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"Will we ever come back?" Izul poked her head out of the carriage, she still had some feelings for the place.

Buck climbed cleanly into the driver's seat of the carriage and flicked the reins, "Maybe......"

Isul submitted an application to her church to go out to practice, and it was approved, so she was relieved to follow Buck on the road to the Emerald City.

Buck drove the carriage and did not forget to remind the girl: "When you get there, you will go to the knight academy to practice......"

Isul is only a first-class knight, so he still takes his time step by step and accumulates relevant combat experience and skills first. He can easily kill opponents who are higher than him with his position and skill, but the girl can't......

"What about you?"

"I'll go to the Royal Academy to see ......"

"Oh......"

Buck glanced sheepishly at his chest, which contained a letter stuffed inside.

It was Geerbo who gave it to him, saying it was a letter of recommendation. He was recommended to study at the Federal Royal Academy, and the director of the academy was said to be his best friend. The letter also included the latest magic pattern, which no one could open except for a specific object......

Although he didn't believe that the dwarf would be so broad-minded, he was embarrassed to pour cold water on his face, and Buck accepted the letter suspiciously. In addition, the pair of martial arts gloves found in the hell were also given to him by the dwarf.

"Mr. Wesley, can you tell us about you, Uncle Gurber, and the adventures of that Lord Leard?" Ysul, who was sitting in the carriage, was a little bored, and took the initiative to talk to the shadow who had been in the car without saying a word.

"Hmm...... Well, Miss Isul. Shadow thought about it, but agreed, those memories are buried in the bottom of my heart, and it's not bad to turn them out occasionally to bask in the sun.

"We formed a squad of adventurers...... Liald is a Darkmoon monk, I'm a wizard, and Golbo is an illusionist......" Shadow recalled, his voice low and distant.

"We are all adventurers who have entered the legendary destiny, so in this plane, the creatures that threaten us are almost non-existent...... We've braved the horde of frost giants, the camp of the Ogre Overseers, and even ransacked a red dragon's lair......"

Gradually, we grew tired of these adventurous lives. Finally, one day, we set our sights on a new plane......"

"Gerbao is the most well-informed and the most nimble. He did everything possible to design a bureau and obtain the anchor point for the positioning of this plane......"

"The moment we got the anchor, we were all thrilled to think that we were about to usher in a new era in which we would become the presence of bards......"

At this point, the shadows stopped, as if sentimental.

"And then, Mr. Wesley." Isul couldn't help but ask. She couldn't wait to see what happened next.

Buck, who was driving the carriage, couldn't help but interject into the chat between the two, "What else can I do, it must be a tragedy......"

Ignoring Barker's interjection, Ysul continued to look into the shadows, waiting for him to answer.

Wesley's voice became extremely depressed, and he said bitterly: "Master Buck is right, that plane anchor is a complete hoax, and when we enter that plane, we are greeted by countless dark creatures......"

"Like crazy, Liald directly burned his blood to launch the Dark Moon Soul Eater. He's always been self-controlled, and we've never seen that side of him......"

"With the seconds he earned, I opened a portal and pushed Gurbao out......"

"After all, he's just an illusionist, and he can't help much...... Now I know that this kid still has the talent of a warrior. ”

"Liald and I survived on this plane for two days, struggling between the cliffs of life and death for two days...... In the past two days, we have thoroughly figured out the cause and effect of the whole thing......"

"Speculating on the details of the whole incident, I found that the person who gave us the plane anchor is far more powerful than us at all, so how could he be in our game? I'm afraid that the three of us will become his prey from the beginning, but we don't know it......"

Speaking of this, Wesley smiled self-deprecatingly.

"It's just that I can't figure out why he uses such a conspiracy when he is so much stronger than us...... Wouldn't it be better to get it straight away? ”

Buck tapped his horse and raised his voice: "What's wrong with this, I am afraid that the only thing you met at that time was a high-ranking believer in Grazt, and his believers are like him, and their biggest hobby is to take off their pants and fart......"

"It takes them a couple of years to design a bureau, and the result is actually a few minutes to complete......"

"Haha...... These stupid forks are still proud of their scheming, but they are actually a bunch of megalomaniacs who have eaten enough and have nothing to do......"

Buck unceremoniously mocked the Abyss Lord. After speaking, he said sympathetically: "You are so unfortunate to be taken as prey by this guy; In the same way, you should be glad that you have not met any other evil gods, otherwise none of you will be able to escape......"

Wesley was silent, although Buck said it more vulgarly, but he hit the nail on the head, the three of them were still too arrogant, thinking that if they entered the legendary destiny, they would be invincible in the world, and they lost their awe of this world. If it weren't for this publicity, he wouldn't have been targeted by Grazt's followers.

"Don't take it personally, it's not a big deal." Buck sensed Wesley's mood and encouraged, "Now that we're on a new journey, let's let the past turn into smoke and let it drift away with the wind......

Wesley took a sharp breath, threw these memories behind him, opened the curtain, and looked at the undulating mountains in the distance, the grass and trees swaying in the wind, and his mood suddenly became brighter.

Retracted his gaze, looked at the young man who was seriously driving the carriage, and couldn't help but feel a little funny, this kid always likes to condescendingly comment on this legend and that god, but he is still only a level 3 gambler, how is this far beyond ordinary people's temperament cultivated?

Thinking of this, Wesley was intrigued, pulled out a piece of parchment, and began to record Buck's daily life.

One day he will know that you exist, and Wesley is confident in it.

Time: March 298 in the sacred calendar, the weather was fine

Where: Horse-drawn carriage to the Emerald Capital

Event: Young Master Buck laughed and scolded and commented on Grazt, looking very familiar, I think this may be ......

Buck, on the other hand, didn't know anything about Wesley's start writing in a diary......

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