Ollie herself couldn't tell where the greatsword came from, after all, when she got it, she was only eleven years old, and it was not easy for her to escape from the fallen Red Shield Fort safely.

Anyway, the most important thing in front of him is to get the Guide Stone, so Lukka doesn't ask any more questions, and everyone discusses it and rests to recharge for tomorrow.

The next morning, Lukka met with the mayor of the Deep Furnace at breakfast, and before he could mention how he planned to use to pass through the lava-filled passage, he was mercilessly refused.

"No, absolutely not!" As soon as he heard that they were going to the temple of the mountain spirit, the old bald dwarf completely lost the kindness of the previous day, "You outsiders go to see the mountain spirit, if you anger him, our whole island will be buried with you!"

Lukka spent a long time talking to him, but he couldn't get permission, and seeing that the time was approaching noon, he simply sank his face and said in a different tone: "Mayor, I told you about our plan, not to discuss it with you. ”

"Yo, are you still going to be rough?" Before the mayor of the Deep Furnace could react, Jean next to him roared loudly and took off the hammer hanging from his waist.

Lukka cast a grease spell on the ground beneath his feet, and Jean immediately fell on all fours, and the hammer nearly flung out.

Shut up and was startled by his spell, and flew up and shouted, "Don't use this, get rid of it!" The temperature here is high, and if the grease is roasted, this room will be cooked!"

"Oh, okay. Luca also realized his mistake, just now he patronized the quarrel, forgetting that the environment here is special.

Jean got up from the ground, and instead of asking himself how he had fallen, he rushed over with his hammer again.

"Hey, why don't you know how to advance or retreat?" Ollie shook her head, raised her greatsword, and knocked him unconscious with the hilt.

The beard of the mayor of the Deep Furnace burned angrily, and his voice trembled and said, "I respect that you were introduced by the Undercurrent Chamber of Commerce, and I have only been telling you for so long. Are you going to do it to my apprentice, are you planning to start a war with all the dwarves?

There was certainly more than one apprentice beside him, and when he heard the mayor's anger, the other dwarves around him also raised their hammers.

Ollie carried the giant sword, his face full of displeasure: "Are you unreasonable?

"This is our dwarven territory, no," the mayor of the Deep Furnace paused and regrouped his words, "This is the territory of the mountain spirits first, and our dwarven territory second, and you are attacking ...... with weapons here"

He was halfway through his words, but as if he had suddenly been cast by some magic, his eyes stared straight at Ollie, and it took a long time to regain his voice, "Where did you steal the sword in your hand?"

"What stolen!" Ollie was even angrier, "it was given to me by my sword master." ”

"Your swordsman, what's his name?" said the Mayor of the Deep Furnace.

Ollie was a little confused, but a name was not a secret, and replied, "His name is Barry Karanco." ”

The Mayor of the Deep Furnace took a step closer, "Does he have a scar on the left side of his face?"

"yes, you know him?" Ollie was surprised, she had never heard that the captain of the guard who had given her swordsmanship had ever left the Sunset Islands.

The mayor of the Deep Furnace didn't answer her question, but pointed to the giant sword in her hand: "Look at the hilt of this sword, if there is a mark. ”

"Don't look, I know. There was indeed an imprint, and I kept wondering what the hell it was, it looked like two uncooked lamb chops. Ollie replied.

"What two lamb chops!" Mayor Deep Furnace raised his hammer as well, a movement that caused Ollie to reflexively jump backwards and aim the tip of his sword at him.

"Don't be so nervous, I'm here to show you the mark on this hammer. "The mayor of the Deep Furnace raised his hammer even higher.

Ollie glanced at the hammer, "It's the same, what the hell is this?"

"This is my imprint, and the pattern is the shape of my furnace. The Mayor of the Deep Furnace withdrew his hammer, he was a little old, and such a simple action made him gasp.

Ollie became more vigilant: "Your mark, don't tell me, you plan to advertise that my sword belongs to you dwarves too!"

"Of course not," Lord Deep Furnace shook his head, "I made this sword for Barry with my own hands, and it's the last masterpiece I've ever made in my life!"

"Has Captain Karanko been here?" asked Ollie. As far as she can remember, Barry Kalanco seems to have been the captain of the Red Shield Keep since she was born.

Mayor Deep Furnace sat back in his chair and adjusted his breathing: "That's not true, about thirty years ago, when I left this island for the last time, I met him on the ship of the Undercurrent Chamber of Commerce. ”

"And then?" Ollie, who had always been impatient, asked when he saw that the old dwarf seemed to be stuck in memory.

"Oh, that's a lot of a story, anyway, the two of us, along with some other companions, had a very thrilling adventure, and when we finally parted, I built this sword for him. The mayor of the deep furnace said.

"Can you be specific?" Luca interjected, not only Ollie, but everyone also felt very uncomfortable listening to the mayor of the Deep Furnace Town's avoidance of complicated and simple narration.

"Well," Mayor Deep Furnace rolled his eyes, "I've written it all in my adventure memoirs, I'll give you a copy later, and you can read it slowly." ”

He turned his head and continued to say to Ollie, "I didn't expect Barry to take in a female apprentice and give you this sword. Speaking of which, how is he now? I remember when we parted, he said he was going to go to the Sunset Islands, and you were also from the Sunset Islands, right? Based on your human age, he should be about the same age as me now, right?"

He ...... has passed away. Ollie said, bowing her head.

"Died, when?" said the Mayor of the Deep Furnace jumped up from his chair.

Lukka suddenly walked over and interrupted the conversation between the two men: "You can talk about it later. We're going to the temple urgently, can you tell me where the iron ship is carrying the sacrifices?"

The Mayor of the Deep Furnace lowered his head and muttered, "If it was Barry's apprentice, he might really be able to resolve the anger of the Mountain Spirit." ”

"So, you're not going to stop us?" Lukka hurriedly struck while the iron was hot.

The mayor of the Deep Furnace hesitated for a moment, and finally made up his mind: "Let it be." But how are you going to get there? I'm not going to watch Barry's apprentice jump into the lava. ”

"This kind of thing, just leave it to me, the mage. Lukka smiled, "Where the hell is that ship?"