"The original owner of this spatial ring was 'Elund', and you may have heard it from the rest of the party. He used to be one of the 'nasty novels' and was the third to join the team. The mage looked at Barrett and gently exhaled a misty smoke.

"Earlier than me. "It's a very cheerful man, who likes to chat, drink rye beer, and laugh, and even the most gloomy person will be infected by his smile." It's not just us, most of Muya's adventurers love him. ”

"Like you, he's from Nord, from the Castle of Lavent in Nord. The mage interface said.

It's the same as me? no, it's different, most of the adventurers in Bay of Pigs don't like me, Barrett shook his head with a wry smile in his heart, and couldn't help but be a little envious of the compatriot named 'Elund'. At least after his death, there will be many people who will remember him, and his friends and teammates will fulfill his wishes.

If I die, who will remember me, who will fulfill my unfulfilled wishes for me?

Barrett searched his mind, only to find no one. I just wish I could be a part of the Misty Forest. I have taken a lot from it and brought a lot for it, and one day, I will dedicate myself to it. Barrett comforted herself like this in her heart.

"Erlund's Death ......" the mage said this, pausing suddenly, then taking a deep breath of his cigarette, "he shouldn't have died, but to save the rest of us......"

The mage skipped about Elund's death, and Barrett politely didn't ask too much. The two-hundred-year-old mage's face showed a hint of sadness and solemnity, which Barrett had never seen in previous contacts. It seems that everyone in the 'obscene novel' can't help but show such an expression when they talk about the name 'Erlund'.

This is very rare, because most adventurers look down on life and death.

Barrett suddenly remembered a saying, "Death is not the doom of the dead, but the misfortune of the living." ”

He forgot where he had heard it, it seemed to be a book he had read through over and over again (e.g., The Wood's Biography—Me and the 3,064 'Opposite Sexes' in My Life), and it seemed to be someone's unintentional remark. In short, at this time, he seems to have a deeper understanding of this sentence.

You brought joy to all when you were alive and sorrow to all when you died. The more laughter you bring, the heavier the sadness that comes with it.

For the first time, Barrett silently remembered his compatriot who had never met before.

The half-elf continued with the mage's words, "Elund wants his beloved weapon to stay with him even after he dies, a double-edged battle axe with the head of an unnamed beast carved into the face, the edge of which is as sharp as the eyes of a wife when she catches an adulterer. The half-elf used a very strange analogy, "Erlund called it 'the head reaper,' and he loved the axe more than the most beautiful woman." ”

Barrett understands this sentiment well.

"'Skull Reaper' isn't a good name, but it's worth it. "As for the ring, Erlund wants us to help him find a Nord, a fellow Nord of his own, and give the ring to that person." ”

That person is me?

The dwarf leaning against the door in the shadows also suddenly spoke at this time, and continued in a hoarse voice, "Erlund said before he died that this ring would only be appropriate for the Nord to wear. That's it......"

The sunlight shines through the dead chestnut treetops, through the window, on the ring in the middle of the dining table, and the surface of the ring is the same pattern as the Nord tattoo, reflecting the soft sunlight and dazzling.

Just then, Camille came out of the kitchen with a roast chicken filled with sweet corn and mushrooms. She seemed to see that something was wrong with the atmosphere in the restaurant, and tiptoed to the table, glanced at the ring in the middle of the table, then looked left and right at Barrett and Old Will, and then carefully placed the fragrant roast chicken on the edge of the table.

The ogre looked down at the human woman, who was only up to her waist, "When will the roasted clams be ready?" "It's a little anxious.

"Ah, right away!" Camille seemed to be startled by the voice overhead, and the woman looked up at the tall ogre with great effort, "Right away." She repeated, and ran back to the kitchen.

"After this period of contact, we all thought that it would be a good choice to give you this ring. I'm sure you'll be able to use it well and cherish it. Old Will said as he tore a small piece of chicken off the plate of roast chicken. The chicken was steaming hot, and Old Will blew and blew the torn chicken and put it in his mouth.

"Well, it tastes good!" the mage nodded approvingly, "Erlund has no relatives, and his few remaining distant relatives died in the undead plague that happened around Fort Raffont three years ago, so you don't have to take any other responsibility for this ring." ”

Barrett knew that. Although he has never been back to his hometown since he went out on a wandering trip, as a Nord, he always keeps an eye on the movements of his country. What's more, the impact of that incident was quite large.

The scourge of the dead was said to have been caused by a necromancer in the Magical Guild named Indar the Silencer, but no one knew why he did it. Mage, thoughts are always unpredictable.

Many villages around Fort Raffont were slaughtered by the undead during that incident, and thousands of people died throughout the area. Although the mage named Indar the Silent was eventually taken care of by the Arcane Warriors sent by the Magic Association, and the Association gave enough compensation for Nord's losses, ordinary people still sigh when they talk about it.

Barritt was in a bit of a quandled mood at this time, he was not a hypocritical person, but he had made it clear before that he would not ask for this spatial ring, because he didn't want to join the 'obscene novel'.

After that, the other party also made it clear that it doesn't matter if you join or not, we will still give you this ring, because it is to fulfill a wish of our dead team members. Seeing that your thick eyebrows and big eyes are quite passable, it was decided that it was you.

At this time, I feel that saying the word "want" is particularly uncomfortable, and I always feel hot on my face, and if I want to say "don't", it is even more uncomfortable, and I will regret it in my heart!

Okay, don't be childish, let go of your unwarranted face and dignity, and pick up that beautiful and practical ring, which will be good for both parties. Barrett said to herself in her heart. After all, he was not the kind of hypocritical person, and he only struggled with less than three breaths before making a decision.

Barrett reached out and grabbed the ring in the middle of the table, "Anyway, I still have to say thank you." Not only to thank you, but also to 'him', I owe you a favor......"

"No, you owe no one. The mage shook his head and interrupted Barrett, "I'm sorry, but as a mage, I don't like to owe each other much. The principle of 'equivalent exchange' is the foundation of the multiverse to maintain order. If you really can't get it, exchange it for this delicious roast chicken. How?"

"A roast chicken can be exchanged for a spatial ring?" a rude voice came from the kitchen again, "Ha, I guess I'm not far from the richest man in the multiverse. ”

"Shhhhhhh Another woman whispered from the kitchen, "There's a Master there. ”

"Call me boss!" the rude voice retorted, "You're a mage?"

A fat face poked out of the kitchen door, and Old Will turned his head to greet the fat face, "Good craftsmanship." ”

"Thank you for your compliment. Donnie leaned out and made a standard aristocratic salute, then quickly retracted his body back into his 'shell' like a frightened clam.

This damn fat Donnie is not only fat, but also a woman with long ears and a long tongue. Barrett cursed inwardly.

"Well, that's it. The mage looked at Barrett, "The 'equivalent exchange' should not be based on the value of the exchange, but on the satisfaction of both parties to the transaction. From this point of view, a delicious roast chicken for a spatial ring could not be better. ”

Barry nodded, didn't say anything more, and put the ring on the middle finger of his left hand.

Just the right size, he thought.

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