"Phew! There's no need to fight that poor creature. In fact, if you dare to hurt that dragon, half of the children will be ready to settle accounts with you, and they will all love her. ”

"Like a dragon?" asked Scarlet Moon. "How did she do it, did she cast spells on them?"

"No, I even doubt that Flame Strike can cast spells. Militta smiled sympathetically. "The poor creature was almost half insane. Her own child was killed in a terrible battle.

In her head, our child is now her child. I don't know where Meng Min found her, but he really damn it, he'll get his retribution one day!" she violently ripped the thread off her hand.

"It's not too difficult to get those kids out. She saw Robert's worried look and added.

"Flame is usually a late wake-up. We fed the kids breakfast and took them out for activities, and she didn't even move.

She won't wake up to know the kids are gone, poor fellow. “

For the first time, the women had hope and began to alter their old clothes to wear on the warriors, and everything went well until they began to try them on.

"Scrape the shed?!" Ston yelled angrily, and the women stepped away from the ground in fear.

Wen Dongzhi disagreed with the idea of disguise, but finally reluctantly accepted it. This seemed to be the only way to freely traverse the fortress and ask the huge square in the light of day.

But he stated that he would rather die a thousand times at the hands of a dragoon general than shave off his beard. It wasn't until Robert suggested covering his face with a silk that he barely calmed down.

finally appeased this one, and another situation appeared. River Breeze says that he definitely does not want to dress up as a woman, and no one can convince him.

Crimson Moon took Robertra aside and quietly explained the truth: it turned out that among their people, cowardly warriors would be forced to wear women's clothes until their shame was washed away.

Robert couldn't do anything about it, and Maritta didn't know how to change his clothes to fit him anyway.

After a long discussion, the deep people felt that River Breeze could put on a long cloak, lean on crutches, and pretend to be an old woman. After that, everything went very smoothly. At least for a short time.

Lolana approached Robert, who was wearing a silk scarf in the corner of the room.

"Why don't you shave?" asked Lolana, glaring at his beard, "Is it true that you want to boast of your human blood, as Gilsenas said?"

"I'm not trying to boast. Robert finally replied. "It's just that I don't want to deny it forever, that's all. ”

He took a deep breath. "Lorana, I'm sorry for the attitude I treated you in Slamorelli. I shouldn't-"

"That's what you should do. Lolana interrupted him. "What I did was a little girl who was carried away by love. My stupidity puts you in deep danger. Her voice paused for a moment, but quickly recovered.

"But that won't happen again.

I will prove that I can act with you. But she wasn't sure what to do herself. Although she proudly claims that her combat skills are not bad, in fact she has never killed a life.

Her hands kept churning behind her back, trying not to let Robert notice that she was shaking.

She feared that if she confessed all this, she might throw herself into his arms and be unable to control herself;

So she deliberately went far away to help Girsenas put on makeup.

Robert said to himself that he should be glad that Lolana was more mature. He didn't want to admit that he felt a throbbing when he looked into her big watery eyes.

The afternoon passed quickly, and it was time for the women to bring food to the mines in the evening.

Everyone forgot the original laughter and quietly waited for the guards to arrive. Another crisis has emerged. Rodlis coughed incessantly, and finally he felt that he didn't have the strength to keep up.

His brother volunteered to stay with him, but Rodrith glared at him with displeasure and told him not to be stupid.

"You won't need me tonight. The mage whispered. "Leave me alone, I want to sleep. ”

"I can't leave him here—" Gilsenas began, but before they could continue, they heard the sound of paws walking outside the cell, and the sound of pots colliding with Kuangqing.

The cell door opened, and two drunken dragonman guards entered. One of them couldn't help but hesitate when he saw the aunts of the family.

"Hurry up!" he said rudely.

When the 'aunts' walked out, they saw six valley dwarves standing around the corner of the hallway, dragging a large pot of stew that they couldn't tell what it was.

Calamon sniffed hungrily, but couldn't help but hide his nose.

The dragons slammed the cell door shut, and Calamon looked back to see his twin brother huddled in a dark corner wrapped in a blanket.

Evan clasped his hands. "Well done, the little guy Old Master Lu couldn't help but praise when he saw a wall in the organ room open in response.

"Thanks!" Wade said modestly. "In fact, it's much harder to find this secret door than it is to open it. I don't know how you did it. I thought I had searched every nook and cranny thoroughly. ”

He began to sneak out of the doorway, and suddenly thought of something and stopped. "Aven, can you tell your little orb of light to stay, at least let's make sure there's no one over there, or I'll be an obvious target in the dark, and we're not far from the room in the Fiercer. ”

"I'm afraid not. Evan shook his head. "It doesn't like to be alone in a dark place. ”

Wade nodded, he had already been mentally prepared. It's useless to worry now.

If the milk was spilled, the cat would lick it clean, his mother had told him. Luckily, the hallway he climbed into was apparently empty.

Small balls of light floated over his shoulders. He helped Aven get over. Then he looked around.

Forty feet away, the walkway abruptly interrupted, leading up a descending staircase. The two bronze doors on the east wall appear to be one of the only two exits.

'Now--" Wade muttered, "we're right above the throne. The staircase may lead to that side. I'm guessing there's probably a million dragons guarding it, right?!

He pressed his ear to the door and listened. "No sound. Let's take another look.

He gently pushed the two doors open. Wade walked in cautiously, keeping an eye on the movement around him, with Little Light Ball and Evan following closely behind.

"Something like a gallery or something," he said, looking at the walls around him, covered with moss- and dust-stained murals. The high windows allowed Wade to see the stars and mountains outside.

He knew his exact location and drew a rudimentary map in his mind.

"If my calculations are correct, the west side is the room of the throne, and the dragon's lair is on the west side of the throne. At least that's where Fernana was when we went in the afternoon.

That flower must have Luffy out, so there should be some kind of passage, maybe there's another gap here where we can see what's going on. ”

Wade pondered intently, completely oblivious to Aven. The old mage seemed to have some purpose in searching the room, as if looking for a painting.

"Ah, here it is," Evan said in a low voice, then turned and whispered, "Wade!"

The Huande people looked up and suddenly noticed that the painting was glowing faintly. "Look over there!" Wade said in amazement. "Wow! This painting depicts a dragon, a red dragon that looks like a flaming one, attacking New Grande and ......"

The Khandians were speechless. People, the Solanian knights rode noble dragons, golden and silver dragons. They all carry glittering weapons. Suddenly, Wade understood! There are still good dragons in the world!

If you can find them, you'll be able to fight the dragons, and—"Dragon Slayer!" he muttered.

The old mage nodded to himself. "Yes, little one," he whispered. "You get it, you see the answer, and you'll remember it. But it's not the time, it's not the time. He stretched out his calloused hand and stroked the head of the Hinder.

"Dragons. What did I just say?" Wade couldn't remember anymore, and he couldn't make out why he was staring at a mural covered in dust that was unrecognizable. The Kander shook his head, Evan must have distracted him.

"Oh, that's right, Dragon's Lair. If I'm right, it's over there. He walked away.

The old mage followed, a smile on his face.

The way to the pit wasn't as bad as it could have been. All they saw was a few dragonman guards, each of whom seemed so bored that they almost fell asleep.

No one paid attention to the women passing by. They passed through a fiery furnace, and the weary dwarves of the valley were fanning the flames.

After quickly leaving the unpleasant sight, the group entered the pit.

The dragonman guards locked the men in the huge cavern at night, and then went back to watch the dwarves of the valley. Guarding these men was in vain, and Meng Min thought that these humans would not be able to escape no matter what.

Robert suddenly felt that Fierce Mina's idea might be right. These men are indeed going anywhere. They stared blankly at the Scarlet Moon, showing no sign of being convinced. After all, she was a barbarian after all.

Her tone is weird, and her dress is even more peculiar. The story she told was unbelievable, what dragon died in the blue flames, but she survived.

The only evidence is nothing more than a string of platinum plates linked together.

Hendrick loudly declares that this Quesu woman is a witch and a liar.

He reminded everyone of the scene at the inn, and held out his scarred hand as evidence, and the men didn't pay much attention to Hendrick, and the God of the Seekers didn't stop the dragon from invading Vero after all.

Many of them were interested in the idea of fleeing.

Almost everyone has signs of abuse: bruised faces, whipped marks.

Their food was terrible, and they were forced to live in a filthy, foul-smelling environment, and everyone knew it.

As long as the iron ore in the pit is mined, they will be of no use to the king of Mengmina. But there is still a certain amount of leadership in prison, and the seekers still oppose this mere risky plan.

The dispute began. The men yelled at each other. Robert hurriedly assigned Calamon.

Hubble, Iban, Span and Gilsenas went to the door to check the wind, fearing that the guards would turn back as soon as they heard the commotion. The half-elves had no idea that this would happen.

This kind of argument may last for a day and a half! Scarlet Moon sat helplessly in front of the men, looking gloomy and weeping.

Always excited about her new discoveries and always wanting to share her knowledge with everyone as soon as possible, she felt like she was in the abyss of despair when her faith was questioned.

"These humans are stupid!" Lolana whispered as she walked behind Robert's back.

"No!" Robert replied with a sigh. "If they were stupid, then things would be much simpler.

We can't offer any guarantees, but we ask them to risk what little life they have left. Why bother? Flee into the mountains and have to face the pursuing enemy. Stay here, and they can at least live a little longer. “

"But what dignity is there in life to live with such virtue?" asked Lolana.

"That's a good question, young man," said a weak voice. They turned to see Militta kneeling next to a man lying on a tattered mat in the corner of the cell.

Afflicted by illness and weakness, he was unable to tell his true age.

He struggled to sit up, and angrily held out a pale, thin hand to Robert and Lorana. Militta tried to calm him down, but he glared at her in exasperation.

"I know I'm dying! But that doesn't mean I'm going to have no life before I die. Bring that mutant woman here. ”

Robert looked at Militta with an inquiring eye. She stood up and pulled him aside.

"His name is Elistan. "An attitude that Robert should know who he is. Robert's look of confusion then explained:

"Elistan, who was once one of Haven's high-ranking seekers, whom everyone admired, and who was the only one who dared to speak out against King Moon. But no one listened. ”

"You use the word 'was,'" Robert said. "He's not dead, is he?"

"No, but it won't last long. Militta wiped away her tears.

"I've seen this disease before. That's how my father died. Something inside him was devouring him alive. In the past few days, he has almost lost his breath of pain, but it has passed. It's almost over. ”

"Not necessarily. Robert said with a smile. "Scarlet Moon is a priest, maybe she can heal him. ”

"Really?" said Militta skeptically. "But I don't want him to take that risk again, and we can't comfort him with this unrealistic hope, and let him die peacefully. ”

"Crimson Moon!" Robert called out as the chief's daughter approached.

"This person wants to see you. The half-elf ignored Maritta and walked to Elistan with Scarlet Moon on his own.