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"I don't have an answer," Robert said with a sigh. He rubbed his eyes with his hands. "I think we should try it in the small towns and strongholds in the south. ”

Wade was bored by these conversations, and it made no difference to him wherever he went.

He watched the whole inn intently, and forced himself to check the ** in the kitchen fire, because Robert had warned him not to cause trouble.

So he can only observe other customers as a pastime.

He quickly noticed that the cloaked guy by the door was listening intently as the group began to talk more and more intensely. Robert raised his voice again, and the word Quelingnasti came back to life. The stranger put down the ale in his hand with a click.

Just as Wade was about to warn Robert, Lena took a lot of food out of the kitchen and threw it hard in front of the dragonmen, skilfully dodging their claws. Then she walked back to the group.

"Can I eat some more potatoes?" asked Calamon.

"No problem. Lena smiled and picked up the pot and went back to the kitchen. Calamon sensed that Rodrith was watching him, and he blushed and began to play with the fork in his hand.

"In Quelingnasti—" Robert raised his voice again, trying to dismiss Stone's insistence on going north.

Wade saw the stranger in the corner stand up and start walking towards them. "Robert, someone's coming. ”

The Kander whispered.

The conversation stopped. Everyone's eyes are fixed on their glasses, and the footsteps of strangers approaching can be clearly heard. Robert began to blame himself for not noticing him earlier.

The dragons also noticed the strangers. As he approached the monsters' table, one of the dragonmen stretched out his foot. The stranger tripped and slammed into the table next to him. The monsters laughed out loud. Then the dragonman saw the stranger's face.

"Elf!" Ryuiri hissed, ripped off his hood, revealing elves' characteristic almond eyes, pointed ears, and the noble temperament of elves.

"Let me pass," the elf said back, hands raised in the air. "I'm just going to say hi to those people. ”

"You're going to have to say hello to Shomast, elf!" roared the dragonman. It leapt up and grabbed the collar of his cloak, and the drake shoved the elf towards the bar. The other two dragons laughed loudly.

Lena was about to take the steel back to the kitchen when she quietly walked behind the dragonman. "Stop!" she shouted, grabbing one of the dragonman's arms. "Spare him! He's just a paying customer just like you. ”

"Don't be nosy, little girl!" the dragonman shoved Lena away and slapped the elf twice in the face with his claws.

Blood flowed from the corners of the elf's mouth, and as the dragonman let go, he staggered and clutched his drowsy head.

"Ha, kill him," cried a human from the north. "Let him scream! just like the other elves!"

"I'm going to gouge out his slender eyes with my sword, and that's what I'm going to do!" the dragonman pulled out.

"I've had enough!" Stone rushed forward, the others following behind, but everyone knew that he was too far away from the elf to have little chance of saving his life. But the helper is closer than expected: Lena. Veran screamed in rage, slamming the pot on the head of the dragonman at lightning speed.

With a bang, the dragonman stared blankly at Lena and fell to the ground. The elf jumped forward and drew the knife at his waist, trying to stop the other two dragonmen who were rushing towards Lena. Stone lunged at her, knocking the other dragonman unconscious. Calamon's giant arm grabbed the remaining one and threw it towards the bar.

"River Breeze, don't let them out of the gate!" robert, seeing the goblin stand up, shouted at once. The Plainsman grabbed one of the goblins as soon as he touched the doorknob, but the other escaped. They could clearly hear it yelling at the guards.

Lena, still holding the pot in one hand, knocked another goblin unconscious. But another goblin saw Calamon rushing and immediately jumped out of the window.

Scarlet Moon stood up. "Cast a spell!" she grabbed Rodlis's hand and said to him, "think of something!"

The mage looked at her coldly. "There's no hope," he whispered. "I don't want to waste my energy. ”

Crimson Moon looked at him angrily, but the mage had already lowered his head and drank the medicine. Biting her lip, she ran to River Breeze's side, a bag containing a precious platinum disc hanging from her arm. She could hear the frenzied sound of horns all around outside.

"We've got to get out of here!" said Robert, as a human warrior grabbed him by the neck and crushed him to the ground. Wade yelled and jumped onto the bar and began to frantically throw the woods at the half-elf attackers, nearly hitting Robert.

Hubble stood in the midst of the chaos, glaring at the strange elf. "I know you!" he exclaimed suddenly.

"Robert, it's not—"

A cup hit the dwarf in the head, knocking him to the ground.

"Oops, oops. Wade said.

Robert threw the warrior from the north, knocking him unconscious and throwing him under the table. He lifted Wade off the bar and placed him on the floor, then knelt beside Hubble as he groaned and tried to get to his feet. "Robert, that elf—"

Hubble blinked groggily and asked, "What hit me?"

"It's the big guy, the one who fell under the table, he's the one who hit you!" Wade pointed.

Robert stood up and looked at the elf Hubble was pointing at. "Gilsenas?"

The elf glared at him. "Tancellus. He said coldly. "I don't recognize you at all.

Your beard—" The horn sounded again, this time closer.

"Oh my God!" the dwarf groaned and struggled to his feet. "We've got to get out of here! Hurry up!

"There's no back door!" Lena shouted frantically, still holding the pot in her hand.

"Not really," a voice came from the door. "There's no back door. You are my captives. ”

A burst of torchlight shone into the inn. Everyone covered their eyes, barely able to make out the figure of many goblins standing behind a fat body.

Hurried footsteps could be heard clearly outside, followed by what appeared to be hundreds of goblins at the windows and doorways. The goblins who were still alive or awake in the inn struggled to their feet, drew their weapons, and watched the group hungrily.

"Stone, don't do anything stupid!" Robert shouted, grabbing the knight as he prepared to charge into the goblin encirclement.

"We surrender," the half-elf shouted.

Stone looked angrily at the half-elf, and for a moment Robert thought he would break free and rush forward.

"Please, Stone," Robert said quietly. "Believe me, this is not the time for us to sacrifice. ”

Stone hesitated for a moment, looking at the goblins pouring into the inn around him. They all flinched a little, afraid of his greatsword and swordsmanship, but he knew that if he dared to make a rash move, they would immediately rush at him. "This is not the time for us to sacrifice. ”

What strange words. Why did Robert say that? Does everyone have a "moment to sacrifice"?

If so, Stone figured it out, this was indeed not the time to sacrifice, if he had a choice. There's no glory in dying in an inn, the body trampled by stinking goblins.

Seeing that after riding and putting away his weapon, the guy at the door finally felt safe to walk in, surrounded by nearly a hundred loyal men. Everyone finally saw clearly that the gray speckled skin and the narrow red pig eyes turned out to belong to Xiumast. Vote for Germany.

Wade swallowed and hid beside Robert. "He must not recognize us," Wade whispered, "and it was getting dark when he stopped us to ask about the Crystal Staff. ”

It was clear that Tou De did not recognize them. A lot of important things have happened this week, and Toude's little head can hardly hold so many things. His red eyes were fixed on the knight's insignia beneath Stone's cloak.

"It's a refugee from Solanya again. ”

Toude said.

"Yes," Robert answered quickly. He doubted that Tou De knew about Shaksharos's doom. He speculated that Xiu Master should not know about such a secret thing as the platinum disc. But King Fernana knew, and he would soon receive news of his death.

Even any of the valley dwarves could tell him. No one should be allowed to know that they are from the East.

"It took us a long time from the north to get here. We don't mean to get into trouble, it's these dragonmen—"

"Yes, yes," said Toude impatiently. "I've heard something similar before. His little eyes narrowed. "Hey!you!" he shouted, pointing at Rodrith. "What are you hiding over there, brothers, catch him!"

Schumaster stepped back from the door and looked at Rodlis worriedly. Several goblins lunged at the emaciated young man, knocking over a number of chairs and tables.

A roar erupted from Calamon's throat, and Robert gestured to the warrior, signaling him to be at ease.

"Stand up!" shouted one of the goblins, pointing a spear at Rodrith.

Rodrith slowly stood up and carefully packed his bag. As he reached for his staff, the goblin stepped forward and grabbed the mage's shoulder.

"Don't touch me!" Rodrith whispered, stepping back.

"I'm a mage!"

The spirits hesitated for a moment, looked at each other, and looked back at Toude.

"Catch him!" shouted Humast, hiding behind a tall goblin.

"Let him be with other people. If everyone in the red robe was a mage, then the floor should be full of rabbits they conjured up by now!If he didn't want to follow obediently, stab him to death, "I'm going to pierce him anyway," the goblin giggled. He smiled and pointed the finger at the mage's hardship.

Once again, Robert stopped Calamon from making any moves.

"Your brother can take care of himself," he quickly whispered.

Rodrith raised his arms and spread his fingers, looking as if he was about to surrender. Suddenly, he began to chant the incantation, "Calis." Kalan, Tubanice—Ka!" and pointed to the goblins.

Small, converging darts of white light emerged from the tips of his fingers, slicing through the air and piercing deep into the goblin's body. The goblins fell to the ground with a scream, and the goblins rushed forward angrily as the smell of burnt flesh and fur filled the room.

"Don't kill him, you fools!" shouted Toude. Schumaster had exited the door, and had kept the tall goblin his cover. "The King of Fierce Minna has a high bounty for the mage who catches him alive.

But—" Tou De seemed to think of something suddenly, "the king has no reward for catching the Kanders alive, just hand over their tongues!

"What if the Kandes die?" roared Rodrith.

The group suddenly fell into a heart-stopping silence. Robert felt a cold sweat break out on his forehead. Rodrith can really take care of himself! Damn mage!

The situation in front of him was much more than Xiu Master expected, and he didn't know what to do.

Especially the fighters in front of them are still holding weapons. He looked at the mage, almost pleadingly, who shrugged.

"I will follow you obediently," Rodrith whispered, his golden eyes glinting. "Just don't touch me. ”

"No, of course not," Toude muttered. "Bring him here. ”

The goblin looked at Shumath uneasily, and asked the mage to stand beside his brother.

"Have you caught them all?" asked Toude impatiently. "Confiscate their weapons and backpacks. ”

To avoid further trouble, Robert immediately removed his bow and quiver from his back and placed them on the smoke-blackened floor. Tysokov quickly lowered his Houpak staff, and Hubble tossed the tomahawk as well.

Everyone else did Robert's example, except for Stone standing, his hands folded over his chest, and—"Please, let me keep my bag," Scarlet Moon said. "There's no weapons in there, and there's nothing of value in there, I swear!"

Everyone turned to her, and everyone remembered the precious platinum disc inside. Everyone is in a tense situation.

River Wind stood in front of Crimson Moon, who had removed his bow but still had a sword in his hand, and the knight was just like him.

Suddenly, Rodrith squeezed in. The mage lowered his staff, a bag containing spell herbs, and a backpack containing a precious spell book. He didn't worry about these things, he had already cast a protective spell on them;

Anyone other than him would go crazy if they tried to read the book, and the Staff of Martes could protect itself. Rodrith held out his hand to Crimson Moon.

"Give me the bag," he said mildly. "Or they'll kill us. ”

"Listen to him, my dear," said Toude quickly. "He's a smart guy. ”

"He's a traitor!" shouted Scarlet Moon, clutching her bag.

"Give them the bag," Rodrith repeated impatiently.

Scarlet felt her defenses crumble, his special powers breaking her will. "No, you can't!"

She choked up. "This is our hope—"

"It's going to be fine," Rodrith whispered, calmly looking at her blue neck. "Remember the crystal staff, remember the result when I touched it?"

Crimson Moon blinked. "Yes," she muttered. "It's shaking you away—"

"Shhhh "Give them the bag. Don't worry. There won't be a problem.

The true God will protect their own possessions. “

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