Looking at the face reflected in the glass window, Vic almost burst into tears.

Honestly, this new face is much better looking than his original appearance, even in the aesthetics of the goblin, and he looks younger. Just with such a face, Vic's hope of being recognized by an acquaintance was completely cut off.

He turned his head in frustration, only to find that Lukka was holding a staff and tinkering with something.

"What else do you want to do?" Vic's voice startled him.

"Oh, there was a little mistake just now, and I forgot to change your voice as well. Lukka said, "Okay now, the voice is disguised." ”

Vic was literally going to cry.

These two humans are not only vicious, but they also make these things that he can't understand, even if they just want to get out of the passage of the well, and they won't kill themselves, but if they become like this, how can they face other goblins in the deep mine in the future?

"Why aren't you leaving?" asked Ollie.

Vic pouted, kicking the bricks in the ground with the tips of his shoes, not saying a word.

"I can probably guess what you're worried about," Lukka said with a smile, "don't worry, as long as you help us get the map, I'll restore you to the way you were." ”

Of course, Vic didn't know that these illusion tricks imposed on him would only take a few days to become invalid even if Lukka didn't make any moves.

He didn't fully believe in Luca's promise, but it was a silver lining, and Vic had no choice but to step away and head in the direction of the museum again.

Ten minutes later, the museum appeared in front of them.

Even first-time visitors like Luca and Ollie will recognise the building at a glance. Its rock walls were polished, and in front of the door stood a huge stone sculpture the height of three goblins, containing a pile of scrolls on which an open book rested.

"What documents do you need to get here?" Lukka found himself ignoring the question.

"Yes, I have a library card. Vic said as he pulled out a small silver metal plaque from his coat pocket.

Lukka took it and looked at it, and the card only had a number, no name or photo.

"Don't worry, when you borrow a book, they don't care who the number belongs to, they just register it. Only if the information is not returned within the time limit, will it be checked. Vic said.

"But we have three people here, uh, three goblins, and only one number, is that okay?" Lukka was not very reassured, he always felt that the goblin driver was hiding something, but the few threats along the way failed to see the flaw.

"No, no, there are often several goblins looking for the same information, and sometimes the honest of the academy will bring a whole class of students over, do they have to record them one by one? Vic said.

Lukka frowned, his magic was not omnipotent, and the point of telling if someone was telling a lie was not something that could be done with spells. He just surmised from the slight glint in the goblin's eyes that Vic's unusually positive attitude must have some ulterior motives.

However, they have all arrived at the door of the museum, try to borrow it first, and if they don't succeed in snatching the map and breaking out of a way, it shouldn't be too difficult, at most it's just a few group vertigo techniques. Judging by Vic's reaction, goblins are not resistant to magic.

"Then let's go, just talk about borrowing maps, not a lot of nonsense!" Lukka said.

Vic walked in front very cooperatively, and went straight to the front desk, explaining what Luca meant.

The information desk in the library is also carved out of stone, and a young female goblin sits in the back, and from Luca's point of view, only one of her pigtails dyed pink can be seen.

"Borrow a map of the well area, go upstairs and turn right, and go all the way to the end. The goblin said lazily.

The three of Luca climbed the stairs, passed through a corridor, passed several gates with signs such as "Mechanical Drawings Area", "Literary Materials Area", and "Mineral Materials Area", and finally came to the door of the "Map Data Area".

Behind the door is a large hall, on the left hand side are rows of stone shelves that extend deep into the back, and on the right are several flat stone tables, next to which are also stone stools, which are not very comfortable to look at.

The administrator of the map area was much more enthusiastic than his counterparts downstairs, and after hearing their intentions, he said with a smile: "The latest map of the well area, please show me your library card."

Vic handed over the metal plate, the other party checked it, nodded and said, "I'll take the documents first." Wait here, and I'll pick it up. ”

With that, he turned and walked to the left, disappearing behind the rows of shelves.

Lukka sat down on the stone bench and breathed a sigh of relief. Since he was taken underground, his spirit has not been able to relax for a moment, and now as soon as he sits down, the first reaction given by his body is "hunger".

Ollie was even more exaggerated than he was, and there was even a clear ringing in his stomach.

"I'm sorry, I can't control this, I haven't eaten. Her green cheeks flushed slightly.

"Did you bring any snacks?" Lukka asked.

"I'm not Nora, I always have food in my pocket. Ollie was slightly regretful.

"You can't eat snacks here!" Vic wasn't so excited when he was threatened by Luca, "All eating and drinking are prohibited in the museum, and if you violate it, you will have to pay a fine, no matter who you are!"

"And how much is the fine?" Lukka was always concerned about the amount of money.

"At least five thousand pis!" Vic's expression was slightly exaggerated, but the two humans had no idea what he was talking about.

"Pease?" Luca repeated, the word he seemed to have heard in the street, and it was the unit that the vendors and customers with the carts were haggling over.

"Well," Vic pulled out a small leather bag from his pocket, and poured out a few colored glass balls and a few small pieces of paper from it, "this one is one pis, more than ten transactions, we will use paper money, you know what paper money is, right?"

Lukka nodded immediately, and Ollie immediately shook her head.

Vic just asked, not intending to explain to Ollie what paper money is, and continued to himself: "A good salt-grilled scimitar lizard skewer is only sold for half a pis! A fine of five thousand pias is enough to buy a small house in a mining area outside the central area!"