"Wait, damn it. Master Bruce hasn't entered the city yet!"

With the creak of the wooden door turning, a fat horse covered in mud and galloping dragged his swearing master to the gates of the Ashfurnace Castle.

"Sir, it's getting dark, close the city gates. The monastery outside the city had bread and water. A glint flashed in Drogba's narrowed eyes, and he motioned for his assistant to continue closing the door.

The knight on the fat horse sighed, raised his hand, and a golden light drew an arc in the night and fell into the city wall.

Click, the wooden gate stopped, "There is no sun today, it's still early, let's wait another half an hour before closing the city gate." "A gold coin landed in Drogba's pocket without any mistake.

"Have a drink tonight, fatty. Bruce entered the city gate and was relieved, as long as he was not locked out of the city gate, he would have ended the night.

Drogba liked the term Fatty, but that was before Merlin came to Ashforge Valley. A man's fat growth indicates that he eats meat regularly, but after Merlin arrives in the Valley of the Ashheart, Drogba begins to doubt this thought. The eldest prince of Celis is not fat at all, which really makes Drogba too strange, Merlin is not fat at all.

"How's the harvest, how many Hell's Ghost magic crystals?" Drogba slowly descended to the city gate unhappy.

"This time I was unlucky, I only got one magic crystal, but even if it was just one magic crystal, it would be enough for me to spend a long time at the fisherman's bar. Bruce didn't tell the truth, in fact he gained much more than a magic crystal.

"One magic crystal, one cup is not enough, the purchase price given by the church is five hundred gold coins now, Bruce you are not a stingy person, are you. Drogba was a little jealous, he wanted to go to the undertown, but recently it was his turn to patrol, and if it weren't for his daddy Lance, he would have joined the dungeon's explorer team.

The news of the discovery of the ruins in the Valley of the Ashhearth caused a sensation near the city of Hippo, and the desire for magic crystallization by the Church and the Academy of Arius sent countless people to the Valley of the Ashhearth, and the Academy of Arius established an adventurer camp in the Black Forest, and Merlin took the opportunity to open the grocery store of the Bohemian Chamber of Commerce into it. Lord St. Thomas advises adventurers who have not reached the level of Silver Knight not to go deep into the second level of the dungeon, although the magic crystals of the abyssal ghosts are tempting, but the ghosts that are immune to physical attacks are not so easy to deal with.

Although the Sunday was over, the number of people in the Grey Furnace Valley did not decrease, and more and more adventurers poured in. The rooms at the Fisherman's Bar are already full, and Wendy is now considering expanding the Fisherman's Bar.

To Merlin's surprise, Augustine did not become the master of the Light of Truth, and Sister Rand took over the Abbey of the Light of Truth, along with Sister Vivien and a team of Guardian Knights. Augustine became the abbot of the Abbey of Michel in Hippo, and he went a little reluctantly, but no one could disobey the will of the saints, not even his beloved disciples.

Merlin returned to his regular lifestyle, and spent the morning copying manuscripts in the Light of Truth. The only thing that upsets Merlin is that when Merlin is copying manuscripts, the ghostly Vivien always appears on his side unexpectedly. The manuscripts are now kept in the Truth Light cupboard, guarded by a pair of brave guardian knights, and Merlin is not able to look at them except when he is copying them again.

Merlin returns to Ashfurnace in the afternoon. Continuous rainfall made it difficult to sow seeds, and the muddy wilderness severely affected the speed of the farmland, but after planting there was no need to water again. Leah gets busy, and the influx of adventurers makes the Bohemian Chamber of Commerce's grocery store business boom.

Everyone was busy and happy, except for one person, Barbara, the second-ring spellcaster who was slumped on the floor in the alchemy laboratory, fell into confusion, her magic experiment had failed three times, and then she turned to meditate and burn the two-ring spell, failed, burned again, failed again, she switched to burning the illumination of the first ring, and still failed.

"Is this what the teacher said about falling into a desperate situation, Barbara can't even burn the illumination, am I really not suitable to be a great five-ring spellcaster?" Barbara muttered to herself, failure made the most magically gifted spellcaster of the Apocalypse begin to doubt life, but who didn't grow up in self-doubt and affirmation.

"Why is that, why can't even the simplest illumination techniques be burned. "Is it because my hands are shaking?" Barbara stood up, she slowly moved to the edge of the mirror, looking at the girl with crimson cheeks in the mirror, "Why, why can't he wait, Barbara will soon find the entrance to the next floor, why did he reveal the secret of the ruins, is it because he doesn't trust Barbara? Damn!" the woman in the mirror bit her lip stubbornly. I must ask him, why is he doing this, doesn't he know what an unexplored relic means to a spellcaster?"

The fraudster mask on Barbara's face twisted, her nose began to straighten, her lips turned up, and her eyebrows and eyes furrowed. Slowly, it changed into a different look. She turned out a brand-new bohemian dress from the box, this is Barbara's newly bought clothes, she hasn't worn it yet, Leah's chamber of commerce is said to be the owner of the Baron of Ashburgh, the bohemian dress is very sought-after, if it weren't for Barbara paying a deposit of ten gold coins in advance, she might not have been able to get this beautiful dress.

**

In the evening, in Merlin's bedroom, he was planning another big thing, the influence of the church and the Arius Academy made the baron lord almost sleep, if he couldn't find a corresponding solution, Harrell of Hippo City was definitely Merlin's role model.

Late at night, a tall figure slowly walked into Merlin's bedroom.

"Who are you?"

"Leah, I'm Leah!" the visitor was visibly nervous, his voice trembling.

"Leah, my darling. Merlin's aggressive gaze went up and down the visitor's bohemian dress, and then opened his arms, "Come on, baby, come here." A shallow smile appeared on Merlin's lips.

"Okay, you can. The Lai Sheng stiffened his hand and blocked Merlin from his body, "I have a question, can you answer it first?"

"Of course, what do you want to ask?"