Years later, Matlanch stood in front of the tavern fire, remembering the three guys who had sat here, a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. She will never forget how warm the face of the smiling man was in the sun.

Rubbing her sore shoulders, Martlanch tossed the old rag into the soapy water, and the rag floated to the surface, shining a little in the water. The chairs are all neatly arranged and the table tops have been wiped clean. Then we wait for the customer to come to the door.

Inside this tavern, Matrange has been working for five or six years. Five or six years is not a short time, but Martlanger has watched the tavern change its furniture a few times, and some of the oak tables and chairs that have been repaired and reused have occasionally been complained by drinkers because of the unremovable wooden thorns.

Although this tavern called Glowworm Light is not as grand as the tavern where Martlanch worked in Avonor City, as the only treehouse tavern on the continent that is still within the sphere of influence of the human state, the Glowworm Light Tavern has many inexplicable tourists every day to come to see the magnificence left by the elves to humans.

After the end of the Golden Age of the First Age, Julius Caesar, the savior of humanity and the most legendary emperor, unified the main plane, defeating demons, banishing dwarves into the mountains, elves retreating to the forests and beyond, and orcs and other weak races struggling to survive in the bitter cold. The fertile soil allowed humanity to flourish, but a growing number of people began to encroach on the towns left behind by these races. In the Bronze Age of the Third Age, the once beautiful treehouses of the elves are rarely seen in human countries.

The old tree, which was old but still full of vitality, embraced the tavern into his soft embrace with its dense foliage. Even though the sun is shining now, the tavern is still full of shadows. Mattlanch opened the wooden door of the tavern, and the expected soft sunlight did not shine through the branches of the old tree on his face, only a large shadow enveloped him.

"Is this already open?" the man standing in front of him said in a low and terrifying voice, and Mattlanch subconsciously took a step back, "Isn't it open yet?" the man asked again

"Ah, it's open. It's open. Mattlanch leaned to the side and made a gesture with his hand.

It was only when the man walked into the tavern that Matlanch recovered from his panic. As the man walked past him, Matlanch felt nothing but a mountain passing her, and the weight of the oppression made her breathless.

Mattlanch, who had never looked up, mustered up the courage to peek with his eyes, only to find that it was a man as large as a giant, and he stood beside him as weak as an ant. Matt Lang didn't see the face, but judging by the beard on the side and the heavy armor on his body, he should have been a battle-hardened adventurer.

The glowworm light welcomes not only tourists who come here every day, but also adventurers who travel all over the world.

The town of Gran is located in the northwest of Bavariel, the land of mercenaries, and is not far from the safe mountain path controlled by the Explorers' Guild, so many adventurers who don't want to go to the rival Explorers Guild to replenish their supplies will choose to replenish supplies in Gran Town.

So it's no surprise that the adventurer Matt Lanch has seen it, and the tables and chairs in the store are changed frequently, or because of them.

But the man who just came in gave Matt Langch too much oppression, so big that Matt Lane, who had learned to adapt to all kinds of guests, could not react in time.

"Hey, little sister. Can I come in? People have been standing outside for a long time. The damn sun is burning my delicate skin. ”

Just when Matlane was still stunned by the man, a pleasant voice sounded in her ears, the sound was like a bird of paradise singing in her ear, and the crisp voice made the depression in Mattlane's heart completely disappear.

"Okay, okay. Matt Lang hurriedly bowed and let the guests outside in.

"Such a beautiful little sister bows to others, people can't accept it. With his head down, Matt Langch saw a pair of slender white fingers caressing his face gracefully from the bottom up, and the cold sensation that followed made Matt Lane's inner turmoil that had just risen from the sound subside.

Mattlanch mustered up the courage to slowly raise his head, and his eyes were full of choppy white chest, and he secretly swallowed his saliva and continued to look upward. The smooth and slender neck is perfectly thin.

The right chin and peach-like mouth made Mattlanch jealous. The only downside is that there is a mark on both sides of the pretty nose, maybe this is the beauty of Venus.

When Matt Lang looked up completely and saw the smiling eyes that were staring at him, Matt Lang felt like he had fallen in love with Venus.

"Old Kale. The woman who made Mattlanch love and ashamed of herself crossed herself and hugged Kalenezzi as she walked from the bar.

"Oh, let me see. Praise be to the god of love and charm. Vilia, you're pretty again, it's really cheap Carl's kid. I'm ten times more handsome than him, so why wouldn't my Nitaya even want to look at me?" Karenezzi, who was separated from Vilia, grumbled plaintively, his expression exaggerated.

"You old pervert, a little devil who goes to hell, an ugly devil who doesn't deserve to be loved. "When I cursed my employer in my heart, I suddenly found that the ears of the woman who was so beautiful that I fell in love with her were pointed, could it be an elf?

Ever since the elves were defeated by the Holy Third Emperor, who was then the prince of Taigania, in the War of the Roses, and lost the dark forest where they had lived for thousands of years, it has been difficult to see elves on the continent.

However, the war also brought about another consequence, and that was the emergence of a race of half-elves, which was recognized by neither humans nor elves.

And the easiest way to distinguish between a half-elf and an elf is to look at the ears, the half-elf may be because of the impurity of the bloodline, or the punishment of the main god of the elf for this inscribed elf humiliating historical race, the ears of the half-elf are not as long and pointed as the elf ears, but this increases the beauty of the half-elf.

"The little sister kept staring at the ears of the half-elves, but it was a very rude thing. Velia turned back to Matlanch and smiled. Suddenly, Mattlane's ears turned red, and she shyly lowered her head and didn't dare to look at Vilia again. "Oh, the god of love and charm is above, how can she be so beautiful. ”

"I haven't seen Old Calle for years, but I didn't expect you to still run this Firefly Light. Velia gracefully pulled back her chair and stepped over to the majestic man. "Goliath, what do you want to drink?" Veria smiled as she looked at the man beside her.

"Or Morvet's kiss? Oh, my God. I really don't know why a wild guy would love this cocktail. Could it be that Goliath, you yearn for the legend behind this wine?" said Karenezzi's expression was exaggerated, as if something terrible had happened. But the movements of the hands are not slow, and in a short time a black and white cocktail is concocted.

In the wild history of the main plane, there was once an angel who fell in love with a mortal man named Morvet, and she was deeply attracted by his beauty, but she did not know that the person she loved was a devil from hell.

At the end of the story, the angel learns the identity of Morwit, and instead of the anger of betrayal, she chooses to take a sip of fine wine, and in the affectionate kiss with her lover, the angel falls into hell.

Many years later, when the best bartender on the main plane heard about this beautiful love story, he chose to make his own homage with fine wine, and the Morvet kiss was born, which was popular on the main plane.

Karlenezzi didn't know why the rough man of Goliath was so fond of this fluffy but powerful cocktail, and he had the impression that Goliath seemed to drink only this one in the tavern. Maybe there's an unknown past behind this.

Her slender fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop, her eyes fixed on the stove wrapped in vines, and Vilia, who had not ordered wine, seemed to be waiting for someone.

Kalenezzi was surprisingly flamboyant, and after silently placing the Morwitt kiss in front of Goliath, he retreated to the bar, and Goliath also silently tasted the Morwitt kiss.

As the sun shines through the stained glass windows onto the stove, Mattlanch opens the door that had been closed again, and a soft ray of sunlight shines on her face.

Taking a deep breath and exhaling all the embarrassment he had just had, Mattlanch looked out over the town of Gran.

The Glowlight Tavern is not located in the small town of Gran, but in a treehouse separate from the town. The treehouses, which are connected by a vine bridge between the giant trees, are not inhabited by many people, for the simple reason that the cost of up to ten gold coins a day is enough for many people to weigh whether the gold in their wallets can make them stay for a night. Therefore, it is either rich or expensive to be able to live here.

This made Matlane get into the habit of looking out over the town of Gran when he opened the door, and if there were more guests, he would be able to get a few more silver coins.

But today's situation has disappointed Mattlanch a little, and there are not many adventurers, tourists or travelers from the small town of Gran. That means even fewer people can come to Glowwormlight for a drink.

It's okay, just give yourself a vacation. Matt Lanch's state of mind today is surprisingly good, perhaps because he saw a beautiful half-elf sister.

"Little Ranch, what's going to happen today?" said Kalenezzi's flirtatious voice, which made Matlanch wonder if his boss could be serious.

"Nope. Mattlanch replied angrily.

"Oh, who messed with our sweet little Ranch. A more greasy voice sounded than before, making Matlanch regret why he had to deal with this disgusting boss, and if it weren't for the high salary enough to support his injured father, Matlanch would have quit his job long ago. Of course, if he could save enough for his dowry to marry the guy who lived in the small town of Gran, then Mattlanch wouldn't mind working for a while.

"Good morning Mattlanch, and may the glory of God the Father always shine on you. Matt Lane, who was a little angry because of the boss's flamboyant tongue, suddenly turned around in surprise when he heard the voice behind him, "Mr. Karl, you are here." ”

Carl saw Matlane with a bright smile on his face and smiled slightly, "Yes, I want to come over today to ask for a drink." ”

"You are welcome to come at any time with the light of the fireflies, and the boss just told me that your consumption here will be discounted in the future. yes, boss. Mattlanch dragged out a long tail and glanced defiantly at Kalenezzi.

For his boss, although he hates his frivolity and flamboyant tongue, Matlanch still respects him in his heart. Not just because he was generous to their employees, but also because he was very protective of them. On more than one occasion, Matt Lang saw a drunken customer who wanted to make trouble and flirt with a female clerk who was thrown out by him with a glowworm light.

And just now, Matt Lange said that he wanted to give Carl a discount, and he usually agreed. Although they can't help but laugh and scold them, they don't know that it is not easy for the distressed boss to make money.

Sure enough, Kalenezzi scolded with a smile: "Little Ranch, all the gold coins I just earned from this guy were all given away by you this time. It's really cheap kid. ”

"Old Calle, I thought that with our friendship, I would be able to drink a large glass of Firefly Light for free, but it turned out that it was only a fifty percent discount. Carl and Mattlanch walked into the tavern together, and the door to the tavern closed silently.

"Hi Carl. Velia stopped looking at the fireplace, stood up and turned to Carl with a picturesque smile.

"Hi, Vilia. With a smile in the corner of his eye, Carl whispered Velia's name.

Many times, time passes quickly and is not under anyone's control, but when Vilia's gaze meets Carl's, time seems to stand still in that moment, forever.

"A glass of whiskey. Karl avoided Velia's fiery gaze, ordered a glass of wine, and walked over to Goliath and sat down, "Hey, Goliath, it's been a long time. ”

"Hi Carl. Goliath put down his long-unfinished Mowitt kiss and turned to greet Karl.

Kalenezzi placed a glass of pure whiskey in front of Carl and said to Carl, "Carl, you really are a bastard. A stupid person who doesn't understand the amorous feelings. ”

Seeing that the oily and smooth old Karle actually scolded himself seriously, Carl could only smile helplessly. The matter of feelings, cutting is still messy.

"What is the matter with you coming to us this time, and you still need a plane communication?" Veria was not angry at Carl's evasion, or she was used to Carl doing this.

Hearing Vilia's words, Carl, who had just picked up the wine glass and hadn't drunk it yet, drank all the whiskey in one gulp, and then said to Vilia and Golia, who were looking at him: "I received a commission some time ago. ”

While Carl told Vilia about what had happened to him in the Dwarven Realm, Kalenezzi walked to the tavern and closed the door. Then he said to Matt Lane, who was standing aside, "Little Ranch, go and make two apple pies in the back, and ask for more apples." ”

Knowing that Carl and the others were not discussing something that he could participate in, Matt Lanch obediently walked into the back kitchen to make his own apple pie.

After getting himself a glass of whiskey at the bar, Karenezzi sat down across from Vilia and listened quietly to Carl's story.

"That's pretty much it, I don't think there's anything wrong with the Dwarven King's request. After Carl had told him all about what had happened, he took out two engrams from the spatial ring.

"After contacting you, I received an engram from the Dwarven Kingdom. I took a look at it in advance, and it wasn't the images I saw in Anke City, Moscow, but brand new. ”

As the engram was activated, a gray light and shadow were projected in front of the four of Carl.

In the gray fog where his fingers could not be seen, a dwarf with a crystal mask in hand a tomahawk was carefully searching for something.

"Click. As if stepping on something, the sudden strange noise made the already nervous dwarf even more nervous, and he hurriedly shouted loudly around him, and the surrounding immediately remembered the responses one after another.

Seeing this, Goliath cast an inquiring glance at Karl, who then realized that Goliath did not understand the dwarven language, "He is asking where the other dwarves are?" and those murmurs are a response to this dwarf. ”

Hearing his companion's response, the dwarf in the video appeared even more anxious, his short arms groping in the gray fog, as if trying to determine the location of his companion.

"Looking at the dwarf's behavior, it seems that his companion is close by, why does the voice he just remembered feel very far away. Vilia raised the doubts in her heart.

"Look. Just as Carl was about to answer Velia's question, the dwarf in the image suddenly changed, and the dwarf in the original picture had disappeared, replaced by a dwarf with a rickety body, covered with bone spurs, and red eyes and a hideous face.

The mutant dwarf roared at the engram before the image came to an abrupt halt.

After putting the first engram away, Carl took out the second engram. The same opening, in the gray fog, but here is not a dwarf but a group of dwarves, one of whom is armed with a flaming warhammer.

"The Dwarven Kingdom has made a bloody investment, and even the Holy Flame Warhammer blessed by Muradin, it seems that this gray fog has made the Dwarf Kingdom miserable. Kalenezzi gloated.

Although there was a holy flame warhammer blessed by the main god of the dwarves, the light of the flames could only illuminate a very small part of the surrounding area, and the rest of the place was still shrouded in the unknown fog.

The dwarven squad walked cautiously, and even in the light of the divine flame, everyone's faces were full of nervousness. The slightest noise will cause a commotion in the ranks.

It seems to have entered the depths of the gray fog, and the fog is no longer as ethereal and loose as at the entrance, but somewhat substantial. The Flame Hammer's rays are getting smaller and smaller.

"If you look closely, the next thing is the most critical information recorded in this memory image. Karl reminded.

After following the dwarven team down a flight of stairs, they appear to be in an empty hall. The fog that permeated here seemed to be much lighter than the place just experienced, but the gray fog had turned black.

And after entering the hall, the flames on the Holy Flame Warhammer also changed, and the flames began to become smaller, and there was a feeling that they could be extinguished at any time, which made everyone in the dwarven squad even more nervous.

Suddenly, the dwarf who was walking in front stopped, and then shouted to the dwarf behind him, and the dwarf with the Holy Flame Warhammer hurriedly ran to the front to check the situation.

Five human corpses lay on the ground with broken bodies, and the black and red blood had coagulated on the ground. Judging from the parts of the corpse's hands, it should have been directly cut by the claws and died, and judging from the position of the corpse falling, three of them were directly killed by a blow, and the other two wanted to escape, and then were killed.

"What are they talking about?" said Goliath as he saw the dwarves on the footage who had found human corpses arguing violently.

"It's normal to go deeper into the ruins next. With the exception of the dwarf who wielded the Flame Hammer, all the other dwarves believed that their purpose had been successful, and that they could return to Moscow Anke City to report. But the dwarf with the Flame Warhammer thought that with the Warhammer blessed by Muradin, there was nothing to fear. ”

As Karl helped translate the dwarven language, the image suddenly shook, as if the engram had been thrown to the ground. With a crisp sound, the image in the engram becomes the image of the ground.

Then the dwarves' screams came to mind. The last one left in the engram was a dwarf's terrified gaze, looking at the engram. Then the image went out.

After looking at the engram image, there was a moment of silence in the glowworm's light. Karl leaned back and said to Vilia and Goliath, "According to the Dwarven King, after I left the city of Anke in Moscow, they organized several more expeditions, but the results were not very good. ”

"Moreover, they didn't just ask me as a human being, including the Explorers Guild and the Mercenary Guild, all of which had assignments, and the results were not very good. The five bodies in the second video belong to the Explorers Guild. ”

"These fogs are somewhat like the Soul Eater Mists of Existence and Abyss. Goliath, who had been quiet, spoke.

"Oh, Goliath, you've been to the Abyss, I've not been to that of a plane merchant who has traveled from north to south! How's it there? Are there a lot of ecstatic succubi?" said Kalenezzi.

"I hid in the abyss when I was hunted by the Religious Judgment, but I don't know what layers of the abyss it was. What impressed me the most was that when I entered that abyssal plane, the priest of the ruling that claimed to never give up actually showed a frightened expression, and then left without looking back. ”

Goliath paused and said, "I have encountered many monsters there, the image is very similar to the mutated dwarf that appeared in the image, and there is such a gray mist floating in that abyss, but unlike the gray mist of Kusox City, the mist there can affect people's consciousness, if it wasn't for the fact that my precept power was not completely deprived at that time, then I would definitely sink there now." “

After listening to Goliath's account, both Vilia and Carl pondered. The way Kalenezzi looked at Goliath changed. The purple eyes rolled a few times in their sockets, as if thinking about something.

"Anyway, I'd like to make a trip to Mt. Anderville, and if I can get the news of Julius Caesar's mausoleum, I'm willing to try it out of every possible way. Karl began.

"Well, don't just think about things, it's easy to get hungry. Try the little Ranch's baked apple pie, which is delicious. Carlenezzi took two plates of steaming apple pie from Matlane's hands and placed them in front of the three Karls, "How do you think about eating it?"

After Carl and Vilia looked at each other, Vilia smiled sweetly at Kalenezzi, "Old Calle, why don't you take out your treasured wine?"