Ethan Dimilit did not succeed in provoking Master Mountbatten, but as expected, he received some new information, and he knew that the real person who could speak was not the alchemist in front of him, but Baron Freud himself at Eton Manor. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Thinking of the greed and selfishness of the aristocracy, without the right price, they couldn't even enter their gates.

"I need a deal that Baron Freuyd will not be able to refuse! As for the price, what is there in the Harpists League to sell it...... Well, it would be better to change his mind, there was something Baron Freud had to acquire that would make him voluntarily give up the extra magical power he had already stored in his hands. ”

Master Mountbatten saw the leader of the harpists deep in thought, and immediately understood what he wanted to do, even if he didn't have to probe the mind of his target, decades of life experience gave him the potential ability to easily read the thoughts of ordinary people.

"When I was dining just now, I saw traces of turning in the storage room on the first floor, which are all necessities for life in the wild, and it is estimated that it is a relatively long adventure. Master, according to your habits, you will not travel so simply, it can only be your apprentice...... Something is wrong, two young eagles who have not experienced wind and rain, how can you rest assured that they will leave your wings and hide, are there other companions in the team?"

Maestro Mountbatten's expression remained unchanged, but he was still slightly shocked by the harpist's keen observation.

"Seeing your face, I probably understand what's going on! Don't refuse lightly, I personally provided you with the news a few days ago. How can people get in the ruins of the elven kingdom without directions? For the sake of this, how about counting us harpists? Of course, I have my own responsibilities and can't leave, how about another person join in?"

"Oria, Bard Oria!" Mountbatten could guess on his knees what Ethan Dimilit was up to, but he didn't mind, after all, the rules were here, and the trade would take place, but it would be placed under the table, so as not to upset the wandering mage Reze when he heard about it.

"That's right, that's it!" Ethan Dimilit laughed, looking very happy, "I feel threatened everywhere in your mage's tower, and I beg my pardon for being so frank as I must go to Eton Manor as soon as possible to meet His Excellency Baron Freud." ”

"Don't you look at what the time is, not to mention approaching Eton Manor at night, even if a stranger approaches the various villages and towns under the baron's command, will you be kicked in the head by a horse?"

Now that the words were spoken, Master Mountbatten also gave the other party a sharp response, but he quickly realized that he did not surrender his identity and attacked each other personally with the leader of the harpists, because at this time, the other party would defeat him with his rich experience.

"Tomorrow this three-person team will leave the Mage Tower and set off, and according to their steps, there is still enough time to let Oria join the team halfway. ”

Maestro Mountbatten was about to stab at the fact that the bard was also tasked with hiring for a tour of the countryside, but he knew that the leader of the harpists would have the proper arrangement, and accepted the suggestion with rare silence.

"Whenever night comes, the inhabitants of the dark depths will leave their nests and come out to move, Mr. Dimirit, I know that you are very strong, but it is not a good habit to travel at night, you should stay in my house and rest. ”

"Dark dwellers?beasts, dark wizards, bloody shamans...... The remnants of the pioneer era, they are like weeds in the grassland, cutting stubble and growing stubble, but without a leader who commands the overall situation, they can no longer pose a threat to the nascent order, at most they are just a little troublesome. Well, since you have opened your mouth to stay, Master, and I don't want to be on guard at any time in the wilderness, I will arrange for me to live in a guest room on the second floor, just as I happen to be a neighbor with Lord Rez. ”

Master Mountbatten couldn't help but shake his head and chuckled: "How is it possible! Mr. Dimirit, only by staying on the third floor can I be reassured right under my nose." ”

The leader of the harpists spread his hands: "Don't worry, honorable master, I will keep to my own place in your territory, and abide by the rules you have made, and as for the wilderness where neither the law nor the rules can interfere, it will depend on each person's ability." ”

"I'll open the inner and outer defenses of the Mage Tower later, and it's best for Mr. Dimirit to stay until tomorrow morning after closing the door, you're not Lord Rez, and I won't tolerate anyone's offense. ”

Once again, some useful information was obtained, and as for the authenticity, the leader of the harpists would verify it himself, and the choice now was to confirm the specific address of the guest room as soon as possible, taking advantage of the fact that Master Mountbatten was not impatient.

2nd floor? No, you have to stay on the 3rd floor. Don't give the other party a chance to make trouble, just now for a moment, Ethan Dimilit felt a cold and piercing malice, believing that there was no one else except Master Mountbatten in front of him.

In the cold wind of late autumn, the mage tower, known as the "Arcane Pearl", extinguished all the lights and was embraced by the darkness of the night, except for Master Mountbatten, who meditated instead of sleeping, and everyone else fell asleep peacefully.

The next morning, after a good night's sleep, Lu Bin, who was refreshed after a good night's sleep, carried out the usual guidance of the mysterious ritual in Moder's eyes, and the harpist leader, who was very familiar with this aspect, was specially invited by Master Mountbatten to the meditation room, and saw this scene through the crystal ball, and couldn't help but reach out and rub his chin and beard.

"Mimicking the posture of an animal, a bit like a druid's physical technique. With the stretching of the limbs and the rhythm of breathing, it is like the practice secret of the temple guards in the era of the classical city-state. I don't think Lord Rez is lying when he claims to be searching for lost knowledge in the ruins of a ruined civilization, and from what I've seen so far, he should have found his own way. ”

The leftovers that were not eaten last night were wiped out by Fisc as a snack for the night meal, and Moder used the key to remove the protection of the mage tower, and immediately went to ask Lord Reze to prepare breakfast together.

Lu Bin went downstairs without saying a word, instructed Moder to cook oatmeal, put on his apron and walked to the stove.

For five people, beat ten eggs and stir well, chop the sausage into small pieces, and chop the wild onion into minced pieces. Mix the flour with water to form a batter and spread out five sheets of pancakes over low heat. Then the eggs are fried in the same way, and after the pan is removed, they are spread on the cake, the fried sausage and wild onion, folded into rolls, and cut into evenly two finger-wide egg rolls.

After taking their seats at the table, Maestro Mountbatten, Monsieur Dimirit, Moder, and Fisch faced the breakfast in front of them, their eyes automatically swept over the oatmeal, and looked at the charred rolls, golden eggs, dark red sausages, and green onions.

There was still a lot of steam, and Fei Xi was very confident in the cooking skills of the wandering mage, so she was not afraid to pick it up with her hand and stuff it directly into her mouth, and took a bite, and the freshness made her overjoyed.

The others were not polite when they saw it, and the steaming oatmeal porridge with the omelet rolls made this breakfast satisfying to everyone's heart's content.

Finally, the time has come to set off. Armed with a heavy backpack, Moder and Faich bid farewell to Master Mountbatten with the relaxed-looking wandering mage Reze and headed north to the Grey Forest.

"Now that they're all gone, it's time for me to say goodbye to you. Dear Master Mountbatten, please rest assured that I will not break the rules in order to maintain order. ”

"You're going to Eaton Manor, which is not far away, so let's go together, and I'll have something to meet with Lord Baron Freud." ”

The leader of the harpists looked sideways at the owner of the mage's tower, "You're worried I'll be in a three-person squad? I'm not some aristocrat, and I can't admit what I've said to my face. ”

"Strange! Seeing that you are so confident in victory, when did you get the message out? Why didn't I find out?"

Ethan Dimirit laughed: "This is the secret of our harpist, and it's normal that you don't know." ”

"Self-righteousness! The people of the Harpists Union are megalomaniacs, and if I want to know, sooner or later I will figure out how it works. ”

The two went toe-to-toe with each other, but they did not completely turn their faces, and when they got to their position, personal feelings must be abandoned to a secondary or even insignificant position, and the interests of the organization and the system must be protected and placed in the first place.

Lu Bin, who was embarking on a new adventure, didn't know all this, he just felt that after leaving the Mage Tower, the ubiquitous threat felt completely gone, and his body and mind were comfortable and cheerful, and he couldn't help but hum a minor tune of unknown meaning softly.

Even the remnants of the harvested farmland along the way, he looked at it with relish, and the woods in the distance were yellowed by the autumn wind, and from time to time there were dead leaves falling with the wind, which became extremely vivid in Lu Bin's eyes.

Fei Xi looked at the wandering mage who was walking in front, with a high-spirited demeanor, and turned his head sideways and whispered to his partner: "Your Excellency Rez, even from his back, he is very happy!"

Moder nodded slightly: "Yes, Lord Rez is not like us, his unruly heart does not belong to anyone, he is a lone wanderer in the wilderness. ”