, if only there was light—it would light up, isn't it?" ”

"This is the first time?"

"Yes."

The old dwarf touched Roman's forehead.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing," Oldham shook his head, "I've just heard that there is a group of people who are ostracized by witches and wizards alike, and they have magical blood in their bodies—" He paused, "Is your family the same as you?" ”

Roman thought for a moment: "Brando said that my aunt is a witch. ”

"Witch," the old dwarf's eyes widened, "impossible witch and that ...... Odds - unless she's not your real aunt, are you adopted? ”

The merchant girl said angrily, "Auntie is aunt." ”

Oldham raised an eyebrow, thinking to himself, what does other people's housework have to do with being a dwarf of his own? He suddenly felt that since he met this little girl, he seemed to have more and more problems in himself, he scratched his head and replied: "Okay, it's good to have lighting, follow me, don't get lost here alone, this is not a joke-"

"Okay." Roman nodded obediently.

But this well-behaved didn't last a few seconds, and she immediately asked curiously, "What is that, old man." ”

Oldham was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously turned his head-

……

Otales' words reminded Brando of a qiē that took place at Buchi's old mansion on the night of the outbreak of the War of the Black Roses. At that time, he was just an ordinary young man in this world, and in the face of the siege of those undead from the darkness, it was not easy to escape with Roman.

However, it was true that the Qiē that night was not all taken for granted, and he touched his chest, as if he could still feel the sharp pain of being stabbed in the chest by the undead that night—most of the fatal wounds on his body when he was rescued from the red pine forest by Freya and her militia had healed, and he had thought it was an additional effect of his indomitable talent.

But now it seems that it was Ortales who really saved his life.

He looked at the other man, Otares bowed.

"Thank you." He replied.

"No, little one," Ottales smiled at him, "Sister is the soul of your Holy Seal, saving you is helping myself, and I don't want to go back to sleep for so long." ”

Brando's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, so didn't Otales mean to help him whenever he was in danger? So thinking about it, the previous few dangers don't seem to be a problem at all, but it was not the most dangerous time at that time.

Otares is a knight who follows St. Oshor, the Queen of the Wind, although Brando has been active in the human area in the game before, and he doesn't know much about the legendary monarch in the north, but the King of the Elves, Dirut, is after all a figure on the same level as the King of Fire, Geert, and the followers of the King of Fire at least have the strength to enter the peak of the realm of elements, and the twenty-four knights of the Queen of the Wind will not be far behind.

An NPC with at least level 80 accompanying him for protection, Brando felt a chill when he thought about it. He remembered that in Amber Sword there was a mission to escort a wizard mentor from the Tower of Star and Moon to investigate a forest distorted by magic, and that mission was actually a low-level player cooperating with a high-level NPC, and he still remembered the feeling of being carried by an NPC, and that was the only time he enjoyed the thrill of crushing a copy of his class.

With his own little calculations in his heart, Brando couldn't help but sneak a glance at Otares.

Unexpectedly, this glance was treated squarely by the other party, and the elf woman saw through the thoughts in his heart. She closed her eyes and said sternly, "But despite this, the soul of the Holy Seal has been stripped of its power. Aside from the inheritance of swordsmanship and some secret techniques, my sister doesn't have much power in her own right, so don't expect too much, little one-"

"Huh?"

Brando's little abacus was exposed, and he was immediately embarrassed and red-faced. But at the same time, he secretly screamed in his heart that it was a pity.

Ottales continued, "At the end of the day, the Soul of the Seal represents nothing more than the power of the legacy. In fact, there are four rings that have been left in the human world, and your grandfather was able to get them because we owe a debt to your ancestors. ”

"Ancestors?"

Otares kept silent.

Brando, who touched a gray nose, was not embarrassed this time, he had not hit a wall at NPCs in the past in the game, especially this kind of legendary storage zài, their tone is strict, if the necessary conditions are not met, you don't want to boil anything useful in their mouths.

But Brando at least knew that it seemed that the grandfather was indeed hiding something from him and Brando's father. This is very close to his suspicion that his grandfather was not only from a noble family, but also did not seem to have a simple identity.

But he didn't ask.

Because at this time, a line of text appeared on his retina, prompting him to choose a reward, and he wasted too much time communicating with Otales - the atmosphere in the gladiatorial arena had already begun to change, and the host had not left much time for the challenger to prepare, and if he didn't make a decision quickly, maybe the other party would have to move on to the next challenge.

When he saw this, Medisa had come to him again, and it seemed that the silver elf girl thought that he was going to have his next challenge. It was quiet all around, and Curran seemed to be thinking about something, while the teenagers looked expectant.

……

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