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ps: Congratulations on the birth of the second helmsman Hua Wu Tianjiao in this book, Mo Mo Da~

In addition, from this chapter onwards, the foreshadowing that was planted before will begin, and the big ** of the Dunzawa Ruins copy is coming.

When he walked into the restaurant, Serra, who was fighting with the cured meat in his hand with a small face, immediately appeared Gordon. The little girl cheered, threw down the food, and ran over.

"Brother Gordon, is it really you?" Sierra blinked, as if unable to believe it.

"I don't think I'm using transformational spells or illusions." Gordon said with a smile. After the chaos caused by the earthquake, he was in a good mood to be able to see his fellow adventurers again.

"Hey, little girl, look behind him. This style of having women follow everywhere we go is the mage of our lucky coins. The dwarf's gruff voice rang out. He took a sip of wine and said, "Little girl, you have a competitor." ”

"Bearded, don't talk nonsense!" Serra waved her fist vigorously at the dwarf as if demonstrating, but accidentally used too much force, pulling the wound on her body, and suddenly frowned and showed a painful expression.

"What's wrong?"

With tears in her eyes, Serra said, "On the night of the earthquake, because of a chaotic magic fluctuation, the levitation technique that you blessed me with was invalid. I fell into a cavernous crater and had a hole in my lower abdomen punctured by a sharp stone. Luckily, Glago rescued me and got here......"

Serra and Glago recounted their experiences after separation.

Due to the lack of medicine on their bodies, after simply treating their wounds, Serra and Glago had to continue on their way in search of rescue.

They also went into the underground fortifications through the collapse craters created by the guò earthquake and then came here. The first time he encounters a constructed creature that serves that mysterious master, he has a short temper. The dwarf, who was highly nervous, had an impulsive fight with the big tin men.

The consequences were obvious, due to being outnumbered, losing.

Instead of embarrassing the two of them, the creatures brought them to this comfortable living quarter. Even the mysterious owner sent some medicines, so that Serra's deteriorating injuries, which had only been treated simply, could be effectively controlled.

Then they decided to stay here for now, and when Serra's injuries were healed, they would go out and look for the rest of the lucky coins.

"Brother Gordon. How did you get here? Serra asked, clutching the wound on her stomach.

"It's similar to your experience." Gordon glanced at the golden ponytail behind her and added, "But I met Ji'er halfway. I think you've already met, but you haven't officially met......"

After giving an introduction to both of them, and briefly explaining to Sierra and Glago why Ji'er would travel together. Four people sat around a table.

It was mealtime, since Serra and Glago were eating. Gordon simply joined them. Dine together.

"Miss Serra, you can try this strawberry cream pie, it is the most popular dim sum in the famous dessert shop 'Sweet Heart' in Bishui City, and many aristocratic ladies are full of praise after tasting it."

At the table, Miss Ji'er generously shared her food. Not a qualified adventurer though. But in terms of dealing with the world, this eldest lady who grew up in a big aristocratic family still understands something since she was a child.

Now she relies on Gordon to keep herself safe. And leave the Tanzawa Ruins safely, then it is best to maintain a good relationship with this mage's teammates. This is especially important in the past, when there were conflicts between the two sides due to Sarando.

Sierra doesn't have much ill feeling towards Ji'er, especially after witnessing her betrayed by Sarando, and since she is also a woman, she seems to be more able to understand the pain of the other party.

"Thank you, Sister Ji'er." The allure of sweets to women is irreplaceable, and Serra smiled sweetly at Ji'er, naturally changing to a more intimate title.

Gordon laughed inwardly when he heard this. He still remembered vividly how the girl had elevated herself from "Mr. Mage" to "Brother Gordon". However, with this girl's sweet and lovely smile and innocent and delicate temperament, this trick has been tried and tested again and again, and it is very effective.

Miss Kim was smiling at the shout of "sister", and took out a lot of delicacies from her dimensional bag, and ate happily with Serra.

While eating, she didn't forget to glance at Gordon from time to time, and the meaning was clear: Look, you are suspicious and dare not eat my things, and now I will share it with others.

However, although Miss Ji'er and Sierra have a good relationship, the dwarf is still a little unimpressed by her deposit, perhaps because he still remembers that Sarandor used a stone wall technique to almost kill the lucky coin, or maybe it is simply because Ji'er's dimensional bag does not have his favorite wine in it.

"Hmph, little girl, you can be careful, don't be deceived by this woman." The dwarf spat on the hard cured meat, "This ugly woman may be jealous of your appearance, and wants to feed you like a pig with all kinds of sweets." That way she'll have one less competitor and will have exclusive access to mages......"

Gordon was glad he wasn't drinking, otherwise he would have had to squirt out. The dwarf's associative power is too rich. Didn't the dwarves all have a heart of a rock? Could it be that Glago. This guy has been out of the tribe for a long time, and even the heart of the rock has become the heart of the eight women?

Ji'er, who has always been praised for her appearance since she was a child, was angry at the dwarf's words. She secretly thought that since she had made a deal, she could be regarded as Gordon's companion, and although she restrained the eldest lady's temper in front of the mage, it did not mean that she would let the dwarves talk nonsense.

Ji'er immediately fought back: "You dwarf winter melon, you are embarrassed to judge my appearance? I really feel sorry for your aesthetic. It's no wonder you get your beard dirty and ugly! ”

"What? How dare you insult my honor as a three-time bearded beauty pageant champion of the Shortbeard Tribe?? "You woman is tall and thin, and she doesn't even have a beard, and in the eyes of us dwarves, she is no different from a troll. In fact. In my aesthetic, women of all races except dwarves are ugly! Serra at least has big boobs and will be able to be a qualified mother in the future. But what about you? Hmph, the body is thin and thin, and compared with the most standard bucket body of dwarf beauties, I don't know how much worse! I think you might as well have the mage rub it for you every night, preferably with a slap on the buttocks, so that your ugly woman's figure might be a little fuller. Not so ugly! ”

The dwarf seemed to be drunk, and vividly expressed the vulgarity that adventurers are best at in words, and as he spoke, he opened his palms and compared the action of spanking.

"Mixed ...... Bastard. As a member of the Phoenix family, I ...... I don't know you like a vulgar reckless. Ji'er's face was red and her ears were red. I felt as if my buttocks were getting hot. Suddenly, I had a strange feeling.

She glanced at Gordon quietly, and the experience of being slapped by him in the last shameful place seemed to appear in her mind again.

Gordon was unaware of this, he only persuaded the two to stop arguing.

The mage's words carried a lot of weight, and the dwarf and the eldest lady each snorted. Ended this pointless quarrel.

After eating, the dwarf, who had drunk a lot of wine, staggered back to his room and went to his dream in search of more mellow wine, and Serra, who was injured, went to bed early.

Gordon returned to his room. Started the daily must-do: reading and meditation.

It goes without saying that he reads and studies spell books every day to gain experience and increase his understanding of the arcane. And since continuing to meditate, Gordon's mana cap has increased by 1o points, to 11o. Although it doesn't cost much mana to cast a spell in its normal state, Gordon's endurance is much higher than that of a normal spell mage, but if he wants to use the magic specialty of "Spell Instant", his mana is still a little stretched.

Daily meditation to increase the upper limit of mana, although slow, is still a good supplement for Gordon.

After the meditation was over, Gordon rested for an hour before recovering from his depleted state. He looked at the hourglass, it was still early, so he decided to take a look around.

As a veteran player, he has the instinct to habitually explore every time he arrives at a new place to see if he can reveal hidden missions or treasures.

Walking around the room, Gordon's attention was quickly drawn to the door. Hanging on it was a metal sign that had been rusted, mottled and lost its original luster. The sign depicts an oak leaf and two crossed elven rappiers.

Gordon happened to know the meaning of this pattern from the notes of the captain of the Wings of Ancindora, Adunis.

As a rigorous mage and soldier, Adonis will of course conduct a comprehensive investigation of the enemy of the Sun Elf Empire, including the other party's military system.

Oak leaves represent infantry in the power of the Sun Elf Emperor. And the two crossed elven rappiers represent the rank of squadron leader.

In other words, the room where Gordon lived once belonged to the leader of the Sun Elf squadron stationed in this underground fortification, commanding a thousand soldiers.

Gordon's present quickly begs a question.

As we all know, the Sun Elf Empire is highly hierarchical, especially in places like the army. This is reflected in all aspects of clothing, food, housing and transportation. Ordinary soldiers could only sleep in large dormitories, while junior officers were able to have their own rooms. Then, the squadron leader who is in the middle level of the Japanese elf army system must live in a room that is more luxurious and spacious than that of a low-ranking officer.

A squadron of day elves has a squadron leader, a deputy squadron leader, and eight detachment leaders, adding up to exactly ten officers. And this residential area also has exactly ten separate rooms.

But the problem was that the squadron leader's room, where Gordon lived, did not seem to be larger than the other junior officers.

There's definitely something wrong with that.

Gordon blessed himself with a "detection door", and soon on the wall to the left of the bed, a secret door was deliberately sealed.

"What's in here?" With a hint of excitement and a hint of anticipation, Gordon walked over. (To be continued!)