The cacophony of the tavern discouraged her from looking at the dancing maidens and women, but she really didn't know where else she could get rid of the musty smell of the dungeon for a while.

"Hey, why did you only drink this little bit today?"

The boy she met outside the gate just now greeted her, squeezed through the crowd, and came to her side.

"A glass of rum first."

Sitting down, the young man lowered his eyes, his eyelashes were long, and they seemed to have some sparkling light.

"My sister helped me make a coat, and in less than a month, it will be snowing, and the dungeon will only get colder and colder every year."

Lin Jin'er knew through the information that these guards of the elf clan would let those prisoners of the Dark Pattern Clan go to the mountains and forests to cut wood in previous years, and because of this, there would be prisoners escaping every year. The dwarven patrols are punished to varying degrees every year for this.

"No, it's just that the wine in this jug can't hold a day."

"You usually drink too much, you always have to keep some money, otherwise you really stay here for the rest of your life like Binlu and don't marry a wife?"

It's strange that his gender hasn't changed when he crosses over, so why does this teenager named Gorko think he is a man?

"I haven't thought about my future plans yet, and if I can't leave if I want to go now, it's better to drink more wine and have better time."

"Have you heard, it seems that this year's Darkveins have invited an amazing witch to hide in the Elves. We're having a hard time. ”

Lin Jin'er quickly recalled in her mind, and there seemed to be no description of this incident in the information. Could it be that in addition to being a guard, he has to be involved in some inexplicable incident?

"Haven't witches been hunted by dragons all the time? Moreover, witches and dragons do not belong to our continent. ”

Before Lin Jin'er could ask, she was snatched up by a woman in the tavern.

"Tina, I heard you hate dragons very much?"

"Indeed, I hate not only dragons, but also witches."

Gorko smiled faintly, "That's why you live here, otherwise you would really live with a bad mood every day." ”

"But I hate the Darkstripes too."

Speaking of the Dark Pattern Clan, Lin Jin'er also saw a lot of information from the script, this time the information is very complete, not only why the various races are fighting, but also the temperament and character of each race, the characteristics of foreign trade, including the geographical divisions of each race, are clearly written, and the map is also intimately attached.

"The Dark-Striped Clan is indeed hateful, although the Dragon Clan has been oppressing the witch because of its long lifespan and strong physique, but didn't the witch also curse the Dragon? But the Darkweave Clan tortured and killed the already weak dwarves and some elven children who had not grown up for no reason. ”

"You're not right to say that, Gorko."

A piercing and hoarse sound sounded like a fingernail scratching glass, which made people feel uncomfortable to hear.

"The dragon clan first occupied the witch's moonlight forest, and I heard that they also killed several witches' descendants, so that the witches cursed the dragon clan, you know, although the witches have a long lifespan, but after all, they are rare, and the dragon clan is just a witch spirit spring that covets the moonlight forest."

"Binlu, how can you still believe these stories that have been proven to be just a few drunken drunks who have been proven to be drunk for a long time?"

After a few giggles, the short, thin old man smiled, "Am I not a drunk?" ”

Tina saw that the people around her were getting more and more confused, and she didn't want to talk nonsense with them, so she smiled and retreated.

At this time, the little old man with small eyes whispered again.

"In my opinion, this Tina might be a witch."

At this time, Lin Jin'er and Gorko's faces were shocked, and they hurriedly reached out to cover Binlu's mouth.

"Are you crazy, Tina, though she is a money junkie, has helped us a lot, and if your words reach the ears of some reckless fool, she'll be finished."

The young man's eyes were full of anxiety, and at this point, Lin Jin'er deduced that this young man must be a good person.

"If you don't say it, it's just." The old man took advantage of Lin Jin'er's distraction with a hippie smile and drank the rest of her beer, although she actually didn't like to drink, but the information was clearly written that she was also an alcoholic, so she had to pretend to grab his collar and curse, and then ordered a glass.

"You drink less, it's almost time to go, the Darkstripe will come out to move when it's dark, and the night is not our battlefield."

"Well, Binlu, will you stay in the tavern for the night, or will you go back with us?"

Lin Jin'er remembered that the tall elf clan said before he came out that if he was drunk, he must carry it back.

"I'm not going back, winter has just begun, it's much warmer here, and there are beautiful women around, so why go back to that rat hole-like place."

The two men stopped persuading, raised the wooden cup and drank the wine inside, and then went back to the damp dungeon with their shoulders crossed.

"It's just right to come back, just now Ikart was scratched by a few prisoners on the third floor, and half of his arm was corroded when he saw it, one of you took her post, and one of you sent him to the medicine lady for medicine."

Lin Jin'er panicked in her heart, it turned out that the prisoners on the lower three floors were so terrifying, and they could still scratch the guards through the cage, fortunately, she knew these things now, otherwise who knew if she would have been scratched and her face felt so good-looking.

"Will you take him or will I go?" Gorko asked.

"Go ahead, be careful on the road, and if you don't have enough time, don't come back, it's going to get dark soon."

The boy nodded his head in acknowledgment of concern, and then disappeared around the corner in a few steps.

Lin Jin'er walked slowly to the bottom three floors, and after greeting a few unfamiliar faces, the dwarf patrol stepped forward to salute, did not speak, and led her straight to the end.

"Lord Lindsaydra, this is the area that Lord Icatart is responsible for."

After saying that, the dwarves hurried away, it seems that these dwarves are indeed the lowest races, and they are also very weak.

Looking at the already blackened bell on the wall, and the few cells not far away that couldn't see the situation clearly, Lin Jin'er strengthened her courage and walked slowly towards the nearest one, and kept a safe distance from the cell door.

-Ha! Hiss.

After only a few steps, Lin Jin'er was almost frightened by a strange scream in her ears and died on the spot. After calming down a little, she raised her eyelids, ready to see what the Darkstripe Clan, who was about to meet her every day, looked like.

This glance made her not able to eat much for the next week. If she had known about this consequence at the time, she would have regretted it.