Three minutes later, Amber rubbed her head and stood in front of Gawain, with a look of resentment: "I'll just joke with you, why don't you really knock ......"

Gawain rubbed his fingers and said casually: "I'm used to knocking Rebecca, and I'm not used to your unlit braincase......"

As soon as Amber heard the other party's attitude, she knew that her plan to take the opportunity to extort a sum of money on medical expenses had failed, and she raised her eyelids and glanced at Gawain: "By the way, what happened to you just now?" Suddenly I fell asleep - don't you say it's meditation, I'm not a mage, but I haven't seen meditation. ”

Gao Wen rubbed his forehead, his mind still recalled his experience in the mental network, he suddenly looked up and asked, "How long have I 'slept' this time?" ”

“…… About an hour? Amber rolled her eyes and thought for a moment, "Hey, don't change the subject, I'm asking you about business......"

"Is there only one hour...... Gao Wen frowned slightly, "It doesn't seem to be the same as the last time...... Could it be that the deeper you are in the network, the slower the flow of time becomes? ”

Immediately after that, he refuted this imprecise statement in his mind: it should not be said that the flow of time changes, but that the speed of the human brain in the virtual world and the subjective perception of time deviate from reality, and this "acceleration" phenomenon is very common in dreams......

Amber saw that Gawain had always ignored herself, but muttered alone as if she was in a state of thought, and suddenly puffed out her cheeks a little angrily, but did not continue to bother, but quietly waited for Gawain to come back to her senses - she had found that Gawain was currently a little distracted and in a trance, and this abnormal mental state was probably related to the previous hour of "meditation".

After a moment, Gawain came back to his senses, he looked at the amber in front of him, and after a brief hesitation, he still chose not to tell the other party about the psychic network.

It's not that he doesn't trust this half-elf girl, but for the sake of safety - the methods of the Eternal Sleeper are weird, and there are many "god-like magic" that affect the minds of others without contact, those cultists are now temporarily intimidated by him and dare not make a move against him, but there will be a few curious guys in the cultists to spy on the memories of the people around him, so until he is completely sure, he can't reveal the fact that he has successfully invaded the mind network of the Eternal Sleeper.

"I'm doing something very secret, and need to go into this particular 'dormant' state once in a while," Gawain said to Amber, "and I'll tell you the secret someday, but I can't say it yet." ”

Amber pouted, "Huh...... God babble. ”

Gawain's answer didn't say anything, Amber knew that the "old zongzi" he dug up was probably plotting and calculating something, and judging by the degree of caution and meticulousness in his chatter this time, the scale of his calculations this time would probably be larger than any before.

She was curious, but she decided not to ask.

Gawain nodded when he saw Amber's expression: as he knew, Amber, who seemed to be very aggressive, also had her own intelligence and reason, and this half-elf girl would not continue to dwell on this issue.

"You help me get the acceleration track drawings that I didn't finish last time, and it's in the cabinet next to the bookshelf on the left," Gawain stretched and adjusted his sitting position behind the desk, "I just had an epiphany in my sleep, and I thought of something that needed to be modified......"

"What does it mean to have an epiphany! And looking at your tired face, are you sure you don't need to take a break? Is this going to keep drawing the papers? ”

"I've got to draw it quickly, or Carmel and Nicholas Egg will have to do useless work......"

Amber kept chattering as she walked to the bookshelf: "I'll tell you about your sudden death sooner or later...... I'll have to dig a pit for you when you die suddenly, and your two granddaughters won't necessarily give me a raise......"

Gao Wen looked puzzled: "Why are you so insistent on digging a pit for me when I die?" ”

"Nonsense, I dug you out at the beginning, and I have a beginning and an end to my work......"

Gawain felt that he had knocked lightly just now - although this half-elf skull was not as hard as Rebecca's, her mouth was really under-pumping!

At the same time, in the eastern part of the Dark Mountain Range, in the border town of "Cedar Town".

This town is one of the few market towns on the border between Ansu and Typhon, the Typhonians founded it two hundred years ago and used it as a resting place for hunters, merchants, and soldiers on the border.

Winter nights always fall early, in the dim daylight, the small market town is covered with the snow that fell a few days ago, the snow in many places has turned into mud due to the trampling of people and animals, and the streets of the town are more and more dirty and dilapidated, there are few pedestrians on the deserted streets, and the few permanent residents are now hiding at home to hide from the cold and north wind outside, and the people walking on the streets are only armed men dressed as mercenaries and adventurers, and the latter also seem to be in a hurry, You don't spend too much time on the streets – that could easily get you in trouble.

Since the relationship between the two countries fell to the freezing point, the business travel on this line has been almost cut off, and the most important economic pillar of the town has suffered a lot of blows, coupled with the frost and snow this winter is particularly severe, and the East Wolf Fort has issued a ban on hunting in the southern and western forests, and the days have become more and more difficult.

Mercenaries and freelance adventurers are really not much different from outlaws to the common people.

The only tavern in town was the only lively place in the place, and it was lit up before night was completely down - a semi-curdled ointment made of burning-stone powder mixed with animal fat was a novelty brought by the Imperial soldiers from the east, and it emitted an unpleasant smell when burned, but its bright, long-lasting glow and low price were favored by the lower classes.

In the flickering light of the "grease lamps", the mercenaries and adventurers in the tavern gathered in groups of three or five, drinking and laughing loudly with their bubbling inferior ale, not paying any attention to the peculiar smell that permeated the tavern - all kinds of disgusting peculiar smells permeated the chaotic space, even the strange smell of burning oil paste was no longer present here.

In this chaotic and noisy environment, the door of the tavern was suddenly pushed open, and a tall figure in a cloak flashed into the tavern and walked straight to the bar.

The cold wind poured into the room as the wooden doors opened and closed, and a few of the mercenaries sitting near the doorway cursed, while others looked at the cloaked man—a few whistles came from all directions at once as the cloaked man sat down at the bar and took off his hood to reveal a beautiful elven face.

The beautiful elven huntress swung her hand backwards at will, and a few throwing knives were pinned to the table in front of every whistling person's eyes, and then with a single move, all the knives returned to her hand under the pull of magic.

Transcendental, with a high rank, in a bad mood.

After confirming these three elements, everyone in the tavern quickly put themselves in the right position, those who should drink continue to drink, those who should blow continue to blow, and those who should sift the chaff began to sift the chaff, and everyone continued to be peaceful and lively.

The tavern owner behind the bar just watched it all coldly, and only after the new customers were seated did he step forward and ask, "Or beer?" ”

This elf has been here once, although only once, but as a tavernkeeper, he has to remember the other party's face - not to mention that this is still a strong guy, so he can't ignore it.

"Beer," said the elven huntress in a magnetic voice, her blonde hair hanging down her cheeks, obscuring some of her countenance, but she could still tell that her expression was a little gloomy, "I'll compensate for the broken table." ”

"Don't worry, someone will stick a knife on it anyway," the tavernkeeper said with a smile, pushing the large wooden mug full of beer in front of the huntress, "What, didn't pass the level?" ”

"Martial law," said the huntress unhappily, "to begin asking for a pass to the East Wolf Castle......

The tavern owner smiled: "After all, the situation is tense. ”

"But didn't you have a mercenary document or a recent employment certificate to pass the checkpoint before?" The huntress raised her eyelids, "When do you need proof from East Wolf Castle?" ”

"This is the rule that has just started recently, "The tavern owner is not a mercenary or an adventurer, but he does this, especially if he opens a tavern on the border, next to the East Wolf Castle, he must be well-informed, "It is said that because the East Wolf Castle was attacked, those Imperial soldiers began to block the checkpoint......

"Attack?" The huntress's eyebrows immediately raised, "Is there a war with Ansu?" ”

"Not really," replied her, not the tavernkeeper, but a nearby adventurer, who seemed enthusiastic—or perhaps simply trying to get closer—and moved his glass to the elf with a "I know the insider" expression on his face, "supposedly attacked by a humanoid monster that had never been seen before...... The losses of the Eastern Wolf Fort were so great that even the walls of the fortress were cracked, and the general there issued martial law, and now all the barriers along the entire border are very strict......"

"Humanoid monsters!?" The female elf finally showed a surprised expression, "What about specifically?" Where did the monster come from? ”

The adventurer who came over to set up a close routine didn't expect that he really succeeded in arousing the interest of this beautiful elf who seemed to be difficult to deal with, and he clumsily concealed his smugness, while continuing to say with that "I know the insider" expression: "It is said that it ran out of the dark mountain range, and it is a monster released by the Ansu Kingdom...... But others say it was from the Gondor wasteland......"

“…… This is a big problem......"

The beautiful elven "female" hunter, Thordrin Frostleaf, realized that she might not be able to use women's clothing to fool her through this time......