The renovation of Purgatory continues, and the prototype that is gradually being revealed shows a completely different style from the previous one. www.biquge.info Inside the thumb-thick copper tube that extends from the next door is warm water, heated by the Eternal Flame, and then walked along the walls of purgatory. Make this purgatory warm, so that the huge fireplace can be saved, so that there is no suffocating smell of smoke in purgatory.

Pushing the door from the outside into the purgatory, there is a small corridor inside, which is divided into several separate spaces of various sizes.

"There's a drying technique here," Nicholas showed Mowglitte how he had modified the hallway at the entrance, "This is very useful in the rain angel, any adventurer who passes through this space will have his clothes extremely dry, definitely not like before, as long as it rains, there are wet clothes everywhere, dripping water." ”

The drying room came over to a slightly larger space, and Nicholas walked in front of him, only to see him step on a hexagonal pattern, and then proudly press a gray button, and a stirring air flow came out of thin air, down the top of his head, and then disappeared above the floor. "It's a cleansing technique, and anyone who enters here will be clean, even if they've been in the wilderness for a month and haven't bathed once, but after passing through here, they'll be as clean as a baby. ”

"Very well, my fellow, I made the right choice to give this thing to you, you have really surprised me. Morgaret was very satisfied with the transformation of the entrance to purgatory taught by the lightning mage, and he did not hesitate to praise him at all, "What I want is a different purgatory, an extraordinary purgatory, I feel that you should understand what I mean." In the future, purgatory should be a place where adventurers come in, but they may not be able to enter. The gray dwarf turned around and saw Salit Larsson pushing the door in, "Do you see what I mean?"

"Yes, I think adventurers would be honored to be able to enter Purgatory, but they can't get here easily. Nicholas rubbed his hands excitedly, in fact he wasn't feeling cold, he was excited. "You can only enter purgatory if you accept the invitation. ”

"Yes, you're right, only adventurers who are invited can come to Purgatory. With a wave of her hand, Morwritte took Salit Larsson, who had entered the cleaning room, into his studio next door to purgatory.

Nicholas sat down on a large table in the middle of purgatory, piled high with drawings and a bright sandy of time hanging from it. The white light of the sofa illuminated the drawings on the table very clearly, and the lightning mage buried his head and began to sketch them.

"Purgatory is much more comfortable than my manor," Salit Larson looked enviously at the studio illuminated by the sands of time.

"Your Excellency's Babel Manor is the best manor in Whitestone Town, and Purgatory is nothing more than a broken tavern, where can it be compared?" Morgaret let the Lord Lord into the lounge of the studio, where it was replaced with a new sofa, the old sofa had burned out in the fire a few days ago. Now all the woodwork has been replaced, coffee tables, chaise longues and the wooden bed that Morwritte used to take a break.

"There are undead outside White Rock Town," Salit Larsson gently dropped a letter on the coffee table in front of Morgritte, "This is a distress letter from Casamilo from the Moonstone Mining District, a clue to the undead has been found in the mine west of White Rock Town, and Casamilo, the deputy head of the Mercenary Regiment of the Navy Alliance, has asked me for help." ”

"Isn't the Navy Alliance a mercenary group of Frostless City," Morgridet didn't mean to open the letter on the coffee table, and the gray dwarf frowned slightly, "If the Navy's alliance encounters a problem that can't be solved, it should be to ask for help from Frostless City, how can it find White Rock Town?"

"It must be that the news of martial law in Frostless City has spread throughout the wilderness, and Casamiro feels that even if he returns to Frostless City, he will not be able to get the help he deserves. Salit Larsson smiled as he unwrapped the white letter from the blue envelope, unfolded it in front of the gray dwarf, and handed it over.

Mowglitte glanced at Salit Larson's smooth and bright calves and towering breasts, and his heart was hot, and he sighed and took the letter from the beauty. The magic master's urine is consistent, and the smell of the magic potion makes the gray dwarf feel very unpleasant, even if the people from the Water Army Alliance come to beg for help, but the letter seems to be written as if the people from White Rock Town are going to beg them.

Dear Lady Salit Larson: A clue to the undead has been found in your territory, fifty kilometers west of Whitestone, and as a lord you should take responsibility for the extermination of the undead, which His Holiness has given to everyone under the stars.

Suddenly a blue flame ignited from Mowglitte's hand, and countless tadpoles struggled out of the letterhead, howling and making a piercing cry. In the blue flames, it turned into a black plume of smoke, and the smoke rose up, turning into a lifelike figure under Salit Larson's terrified gaze, and then the man's mouth opened and began to speak: "Who is burning Casamilo's heart, which blasphemy is the one who blasphemes the gods!" Then the man began to chant a spell from his mouth, but the spell disappeared before he could finish it.

"Don't you know that the words of the Dharma Master can't be burned with fire?" Salit Larsson reproached with a pale face, as the most mysterious existence on Sertiana, no one can question the majesty of the Dharma God, and what is written in tadpole script cannot be destroyed, and it has been proved that anyone who destroys tadpole script through conventional means will be punished.

"I'm very sorry, my lord," Morgaret looked at the letter in her hand in embarrassment, "I really can't help it, do these masters even beg for someone in such a tone?"

Salit Larsson waved his hand and sat down in front of the gray dwarf decadently, "Although I am the lord of White Rock Town, and the scope of my territory also includes a large area in the wilderness outside White Rock Town, but I don't have the strength to protect such a large area at all, and now except for this small area of White Rock Town, the rest of the places are in the hands of the adventurers of Frost Free City, do you understand?"

Mowgli nodded, caressing the lord's blonde and silky hair.

"Now is an opportunity, I'm going to reclaim the Moonstone Mine. Salit Larsson proudly announced.