The author has something to say: If new readers have doubts when reading the beginning, they can open the work of "The Sage", which has written about the identity and general situation of the protagonist.

Don't ask me why I didn't display all the information sheets of the protagonists, this is a novel, not a running group, and the mysteries have to be revealed one by one to be interesting, and isn't it boring to see the beginning and know the end?

Also: The text is 4,000 words, and no more than 500 words do not count points, so rest assured that these prefaces will not be counted.

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The carriage had no windows, but there was constant fresh air and a cool breeze blowing across everyone's faces, probably another magic instrument that was "put to good use" by the dwarves, and the Daughter of Love began to sleep when the carriage began to move slowly, she was as sleepy as a baby, which also confirmed the judgment of the caster in another way, Leona reclined on the other side, with a piece of snow bear fur on her lap, and Berdwin, Glenn was playing cards, and the elf could see that Glenn was cheating two out of three, and Leona's gold coins jingled in his bag, but so what, Leona didn't care, and Glenn didn't care—if that would ease the thief's heartstrings of desolation and hatred, Perrant didn't care, but it was Cremar's folded astrolabe that caught his attention.

"This is Ilda's?"

The soul of the other world nodded, the astrolabe was well maintained, even if it was not in the sun, but under the illumination of fluorite, the warm light it emitted was still like amber, and then there were a lot of fully equipped chess pieces, Kerry was sitting opposite Cremar, he was keenly aware that the young half-elf was in an inexplicable dazed and wandering, but this situation, not only in humans, but also in the elves, all they needed was a conversation, a comfort and a little enlightenment.

"Playing chess alone seems to be uninteresting. Kerry said suddenly.

The black-haired spellcaster, who was taking out the Rose Compass, paused, "So how are we going to play?"

"Just bet on the pieces you draw," said Kerribben, "and whoever can draw more than five pieces at a time will be able to ask a question." ”

"It seems to be very interesting. The druid smiled, "You can ask what happened to Kerry Ben when he first drank." ”

"Hey!" cried Kerry, apparently not something to be proud of.

- I have a question for Kerryben, the soul of the other world said to the lich, help me, count me as owing you once.

- You owe me enough, the lich said sarcastically.

"What do you want?" asked Kerryben. One side will open the astrolabe.

"Fish bar. Said the soul of the other world.

"Then I'm a bird. Carey Ben said.

The Otherworldly Soul and Kerry put their hands into the dark layer containing many chess pieces at the same time, and each pulled out a round chess piece, and the elven ranger spun the chess pieces, but before he could look at it with his eyes, he groped for the pattern on the chess pieces with his fingertips: "Bird." He smirked, "What about you?"

"Birds. The soul of the other world said, "It seems that this time you will go first." ”

Kerry placed his finger on the needle of the compass, and with a flick of it, the brass hand spun rapidly, and when it slowly stopped, the elf dropped a chess piece in the direction it had set.

They took dozens of steps in turn, and the pieces only occupied less than a tenth of the board, but before the lich could give instructions, the spirit of the other world had already proposed six pieces at a time. He took the lead in victory, but Kerry didn't look unhappy, on the contrary, he simply nodded his astrolabe: "Very well, my friend," he said, "you won, what do you want to ask? May you ask me what happened the second time I drank?"

- It's the black whistle, the lich said smirkedly.

The soul of the other world raised his head, he looked into Kerryben's eyes, under the pink fluorite light, the color of the eyes that were originally like blue sky and clear water deepened, it looked like a winter taiga, it was a deep and rich dark green, this color can not only make people feel the joy of life, but also make people inevitably afraid of the harshness of deep winter, "I want to ask Fenway." ”

Kerryben's smile involuntarily brought a bitterness, "Why did you suddenly think of him?"

"I watched him die," the soul of the other world could recall that time even if he didn't close his eyes—to be exact, Fenway was the first person he had been on this plane with true murderous intent and revenge...... Perhaps Fenway didn't think so, and after discovering that Fenway was the culprit of the disaster, the souls of the other world didn't think so, and the moment Ilda's head rolled off his shoulder was his eternal nightmare, and he whispered to the dying Fenway that the news of Ilda's death was often interspersed - he was not guilty, he could stand in front of the walls of Kranvo, the god of death, a thousand times, ten thousand times, a hundred million times to tell Fenway how his stupidity and greed killed the elf who loved him and the one he loved the most: " His sins are unforgivable, aren't they?"

Kerryben furrowed his eyebrows, he didn't understand why Cremar was asking him for confirmation today, what affected him?Maybe he should have asked the dwarven priest to treat him again, he could almost see that the evil forces belonging to Medusa were pushing the black-haired spellcaster into an emotional predicament, and the elves confirmed that it was none other than Cremar who told Fenway that Ilda was dead, but it was none other than Cremar, but exactly, if the person standing in front of Fenway was not Cremar but him, he would do the same- Wherever Fenway's soul goes—if he hadn't been completely consumed by the fire of negative energy—the walls of the City of Lamentations, or the Devil's cage, or the storm shattered in the Plains of Mourning, he should know how beautiful and precious he has destroyed.

Maybe Cremar felt guilty about this?Carey thought, but it was completely unnecessary, everything he did was right, and the Elven Ranger's heart involuntarily softened, although he had been warned not to interfere too much in Cremar's life, but he never felt that it was necessary to let the entire young half-elf carry a heavy burden because of his pure good heart, and it was best not to let him think like this in the first place.

"Of course," Carey said categorically, "Fenway's crimes are unforgivable." ”

"Because he made a deal with the devil," murmured the spirit of the other world, "but he may have been misled, or deceived, or he could have been involuntarily ...... the beginning."

"Facts speak louder than all words," said the Elven Ranger, "who has almost ruined the entire Grey Ridge." ”

"Well," the otherworldly spirit asked, "what if nothing had happened before that—before he had harmed anyone. ”

"You have not seen the devil or the devil," said the elf, "he was wrong at the beginning, like an ink-stained parchment, nay, worse than that, for the filth cannot be washed away by any magic or knife." The elf flicked the pointer on the compass, "His demise is his final and most deserving end." ”

"I thought sins could be atoned. ”

"So what do you think he can do to atone for the sins he has committed against Ilda?" said Kerryben to the point.

Instead of answering, the Otherworldly Spirit lowered another flag: "Then do you think he compares to a lich......"

"Well," Kerry thought back, as if they had only recently encountered one Lich, or the Lich's Defeat, "and it's hard for me to answer," he said. The two cannot be compared at all, the Lich is the evil of evil, if Fenway is just a worm crawling under the claws of the devil, then the Lich is the embodiment of the bottomless abyss, you didn't see with your own eyes how Lev prepared those sacrifices, right, but I can tell you that to become a Lich, in addition to the wealth that can make a dragon tremble, all it takes is countless lives and souls," he looked at Cremar with a little reproach: " You should know more than any of us that your mentor, his wife and unborn child, their death and misfortune were brought about by an evil lich. Perhaps thinking it too harsh, the Elven Ranger slowed his tone again: "Remember what I said to you at Cape Fortress? You can be a good person by nature, but remember that your mercy should be given to those who deserve your favor and forgiveness - if there is anything in this plane that can never be forgiven, except for the undead and their messengers, there are probably demons and demons...... Cremar?"

"I'm sorry. The black-haired spellcaster said.

Kerry Ben was slightly stunned.

"I ...... I see what you mean, but I ...... I just wanted an answer. Cremar whispered. And I've gotten it.

...... The silence at this point was unbearable, and Kerry had a vague feeling that he had done something wrong, but he couldn't find the problem anyway.

“...... Then ......" The elf, who finally decided to end the whole topic, lowered his head and hurriedly glanced at the astrolabe: "It seems that it is my turn to ask questions." He delicately raised five chess pieces.

He waited deliberately for a while, until he saw a look of confusion in the eyes of the black-haired spellcaster, "What kind of bird is on this chess piece you carved?" he looked at the chess piece, "like a white-feathered cold bird without legs." ”

"This one. "The soul of the other world said: "QQ employees. ”

The name sounded like a nickname rather than a formal scientific name, and the elf looked skeptical, "Is it special?"

"Well, it can be used for communication," said the spirit of the other world, "but it will chase you up or something...... If you don't use it for a while, you'll still be missing......"

"It's kind of incredible. "I've never seen a bird like this," Perrante said. ”

Because they are on another plane, said the souls of the other world.

- It's a bit of a shame that the lich said that the answer we got wasn't promising, was it?

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Twenty dwarves accompanied the carriage along the Dragon's Tail Tunnel in the Black Hole, singing songs along the way, the problem was that although the Dragon's Tail Tunnel was one of the fastest roads through the Dragon's Back Mountains, it still required a full day's trek by twelve ponies pulling the carriage, but it was better than thirty days or more of having to cross the Dragon's Back Mountains, and there were no blizzards or hurricanes in the tunnels, and the only stone monsters to be wary of, the caveman barbarians and Medusa, had been driven and killed, and nothing happened during the journey. When the men in the carriage were finally able to get out of the carriage, they were surprised to find that the snow-covered Dragon's Back Mountains had been left behind them, and Leona looked at the back of the carriage, there were no roads or flat land, only steep mountain walls, and they did not know where they had come from.

"That's all we have to say. One of the dwarves said, "We're going back, friend." ”

"Where's the carriage?" asked Berdwin.

"Both the carriage and the pony are gifts," said the dwarf, "thank you for driving away the enemy for us." ”

"Thanks," Perrante said, "is exactly what we need." ”

The dwarf winked at him, "May the stars shine on your path." He said in the elves' favorite farewell words.

"And the flame in your furnace will never cease to flourish. Perrant said, and then he turned away, the dwarves had not hidden the secret of the Dragontail Tunnel from him, but if he watched them leave, then the secret might not be a secret anymore.

Glenn patted the pony and was the first to open the trunk of the carriage, "Wait," he shouted, "Are the dwarves gone?"

"What?" said Perrante, "is there anything wrong with the carriage?"

"There should be nothing wrong with the carriage," Perrante stared at the "thing" in the trunk, "This is the problem." He reached out and grabbed the dwarf out.

The dwarf curled up in the hands of a thief like a frightened mole.

"Why are you here!?" Leona asked, "Shouldn't you wait at the dwarves to return to the Dragonfire Islands?"

"I ...... I...... I ......" the dwarf stammered, "I think...... I'm still ...... And, and, with you...... Than, better than ......"

"Someone threatened you?" Perrante asked.

"No, uh, yes, yes, someone threatened me. The dwarf said, a pair of cunning eyes rolling around.

"He's lying. The thief said.

Perrante sighed.

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"The dwarf is gone?" asked Valentine, the old dwarf.

"It's in the box. Collapse said happily.

Valentine scratched his beard, of course, he didn't mean to break the contract, after all, the goods, oh no. You can't blame the dwarves for entrusting the "items" to run away, but the dwarves are not willing to pity and protect a thief.

Many humans may mistake Crash for a dwarf with intellectual problems, but no, he's just young, which makes him much more free to do as he pleases than the older dwarves - the dwarf mistakenly thinks Crash will be an easy object to be impressed and persuaded to sneak into Crash's cavern and steal a blueprint that he thinks is important.

"What will that drawing end up with?" asked Valentine, unconcerned. The most precious thing for dwarves is not the drawings, but the minds and hands.

"A metal golem. Collapse said.

"What kind?" asked the old dwarf, who knew a lot about Collapse.

"Make fried doughnuts," Honkai said excitedly, "make a hundred at a time." (To be continued.) )