The climate in the snow is unpredictable, and the night is still in a good mood, and the naughty ones in the sky are released and blinked, but in the morning, the whirring snow pours down, and after a while, the two people walking alone are covered with a layer of white snow makeup.

The girl tightened her cloak, and carried in her pocket the spoils of the previous days, a thumb-sized dark blue crystal—a mage and a connoisseur of weapons, she knew the value of it, but at the moment she didn't have the right materials at hand, and more importantly, she didn't have enough time for the journey.

The blue-haired boy used his extraordinary vision to look at the mountain peaks in the distance, and he combined the words of the previous girl guide Mina, as well as the perception of the two, to lock the location of the Aura multicolored dragon in a canyon similar to that surrounded by mountains.

The dragon doesn't suddenly appear for no reason, and if it appears in front of the two of them, then it won't be far from death.

"How much longer?" the girl yawned boredly, the low temperature had begun to affect her thoughts, and though it wasn't serious, she refused to think, "At least, is there a direction?"

The boy spread out the brown paper in his hand and made a mark on it—he had been doing it all these days, but no matter how curious the girl was, she couldn't ask why.

However, even with the heavy snow in the sky, today is still a good day.

"It is estimated that there is a valley near here, and at the speed of our current journey, it is estimated that we will be able to reach it tomorrow. Kabore looked up, and finally spoke words that reassured the girl.

Shuang subconsciously used the "arcane vision" - since she encountered the frost giant worm, she had kept an eye on it and prepared some more similar detection spells. And, from the analysis of the dark blue crystal, she came to the conclusion that it was only a juvenile that night.

As far as the eye can see, there is a snow-white field, and there are no red, glowing objects, which is a good thing, but also a bad thing.

She turned her head to look at the bag on Cabore's body, which seemed to have a lot left in terms of weight, and the discovery made her breathe a sigh of relief, but she frowned again, "I haven't taken a shower for more than ten days, it's so uncomfortable." ”

"Bear with me. This is a problem that Kabore can't solve, and just how to maintain the normal livelihood of the two of them has already broken the teenager's heart, "Maybe there may be a way to get to the destination." ”

The boy looked somewhere on the horizon in the distance, but he thought about the black-haired man's retelling of Selena, the proprietress of the Sunset Hotel, "Mithra's shelter".

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The patrolling Dragoons galloped down the wide streets, their figures snapping to the ground and changing shapes with the light of the magic torches that stood on either side, and the soldiers faithfully followed the orders of their clan patriarchs, scrutinizing every suspicious figure in the city.

Of course, all this is only for outsiders, but today's work is easy for them, after all, the underground city is huge, but not too many creatures on the ground are well known.

There were no pedestrians stopping on the open road, which provided the dragoons with more convenient conditions for movement.

But it wasn't a wonderful thing for the Velociraptors, the riders beneath them, who paced slowly and erectly, secretly trying to reduce their workload as much as possible.

Such visions are not common in the Gullora Underground City, and only a few very special days will bring people together in a special building—a towering palace that does not belong to any of the families in the Underground City, but only to their common master, the goddess Rose.

But there was a spokesperson for the goddess in Gulrolla, the black-haired man known as the "Divine Messenger", and naturally, the right to use this palace became the exclusive possession of Zhuge without reproach.

However, at this time, the two Drow maids, Olive and Emilia, were fidgeting like ants on a hot pot, running around with anxious expressions in front of the battle priest Mina, and such a panicked performance appeared on the face of the well-trained Drow priest, which was also an unprecedented situation.

Mina transforms into an elaborate and colorful warrior uniform—something the Drow maidens have unearthed from the temple's armory.

It may belong to an adventurer, whose combat power level is considered strong, but its real name does not matter, because this adventurer is now one of the inconspicuous corpses in the underground waterways.

Mina doesn't care too much about wearing other people's relics, which may have something to do with the teachings of Lord God Bann - to use everything that can be used.

What's more, before she could use it, the attentive maids had already carefully cleaned the robes containing powerful spells and the embedded Mithril chain mail.

Mina admired the sword in her hand, her fingers caressing the twisted but artistic hieroglyphs carved on it, the magical energy it contained resonated with herself.

"Well, pure battle tides. "—at the very least, she can leave more spare space in her consciousness and prepare more valuable spells. Next to the seat is a quaint shield, with a bright red skakater on the top that may represent the family of the original adventurer, and on the other hand, symbolize the practical spells built into it.

"Don't think about it, sir has his own reasons. ”

The war costume does not emphasize the protection of the whole body, but only strengthens the defense of the key parts, while the costume worn by Mina is designed to better highlight the physical characteristics of women.

To put it bluntly, it is still based on showing wildness and instinct. The two Drow priests in front of him walked back and forth in front of them, and even the usually patient battle priest couldn't help but feel a wave of irritability.

"What's going on out there?"

"All the patriarchs of the Gurrola family are present, waiting for the Divine Envoy. Olive replied respectfully with her head bowed.

Mina had never enjoyed the feeling of being held high, but she knew very well that it was all brought to her by the dark-haired man, and although she didn't care too much about it, it was quite useful for someone to serve her.

The red-haired girl stood up, and she subconsciously remembered another special woman, "Where did Cehiris go?"

"The High Priest is in the hall right now, and she is also waiting for the arrival of the Divine Envoy. It was Emilia who replied, and the maid seemed to be a little more daring than her companion, but the intention was more curiosity.

"Alright, let's go first. Mina arranged, "The gentleman arranged it himself, and you don't have to speculate too much." ”

She remembered Zhuge when he left, "I'll go to the inner hall, and I'll let them wait longer when they arrive." ”