The dwarf illusionist Grimes Mumu thought he had avoided the Ranger Carl's gaze and used his spell to become invisible and enter the jungle. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info He cast a tracking spell on "that human", and as long as he was within fifteen miles, he could know the exact location, and he could sense the general direction within thirty miles. With only a three-hour time difference, it was impossible for him to escape from this range.

Through side knocks, he found out something about the human. "Mike" is a person who can't even speak the lingua franca, most likely an outsider, and the most inexperienced of the guys. The gnome's suspicion is confirmed by the Ranger, but he fails to find out how Mike got to this world.

"It seems that that the technology of making salt is also from another world, how can it not be used to benefit this world?" The illusionist felt that his reason was sufficient, and he could not delay something that would improve the happiness of the world's creatures, so he summoned his mount and began to speed up the pursuit.

A large pure white dog appeared in front of him, bowing his head and deferentially preparing to serve. Animals created by the summoning mount spell do not need to eat, drink, or rest, and are equipped with all the saddles and reins, making them more docile than real mounts when riding. However, the dwarf's magical ability is only enough to last about six hours of spell time.

It was dark after six hours, and it was impossible to continue the pursuit even with mounts, so such a short period of time would not delay anything. The dwarf rode on the back of the big dog, patted its head with his hand, and set out on the journey. He opened his backpack and placed the scrolls he might need on the outside, in a place where they could easily grab on.

Seducing humans was the first spell that came to his mind, a spell that could change Mike's perception of himself and become like a good brother who talks about everything. Maybe after talking for a while, Mike will be able to fully explain the salt-making technology. After that, do you just let him go?

The gnomes haven't made up their minds yet. He pinned his hopes on convincing Mike not to get involved in the salt industry. The elven alchemy salt is not just a product, many merchants and stakeholders form a huge net, closely monitoring whether there will be any troublemakers, and that is not a relationship that a newcomer to the other world can shake.

Mike will definitely be swallowed alive by these people, and there will be no scum left. If you watch him embark on this "dead end", it is not the obligation of a friend.

In fact, the dwarf village may not be able to completely resist the blows that may come from the elves, and it cannot be expected to rely on the illusion barrier outside the village. For the beasts of the Healthy Forest, those illusions were enough to isolate them, but against the more magically savvy elves, enchantments were as meaningless as unlocked doors.

After thinking about it, it's better not to involve the village in this matter, and all the risks are borne by yourself. The dwarf felt that although he was small, he was very responsible. He couldn't help but smile as he imagined that he would return to the village, bring with him a huge amount of supplies that would expand the barrier, and then be warmly welcomed.

He felt that McKibben was no longer moving, only moving in a small area. Look at the sky, it is approaching dusk, and it is very likely that the other party is preparing a place to camp. Seeing that he didn't take much with him when he left, he must be very busy now.

Now that he knew about this situation, he also consciously slowed down a bit. Riding a summoning dog does not require physical strength at all, but there are often shrubs, thorns and other plants in the woods to block the way. Summoned mounts are not as smart as real mounts, they don't know pain, they don't know how to dodge, and often inflict wounds on gnomes. Gnomes don't want to be scarred in front of their enemies, and the smell could reveal themselves. So he concentrated on directing the ride and walking, picking the easy paths.

When it got dark, he was sure he had caught up with Mike. From a long distance, he could smell a faint aroma of food, but he couldn't tell whether it was meat or mushrooms that were being grilled. The dense trees block the view, but you can still see the faint light of the fire.

A low, triangular shed was built from a few branches next to the campfire, barely enough to lie down with a body huddled. A pile of blades of grass lay haphazardly on the shed, the gap exposed in the middle large enough to reach for a fist. If it's raining, the shed is useless and can't stop the rain.

Zhao Mai turned his back to the bonfire, curled up and hid in the shed, sleeping sweetly. The leather armor was his pillow, and the shield served as a wall, blocking the direction of the back of his head and affecting the dwarf's vision. However, with the help of the bonfire, the dwarf seemed to see the short sword and the axe, both placed on Zhao Mai's lap. He was fully dressed and didn't take off his shoes, which was the right choice.

The leather bag for salt was placed next to the campfire, which was supposed to be a measure to keep out moisture. However, this will give off some of the smell of the roasted salt powder that is enough to attract animals with a keen sense of smell. Whether it's a leopard or a tiger, they will be curious or come to see. Besides, there is the smell of barbecue here, I really don't know if this Mike is looking for death.

The gnome approached cautiously, pricking up his ears to listen to the sounds around him. Suddenly a strange burst of music entered his ears, soothing and beautiful music, singing words that he didn't understand at all, unlike anything he knew.

Following the sound, a glowing object was placed next to the shield, about the size of a human hand. That's where the music comes from, and there seem to be rows of text scrolling upwards. If you listen carefully, this music has a lightness and holiness in it, which makes people involuntarily relax, and just want to keep intoxicated and immersed in it.

"Similar to the effect of a sleep spell?" the dwarf bit her lip and secretly raised her vigilance. He didn't believe that Mike would be a spellcaster, otherwise he wouldn't be indifferent to the tracking spells he cast. The gnome disbanded his mount and cast his invisibility again, cautiously approaching the fire.

There are two tripwires made of vines hidden between the roots of the tree, which act as a simple alarm. However, this trick could not be concealed from the dwarf, and he tried to lift his legs to step over. The fallen leaves on the ground were a little slippery, and there was too much moss in the area. But it's not without its benefits, at least when you walk, the sound becomes quieter.

The spell of seducing humans needs to be close to the other party to be cast, and it must be within ten meters, so it is best to look into the eyes of the other party and stare at the other party's expression. When the gnome came to the fire, he felt that it was almost too far away, so he took out his wand and began to recite the incantation.

The sound of gurgling and the crackling of the fire were mixed, and a red beam of light shot at Zhao Mai. The red light outlined the curve of his lying position, and then dissipated in all directions like a dandelion that had been blown away.

The gnome's eyes widened.