Due to women's antipathy for rats, Kurgal doesn't want to get too close to the Dead Rat Gang. When she arrives at the hut where the rats are hidden, the long-sleeved and danceable Kael takes her place. The female mage admired him for being able to call a brother with a shy face and a guy who looked so obscene, and mingle.

If you rely on Karacha's abilities completely, you can barely achieve similar results, but you are too tired and too wronged yourself!

"That's it, this gray-black substance is as cold as ice and as hard as rock, but it can still be forged. There was a dwarf named Prico Hammerstone who first used it to create magical weapons, armor and even accessories......!

"Very well, as long as you are obedient. Whether it's Luskan or the Northlands, you can all be protected by the Arcane Brotherhood. Impatiently, she made an empty promise to set off immediately in search of Black Ice.

She had a hunch that the true power of that thing would be very powerful, far beyond the imagination of those who did not know magic.

The drow assassin Schalke suddenly listened: "It seems to ...... Somebody is coming. ”

As soon as the words fell, a lewd man who was half-standing and half-sitting on the windowsill suddenly burst open, and blood and brains splattered everywhere.

A silver arrow "ding" fell to the ground, and everyone looked at each other.

The "thin man" at the head suddenly woke up and shouted: "There is an enemy!"

"Strange. The Drow Assassin said with interest: "His head was clearly behind the wall just now, and looking at the direction of the arrow's flight, could it be that it could not penetrate the wall?"

He knocked on the wooden wall curiously: "It's not broken...... Ahh

Another arrow pierced through the wall in front of the Drow Assassin, and he dodged with his head sharply, a bloody streak on his face.

The scene brought back distant memories of Kurgal, when she was still locked in a petri dish, watching the red-robed mages be shot down one by one by cold arrows that appeared out of thin air.

"It's ...... The magic archery skills of the Supreme Forest Elf Scout!" she remembered the introduction she had heard, it was said that the elves borrowed the energy of the fairy wilderness to directly cross space, and his knockoffs could only penetrate woodwork.

"Wooden walls and tables are useless, they can only be blocked with iron!" she shouted. The Dead Rat Gang, who was hiding under the table and the bottom of the cabinet, were stunned when they heard this.

The door slammed open, and Kurgal saw the damned paladin retract from her slamming position, illuminated by the reflection of the snow outside. A dwarf beside her, equally armed, but wider, fatter and more hideous, let out an earth-shattering roar and raised his axe, two bloodshot eyes glaring at Kurgal, the caster.

"Wait!" Darkness suddenly enveloped the room, and Kurgal heard a voice from the stairs say, "Don't shout and kill at every turn, you are more fierce than the Holy Knight." ”

"First of all, I am a paladin, secondly I am justice and law, and finally, killing such a race is not murder!" she pursed her lips when she heard Mina's voice speak aloud, and an inexplicable impulse surged over her.

"The breasts are not big, but the tone is not small!" she heard her own voice say, "It's okay to kill, but what about the evidence?"

"Kurgal, I knew you were in the same nest as this rat. Come out and die!"

She distinctly heard a somewhat familiar voice outside.

Then there was a click, and a small pebble that emitted a strong light was thrown in, dispelling the darkness in the room. Kurgal knew that it must have been the priest of the sun god who had done a good thing.

The red-eyed dwarf was already panting, feeling where she was, looking for her with a hideous expression.

The Bard lay on the ground, and the Drow Assassin dangled in the air with a lamp.

Mina wielded a silver spear and stabbed at the red-haired man in the captain's uniform standing on the stairs.

The loud sound of "dang" is followed by a continuous "chirping" sound of metal rubbing. Everyone else covered their ears, except for the Drow Assassin, who still hung in the air with a twisted expression.

The snow and ice on the outdoor eaves "fluttered" and fell below.

The sword light in the man's hand turned suddenly, and with a "snort", the head of Mina's spear fell to the ground.

"Good marksmanship, but unfortunately the weapons are not very good. ”

Mina snorted coldly, gritted her teeth, pursed her lips, and abandoned her gun and drew her sword.

"Stop! I'll throw in the towel!" shouted the man who clearly had the upper hand, "I'm Captain Kurt of Luskan, can you stop fighting while I'm here?"

Captain Coulter!I didn't expect that group of rats to be able to catch this line? The female mage was surprised: this is one of the five great captains from the City of Thousand Sails, the Sin City of Luskan!

The real problem is that the five captains were all controlled by the Arcane Brotherhood behind the scenes, and they only got rid of the magical plague and truly became the rulers of Luskan. Although the Arcane Brotherhood, which is trying to rebuild now, has not really clashed with them, there is bound to be a battle for territory and profit!

And the minions who betrayed their original masters always had the strongest backlash.

The man, who couldn't tell his age, and was rumored to be a half-elf, saw Mina retreat, nodded with a smile, and also put his sword into the sheath.

It's just that the dwarves are still glaring at Kurgal, ready to burst out and slash at any moment.

A soft music sounded, and the dwarf's expression calmed down. It gave the poet one last glance and walked out the door.

"Hmph, congratulations on finding a better master than the Arcane Brotherhood. Seeing that it was useless to say more, Kurgal also planned to leave.

It's just that for some reason, when she walked out into the street, she deliberately straightened her chest, twisted her waist, and walked condescendingly past Mina.

Unfortunately, the road was slippery in the snow, and her center of gravity was unstable, and she almost fell into the snowdrift in front of her. The poet grabbed her.

"Ah, thank you. ”

Mina gave a light high-five, and turned to leave. The snowdrift in front of Kurgal made a noise and shook to his feet.

It turned out to be a man disguised as a snowdrift covered in a white animal skin, and his face was covered with camouflage paint and mud charcoal, which was basically the same color and tone as the snowdrift that melted with the mud after clearing the snow.

He doesn't have any reflective objects on him, and his bow and wrench are matte.

Unexpected people appeared here.

"——————!!!" Kurgal opened his mouth and was speechless.

"Now it's time for us to escort Silverstream back to the Dwarven Valley, let's go. Mossad. ”

"Ah, okay. But you can't swoop your head anymore. ”

Mina, the dwarf, and the human man walked away.

".................." Kurgal's thinking seemed to stop completely.

"Long time no see, Chen-" The human seemed to suddenly remember that Kurgal was here, turned around and said hello, in Chinese with a straight voice: "Kurgal, long time no see." ”

It wasn't too long, just nearly a thousand days. Kurgal thought.

She brushed her sideburns with her fingers and peeked at him stupidly.

She is not young anymore, and her appearance can only be said to be average, mainly relying on makeup and mature charm.

Her nose was slightly red from the cold, her lips were warm and rosy, and her black eyes were full of surprise and joy like a little girl.

His eyes had dimmed, his beard was unkempt, he looked haggard, and Kulgal had never known that a man could be sloppy like this.

Only his hands, still the same as before, were cleanly washed, with slight marks left by wearing a wrench finger guard, and his nails were carefully cut short.

Kurgal suddenly felt very distressed.

He glanced at the poet who was holding Kurgal, glanced upstairs, and left.