As the five of them made their way along the lakeshore toward the central hinterland of the valley, the appointment of a temporary guide was ultimately decided to be undertaken by the local native, Lockane Greyblade.

After all, in the future, the party without the guide will be blind, and not only will they pay more risk costs for trespassing, but they may also encounter the camp of other creatures like Locke, this basin in the middle of the snowy mountains.

Kabore looked at the exaggerated vibration of the portable compass in his hand, the pointer on which showed the direction rotated tirelessly, his expression a little tired, his physical device had been blinded and he could not make out the way forward.

The original markings on the road to the Garok Mountains had been shattered by the avalanche raid, and the team members were scattered, and now even if they returned to the entrance of the valley, the young hunter could not guarantee that a few people would be able to break through the ten or twenty days outside the valley.

They pinned their hopes on a map captured from the goblin camp in their hopes of a safe escape, but a new problem arose - these people must have skewed the "dots" of the goblin language, and there was a complete difference between being able to understand and being able to understand.

"Besides, it's in the ancient goblin language of Hidden Treasure Bay......" The only polymath mage in the team, with a helpless expression on his face.

It doesn't feel good to be a "hostage" and a "captive", and the goblin leader walks in front of the team with a puff, although the shackles of his lower body have been lifted and does not hinder his movements, but the upper body is still wrapped in layers.

Zongzi evolved into a zongzi that could walk around......

The size of the inner lake is large, but this only indicates that the basin in the Gagarok Mountains is larger. The endless shoreline stretched on the horizon, and Kabore and the others walked for a day in a row, and there was nothing but the calm blue in front of them.

But it's not just the length of the foot. Under Locke's guidance, the human party found that they had experienced two seasons - a day's journey, from the warm spring to the scorching summer, the strong man Frye even stripped off his shirt, shirtless, and carried a large number of packages on his back, sticking out his tongue like a dehydrated male dog.

"Water...... Master, is there any water?"

Kabore pulled out the kettle, and he shook the water bag in his hand with an ugly look on his face—a faint sprinkling sound could be heard from the inner wall, a clear indication that the balance was insufficient.

The blue-haired boy looked at him in embarrassment, the area was as lifeless as this lake—for some reason, the same lake, which was much more salty than the surrounding part of the valley, seemed to have been added with all sorts of rotten substances, and had a bitter taste—which had only been discovered recently, and it was impossible to prepare accordingly in advance.

Enleko stepped forward quickly, his grim face looking at the "guide" who had just been appointed for less than a day, and all the signs were enough to make him believe that all this was caused by the path led by the other party.

"Locke, I want you to be honest. He picked up the doll-like goblin leader and threatened, "If you can't think of a safe way to your destination, I don't mind letting you take another shower to sober up." ”

"No, no, I can only count wild meat at best, and I can't turn it into seafood!" the goblin leader doesn't look much better than a strong man, "You can open the map, and the route markers on it do record this direction." ”

Enleko didn't accept this, the other party's reply obviously did not satisfy him, after all, in addition to the route markings on the map, there were only a few goblin characters, and the lieutenant planned to take some unconventional methods, after all, the crooked and distorted tadpole text of the ancient goblin language was unknown to everyone present except for Locke.

However, the blue-haired boy walked over to stop the lieutenant.

"Nhleko, camp here tonight. He turned his back to the goblin leader and glanced at the lieutenant.

"Yes, young master. The lieutenant let go of the goblin leader, and the other party was defenseless, and turned over on the rocky beach, but fortunately the skin was rough and the flesh was thick, but he did not suffer any damage.

Fred fell to the ground after hearing the boy's command, turning from a thirsty dog into a dead dog that didn't move.

Enhleko walked over to the strong man and kicked Fred in the buttocks, "Get up, get the guy out of the package." ”

Whether Fred wanted it or not, the lieutenant's order was one of the things he could not refuse, and he reminisced with some nostalgia about the cold taste of the rocks on the ground, not realizing the strangeness - the weather was so hot that it should have been warmer on the ground.

Locke took advantage of the situation to lean on the ground, enjoying the coolness of the ground, he sorted out his thoughts in his thoughts, and his small gray eyes swirled in his sockets again.

He observed, indistinctly, the two young figures gathered together in the sunlight not far away—a blue-haired boy and a mysterious black-haired girl—facing each other, turning their gaze to himself from time to time.

The goblin leader quickly transformed into a harmless face, his eyes glazed over.

Lieutenant Enhleko and Ensign Fred moved quickly, and a simple marching tent was erected under a few dry trees, and then Kabore and Shuang opened the curtain and walked in.

"Double, do you mean that there is a mention of the underground city in those letters?" Kabore exclaimed in a low voice, looking excitedly at the girl, waiting for a response.

"It's just my speculation, and I'm not completely sure yet. Twin shook his head and said unhurriedly, "Lieutenant Enleko has brought back a total of three copies of the letterhead and a map, and the contents are mostly clear except for the ancient goblin language used on the map, which is temporarily unreadable. ”

She crouched on the floor and spread out the three scrolls and laid them flat on the sheets—just a few pieces of fabric laid out haphazardly on the floor.

"All three are ordinary letters, but the correspondence is all of a man, a goblin to be exact. The girl pointed to a tadpole text on the scroll and said, "The goblins live all over the world, and these little locust-like creatures are extremely resilient. Although they are timid and afraid, it is absolutely undeniable that ......"

The girl stretched out her finger and tapped her head, "They have extremely clever brains—to put it mildly, judging the situation is their strength." ”

"But it's also a drawback. The boy turned his head slightly, as if he could see the goblin leader outside through the curtain, "I am not an outsider to judge Locke's great statehood. But why make him a guide, I want to hear what you really mean. ”

"Don't you think there's something peculiar about his bloodline?"

"Maybe this adventure has something to do with the dragon. ”

The boy pondered the girl's words.

"You mean—Ora?"