Upon entering the door of the hotel, a disgusting and strange aroma hit Maffeo's nostrils. Pen~Fun~Ge www.biquge.info he used his hands to drive away the unpleasant smell, and Selia on the side coughed, obviously this smell also made her feel uncomfortable.

"What the hell does this smell like? I'm going to have a bad nose. Maffeo pinched his nose and cursed quietly.

"It's Freya and the others who rescued the child from the Gran Forest, who has been poisoned by the poison of Elvis Presley's realm. Celia also covered her nose, and it was almost impossible to adapt to the poisonous scent.

"I don't think that's what you want me to help with, is it?"

"No, follow me. Selia headed towards the second floor, followed by Maffeo.

When I came to the second floor of the hotel, the poisonous incense became more and more intense, and it was obvious that the source was in a room on the second floor.

Pushing open the door, the poisonous incense was already filling his nostrils. Maffeo felt that he could not smell anything else, and all that was left of his nostrils was the uncomfortable and disgusting smell.

Celia walked straight to the wooden table in the room and picked up a letter on the table. She handed the letter to Maffeo, who took it, and Selia's expression had told him that it was the origin of the matter.

Maffeo opened the letter and read it, the handwriting on the letter made Maffeo feel a little strange, they seemed to have a kind of magic hidden in them. Although this strange feeling was only for a moment, Maffeo could feel that the magic was ancient and powerful.

The letter was short, with only one sentence: When the oars are rowed, the road ahead opens.

At the same time, in the lower right corner of the letter is written: To Maffeo Frye.

"What's this letter?" asked Maffeo.

"Shortly after you went out, Warrior, I sensed a strange wave of magic coming from the second floor. Actually, I don't know how I perceived it, but when I came up to check on the situation, I found this letter on your desk. Selia told Maffeo about what had happened.

"What does this mean, and what is the meaning of this unclear phrase?" said Maffeo, handing the letter to Celia, who was puzzled as he read it.

"Okay, I'll settle this matter, don't worry about Selia. Maffeo took the letter and motioned to Celia not to worry too much.

"Be careful, Warrior. ”

Maffeo went out and saw Camili and Freya coming out of their house, the poisonous scent still there, and the expressions on their faces were very bad. It's no wonder that no one is happy under this smell.

"Done, what's going on with that kid?" asked Maffeo.

"It's all right. Camille nodded slightly, indicating that the child was safe and sound.

"What are you doing here?" said Freya, looking at Maffeo with the letter in his hand.

"One thing, since you're here, help me see what exactly is written on this letter. Maffeo handed the letter to the two of them.

"When the oars move......" Freya read the letter. Judging by her expression, Maffeo felt as if he couldn't get an answer this time.

"Sorry, I don't understand what that means. Freya apologized.

Although Camilli on the side did not speak, she shook her head slightly. Through this action, Maffeo naturally understood what she was trying to express. He took the letter back a little disappointed, the riddle-like statement that made him look a little tired. Honestly, this kind of almost lethargic statement is hard to interest anyone, but the person who wrote the letter knows his name, and Maffeo alone can't let the letter go.

"Okay, I'll ask the others. Maffeo shook his head.

"What is this letter?" asked Freya.

Maffeo relayed what Celia had told him to the two of them, even though it didn't sound like a good thing, and it wouldn't be nice for anyone to receive a letter from someone they didn't know your name.

"Be careful, anyway. With that, Freya and Camille went downstairs together.

"Where are you going?"

"Go kill the poisonous Elvis Presley, and keeping it will only be a hidden danger. ”

"Are you prepared? You've seen that kid too, that damn place must be full of poison. Maffeo was a little worried.

"Don't worry, we'll be back soon. Freya smiled.

"Well, good luck......"

Normally, at such times, Maffeo would seek Marcos' help, but now, he decided to do it himself, and he didn't want to involve his companions. His hunch told him that this trip would not be a good one.

Since the letter mentions oars, the target is naturally the boat here. The Hutton Marr canoe is a hard thing to see in this inland town, but there are many more on the West Coast, where the sea is located. Of course, this is only limited to a few locations near the coastline, and further afield you will have to rely on mast sailboats.

Maffeo had a hard time at first, and he had never heard of an inland lake in the town in his memory. He began to ask around, though the results were very surprising to him. He asked three people in a row, and each of them said that there was indeed such a place.

At least now he didn't have to be as aimless as a blind man, and he found the place by the location provided by the person he asked. To his surprise, the location was only separated from the fountain he frequented by a wall, which stretched to the outer line of Huttonmar, a design that amazed Maffeo.

Passing through the walls, everything began to fall silent. Even during the day, there are not many pedestrians here. It's also the largest green belt in the entire town of Huttonmar, and it's almost entirely green as far as the eye can see. It's probably the best place to escape the hustle and bustle, but everything looks so good anyway.

Maffeo could already see the inland lake, and although the people who had asked him said it was a lake, it was still far from meeting the standards of a lake.

Walking to the shore, a wooden boat was quietly parked in the water, as if waiting for the arrival of the person who operated the oars. The boat can accommodate about six people, and oddly enough, the shape of the two sides of the boat is slightly cocked, which also makes it look slightly lethal, although it poses no threat to people.

Looking into the center of the lake, a statue stands. The statue is a magician holding a staff and looks very old.

Maffeo stepped cautiously onto the wooden boat, and he paddled towards the center of the lake.

When the oars are rowed, the road ahead opens up.

The words on the letter flashed through Maffeo's mind again, and it seemed that the center of the lake was the place where the answer was. The journey was not very long, it took him about three minutes to reach the center of the lake.

Maffeo came to the statue, and on the pedestal of the statue was engraved a name: Mar.

He is said to be an ancient magician who used a powerful magic circle to establish the capital of the principality, Huttonmar. However, there are only so many records about him, and although Maffeo had heard of this ancient magician, he still felt a little strange in his heart at the thought that he had done such a feat.

Maffeo began to look around for clues, and to be honest, it wasn't too difficult to find anything on such an island in the middle of a lake. Finally, on a thin turf floor, he saw another letter that was identical to the previous one.

Maffeo picked up the letter and opened it, and once again the magical handwriting came into view: When the road ahead opens, you will face depravity and darkness.

Another sentence that I couldn't understand, and the lower right corner of the letter still read: To Maffeo Frye.

"Well, let me see what the hell you bastard is up to. Maffeo stared at the letter in his hand and muttered to himself.