"Hey. It turns out that you are the type that can see. ”

Bell stared at Eric, a visibly jealous look.

"Only those who have magical attributes can see it, and..."

Arwen made a gesture with his hand to touch the small figure on his shoulder, but passed directly through it.

“... I can't touch it. So for a guy like Bell, it's the equivalent of not existing. Mr. Eric, you are a man with magical powers. I was really pleasantly surprised!"

Only then did Eric discover that his Alpha Eye had activated on its own due to the appearance of the creature in front of him, apparently having this special stress response to this creature. It was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

Forest elf. Dwells deep in the forest, is good at magic, and is a subspecies of forest elves. Unlike the elves, who are good at bows and arrows, goblins only move at night. Their most distinctive feature is that their bodies are caught between reality and magic, and they belong to a rare invisible race.

But that's just book knowledge. You know, the same as the elves. Humans have not seen this creature for hundreds of years since humans began to cut down trees on a large scale to destroy forests so that they could have more wood to make tables, chairs, and wardrobes in houses.

"It—a goblin is your correspondent with Io? I wonder how it was found and tamed. ”

Eric was curious.

"About this, you need to ask Io. Io has been with it ever since I arrived. Unfortunately, I could see it, but I couldn't understand the elven language it spoke. So something is needed as an aid. Yavin explained.

A table, a large piece of paper, a bowl of paint.

It's all Yawen has in store for the elves.

I saw the little goblin trembling with its small and weak body, as if it was about to fall down at any moment. It dipped its delicate little feet in paint and began to sketch on the white paper.

"Oh, good idea. Eric admired, but soon he didn't think so.

The paper was gradually smeared, and the little one drew quickly. Eric's eyes kept rolling as it flew, until he saw it fly back to Arvin's shoulder.

Frankly, Eric didn't know much about art. The "Stairway to Dreams", which he praised in the main castle before, can be said to be the work of a master, and it can be said that it is a good work as long as a human being.

The fairy works presented in front of you have loose lines, uneven compositions, and different thicknesses. The whole pattern is even more incomprehensible. I can't tell that this goblin is still a master of abstraction.

"Can anyone tell me what the hell this painting is? Bell's words were what Eric was trying to say, and it seemed that they were both normal people.

Obviously, perhaps it would be more appropriate to call this large work graffiti.

"Don't make noise. How many times have I told you not to worry, I can read it. Arvin said impatiently.

Eric couldn't help but look at Arwen, reconfirming his appearance. That's right, he's a kid. The last time he was at the old base, Yawen's behavior in front of Io at that time was only in line with his age.

But at this time, he was obviously able to take charge on his own, and even had a higher status than Bell in the organization. Eric doesn't know what this kid has gone through to become so mature, maybe it's because Bell, who flirts with girls from time to time, is too useless.

Arvin stared at the painting for a long time. Finally, he clapped his hands and figured out the problem of the century: "It's a die here." Here's a card. There's also the symbol here, which indicates that Io is trapped somewhere. It seems that the dice and the card next to it are depicting the location where Io is trapped. ”

Eric could tell that he had a hard time discerning, and frowned frequently as he finished his answer. He's worried about Io.

"What! Io is trapped! Where did you see that?" Bell, who was also worried, anxiously trying to figure out.

Yawen replied: "You see, from here to this is a closed stroke, and together they make up ......"

But until Arwen finished speaking, Bell couldn't read it. To be honest, Eric couldn't see it either. Time is urgent.,It's important to think about how to rescue Io right now.。。 So he thinks it's just a matter of analyzing the results of Yavin.

"Io must have been caught by the crow's men while tracking. As for the place where he was being held, it was a casino or a tavern. That's where dice and cards are most likely to appear. ”

Eric analyzed. Arwen nodded.

"However, there are so many taverns and casinos in Pelos. Who knows which one. "Bell asks the question.

"It's not hard to judge. Just let our little one take us where we need to go before dawn. Eric calmly stated the best solution.

"Yes, that's what I thought, too. Arwen looked at Bell with an idiot look.

"For Io's sake, I think we'd better leave now. ”

"All hands on deck. Yawen decided immediately.

"You're going too?" asked Arwen. He thought that perhaps the Divan they were going to should be dangerous, even dangerous, for a child.

"Don't underestimate people. Arwen smiled at Eric, "There are some things I can't do without it. It's like you can't read the little guy's drawing. ”

In the face of this statement, Eric was powerless to refute it. Well, if there is any danger at that time, just try to protect him.

So, after the two of them cleaned up briefly, they walked out of the house with Eric.

But before he could get out of the house, two large pits on the floor of the outer hall caught Eric's attention.

"What is this?" he asked.

"Have you forgotten? This is a memento of you when you were thrown to the floor by Bell. Yawen replied.

Bell smiled apologetically at Eric.

Eric didn't care. No, I mean, he's concerned about something else: "But why are there two pits?"

The crux of the matter.

"Because besides you, there is another unlucky ghost who has also been sanctioned by Bell. ”

The guy who has the same disease as Eric also broke a lot of bones.

"What! You didn't tell me about such an important thing! If you can chase him here, then he is probably a crow's man. Maybe we can ask for some reliable information from his mouth. Eric was a little emotional.

"I'm sorry... His presence is not strong, and it is easy to forget. Bell was at a loss, as if he was making excuses.

"You have a point. Let's go and see what we can get to the bottom of it. We tied him up in another bedroom. ”

Arvin leads the way for Eric.

However, when the door opened, Eric was speechless for a long time when he saw the unlucky man tied to the bed.

He knew the guy.

Isn't this the private investigator who clamored to compete with him, and couldn't remember his name.