Sugar, waste, proximity to the surface, these words are connected to lead Lukka to a seemingly absurd conclusion:

"Are the 'sugar mines' that the gnomes on the ground call the ones you threw away?"

Vic rolled his eyes at the ceiling above his head, nodded in disgust, and said, "That's right, so I look down on those gnomes, parasites, beggars, thieves, thieves, robbers, ......."

Lukka listened to him say this long list, and suddenly felt that if he could shut up and follow him down, he might be able to have a "pleasant" verbal exchange with the goblin.

"It's almost there, you don't eat those sugars anyway, and you don't let anyone else use them if you throw them away, it's too stingy, right?" Ollie said.

"Hmph, let's ......" Vic was about to retort, but caught a glimpse of the cold light on the blade out of the corner of his eye, and was immediately convinced, "You're right, I don't know as much as those gnomes. ”

"Leave the gnomes alone, you just said that the president of the Mining Association is the de facto ruler of the city, is that what the caretaker upstairs called President Gavin?" Luca asked.

"yes. Vic nodded.

President Gavin's information is not difficult to find, a city's administrator always needs to appear in public, and Luca is holding a book that records the past presidents of the Mining Association.

He flipped to the end of the book, the chapter of President Gavin, and his eyes widened immediately.

At the beginning of each president's chapter, there is a portrait, and although Lukka has a hard time distinguishing the subtle differences on each green face, the portrait of President Gavin is a bit too ...... Abstracted.

Different shades of green stretch out in the frame, and the overall style is like a kindergarten child's crayon graffiti, and if it weren't for a huge hooked nose in the middle, it's hard to believe that this is a portrait.

There is also a row of small letters below the portrait: .Gavin Self-Portrait.

"Is there something moldy in this drawing?" Ollie couldn't see the line of annotation, only the green in his eyes.

"You don't understand art!" Vic was a little annoyed.

Luca flipped through the next few pages and had to admit that this President Gavin was really versatile, and according to the description here, he was not only interested in painting and music, but also made great achievements in the design, manufacture and operation of new machinery.

For Luca, the most valuable thing about the booklet is not the green portrait or the compilation of Jonathan Gavin's talents, but the floor plan of the headquarters of the Deep Rock Mining Association on the last page.

According to the instructions below, this picture is printed here to facilitate the goblins who go there to visit and do business, so that they can easily find the department they want to go to. This made it easier for Luca, and although the area above the second floor was marked in red with the words "Not open to visitors", the location of President Gavin's study was clearly written on paper.

Lukka took a piece of sorcenary paper and laid it out, picked up a quill and drew it as it was.

"Ah, I drew the wrong line!" he whispered regretfully after a minute, then clumped the paper into a ball and took a new one and reopened it.

Vic looked at his bold use of paper, and sighed secretly as he touched the glass balls in his pocket with his right hand, asking for a Pease each!

Lukka copied the important parts of the plan on a spylen, folded it carefully, put it in his pocket, and rummaged through the materials.

"It's strange why isn't there a word of the 'master' you've been talking about?" he asked.

"Because the master has just come to this city. Vic replied.

"You've just been here, and you're really connected to the outside world, so the master isn't a goblin?" Lukka speculated.

"I don't know the specific situation, I only know that the master suddenly appeared in the mine more than half a month ago. As soon as he appeared, he helped us treat several incurable diseases, so President Gavin invited him to stay in Deep Mine City. Vic was extremely perfunctory about this kind of information that could not be verified in the book.

"Sounds like a traveling doctor. Ollie said.

"What kind of wandering doctor, the master is very capable!" Vic spat out a few more words of information from Ollie's stimulus, "The acid that melts the fortifications on the ground, and the paralyzing gas that makes you and the gnomes unable to move, but has no effect on us goblins, are provided by the master." ”

"Now it sounds like an alchemist again, is it Phil's classmate?" Lukka said as he got up from his chair and stretched, "Alright, we've got all the information we need, it's time for us to get out of here." ”

"Going, where?" said Vic, sitting motionless.

"Of course, I went to the headquarters of the Mining Association and borrowed a map of the well area. Luca said, "Don't bother, go to the help desk and pay the money." ”

Vic was dragged out of his chair by Ollie, reluctantly moved, paid Eleven Pease to the pink-haired goblin at the service desk, and left the museum with Lukka with a bitter face.

Walking down the street, Ollie looked left and right suspiciously: "Is it my delusion?

Indeed, the goblins in the streets are not as crowded as they had just been, and although there are still a few small vendors selling on the streets, and the shops are still open, the business is much quieter than before.

"There's always a rush hour in the shopping street, and at this point," Vic glanced at the towering clock tower in the middle of the intersection, "it's the time for the minecart to leave, and the miners and their families should go to the exit of the mine." Eh, why did you stop, and you still can't leave? I'll run away by myself if you don't go!"

Lukka didn't have time to tell whether Vic's words were true or false, and his attention was now drawn to a small vendor's cart.

At the top of the cart, rows of golden-colored kebabs were inserted, exuding a burst of aroma.

"Do you think we'll have a problem eating this food?" asked Ollie in a low voice, tugging at the hem of his coat.

"I don't know, I'll test it. Lukka replied in a whisper, placing his hand on the shrunken Amethyst staff, silently reciting the incantation of "Danger Perception".

The magic flowed back and forth on the meat skewers on the roof of the car, on the snacks in the window under the cart, and on the drinks placed next to it, without triggering any of the agitation that alerted Luca.

"No problem, you can eat it. He came to a conclusion.

Ollie turned around and rushed a few steps, grabbed Vic, who had run around the corner of the street, and dragged him back.

"Pay for it. "Lukka has picked up a meat skewer.