Tuk tuk tuk there was a sharp knock on the door, and then a voice came from inside the lounge. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Madame, the feast has begun. ”

Salit Larsson hurriedly got up from Morgriette's lap, wiped away his tears, smoothed the wrinkles from his clothes, and left the lounge without looking back.

"You'd better stay away from her!" the door to the lounge was locked, and the calm-faced teenager stood across from the gray dwarf.

"Who are you?" Mowglitte looked at the young man with red pimples on his face, and his anger was about to spurt out of his chest. The gray dwarf is also a normal man, and a man will have thoughts of one kind or another, especially in the last few days when he has been arguing with the lightning mage and his Roma girl, and he is almost going crazy.

Salit Larsson was a qualified human nobleman, and Mowglitte had seen it a long time ago. The gorgeous scenery under the long skirt has always been missed by the gray dwarf. This time was a great opportunity, but unfortunately it was ruined by this man in front of me again.

"You know that very well, Morwritte!" said the red-haired boy slowly, word for word.

"Then you should know very well that she came to me on her own. You've seen it all!"

"I don't care, you have to stay away from Miss Elena in the future, and don't let me see any more dealings with you in the end!"

"But we can't leave now, Frost-Free City is already under martial law. Without a pass, we simply can't leave Frost-Free City!" Morgaret spread her hands.

When, a metal sign was thrown onto the table in the lounge.

Morwritte suddenly became very absurd in this world, and Salit Larson actually had two passes that he couldn't get anywhere, and they were sent by someone else.

"Are you amazing?" the gray dwarf wasn't going to buy it. "Two magic daggers at the pinnacle of black iron, one sharp and the other bloodthirsty. ”

The gray dwarf's eyes fixed on the weapon on the red-haired boy's waist, "Do you think you're a silver-level thief like you're here to show off?"

Morwritte stood up suddenly, her hands pressed against the two dagger handles of the red-haired boy. In such a small space, the thief's agility advantage cannot be brought into play.

"What do you want to do?" the red-haired boy let out a roar. A faint glow rose from the gray dwarf's hand, as if another puff of smoke had slipped into the dagger's holster.

"What did you do to my dagger?" the red-haired boy drew two daggers and found that the smooth dagger had become pitted, and the sharp blades were like jagged teeth.

"Remember, Sisis will definitely be upset by me in the future, otherwise this is what your weapon will do. Morkriet clasped her hands around her chest, and there were two more pieces of Mithril in her palms. Just now the gray dwarf used refining on Sisis's dagger, as if it were two ores. I can't imagine that the effect is amazing.

The Mithril doped in the dagger was separated out at once, Sisis's dagger was nothing more than a black iron-level magic weapon, if it was a silver-level one, the gray dwarf would not be able to do it so easily. It can only be said that the blacksmith who created these two weapons wasted such good materials. In the end, it's cheaper, Mowglitte.

"What, aren't you convinced?" the dragon bracer on Morgritte's wrist loosened, turning into a dark hammer that appeared on the gray dwarf's right hand, "I don't mind tearing this place down, what's the matter, do you think I'll be afraid of you if you're silver?"

Neither of them could afford to make things bigger, but Sisis was clearly too young to make a choice on the spur of the moment, not realizing that his opponent was a seasoned gray dwarf who had lived for more than a hundred and thirty years. Of course, a gray dwarf in his age of one hundred and thirty is only seventeen or eighteen years old. Strictly speaking, the two are still opponents of similar age.

"Anyway, if you stay away from Miss Elena in the future, if something happens then, don't blame me for not warning you beforehand. The red-haired boy's tone softened, and he slumped open the wooden door of the lounge.

"It's you, Sisis," the gray dwarf laughed insolently, "the holy daughter of the Romani will not marry a thief, the daughter of the Grand Duke of Kirov, and the husband of the future lord of Frostless City will not be an ordinary person." ”

"Elena won't become the lord of Frostless City?" the red-haired boy's face suddenly turned pale.

"You yourself know best what has happened recently, why did Grand Duke Kirov choose to hold Miss Elena's coming-of-age ceremony at Anna Manor at this time," the laughter in the hall drifted into the lounge, but the gray dwarf was not interested in the banquet over there at all, "Sabur has not seen a female archduchess, not to mention far away, let's just say that the Grand Duke of Oxford in the middle of the empire, she is much more powerful than ordinary men." ”

Before the feast was over, Salit Larson hurried back to the Mermaid Tavern with Morgritte, who paid five gold moores for the fare and returned to their room at the Mermaid Tavern.

Mowglitte couldn't help but feel a little painful, such a dilapidated carriage, just a round trip on Dongzheng Street, only five gold moores, frost-free city is not easy to stay. Of course, now that the adventurer squad has money in their hands, a whole wagon of Golden Moore, and counting the treasure of One-Eyed Bond, enough for them to squander in Frost-Free City. But the money doesn't help them at all. Frost-free City is under martial law, and even if you have money, you can't go back to Baishi Town.

Returning to the room, Salit Larson was exhausted, drank a cup of hot tea and climbed into bed and fell asleep. Angela was very obedient and didn't ask anything, and Morgaret waited until the lord was asleep before retreating from the room.

When Morgaret returned to the Fairy Tavern, he met Nicholas, who was pacing back and forth with a sad face.

"What's the matter with you?" asked Morgritte, angrily.

"Did you get the pass?" asked Nicholas.

"Let's talk about you first," Mowglitte shook his head, he felt that the development of things was somewhat unexpected, and two passes appeared in his hand at once, and at this time he took them out, and it would take a tongue to explain them.

"Lilith, is she going back?" said Nicholas.

"Where are you going?" asked Morgritte.

"The Roma camp, and now the Duke of Kirov has set aside an area in the south of the city as a special camp for the Roma. She's like going there. Nicholas said helplessly, clutching his hair.

"It's not safe there right now!"

Nicholas nodded.