Tarrant looked at the blacksmith curiously, "What are you going to do?"

Hesse walked over to the counter and took out a small rectangular box from the drawer on one side, "With this, although I have never seen it, it is indeed more powerful than zirconium crystal, it was forwarded to me by a black marketeer the other day, he said that it was found from an extremely dangerous place, so it is very rare, this metal is of good texture, suitable for crafting equipment, but it is such a small piece, using it to repair the scars of your armor can make the armor level on the chest stronger." ”

"Oh?" Tarrant walked over to the counter, a metal that worked better than zirconium crystals, he had only seen once in the nest of the Psicosucker.

The blacksmith opened the small box, a jet-black piece of metal.

It looks the same, Tarrant took the metal block, it was heavy, and the density was about the same as that in that place, there was no doubt that it was it, but it shouldn't be in this place, Tarrant asked, "Do you know that black market merchant?"

The blacksmith smiled and replied, "No, that's not the point, what I'm going to tell you is that the energy possessed by this metal is real, you don't have to worry about that." ”

"I'm afraid it's running out of energy, Hether," Tarrant closed the lid and handed it back to the blacksmith. The Underworld is dangerous, but the metal is not rare.

"What do you mean?" Heser's eyes widened, "I've seen its magic, more powerful than zirconium crystals. ”

"I don't doubt that the black marketeer must have brought this thing in the evening. ”

"Black marketeers show up at night, Tarrant, have you ever seen this metal?"

"I once used eight pieces, it is called Xun Iron, it is a unique metal in the underground world, the energy is higher than zirconium crystals, but you can't see the sun, otherwise it will ......"

"What would have happened otherwise?" Heether took out the metal block and looked at it, his expression gradually changing from a smile to surprise, "It's ......"

Tarrant nodded sympathetically, "It's become an ordinary piece of iron. ”

"I've been deceived!" Heser angrily threw the iron back into the drawer, "that despicable mouse, I'm going to catch him and send him to jail!"

"If you find him, tell me first, this metal is not so easy to get your hands on, and it may involve more hidden secrets", Tarrant patted Heser on the shoulder soothingly, "Can I come and get my armor in the afternoon?"

The blacksmith stared at the drawer, his whole body immersed in chagrin, "If this metal can hold energy, it will definitely make excellent equipment, hey......"

"Equipment made of Xun Iron can only be used in the Underworld, or", Tarrant held up the silver candlestick next to him, "make a candlestick out of it." ”

"It's a pity that I can't raise your armor level", Hether closed the drawer, "I'll fix your armor now, you can come and get it in the afternoon", he picked up a bundle of dry wood from the corner and threw it into the furnace, and the fire burst out.

"I'm sorry for you. Find out that black marketeer again remember to inform me", Tarrant walked out of the blacksmith shop, he thought to himself, this piece of iron should not be an accident, the appearance of underground metal means that there is a certain connection between the underground world and the surface world, and the black marketeer is only the middleman of the chain of interests.

While in Watttown, Adrian mentions the Cloak of the Treewood, where the druid master, Sgoll, was brain-sucked by the Squirt, and his cloak later appeared in Syant, perhaps the two things were the same. It is incomprehensible that they should sacrifice the interests of the entire terrestrial world for the sake of their own meager interests, which is pathetic to the limit of ignorance and selfishness.

Tarrant got into a carriage and headed to the borough, he still had one important thing to do, he informed Mark of the agency of the Watt Town Spirit Sucker Lair, and they needed to clear the lair again. The teleportation station can't go directly to Watt Town, and it will take a long time to get from Nai'an Town, so it will have to be handed over to someone else to do it.

Coming to Sanctuary Light, Tarrant went straight to Ryan's office, this time he skipped the step of knocking on the door, and continued to walk forward with the door, as a result, he stuck his whole face on the office door, the door was locked, and Ryan was not there.

The sooner Mark was informed of the news, the better, without waiting, Tarrant had to find someone to go to Watt Town now, he looked at the group members walking by, most of them looked busy, and seemed to have their own tasks to complete, and he thought of Nikola, the old priest, this drudgery might have left his bones to suffer.

The best candidates were younger, able to adapt to physical wear and tear, and had some fighting ability, and Tarrant found that this problem was not easy to solve, and he paced small steps, trying to think of which friend would help him, and he was an idler.

A name popped up, Taylor, the idler who worked at the teleporter, and Tarrant headed for the teleporter.

Sure enough, Taylor sat in his place, holding a pipe and reveling in the tobacco, he was the most fashionable and quiet teleporter at the Siant Teleporter, and the mages around him were busy nervously.

Tarrant smiled at him, "Taylor, you're dressed like you're going to a prom today. ”

Hearing this compliment, Taylor's eyes narrowed, "Really, I still think that the cuff of the sleeve needs to be modified, and it has to be trimmed with gold to look good", he took his pipe, stretched out his sleeve and shook it, "See, the style of the sleeve is a little old." ”

"If you don't think your clothes are fashionable, then we knights are antiques, iron shells that never change. ”

"Haha, that's funny, you're the heroes of Redstone, and that's enough to attract the attention of pretty girls, while I, a down-and-out teleporter with a pipe, can only get through glossy clothes. ”

"It's not hard to be a hero, I have a chance in my hands," Tarrant said with a mysterious smile.

"Come on, the effort is proportional to the gain, I understand this truth, I want to be a hero, and I want to live more", Taylor took a long puff of cigarette, and after some brewing, spit out a standard smoke ring.

"Okay, let me explain, I've been investigating the incident of the Psic, and Watt Town, there happens to be a nest of Psivac, you know that, right?"

"So you're telling me to deal with the Spirit Suckers? I don't have time, don't you see I'm busy?" Taylor tapped his pipe in contentment, "Would you like to try the best tobacco from Comohe?"

Tarrant was a little impatient with this guy's numbness, and he suppressed his feelings, "If you want to be a hero, you just need to go to Watt Town, and tell their sheriff that there is another solution to the mechanism of the Soul Sucking Monster's Lair." ”

"What mechanism?"

"Open the mechanism of the secret room and activate it in the opposite way", to him, Tarrant did not intend to reveal any key details, he emphasized: "Just teleport over and tell the sheriff what I just said, and the sheriff will thank you for your contribution." ”

"It's as simple as that?" Taylor finally faltered.

"Yes, there is no danger, just go and say a word, maybe you can still get in the newspaper for it, and the girls will fall in love with you. ”

"Hahaha", Taylor took a puff of his cigarette and snuffed out the cigarette, "Since it's for the spirit sucking monster, I'll help you, is this matter urgent?"

"Go now," Tarrant pointed to a beautiful girl in the distance, "In the future, when you see such a girl, you can go up and tell her 'I am a hero of Serenso, a warrior who has contributed to people's safety,' how does that sound?"

Taylor got up and patted his silk robe, excitedly saying, "Then I'll leave now," he chanted.

Finally one more thing was done, and when the silver light of the portal faded, Tarrant sighed, it was time to go to the business district.

Andreas Lodge.

Rex was very concerned about last night's meeting, and when he opened the door to see Tarrant, the first thing he said was, "What was the result of last night's meeting?"

Tarrant flashed in and replied bluntly, "The nest of the Psivac is made by a falcon." ”

Rex slammed the door at the door, "These idiots! The Storm Knights should wipe out this organization once and for all, the scum have no reason to live." ”

"Listen to me, some of them are still sane, and the person in charge who met with me last night expressed his willingness to work with us to get rid of this threat. ”

"Cooperation?" Rex sneered contemptuously, "their lair, why don't you take care of it yourself, Tarrant, this could be a trap." ”

There are many reasons involved, and Tarrant recounted Justin's explanation during the meeting last night.

After listening to the narration, Rex said loudly: "If you have a heart of repentance, you should tell us all the locations!"

"They can't protect themselves by doing so. ”

"Those who have done wrong must be punished!

It's time for the dogma of the Storm Riders to appear again, and they don't care how much they sacrifice to uphold justice. Tarrant interrupted Rex, "Let's talk about our mission first, they asked us to cooperate in eliminating Patrick, and tonight we will go to a Falcon stronghold to find out Patrick's whereabouts." ”

"What a brave mission to challenge the giants of the Falcon. ”

Listening to his tone of voice not seeming to be happy, Tarrant asked rhetorically, "Do you have any better ideas?"

"Since I applied to join, I will obey your decision, where is that stronghold?"

"Grey building next to the ghetto tower. ”

"Very well," Rex said, picking up the armor that lay aside, "I'll be ready right away." ”

Tarrant looked at the wall clock on the wall, "Don't worry, our teammates haven't arrived yet." ”

Rex expertly dismantled the armor, "Oh? you didn't mention your teammates. ”

"It's a mage. ”

"What kind of mage?" Rex moved quickly, and began to put on the parts.

There was a knock on the door, it should have been her, and Tarrant opened the door, a beautiful mage in a yellow robe.

"Tarrant, why don't you come and pick me up," Catrina pushed the door open and walked in, her face displeased.

"I've been busy for a while in the morning, let me introduce you", Tarrant walked quickly in front of Katrina, "This is my new teammate Rex, the Storm Priest of the Storm Knights, Rex, and this is the mage Katrina." ”

The two nodded to each other, and Katrina stared at Rex's armor and smiled, "I haven't seen a knight in armor yet." ”

Rex shrugged his shoulders and said he didn't care, he continued to wear his armor, "Are there any other teammates?"

"Just the three of us. ”

"Then the mage will be in charge of discovering and disarming the trap. ”

"Me?" asked Catrina innocently.

"Is it ......" Rex stopped dressing, looked at Katrina and turned back to Tarrant, "Let's run into the trap?"

"Ahem...... That's exactly what I intended," Tarrant smiled awkwardly.