PS: There was a bug in yesterday's chapter, please see [Author's Words] at the end of the chapter for specific corrections.

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"I've heard some rumors about this."

Edward's face became serious, and he warned Fang Jindao: "It seems that someone has already had the idea of currying favor with that lord before, trying to help solve the trouble. Pity...... He was never seen again in the camp since! I suspect that there is a high level of danger that Lord Dargon wants someone to do. I don't recommend you try this unless you have to meet him. ”

"Is it dangerous? I know! ”

Fang Jin nodded and thanked Edward for the reminder.

Although his judgment was the same as Edward's, Fang Jin was still inclined to pay a visit.

Just because other indigenous warriors can't do it doesn't mean they can't do it. What's more, if what the other party wants to do is really very dangerous, Fang Jinda can not help, or delay the time.

The initiative of choice is in his hands!

After leaving Edward's place, Fang Jin visited Percy and Gary one after another. Knocked on the side, and asked about the gold-level mage Dargon. Knowing that the other party was just not very willing to take care of things, rarely showed up, had no other negative comments, and was not a person with a strange temper or tyrannical nature, Fang Jin finally made a decision.

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A quarter of an hour later, Fang Jin knocked on the relatively luxurious courtyard in the center of the camp.

With a fluttering sound, a cute black owl flew out from behind the door, looked Fang Jin up and down, there was obvious doubt in his brown eyes, and asked in a tired tone of obvious lack of sleep, "Who are you?" ”

It's too late! The owl is talking!

If it was on the earth in the old civilization era, I am afraid that this scene would not be able to scare people fiercely.

However, in the apocalypse, where anything can happen, and even in Twilight, the source of magic, everything seems very normal. What's more, when Fang Jin was invited to the He'an base before, he had received the promise and protection of the No. 0682 black businessman. At that time, the black merchant became an owl.

Fang Jin, who had watched him complete the change, was not surprised by this talking owl.

He said politely: "I am an Oriental who has just been exiled to the Serero Islands, named Fang Jin, and I want to visit Master Dargon. ”

"Oh~ So you're the new guests in the camp, no wonder I've never seen you." The owl's news turned out to be unexpectedly well-informed.

However, even after confirming Fang Jin's identity, the owl still had no intention of letting go.

It waved its wings and said with a little impatience: "Master Master is busy and doesn't want to entertain outsiders, please go back." Next time I visit in the evening, I'll be busy resting during the day. ”

Sure enough, this is the result.

Before Fang Jin opened his mouth, he guessed that there might be such a scene. Seeing that the owl was showing signs of driving away, he hurriedly said, "I heard that Lord Darkon is looking for someone to help with something. I don't know, can I work for adults? ”

"You want to help?"

The owl suddenly came to his senses, looked at Fang Jin scrutinically, and said, "If that's the case, I can help you report it." It's just that your strength ......?"

Obviously, it is a little unoptimistic about Fang Jin's ability.

"Don't rush just yet." Being despised by an owl may be a little angry if someone else changes, but Fang Jin doesn't care. He stopped the owl, which was about to turn around and fly into the house, and said, "Why don't you tell me about what Lord Dargon is going to do?" If I think I can do it, it's not too late for you to report it. If not, you can disturb Lord Darkon one less time, what do you think? ”

"That's right."

The owl tilted his head and thought for a while, agreed to Fang Jin's proposal, and said to him: "Actually, there is nothing complicated, that is, the master has some valuable things, and when he broke through and moved here from the old camp, he hurriedly stayed in place. If you can, I hope you can dive into the ruins of the old Spirit Star Lake camp and retrieve the items left by your master. ”

Looking for something?

Fang Jin breathed a sigh of relief, from the owl's mouth, this task did not sound difficult, and it was not responsible, it was just a matter of running legs.

But is that really the case......

He turned his mind around a few times and asked, "Are the ruins of the Old Spirit Star Lake camp dangerous?" I've heard that it was breached by an army of evil beasts not long ago. Could it be that there are still evil beasts entrenched there? ”

The owl's wings flapped and said leisurely, "The army of evil beasts generally does not stay in one place. But what is certain is that there must be some evil beasts left on the ruins of the old camp. As for the specifics, I can't tell you. So, what was your decision? ”

"Go!"

Fang Jin weighed it and said to the owl: "Please go and inform Lord Dargon, just say that I am willing to help him with this matter." ”

The owl simply dropped a sentence and waited here, slammed the door shut, turned and flew into the depths of the house.

It took a full five minutes for the closed door to reopen.

The owl tilted his head at Fang Jin, motioned to follow, and led him into the courtyard of this gold-level mage.

From the outside of the courtyard alone, this simple building has nothing to do with luxury, and the area will not exceed 100 square meters. But in fact, after entering the house, Fang Jin found that there was a hole inside.

The empty and soaring roof, the luxurious crystal chandeliers, the oil paintings full of otherworldly styles, the carving of the head of a bear monster, the study in the hall and the meditation room are well divided......

It can only be said that he is worthy of being a gold-level mage of the twilight plane.

In what Fang Jin saw and heard in the last days, the folding space in his magic spire could be compared to the house in front of him.

After patiently waiting on the chair in the living room for a few minutes, a middle-aged mage in a gray robe who looked a little shrunken and withdrawn walked in from outside the living room.

Seeing that Fang Jin immediately got up and saluted, the middle-aged mage moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something and greet the guests who came to visit, but in the end he still failed to complete such a difficult task.

He could only give up on himself with a dry cough, put on a Mu Ran expression that he was most familiar with, and nodded coldly.

"Like...... This one is not easy to deal with. ”

Looking at the behavior of the golden-rank mage in front of him who refused to be thousands of miles away, Fang Jin was faintly stunned in his heart, and said stubbornly: "That's the case, I'm an oriental professional who has just arrived in this camp......

He repeated what he had said to the owl earlier, including a brief introduction of himself and his intention to visit.

"Would you like to take a trip to the ruins of the old camp and help me retrieve my lost belongings?"

Dargon looked at him coldly, and asked noncommittally after half a ring: "We should have never had a friendship before, and you just came to the camp." If you're so positive, do you want me to help with something? ”

It was seen.

Fang Jin simply stopped hiding it and confessed: "What Lord Dalgon said is right, the reason why my two friends and I came here is because I heard that there was the glow of soul tears here not long ago. I don't know, do adults know about the Tears of the Soul? ”