Lukka followed Jean around several furnaces, dodging sparks from the anvils, and over the improvised stone bridge over the lava ditch, to the southeast entrance of the cavern.

Jean stopped, turned back and said, "From here on, you all have to pay attention, keep your steps soft, and speak quietly. ”

"What, Mayor Mare, has a nervous breakdown?" Phil pressed the pouch hanging from his waist with his hand, and almost uttered the habitual phrase "I have medicine."

Jean glared at him, "Mayor is fine! I'm afraid you'll disturb the spirit of the mountain." ”

The dwarves don't pay much attention to etiquette, and in turn, they don't care much about Phil's rude words and actions, and they don't want to deal with outsiders whether they are polite or not.

"Don't worry, I'll keep them silent. Luca said.

In fact, as long as they don't shout loudly, the volume of ordinary speech is already a whisper in the eyes of the dwarves, and it is not so easy to disturb the mountain spirits.

Once inside, the temperature quickly cooled, and Lukka took the handkerchief from Ollie and wiped the sweat from his head. He looked back and saw that except for Daniel, Nora, and Thea, everyone else was in a similar state to him, and their clothes were already soaked with sweat.

I thought I could finally cool down, but I didn't expect that after walking for less than five minutes, the temperature in the passage rose again.

"It's here. Jean said as he walked to the stone door at the end of the passage, took off his sledgehammer and knocked twice on the door.

No one spoke, and with a cacophony of rocks rubbing, the stone door slowly opened.

Lukka walked in and found himself in another cave.

The cave was certainly not about three times the size of the Silent Death's lounge, and only half of the cave was solid rocky ground, and the same lava river flowed through the north side of the cavern. The heat Lukka felt came from the river.

The walls of this cave are obviously artificially carved, and there are several square pieces of basalt scattered around it regularly, which seem to be placed according to some kind of law.

In the middle of a stone sat a wrinkled dwarf. His beard was white, but still luxuriant, bound by three golden rings, but there was not a single hair on his head, shining red from lava.

"Looks like this is the altar, and that bald head is the mayor. Ollie whispered.

She kept her voice low, a volume that to most dwarves was not much like a mosquito humming, and they wouldn't be able to hear what she was saying.

But the bald old dwarf immediately turned his head, nodded at her, and said with a smile, "That's right, I'm the mayor of the town here, Fryan Deep Furnace. ”

"Oh, you can hear me. Ollie was a little embarrassed, but her face had already been burned red by the lava river, and she couldn't see the color at all.

"It's thanks to your Undercurrent Chamber of Commerce," the Mayor of the Deep Furnace pointed to his left ear, where there was a pebble-like stuff, "I got this for me, it's called a 'magic hearing aid,' or I wouldn't have heard anything." ”

"Actually, we are not from the Undercurrent Chamber of Commerce, we can only say that we have something to do with them. Luca clarified that although the black market is his family business, he has not yet given birth to a son.

"Almost, almost, the letter said that you are friends of the Undercurrent Chamber of Commerce. Although the mayor of the Deep Furnace has good hearing, his laughter is just as loud, "What do you want me to provide when you come here?"

"The Guiding Stone is yours, right? Luca said.

"Is it for this?" said the mayor of the Deep Furnace with a hint of hesitation on his face, "...... now"

A knock on the door with a hammer against a stone interrupted the conversation, and several dwarves entered. They carried an iron base, about two meters long, shaped like a small boat, and piled with various packages of various sizes.

"Can you sit here for a while? The mayor of the deep furnace said.

"Of course, you're busy. Lukka found a clean stone and sat down, and the others took their places, with the biggest, Linde and Daniel, sitting on the floor.

The mayor commanded a few dwarves, carefully hoisting the iron boat in chains and placing it in the lava river, and flipping a switch on a nearby wall.

The slowly flowing lava suddenly accelerated, and the iron boat flowed out of the cave in the wall.

The mayor of the Deep Furnace looked at the flames of the lava for a moment, then finally breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and asked, "Did you bring the certificate?"

Lukka took out the gray slate he had taken from Art, raised it with his right hand, and poured a stream of magic into it, and the slate immediately burst into a bright magical light.

"Alright, that's fine. The Mayor of the Deep Furnace covered his eyes and said, "This light is even more powerful than in the furnace. ”

"If you don't have a problem looking, can you give me the Guide Stone?" Lukka asked.

The mayor of Deep Furnace looked embarrassed: "I can't do it now." ”

"Why is that?" Luca's voice raised slightly.

Less than two months ago, he asked Arte to make it clear that although the Guiding Stone was handed over to the dwarves for safekeeping, the ownership was still owned by the Undercurrent Chamber of Commerce, and he would never be mistaken.

For a moment, he even thought that maybe it was because it was so precious that the dwarven town grew greedy and wanted to keep it for himself. However, considering the dwarves' rough personality and the influence of the Undercurrent Chamber of Commerce in the Boiling Sea, Lukka quickly put aside this idea.

The Mayor of the Deep Furnace said, "That's right, the Guide Stone is one of the two great treasures of the Boiling Sea, it can be stolen even in the Tower of Calm, and when it was sent to me fifty years ago, I took a lot of effort to prevent it from being stolen again. Whether it's in the town or in the melting pot, I don't think it's safe, there is only one place that ordinary people will never be able to reach. ”

"Where is that? Don't tell me you threw it into the lava. Luca said.

"Of course not, but it's pretty much it. The Mayor of the Deep Furnace sighed, "I put it in the temple of the Mountain Spirit, where it is protected by the Mountain Spirit, and no outsider can enter it. ”

"Wouldn't you just take it out?" said Ollie.

"The temple of the spirit of the mountain, in the depths of this mountain, where I would have visited once a year, to listen to his old man's commands at close range. But in the past few months, I don't know who angered him, the lava river there suddenly swelled, and now the road leading to the temple has been completely swallowed up by lava, and I am also worried. The mayor of the deep furnace said.