"Wait, what are you talking about? The treasure won't be opened until a month later?"

Barrett sat at the basswood dining table, and asked in a voice from high to low to Theodore Shining Gold, the dwarf mage sitting next to him. Then he looked up again and smiled kindly at the owners of the house, a middle-aged couple with dark skin and plain clothes.

The owner of the house smiled back, turned around and continued to work with a few people's dinner. The two children on their legs, who looked exactly the same, but couldn't tell the gender, clutched their mother's apron and looked at Barrett with curiosity and fear.

"Exactly, it should be, well......" The dwarf mage sat down in his chair next to Barrett and looked down in thought, "It's a month and seven days, yes, thirty-seven days later, if not today." There was also a piece of wood between him and the chair, so that the little one could reach the table.

At this time, Barrett and the dwarf mage were in the house of an ordinary zealous villager in the small village, which was also the place where the dwarf mage had been living before. Now, with half a wild deer, Barrett has added himself to the list of temporary borrowers.

Barrett finally persuaded the dwarf mage to take him with him in search of the treasure through means such as inducement, stimulation, persuasion, and repeated explanations of the pros and cons, but suddenly found that this adventure could only be carried out after a month.

"I remember today is April 26th, and the exact time when the treasure will be opened......" Theodore looked around vigilantly, and lowered his already soft voice again, "Yes, it's June 4th." ”

"Then why are you here so early?"

"Actually, I've been here for three months now, hmph, it's not bad for this last month anyway. Theodore's face was indifferent, "You can see that the people in this little village are quite hospitable, and besides, I have paid enough for the room, at least much more than your half deer." I also used magic to help them catch fish and teach them how to write a lingua franca. Believe me, even though you're a human, you don't know as much as I do when it comes to lingua franca, because I'm a mage!"

"By the way, there's arithmetic, which is very important for mages, but to be honest, they didn't learn it very well in the end." But no matter what, the people in this small village respect me because I'm a mage!"

This little man values his profession very much.

"I mean, you're sure you'll have to wait a little more?" Barrett wondered, "Are you sure what you know is true?"

Treasure hunting is all about solving puzzles, finding locations, navigating traps, defeating guards, obtaining treasures, splitting the spoils (and perhaps reducing the number of spoilers through combat). Barrett had never heard of any treasure, and he still had to wait.

"You're doubting me again?" the little mage jumped to his feet, standing in the middle of the wood in his chair so that he could be taller than Barrett.

The dwarf mage looked down at the barbarian adventurer, and raised his voice to rebuke loudly, "I, Theodore Shining Gold, the master of magic, would do something to deceive my partner?, or you, a Nord barbarian, are actually doubting my intelligence and thinking that I can't read the obscure records of ancient texts?"

I'm doubting my decision, doubting that this decision to go on a treasure hunt with you is the right one. Barrett is very helpless, I have worked with hundreds of partners, you are not the most eccentric one, but you must be the one with the strongest self-esteem and the most inexplicable temper.

The owners of the house heard the sound again, and Barrett could only show that hypocritically kind smile again, signaling that all was well, and whispering to the dwarf mage to calm down.

"Not suspicion, but inquiry. For the sake of the treasure, he explained against his will, "Why can't we set out tomorrow to find the place where the treasure is hidden?"

"Hmph, Master Keane's magic tower doesn't just come out of nowhere. The dwarf mage's face was full of disdain, and his fluffy white beard was blown by his snort, "The magic tower called 'Miana' has remained in its original half-plane since the fall of the Magic Empire and the disappearance of Master Keane. And this half-plane, like all other half-planes owned by mages, is attached to the main material plane. Only at a certain time and place, when there is more overlap between this half-plane and the main material plane, can this mage tower be summoned from the half-plane through the spell left by Master Keane!"

To be honest, Barrett didn't understand much of what the dwarf mage said, but at least he understood the first sentence, "The treasure you said is actually a magic tower!" He was taken aback, "Is it dangerous? Hundreds of years later, is this tower still functioning?"

"Of course, this mage tower will automatically extract mana from the negative energy plane to supply its own needs. Teaching the ignorant barbarian soothed the dwarf mage's mood a bit, "Almost all mages do this when they build their own magic towers. They either extract huge amounts of magic from various elemental planes, or from positive and negative energy planes, to keep the mage tower running. Occasionally, mages will draw directly from the 'sea of magic' of Chaos, where the magic is most abundant and active, but it is also more dangerous, as the magic in the chaotic state is more difficult to control, and only the most powerful mages dare to do so. ”

Barrett didn't understand much of the above, and things related to magic were not his specialty, but that didn't stop him from assessing the danger of this adventure.

Breaking into the mage's magic tower? That wasn't a good idea, and Barrett was a little tempted to back off.

"You are a master of magic, a powerful mage, there is no doubt about it. He learned how to communicate with the little man, "but I'm just an ordinary adventurer, very ordinary." To be honest, I don't think I'll ever survive from a magical tower that has no owner but is still functioning. "Neither of us can get out, I'm sure.

Now Barrett is not at all optimistic about this treasure hunt, he is far from the calm and confidence that he had when he persuaded Theodore.

However, the half-hung dwarf mage in front of him of unknown origin said with confidence, "Don't worry, even if it's just me going by myself, I'm sure I'm more than nine points." If you are added, although I don't know your strength yet, but looking at your size, at least it should be possible to make a personal meat shield. He scratched his beard, "You think I'm not prepared at all? Hmph, it's too naïve!After the fall of the Magic Empire, the disappeared high-level mages and even legendary mages are counted, and those ownerless magic towers, whether they are built on the main material plane or the half-plane, they are not small, why should I look for Master Keane's magic tower, and not the others?"

Because you don't know where the other magic towers are, "Why?" Barrett asked duly.

"Because my family has a very close relationship with Gen Keane. My grandfather's grandfather's grandfather's grandfather...... , was the apprentice of Master Keane, the only, non-human apprentice!" Theodore Shinkin raised an eyebrow, his expression unrelenting, "My family's ancestors used to enter and exit the mage tower freely, and the spells, and the key to open the gate, are still preserved, and I know the location of almost all the magic traps. Not only that, but my family also has a large collection of Gen Keane's notes and manuscripts, and from those manuscripts, I calculated that specific time, June 4th. He whispered, "And specific places." He pointed to the piece of wood under his buttocks, indicating that it was in the small village.

"You want that magic tower?" Barrett saw the little mage's ambitions.

"Of course, Master Keane has no descendants, so my ancestors have the right to inherit that magic tower. And I, Theodore Shining Gold, as the sole heir of the Shining Gold family, certainly have the right to inherit all the inheritance of my ancestors. So, by analogy, I also have the right to inherit that magic tower!"

His fingers tapped excitedly on the dining table, "When I become the owner of that magic tower, I'm going to change its name." 'Miana' is Gen Keane's former lover, and if I continue to use it, it won't be a good fit. I'm going to rename that mage tower ......"

"Why did you change your name?" Barrett was a little curious.

"Change your name to 'Dalaran!and I, Theodore Shinkling, am 'Master Dalaran!'" shouted the little man's eyes shining.

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PS: Pure spoof, it has nothing to do with crossing, this stalk can be searched for 'Dalaran Mage' in Baidu, and you can understand it at a glance.