It took a bit of work to get the elf snitch out of the crate for two reasons.

The first is that the size of the dwarves is really the smallest among the many intelligent races, I am afraid that the goblins in the mines are rumored to be larger than them, and the figure of the snitch is considered to be the skinny type among the dwarves, so it is even more difficult to find him.

Second, when Kairas pulled the humanoid, roughly the size of a human child, out of the cracks in the wooden box, they found that the dwarf's body was unusually soft, as if it had no bones, a condition reminiscent of a cat.

Elves aren't cats, of course, nor are they technically elves or goblins, these wonderful creatures are more like civilized goblins, though that makes almost every elf angry.

However, for the most part, it is much better to see the dwarves than the goblins, most of them are naïve, they have a similar view of good and evil as children, they do not care much about the so-called good and evil, the dwarves can make friends with anyone, and therefore can live in the gathering places of various races. The problem is that these little guys' primitive views of good and evil also make them susceptible to the influence of those involved, or rather, to be corrupted.

The dwarf in front of him is a typical example of this, his mouth is full of rotten teeth, the smell of alcohol and the smell of his body is almost disgusting, and the hair that has grown naturally because of his unkempt habits is not known to be bent and shaking in places that his clothes can't cover. He was like a mixture of unidentified substances pulled out of the gutter outside the tavern.

"Oh, that's disgusting. Alice, water. Jung pinched his nose and pointed his finger at the dwarf on the ground. The archer, standing behind Atta, reluctantly untied a metal flask from the belt of her hunting suit, and she walked over to the elf, unscrewing the jug and pouring the liquid onto the elf's body.

With an indescribable sound, the clear liquid that flowed from the flask turned a cloudy color on the dwarf's body, then from a watery state to a viscous grease, and finally almost to some kind of solid. But as the solids fell from the elf's body, the annoying smell was gone.

"Holy water, which is actually neither sacred nor water, is a by-product of alchemy. It works by quickly adsorbing particles like you can see and then turning into solidified lumps, and some pharmacists use it to extract the ingredients, but what is adsorbed tends to be tightly bonded together, so that the extract can no longer be used. But in the hands of killers, it becomes a good tool to eliminate their own smell. The vampire explained to the two. But this explanation was obviously not shared by everyone, such as Alice, who naturally took out the concoction, and glared at Jung with an unusually dangerous look.

"It's not a killer who uses it, there are so many creatures with a keen sense of smell in this city that anyone who wishes to hide themselves will stock up on this potion. "The huntress is clearly unhappy with the likes of the killers who attributed her to the likes of killers.

Jung only shrugged his shoulders, and for a brief moment a sarcastic smile appeared on his face, as if to lament the foolishness of Alice's insistence. She is a hunter, and what is it that she is not a killer for her prey? It's just that this righteous lady has obviously never thought about this yet, she has always believed that she is the defender of the peaceful life of the client, a fighter, and will regain the glory of her ancestors through this kind of battle.

What a childish and lovely idea, this simple dream is more intoxicating than any fine wine, because these unrealistic fantasies are mixed with the most innocent things.

"Guy with a bad character. "Kailas had lived for so long that he immediately reacted to the other man's thoughts when he saw the flash of expression on Jung's face. He has seen a lot of such people, most of them are high-powered and abnormal existences. But if the vampire in front of him was just such a pervert who had distorted his mind because he had lived too long, it didn't seem to be enough for him to have such close cooperation with the gray robe.

"Hmm... Where's my wine?" In the middle of the conversation, the dwarf lying on the ground had woken up, and it seemed that as the alcohol on his body had been cleared, his sanity had also been freed from the influence of alcohol. When the elf woke up, he didn't care about the situation around him, but began to grope for the first time, and only let out a sigh of relief when he finally touched the familiar flask. He gradually realized his situation and what an inopportune thing he was doing.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, gentlemen, I was too bored to wait, so I took a sip of wine first, but I didn't expect hehe..." Not to mention that after he stood up, he immediately nodded to everyone present like a riddler, which was really hard to feel good.

But in this case, Atta still walked over, her gaze was unusually clear, and there was nothing hidden in her dwarf sight, "This gentleman, may I ask what your name is?"

"Rotten teeth, ma'am, they all call me rotten teeth. "The elves show off their mouths full of teeth, many of which are indeed corroded, and many of them are empty.

Atta stared at the tooth for a moment, and just as Alice tried to pull her away, the female swordsman smiled, "I don't like this nickname, so I'd like to hear your original name." ”

“... Steel teeth, ma'am. We dwarfs don't like to use human names, preferring to use things that we are proud of or like. If you insist, Steel Tooth is the name my people call me. ”

He said this with a complicated complexion, and immediately after saying it, he showed a look of regret. He couldn't understand how he had told a human woman he had met for the first time the secret he had buried in his heart, a name he was no longer willing to mention to anyone. Maybe those eyes had some kind of magic, or maybe she was a witch at all. The Elf Snitch waits for a response.

"Mr. Steeltooth, it's a pleasure to work with you this time. Atta smiled sincerely, and even took the initiative to shake the dwarf's hand. This act made almost everyone present stupid.

"I'll just say she's a princess, and she's already looking for a knight for herself before she even starts. Jung commented in a frivolous tone. In his opinion, the female swordsman is putting on a show, and she tries to rein in the members of this team with hypocritical kindness. He had seen many such people, so he was conclusive.

"The princess needs knights to protect her, but the queen doesn't need anyone to guard her, she protects everyone in turn. You'd better figure out the difference, bats. Kailas retorted in a low voice, he had grown up watching Atta, and he knew what kind of mind this girl had. Therefore, he volunteered to stand by her side.