I can teach you a few of my spells. I have a ...... Fireball ...... Let me think, how did that come about?"

The old man kept nagging until the sun came to a stop somewhere.

Rodlis is suffering physically, Stone is suffering mentally, but it is perhaps Wade who has suffered the most these days.

The most brutal torture for the Kander was to lock him up.

It was also said that the most brutal torture of other races was to lock him up with a Kande.

After three days of Wade's constant whining, nagging, and jokes, everyone was willing to be dragged and rolled on the ground in exchange for an hour of silence from the Kanders—at least that's what Hubble said.

In the end, even Scarlet Moon loses patience and almost slaps him twice, but Robert drives the Kander to the back of the prison cart. Little Kande's feet stuck out of the car, his face pressed against the iron railing, and he felt bored to death.

He had never been so bored in his life.

Life becomes a little more interesting after discovering Evan on the way, but the entertainment value of the old man disappears after Robert forces Wade to return the old man's medicine packet. Driven by desperation, Tysokov began to search for new prey.

Seston, the dwarf of the valley.

Everyone sympathized with poor Seston. This valley dwarf was often abused by Toude, and was his most frequent punching bag. He kept delivering messages for Tode all night, running from the front of the convoy to the rear.

He took food out of the supply cart and fed the ponies who washed it, and left all the other rotten work that Toud thought of to him. Toude beats him at least three times a day, and the dragons often make fun of him, and the goblins steal his food. Even Milu would take the opportunity to stay with him when he passed by.

The sturdy dwarf of the valley endured it without saying a word, and won the sympathy of the crowd.

When Seston wasn't busy, he started walking with the group. Anxious to find out what was going on with Paktakas, Robert began to ask him about his hometown and how he had worked for Toude.

It took Seston a whole day to tell the story, and it took another day for everyone to figure it out, because he started in the middle and somehow picked it up from the beginning.

In the end, the story that was finally pieced together did not help. Seston's original residence was with a large group of valley dwarves who lived in the mausoleum near Paktakas. Later, in order to produce more weapons and armor to equip his army, King Mömmina seized the nearby iron mines.

"The fire, all day, all night, smells bad. Sethon wrinkled his nose. "Knock stones, all day, all night.

Sethon finds good errands in the kitchen. His expression became happy, "It's hot, it's very hot." His face darkened. "The soup is over. The hot soup quickly made the armor hot. The king of the Fierce Mind could only lie down for a week. “

He sighed to himself.

"Seston and Shomast, voluntarily. ”

"Maybe we can close that pit. Calamon suggested.

"That's a way," Robert thought. "How many dragonmen did King Fernana send to guard the mines?"

"Two!" said Seston, holding up ten fat fingers.

Robert sighed involuntarily, remembering as if he had encountered the same situation somewhere. Sethon looked at him hopefully. "There are only two dragons there, too. ”

"Two dragons!" Robert repeated incredulously.

"Two at most. ”

Calamon groaned and lay back. Ever since escaping Shaksharos, the warrior has been seriously considering the possibility of fighting the dragon. He and Stone discuss every legend about Shuma and ride the only remembered dragon slayer.

Unfortunately, no one had ever taken his legend seriously before (with the exception of the Sorenian knights, which was why they were ridiculed. As a result, many legends about Shuma have been distorted or forgotten with the passage of history.

"A rider who embraces truth and power. He summoned the power of the true gods and forged the dragon slaying spear. Calamon looked at Stone who was sleeping on the ground and read nourishingly.

"Dragon Slayer?" Evan woke up with a sniff. "Dragon Slayer Lance? Who just mentioned about Dragon Slayer Lance?"

"My brother," Rodrith smiled helplessly. He read a few words from the prayer. He and the knight seemed to suddenly be enthusiastic about the children's stories.

"Very good story, Shuma and the dragon slayer," said the old man, touching his beard.

"Stories — just stories. Calamon stretched. "Who knows if Shuma or the Dragon Slayer Gun is real. ”

"We now know that dragons are not legends. Rodrith muttered.

"Shuma is a real person. Evan said softly. "The Dragon Slayer Gun is also real. A sad expression appeared on the old man's face.

"Really?" Calamon sat up straight. "Can you describe that?" "Of course," Evan sniffed disdainfully.

Everyone is now starting to prick up their ears to listen. Evan was actually a little distracted by the crowd.

"The weapon is like- it's not. In fact it's like—no, it's not. It's really like ...... Relatively close...... It can almost be said that it is ...... Something—a spear, yes! like a spear!" he added earnestly. "And it's especially effective against dragons. ”

"I'm going to take a nap. Calamon muttered.

Robert smiled and shook his head. Turning back against the iron railing, he closed his eyes wearily. Soon, everyone except Rodlis and Wade fell asleep. The Kandes woke up boredly and looked at Rodrith with hope.

Sometimes, when Rodrith was in a good mood, he would tell him stories about ancient magicians. But now the mage was in his robes, and he was observing Evan curiously. The old man sat on a stool, his head snoring slightly as the car shook.

Rodlis's golden eyes narrowed, as if he remembered something important. After a few minutes, he put on his hood and leaned back, his face disappearing into the shadows.

Wade sighed. Then he saw Seston walking next to the prisoner's cart. The Kanders felt hopeful. Here, he knows, has a loyal audience.

Wade called him over and started telling his own favorite story. Both moons had sunk in the west, and the prisoners had gone to sleep. The goblins walked behind the convoy, half-asleep discussing when to set up camp. Xiu Master.

According to the virtue of walking in the front, full of fantasies about the upcoming promotion. Behind Shumast, the dragons conversed in their own language, looking at him with distrust when he wasn't looking.

Wade sat on the railing, shaking his feet and chatting with Seston. The Khandians noticed that Gircenas seemed to be pretending to be asleep with his eyes closed. Wade saw the elves open their eyes and look around while no one was looking.

This made Wade extremely curious.

It looks like Gircenas is waiting for something. The Kander people began to forget what stories they had told c "So I ...... Belch...... Grab a stone from the bag and throw it out. A bang hit the wizard in the head. ”

Wade quickly began to write an end to the story. The demon grabbed him by the leg and dragged him with him into the abyss of hell. ”

"But the demon should say thank you first. "Seston's heard the story several times, and the version is not quite the same.

"You forgot. ”

"Really?" Wade asked, glancing at Gilsenas. "yes, that's right, the demon said thank you to me and took back the magic ring he gave me. If it weren't for the darkness, you should have seen the marks of the ring on my finger. ”

"The sun rises and soon in the morning. I can watch. The dwarf of the valley said excitedly.

It was still a little dark, but a glimmer of light in the east signaled that the fourth day of their journey was about to begin.

Suddenly, Wade heard birds chirping in the forest. Other cries responded. What a strange bird call, Wade thought.

I've never heard this call before. But it could also be because he had never been to such a southern place before.

He knew from his map where they were now.

They had crossed the only bridge over the White Nu River and were heading towards Paktakas, the place where the name of the Curry Iron Mine was marked on the map. The terrain begins to rise, and dense aspen forests begin to appear at the other end of the horizon. The dragons and goblins watched the woods carefully, and their steps quickened. In this woods is the ancient home of the elves, Wellington.

Another bird call, this time closer. Wade's feathers stood on his back as the same birdsong came from his right. The Kanders turned their heads to see Gilcenas standing up, fingers to his lips, and making strange noises.

"Robert!" Wade shouted in a low voice, but the half-elf had already woken up. The same is true for everyone in the prison car.

Evan sat up, stretching. "Oh, very well," he said, "the elves are coming." ”

"What elf—where?" said Robert, sitting up.

Suddenly, there was a sound like an arrow piercing through the air. There was a scream from the supply vehicle in front, and the car that had lost its driver rolled into a pothole and rolled over. The driver of the prisoner cart pulled the reins hard to prevent Liao Lu from crashing into the wreckage of the supply truck in front of him.

The prisoner cart suddenly stopped, and the prisoners inside also staggered. The pilot then let Kang Lu continue to move forward, carefully directing it to dodge the wreckage in front of it.

Suddenly, the driver of the car screamed and grabbed his throat, and everyone could clearly see the tail feather of an arrow peeking out there. The body of the driver fell from the car, and the other soldier had just drawn his sword, followed by an arrow in the chest, and fell.

Milu felt the reins loosen and stopped, stopping to stop the prisoner cart. The sound of arrows breaking through the air and screaming could be heard all around.

Everyone lay on the floor of the prison cart for cover.

"What's going on, what's going on?" Robert asked Gilcenas.

But the elf ignored him, and only looked at the dawn of the forest. 'Monk!'" he shouted.

"Robert, what's going on?" Ston stood up and said his first words in four days.

"Brother Bo is the elder brother of Gilsenas, and I guess it's a rescue operation. Robert said. An arrow slammed into the cart and stuck into the floor, nearly hitting the knight.

"If we die, this rescue will be meaningless!" said Stone lying on the ground. "I thought elves were all archers!"

"Lie down. Girsenas ordered. "These arrows are just to cover our escape. It's a play-and-run strategy, and we don't have enough manpower to confront such a large number of troops head-on. We need to be ready to run into the forest right away. ”

"How are we going to get out of the prison van?" Ston asked.

"We can't prepare everything for you!" replied Gilsenas coldly.

"Aren't there any mages among you—"

"'You can't cast spells without spell materials!'" Rodelis snapped from behind a bench.

"Hold it down, old man!" he shouted to Aven, who was looking around curiously.

"Maybe I can help," the old mage mused, his eyes lit up. "Let me think about it—"

"What the hell is going on?" a voice yelled in the darkness. Xiu Master. "Why did we stop?" and "We've been attacked!" said Seston as he climbed out from under a prisoner's cart.

"Attack!what? Get this prisoner cart out of here!" shouted Tode. An arrow hits Tode's saddle.

The red pony's eyes suddenly widened and he looked at the forest in fear.

"We're being attacked! Elves want to save their companions!"

"The driver and the guards are dead!" said Seston, leaning close to the prisoner cart as another arrow nearly hit him, "what am I going to do?"

An arrow flew over Tode's head, and he bent over to try to dodge the attacks, forced to cling to the horse's neck so as not to fall. "I'm going to find another driver, you stay here and keep these prisoners to the death, if they escape, I'll just ask!"

Shuster kicked the pony hard, and the frightened half-dead creature leaped forward. "My soldiers!

Goblins!" Shoumaster shouted and ran to the back of the convoy.

"Hundreds of elves! We're surrounded. Run north! I'm going to report to King Mimina. Yin De shouted at the dragon captain. "You dragonmen are in charge of guarding these prisoners, and he rode on his horse and continued to run forward, and soon more than a hundred goblins followed their brave men and ran away.

"Okay, that's the goblin that way. Stone said, with a relaxed smile on his face. "Now we only need to deal with these fifty or so dragonmen. I guess there aren't hundreds of elves surrounding here, Hiro Gyrsenas shook his head, "There are only about twenty."

Lena lay on the floor and looked up cautiously to the south. In the morning light, dragonmen could be seen looking for cover from a distance of a mile, and the elves began to shoot at the place where they were hiding. She touched Robert's arm and pointed ahead.

"We've got to get out of this cage," Robert said, looking back. "The dragons won't go to great lengths to send us to Paktakas after Hummaster has left. They're just going to kill us all on the spot. Calamon?"

"I can try," the warrior muttered, as he stood up and gripped the bar tightly with his arm.