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"But seriously, do you really want to go to the Far North with them?" asked Memi.

"Why not?"

"Glenn, do you have a father who is a paladin of Tyre?" Memy rolled over Gülen's chest, "You know what? Your courage and integrity make me wonder, when did a thief from Jaw Harbor have such a thing?"

"What's so strange," said Gülen, "it is a property belonging to a dragon, and I know a thief who once infiltrated a dragon's lair, which ordinary people could not have imagined, and Memi, according to him, the ground of that lair was covered with a dazzling layer of gold, and that lair could fit almost a quarter of a side island." ”

"Dragons still know how to decorate their nests?" said this, and even Mei Mi couldn't help but be intrigued.

"Dragons are far more intelligent than the wisest of men," said Gülen, "but the thief said that the dragon's lair was often covered with a layer of gold because the dragons preferred to pile up gold and silver coins and utensils to make it a comfortable bed that over time would even extend to the edge of the cavern. You know, there are always people who want to try and steal and plunder the gold from the dragon, and the dragon's usual way of doing it is to spew out a scorching dragon fire that is hot enough to melt gold and silver, like lava, and when they melt, they flow everywhere, embedding in crevices and depressions, smoothing the ground. ”

"Sounds really exciting. Memmy slipped off Glenn's body, sat up, lifted the silver jug and poured them two full glasses of light wine, she put her finger on the rim of the glass, which soon began to freeze, a trick she had learned from the Norman Master Gavin. At this point, she felt that both she and Gülen needed a cold drink to cool their heads: "But it's too dangerous—Gülen, you're going to walk back the way you came from—what do you want to do, disguise?"

The thief hesitated, "I don't know the details, but Meimi, I don't think we're going to follow the exact route we had before. ”

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"We're not going to follow exactly the previous route," Carey said, "at least we're not going to cross the whole Highland Normans." ”

A clearly marked parchment map opened between the trio of Cremar, Kerribben and Baldwin, and Kerribben used a dagger to mark the places they were going to pass. "We enter the Partridge Hill from the Pitney Fortress, but we don't go from the Partridge Hill to the Grey Ridge, nor to the Highlands Norman, we go here, and then through the Silvercrown Forest, into the border between the dwarves and the orcs, and then we go past the tail of the Whirring Plains into the Eternal Night Sea. ”

"But if we do, we'll face the most expansive part of the snow cover swamp. Berdwin said. If that happens, they may face the toughest journey ever.

"Compared to the bad guys of the Normans in the Highlands, the snow cover swamp is a little more comfortable. Leona said.

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"But seriously, do you really want to go to the Far North with them?" asked Memi.

"Why not?"

"Gülen. Do you have a father who is a paladin of Tyre?" Memmy rolled over Glenn's chest, "You know what?

"What's so strange," said Gülen, "it's a property belonging to a dragon, and I know a thief." He had once infiltrated the dragon's lair, something that ordinary people could not have imagined, Memi. According to him, the floor of the nest was covered with a layer of dazzling gold, and the nest could fit almost a quarter of the side island. ”

"Dragons still know how to decorate their nests?" said this, and even Mei Mi couldn't help but be intrigued.

"Dragons are far more intelligent than the wisest of men," said Gülen, "but the thief said that the dragon's lair was often covered with a layer of gold because the dragons preferred to pile up gold and silver coins and utensils to make it a comfortable bed that over time would even extend to the edge of the cavern. You know, there are always people who want to try and steal and plunder the gold from the dragon, and the dragon's usual way of doing it is to spew out a scorching dragon fire that is hot enough to melt gold and silver, like lava, and when they melt, they flow everywhere, embedding in crevices and depressions, smoothing the ground. ”

"Sounds really exciting. Memmy slipped off Glenn's body, sat up, lifted the silver kettle on one side and poured them two full glasses of light wine, she stretched out her finger and put it on the edge of the glass, the edge of which soon began to condense with frost, this little trick she had learned from the Norman Gavin mage, at this time, she felt that she and Glenn needed a cold glass of wine to calm their heads: "But it's too dangerous-Glenn, you have to walk back the way you came--what do you want to do, disguise?"

The thief hesitated, "I don't know the details, but Meimi, I don't think we're going to follow the exact route we had before. ”

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"We're not going to follow exactly the previous route," Carey said, "at least we're not going to cross the whole Highland Normans." ”

A clearly marked map of the calf paper was opened between the three of them, Cremar, Kerribben, and Baldwin, and Kerriben used a dagger to mark the places they were going to pass, "We enter the Partridge Hills from the Pitney Fortress, but we do not go from the Partridge Hills to the Grey Ridge, nor to the Normans of the Highlands, we go here, and then through the Silvercrown Forest, into the border between the Dwarves and the Orcs, and then we go past the tail of the Whirring Plains into the Eternal Night Sea." ”

"But if we do, we'll face the most expansive part of the snow cover swamp. If that happens, they could face the toughest journey they've ever had, Berdwin said.

"Compared to the bad guys of the Normans in the Highlands, the snow cover swamp is a little more comfortable. Leona said.

―――――――― duplicates will be updated by 10 a.m. tomorrow.

"But seriously, do you really want to go to the Far North with them?" asked Memi.

"Why not?"

"Glenn, do you have a father who is a paladin of Tyre?" Memy rolled over Gülen's chest, "You know what? Your courage and integrity make me wonder, when did a thief from Jaw Harbor have such a thing?"

"What's so strange about it. Glenn said, "It is a property belonging to a dragon, I know a thief, he once infiltrated the dragon's lair, which is completely unimaginable to ordinary people, Memi, according to him, the ground of the lair is covered with a dazzling layer of gold, and that lair can fit almost a quarter of the side island." ”

"Dragons still know how to decorate their nests?" said this, and even Mei Mi couldn't help but be intrigued.

"Dragons are far more intelligent than the wisest of men," said Gülen, "but the thief said that the dragon's lair was often covered with a layer of gold because the dragons preferred to pile up gold and silver coins and utensils to make it a comfortable bed." Over time, the bed will even extend to the edge of the cavern - you know, there are always people who want to try and steal and plunder its gold from the dragon, and the dragon's usual practice is to spew out a scorching dragon fire that melts gold and silver, like lava, and then flows everywhere, embedding in crevices and depressions. Make the ground flat and smooth. ”

"Sounds really exciting. Memmy slipped off Gülen's body, sat up, lifted the silver jug to the side and poured them two full glasses of light wine, and she held out her finger to place it on the rim of the glass. The rim of the glass soon began to freeze, a trick she had learned from the Norman Master Gavin, and at this point, she felt that both she and Glenn needed a cold drink to calm their heads: "But it's too dangerous—Glenn." You're going to walk back the way you came - what do you want to do, disguise?"

The thief hesitated, "I don't know the details. But Meimi, I don't think we're going to follow the exact route we had before. ”

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"We're not going to follow exactly the previous route," Carey said, "at least we're not going to cross the whole Highland Normans." ”

A clearly marked map of the calf paper was opened between the three of them, Cremar, Kerribben, and Baldwin, and Kerriben used a dagger to mark the places they were going to pass, "We enter the Partridge Hills from the Pitney Fortress, but we do not go from the Partridge Hills to the Grey Ridge, nor to the Normans of the Highlands, we go here, and then through the Silvercrown Forest, into the border between the Dwarves and the Orcs, and then we go past the tail of the Whirring Plains into the Eternal Night Sea." ”

"But if we do, we'll face the most expansive part of the snow cover swamp. If that happens, they could face the toughest journey they've ever had, Berdwin said.

"Compared to the bad guys of the Normans in the Highlands, the snow cover swamp is a little more comfortable. Leona said.

―――――――― duplicates will be updated by 10 a.m. tomorrow.

"But seriously, do you really want to go to the Far North with them?" asked Memi.

"Why not?"

"Glenn, do you have a father who is a paladin of Tyre?" Memy rolled over Gülen's chest, "You know what? Your courage and integrity make me wonder, when did a thief from Jaw Harbor have such a thing?"

"What's so strange," said Gülen, "it is a property belonging to a dragon, and I know a thief who once infiltrated a dragon's lair, which ordinary people could not have imagined, and Memi, according to him, the ground of that lair was covered with a dazzling layer of gold, and that lair could fit almost a quarter of a side island." ”

"Dragons still know how to decorate their nests?" said this, and even Mei Mi couldn't help but be intrigued.

"Dragons are far more intelligent than the wisest of men," said Gülen, "but the thief said that the dragon's lair was often covered with a layer of gold because the dragons preferred to pile up gold and silver coins and utensils to make it a comfortable bed that over time would even extend to the edge of the cavern. You know, there are always people who want to try and steal and plunder the gold from the dragon, and the dragon's usual way of doing it is to spew out a scorching dragon fire that is hot enough to melt gold and silver, like lava, and when they melt, they flow everywhere, embedding in crevices and depressions, smoothing the ground. ”

"Sounds really exciting. Memmy slipped off Glenn's body, sat up, lifted the silver kettle on one side and poured them two full glasses of light wine, she stretched out her finger and put it on the edge of the glass, the edge of which soon began to condense with frost, this little trick she had learned from the Norman Gavin mage, at this time, she felt that she and Glenn needed a cold glass of wine to calm their heads: "But it's too dangerous-Glenn, you have to walk back the way you came--what do you want to do, disguise?"

The thief hesitated, "I don't know the details, but Meimi, I don't think we're going to follow the exact route we had before. ”

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"We're not going to follow exactly the previous route," Carey said, "at least we're not going to cross the whole Highland Normans." ”

A clearly marked map of the calf paper was opened between the three of them, Cremar, Kerribben, and Baldwin, and Kerriben used a dagger to mark the places they were going to pass, "We enter the Partridge Hills from the Pitney Fortress, but we do not go from the Partridge Hills to the Grey Ridge, nor to the Normans of the Highlands, we go here, and then through the Silvercrown Forest, into the border between the Dwarves and the Orcs, and then we go past the tail of the Whirring Plains into the Eternal Night Sea." ”

"But if we do, we'll face the most expansive part of the snow cover swamp. If that happens, they could face the toughest journey they've ever had, Berdwin said.

"Compared to the bad guys of the Normans in the Highlands, the snow cover swamp is a little more comfortable. Leona said.

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