The wood slammed into the fortifications, and Maffeo wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead with his hand, and gasped, "I think this is the last one." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"That's right, it's finally done, every time this kind of thing happens, the principality will entrust our mercenary group to do it. Randall was on a shovel with a clear whining tone in his voice.

"Either way, it's a tough job. ”

"I'm not sure why the Duchy asked you for help, but I think I'll have to go get a drink. Randall put his shovel away and prepared to head out into the city. "Do you want to come along?"

"Next time, I'll have to go back to the guild and have one more thing to deal with. Maffeo waved his hand.

"Okay. Randall shrugged, he looked a little disappointed.

Maffeo walked into the city in the midday sun, and a blonde man on the side of the road looked at Maffeo with disdain, which made Maffeo both strange and a little angry.

"What are you looking at, do you want to learn my skills?" said the blonde man in a mocking and arrogant tone.

"What?" Maffeo paused, looking at him a little puzzled.

"I don't teach skills to mentally retarded people. The disdain on the blonde man's face increased again.

"Hey, are you broken somewhere, man?" his words clearly angered Maffeo.

The blonde man snorted coldly, "Can't you come up with something creative?"

"My idea is to punch you in the face. Maffeo clenched his right fist, trying to rush up and take down the asshole who had made him angry.

A strong hand grabbed his collar, which also stopped his movements. Maffeo turned his head to look, and Marcos stared at him with a strange expression. "What are you doing, Maffeo?"

"Don't stop me, this bastard is insulting me. Maffeo still tried to go over and beat the blonde man.

"Hey, hey, take it easy, man, I don't think you want to make a big deal out of it. Once again, Marcos pulled Marcos who wanted to rush over.

"Let go, Marcos!" Maffeo tried to break free of Marcos.

"Well, Master Norton has arrived, and we still have something to do. Marcos uttered the most powerful words that would have stopped Maffeo.

Sure enough, Maffeo stopped breaking free, and he pointed his finger at the blonde man: "You lucky bastard, you'd better not appear in front of my eyes in the future, or I guarantee that your face will be flattened by me." With that, he turned and walked away with Marcos.

"It depends on whether you have the strength or not, my name is Albert, remember the name of this genius. The blonde man still wore disdain on his face, as if he thought that the verbal attack was not lethal to him.

Maffeo had already drunk his fifth full glass of water, and he tried to calm his anger with this method.

"He looks like a child, doesn't he?" Freya said to Camille, who sat next to her.

But it's because of this that he's so young at heart, and that's a good thing. Camille smiled.

"I actually envy him for being able to vent his true feelings without any concealment. ”

Camilli nodded, knowing Freya's background, she naturally understood what Freya's words meant.

Marcos placed the night necklace in front of Maffeo, who picked it up and studied it, though he didn't know anything about it.

"That's what the old man came up with?" asked Maffeo.

Marcos nodded, and then told Maffeo about Norton's tirade in his own simplification.

"It's a real nuisance, I think the old man must have said more than that. ”

"You're right, just look at that dude. Marcos pointed to Carl, who was dozing off in the corner. Maffeo shrugged, indicating that it was all in his expectation.

"So, when are we leaving?"

"Early tomorrow morning. Marcos put the pendant in his pocket.

"Do you need our help?" Freya and Camilli walked over.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I think it's up to me and Maffeo to do this, after all, it's a task entrusted to the two of us by GSD alone. Marcos said.

"Well, be careful, then. ”

The moonlight sprinkled on the earth, and the shadow cursed by fate was stretched by the moonlight, as if to herald the imminent and inescapable fate......

The next morning, the two set out on the road to the Grand Forest. Before leaving, the two went to GSD to inform them of their actions, and when they left, as before, GSD said to them, although they did not understand, but meaningful: "Be careful of your heart. ”

Once again, in the Gran Forest, the rampaging monsters seem to have existed a long time ago, except that there are no legendary elves, and the peaceful environment here declares the return to the original Gran Forest.

Marcos took out the Night Necklace and began to perceive the existence of that alternate space, I have to say that Norton is indeed a master, and the Night Necklace began to tremble not long after it was taken out. While it sounds incredible, it does.

A small piece of sharp, black, sharp material on the pendant shook and pointed to the north of the two of them. "Well, we're lucky we didn't have to turn. Marcos teased himself.

"Is it really reliable?" said Maffeo, still a little skeptical.

"We have no other choice. Marcos grimaced and walked forward.

The pendant's tremor grew stronger as the two of them moved forward, reaching its maximum frequency at a tattered arch where Marcos could barely grasp it.

A line of magical text on the arch lit up blue at this moment, and Maffeo tried to read what the words were trying to say, even though it was impossible. It was a very old elven language, and the tattered arch that was its carrier seemed to reflect the elves who had disappeared from the place, and the nightmarish fire......

Passing through the archway, everything around him began to darken, and at this point, the trembling of the pendant in Marcos's hand began to subside. As the shaking stopped, the darkness that could not be seen once again descended on the two of them.

"I said I didn't want to come to this place again. Maffeo muttered meaninglessly.

"But you're already here, and it's your luck, Maffeo. Marcos had a clear teasing tone in his tone.

The magic lamp on the waist of the two of them glowed brightly at this moment as if infused with magic power, it has been in a state of extinguishment since the last time it came out of the other dimension, and Marcos had also approached Sothia and Celia, but neither of them could completely analyze the essence of this magic lamp, let alone make them light up. Marcos also thought about asking Uma for help, but for various reasons, his idea never came to fruition. But since entering this alternate dimension, it has flickered again, which really puzzles Marcos.

Doubts are doubts, but at least this will bring the two of them the only light in this dark place, and Marcos didn't bother too much with the magic lamp.

The two tried to find the cabin they had seen when they first arrived, perhaps due to its location, but they were unable to find it after some searching.

A familiar roar rang out, something that could not be avoided in this eerie place.

Maffeo quickly drew his greatsword and took a fighting stance, and in the light of the magic lamp, he could clearly see a group of gray zombies slowly walking towards him in front of him. Marcos pulled two white flasks from his pocket, then tossed one of them to Maffeo.

"What is this?" said Maffeo, looking at the strange vial.

"There's no time, smear them on your sword. Marcos uncorked the bottle and applied the white potion inside to his black sword. Then he didn't stop for half a moment and swung his knife at the zombie who was almost in front of the two of them, and his black knife emitted a strange white light, and that layer of white light enveloped the entire blade. Under his sword-swinging attack, almost the moment the blade touched the zombie, the latter immediately fell to the ground with a heavy blow, and they didn't even let out a roar when they fell. It can be seen that under the addition of white light, these zombies cannot withstand even a slight slash.

Maffeo had already smeared the white potion on his broadsword, and like Marcos's sword, his black greatsword was also wrapped in a layer of white light. Maffeo swung his great sword and swept towards several zombies, the blade of the sword slashed through their bodies, and they fell to the ground directly under the power of the white light, and there was no more movement. They didn't crawl towards you like before, even with broken hands and feet, and they didn't move even if they were all fours when they were swept by the white light.

"This thing is amazing, what is this, Marcos?" Maffeo looked at his greatsword wrapped in white light with interest after finishing out the zombies.

"Alicia's elven potion. Marcos replied.

"A powerful potion, isn't it?" said Maffeo laughed, apparently interested in the potion that would make his weapon more powerful.

"It's attribute restraint, my stupid Maffeo. These zombies have too many negative emotions, which are darkness, and it is better to deal with them with light. Marcos waved his sword.

"You just said Alicia, who is that?" asked Maffeo.

"One of the four elemental spirit of light, though I think you probably won't understand. ”

"Maybe, but this thing is amazing. Maffeo muttered to himself as he looked at his greatsword.