Flaming pine torches illuminate a small open area of the cave, and mottled stone pillars are not far away. This is where Merlin last fought the Cyclops. It's been a full day, and I've searched this space several times, but I still haven't found anything.

Barbara rubbed the crystal ball, muttering words in her mouth, and from time to time she freed up her hand to write something on the spell book. Merlin couldn't help at all, and he even felt a little bored. I knew this was the case, so I brought Sula with me, at least someone could fight.

Lake is a typical Goth, with high cheekbones, short dark blonde hair, resolute eyes, and wide knuckles. He is one of the four surviving Black Iron Knights of Ashforge and has been recruited by Merlin to serve as the Lord's Bodyguard.

His mood was not too high, there were oozing sounds from the dark cave from time to time, and the evil spellcaster had left a bloody image of a killer at the wine festival, and if it weren't for Merlin sitting calmly by the fire, he would not have been able to resist escaping from this terrifying place.

"Your Highness, what are we going to do next?" Reker felt his tongue tremble.

"You're scared!" Merlin frowned, Ryker was his chosen bodyguard.

"No, of course not. Ryker's face was an unusually red color, and it was a great humiliation for Goths to be accused of being cowards. "I mean, I wanted to go over there and take a look, and I thought there might be a clue there. Lake didn't believe the lame lie, but Merlin had no intention of exposing it.

"Of course, it's certainly a good idea," Merlin smiled, "Go ahead, my guard officer, but before you leave, have a little bar!"

A bamboo tube carved with this thorn pattern appeared in Merlin's hand, and the spatial ring was of course uncommon, but it was not surprising that the eldest prince of the King of Cyris carried one of these spatial objects with him.

Wendy found it strange that Merlin had chosen such an object to use as a container for wine. She watched as Merlin plucked the bamboo with a dagger, poured the golden liquid into the clear glass, and handed it to Lake.

"Taste it, it's a fine wine I made myself!"

Lake drank it with a look of intoxication, and then wanted to stare at the bamboo tube in Merlin's hand with another drink.

As if he hadn't seen it, Merlin secretly activated the aura of courage. A feeling of nausea rising from the soles of his feet swept over Merlin, and by the time he opened his eyes, Lake had already left the improvised camp with another Black Iron Knight.

"You're so stingy!" Wendy scoffed.

Merlin smiled, didn't speak, and silently poured a glass and handed it to Wendy. The woman who liked to wear bohemian dresses gave Merlin an extremely intimate feeling, like some neighbor she met in an elevator, frowning and wearing high heels. Say hello occasionally when you meet.

Wendy's beauty is different from Sura's nobility and elegance, she is a little more commoner. Just like she now sits on the floor with her legs crossed and drinking, it has nothing to do with elegance. But it's still breathtakingly beautiful.

"Wow," Wendy closed her eyes, a look on her face that was unusual for a professional taster. "That's good, what's the name of this wine?"

"Fountain of Life!"

"Young man, you can exaggerate a little more!" Wendy laughed and actually had two shallow dimples, which Merlin had noticed for the first time.

"It's not an exaggeration, this wine saved Leah and Arthur's lives," Merlin said, "and I'm not exaggerating at all. ”

Wendy took another sip and tasted it slowly, "There is honey, fruity, and a strange fragrance." After another moment, she opened her eyes, "It really feels like a little bit of water of life." ”

"The Fountain of Life is not cheap!" Merlin poured a full glass of wine as if it were a show-off, and then began to taste it slowly.

"Merlin, good Merlin!" Wendy Merlin's side shook Merlin's arm, "There's nothing good to do at the fisherman's bar, you have to figure it out for me!"

Merlin is enjoying this state very much, a beautiful woman like Wendy, who can only say hello in the elevator, is now actually clinging to Merlin, and the amazing elasticity of her arm is so unreal. "How can a person who is detached from low tastes, a noble person, have such depraved thoughts. ”

"The cost of brewing the Fountain of Life is not low!" Merlin felt that he had done the right thing by bringing the Fountain of Life out. Merlin took out a piece of bamboo from the package, "This is a bamboo from the Far East, only the Abbey of Michel in Hippo City has it. In spring, the bamboo roots are watered with wine and honey. ”

Merlin felt that he would be very relaxed when facing Wendy, and he didn't feel a burden at all when he was running a train like he was now. He couldn't say these words to Sula.

"It doesn't matter, the cost is high, and the fisherman's bar can be sold a little more expensive. Wendy was clearly interested in the new drink that the little lord of Ashfurnace Village had brought out, and she seemed to have forgotten that most of the fisherman's bars in Hippo City were bitter coolies, and they could only afford the cheapest ale or rum.

"A small bucket of such a fountain of life costs 100 gold coins!" Merlin didn't blush, holding up his tiny bucket with one hand, "Then you have to sell at least ten gold coins for a glass of wine to make money." ”

Wendy nodded, not disagreeing.

"It's not impossible to sell it to you. Merlin pretended to be in pain, but his expression was a little pompous under the reflection of the firelight.

"What are you doing?" Barbara looked up, surprised at how close the two men were, when the princess of Ashforne and Merlin had reached this point. A strange emotion rose in her heart, and for a while, she couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was, and for the first time, the top students of the Apocalypse Academy were at a loss for life.

"Business, we're talking business!" Merlin didn't feel anything wrong, he enjoyed the feeling now.

Wendy quietly distanced herself from Merlin a little, just a little, and she couldn't tell why she did it.

"The clue, the clue to the altar has been found. The problem was solved, but Barbara was not happy. She let go of the magic book, and many rays of light shot out of the magic book, and these rays of light converged and formed. A three-dimensional image of a dungeon. And Barbara's position is a shining point of light.

"This is the entrance to the next level!"

"Next floor?" Merlin asked.

Barbara nodded.