The figures of all things are stretched out by the last ray of sunshine. It is nostalgic, hesitant, and refuses to retreat, while the darkness is desperately tugging at its arm, trying to drag it away from the land, so that it can truly dominate.

A small number of gray dwarves came out of the low stone house, some of whom noticed Barrett and the others, and some of them were busy with their own work.

If it weren't for the bald head emerging from the tobacco bush in front of him, Barrett estimated that he would have been sitting in an underground tavern by this time, and he would have had a few drinks with the boys behind him.

He would first briefly brag about his adventures, then teach the young people some survival tips that are commonly used in adventures, and finally look at them with an indifferent face and worship himself.

It's a pity that for now, he can only be patient and listen to the chatter of this bald gray dwarf.

"If only I could be two hundred years younger...... No, that's so unfair to you, at the age of one hundred and fifty I can be considered the most powerful warrior in the 'City of Blades', and you don't have the slightest chance of winning. The Grey Dwarf Village Chief touched his bald head and said confidently, "So, I just need to be 50 years younger, yes, 50 years is enough, and I'm going to beat you and that stupid companion of yours into kobolds who can only scream." ”

"Maybe. Barrett replied lightly, "You need to be 50 years younger to beat the other party into a kobold." And I can easily do it right now. He took a deep breath and made himself bigger.

In fact, I did it the last time I was here.

It was a heroic battle, and it was a pity that there would be no bard to sing about it. At the time, both Barrett and the Grey Dwarves were restrained, and neither used weapons. The brute punched and kicked one after another, and even gave his fellow dwarves a punch when he was on the rise, which he had wanted to do for a long time.

However, these iron-gray skinned dwarfs are a bit rough and thick-skinned. The brute can take down three, five, ten, or even more gray dwarfs with his bare hands, but hundreds? no, he can't do it.

"Easy to do, hmph, fuck the tentacles of the heart demon damn mother, you can come over and try it! Even now I can easily break your knees and sit your stinky face under your ass!"

The gray dwarf village chief lifted the beard that was on his instep and casually wrapped it around his waist, as if he was about to make a gesture with the barbarian, "I have forgotten the embarrassment of your crazy escape that day, and there is just the opportunity to help me remember my memories in front of me." To be honest, it was funnier than the circus show where bears and goblins danced, and I woke up laughing several times that night. ”

Are you sure you didn't wake up with a broken rib? He didn't say that, and he didn't want to get into trouble with the village masters any longer.

"Poof, haha......" The Grey Dwarf Village Chief suddenly burst out laughing maniacally, as if he had thought of something. He laughed breathlessly, and there was almost no sound of inhaling in the back, so that the iron-gray wrinkled face even brought a hint of blush from holding his breath for a long time.

He wouldn't be smiling like that, wouldn't be able to. Barrett was very worried that the gray dwarf village chief in front of him would go straight to his back because of his inexplicable crazy laughter, and he would never get up again.

The barbarian cautiously looked around, and noticed that a few gray dwarves not far away had noticed the situation, but fortunately they had no plans to come for the time being. Barrett then gestured to a few more young men behind him, and he decided that as soon as the guy in front of him fainted, he would immediately jump on his horse and run away again.

Thankfully, the smiling gray dwarf came back to his senses.

"Oh, fucking Mind Snatcher, I almost got into Moradin's kingdom just now, if he'd leave me a crack in the door. The Grey Dwarf Village Elder inhaled, "I remembered the scene I saw from the circus a dozen years ago, where the bear and the bear goblin danced. Truth be told, that show is a little more fun than your runaway. No, it's a lot more fun! I'm sure that the circus could make more gold than goblins with this show alone. ”

"Oh, Moradin is above, I should have said more often. The Grey Dwarf Village Chief wiped the tears from his eyes with laughter, "This extremely funny performance made me feel that it was the right decision to lead my clan out of the dark realms on an adventure. If I ever get a chance to go to the griffon kingdom again, I have to go to that circus again. Yes, I'd even be willing to sit with the Mind Flayer for breakfast for this than just it. ”

"Are you sure those tentacled evil creatures will have old women?" Barrett asked, frowning.

Among the rumors he had heard, the birth of the Mind Flayer was to implant the purple tadpole-like larvae in their brains into the host's head, so that the larvae could eat the gray matter of the host's brain, and instead fuse with the host's brain stem, resulting in a strange creature, there is no so-called, well, old lady.

"Okay, well, that's not accurate, and while I know these disgusting creatures don't have mothers, I can do the mastermind of them. The Grey Dwarf Village Chief said to Barrett, and then suddenly laughed again, "Trust me, the person who came up with that show is definitely a genius!"

Which show? Is it a bear dancing with a bear goblin, or are you going to take the mastermind of the Mind Snatcher? Honestly, I'm looking forward to the latter one more. Barrett sneered in her heart.

After the dwarven village chief finished speaking, he stood in place again, staring at the void with his eyes, and laughed stupidly.

Should I leave this neurotic guy here and leave?" Barrett hesitated. But before he could make a decision, the bald village chief spoke again.

"Hey, you're here to stay overnight, aren't you?" he asked Barrett and the others, "Forget it, I suddenly feel like it's not that fun to beat you big guy down." While you can be a little more interesting, you're about the size of a goblin bear, but where do I go to find a dancing she-bear? Believe me, that's the hardest part. ”

"......" Barrett didn't know what to say.

"Come here, you can stay in my house today, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, but not the day after tomorrow, because I'm going to start roasting tobacco leaves, and then the house will be too hot to bear. The chief of the gray dwarf village kindly made an invitation, "If you want me to say, tobacco is really a wonderful good thing, which makes people relax, happy, refreshed, and transparent. Ha, I should be a poet! By the way, do any of you like this thing? No? Don't you have one? You don't like big people either? That's a shame. ”

"I know a mage who likes to smoke a pipe. Barrett said casually.

"Then he must be a person who knows how to enjoy!" "The Grey Dwarf Village Chief led Barrett and the others towards the stone house next to the tobacco leaf, "Coming to the surface world is a wise decision!" he boasted to himself, "There is no such good thing in the Blade City of the Dark Regions. There, you fight desperately except desperately, and there is not a single respite in life. You are either an overseer and oppressed, or you are a slave and oppressed by others. Benthic devilfish, Zedi bears, minotaurs, and drow elves, everyone fights back and forth, and there is not a day that is not at war. ”

The Grey Dwarf Village Chief sighed, "Of course, the current Dark Region is already the domain of those drow elves. After the terrifying races such as the Mind Flayer and the Eye Demon were wiped out by your mages, there was no race in the underground that could compete with the Drow Elves alone. Rose, that old bitch is very rampant now, why didn't you human mages eliminate her by the way when they were in the Divine War?"

"It was a war of faith, for the sake of the faith of humanity itself. Barrett still knows a little about such a famous event, "And there are almost no human beings who believe in the spider goddess, so ......"

"That's a shame. The Grey Dwarf Village Chief shrugged his shoulders, "Still, in the last hundred years or so since I escaped from the Shadows, that old bitch has had a pretty bad time. ”

"Why?" Barrett asked. He wanted to know more about the bottom of the world.

"Because those horrible Mind Flayers are back. The Grey Dwarf Village Chief said very seriously, "Although I have been away from the Dark Regions for a long time, I still have a way to inquire about many things that are happening there. You may have heard some rumors of this, yes, there is a Mind Flayer clan that has returned from the Otherworld, back to the main material plane, back to the Dark Realm. Moradin is on top, and God knows what's going on inside. ”

Barrett secretly wrote down in his heart that he felt that among the monsters that attacked him last time, there should be a Mind Flayer.

"Well, here, this is my home, pay attention to your foreheads. I'm not worried that your heads will be knocked out of the bag, but that my door frame will be broken. There was an ogre who smashed my door frame and lost money, but I didn't want to do a third repair. The chief of the grey dwarf said, "Money, I won't take your money if you live here." But I won't care about your food, because even I don't know where I'm going to fill my stomach in a moment. ”

"Thank you for your generosity and generosity. Barrett said sincerely, "We'll take care of the dinner, you can try my handiwork, and you won't be disappointed." ”

"That's a good feeling, I didn't expect you to be a cook?" The gray dwarf village chief glanced at Barrett curiously, and then instructed, "Tie your horses well, if you run away in the middle of the night, I don't care." What's more, if they dare to touch the precious tobacco leaves I have worked so hard to grow, I will definitely slaughter them all. Hey, little goblins, especially your goat, make sure it's far away from my tobacco leaves!"

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