Clang, clang, the north wind blew the lanterns on the stone bridge, and the hammer in Morgritte's hand turned back into a bracer and returned to the wrist of the gray dwarf, the battle with the goblin knight just now was the most dangerous in more than a hundred years of his life. Pen ~ fun ~ Ge www.biquge.info now that he thinks about it, he feels a chill in his back.

"Morgritte, Morgritte. Angela ran over the stone bridge, and the pretty fairy threw herself into the arms of the gray dwarf with a big flower face. Wheew, elf's shoulders trembled, and the sound of crying could be heard far away from the silent stone bridge.

"Morgritte, are you alright? "Dressed in leather armor and carrying a longbow on his back, Salit Larsson stepped out of the line of defense on the stone bridge.

"Thank you for saving me. Morgriet pushed the slave girl out of her arms, sat up straight and bowed her head slightly in thanks.

"You're welcome, if it weren't for the news that Kate brought back the Ghost Beast Tide, White Rock Town would have suffered even greater losses. I want you to mention the adventurers in White Rock to thank you. Salit Larsson saluted Morgridet.

The orc Kate poked her head out from behind the lord, and she smiled thoughtfully at the crying elf like a cat.

Mowglitte didn't have the time to pay attention to Kate's careful thoughts, he split the puppy-sized purple ghost Storm Rabbit's fist-sized head, and pulled out a black magic crystal the size of a soybean and handed it to Salit Larsson.

"Madame, this is your booty. Mowglitte handed the crystal in his hand.

"Hey, it's actually an ordinary quality dark crystal. Salit Larsson gave him a disgusted look, refusing to reach for it.

"Madam, don't be disgusted, I was almost killed on the stone bridge just now for this bean-sized dark crystal. Mowglitte threw the crystal out, and it arced through the air and landed on Salit Larsson's hand.

"Okay, according to the rules, this magic crystal belongs to me, then the rest of the animal skin is yours. "Salitt Larsson put away the ordinary Dark Shard and walked in the direction of Whitestone. It's not that she doesn't dislike this dark magic crystal, but she doesn't like the smell of blood on the magic crystal that the demon beast took out just now. This soybean-sized Dark Crystal is also worth about five hundred gold moles, and you must know that the flawed Dark Crystal obtained by the Ghost Breeze Rabbit that the adventurer is now hunting in the wilderness is only worth one hundred gold moles.

The news of the ghost beast tide will soon spread throughout Whitestone, and as the lord of Whitestone, Salit Larsen has a lot to do, the most important of which is that Whitestone's defenses need to be rearranged, as well as the adventurers in the territory will also need to be rearranged, and the supplies will need to be replanned.

Kate, the orc, picked up the lightning mage on the ground and returned to the Purgatory Tavern with the sleepy Mowglitte and Angela. The use of the aura is not completely without side effects, Mowglitte's two consecutive God of War aura today directly drained the strength of the gray dwarf, and after returning to purgatory, he didn't even have time to take off his clothes, and Mowglitte climbed into bed. In less than a second, the gray dwarf fell into a deep sleep.

Angela brought over a basin of hot water, and she carefully cut off the gray dwarf's sparse leather armor bit by bit. Tears shed while cutting. I saw that Mowglitte's body was full of paw prints of different shades, and several wounds revealed white bones.

"I'm sorry, Sister Angela. Kate, the orc, had red eyes.

"He could have escaped on his own, for my sake. One by one, Angela's tears fell like pearls into the basin. "I'm nothing but a slave. ”

"He's not completely unappointed, you see he's not gained a fairy heart!" the orc Kate laughed.

"He's a gray dwarf and won't like me. Angela was saddened, "The gray dwarves of the Western Ghats return to the Western Ghats after they wander away from the mainland. They will all marry gray dwarf girls. ”

"Hee-hee-hee, don't you know that the gray dwarves love nothing more than the elven loins and the rum of Havana. If Mowglitte hadn't liked you, he would have sold you long ago. Why do you want to keep you?" Kate pointed at Angela to analyze one by one.

"Morgaret likes the lord!" Angela seemed to hear Salit Larsson's gasp after the aura of blood gushing again.

"Don't be kidding, Salit Larsson is known as the Blood Rose, she didn't know how many suitors there were when she was in Holy City, and then I don't know why she came to Whitestone, a place where birds don't, but William's father must be a big man, what do you think the lord would think of a poor gray dwarf, or would she want a new taste?" said Kate.

"Don't you think it's strange that Morgaret is William's godfather? A future lord looking for a gray dwarf godfather, I know that gray dwarves live a little longer, but that doesn't be a reason. "The two women were talking about the secrets of White Rock Town in the gray dwarf's room, but the lord's decision really didn't make many people understand.

"You go out first!" Angela pushed Kate, the orc, out the door.

"What are you doing, Mowglitte saved me, I always have to say thank you!" Kate's face was full of confusion, she didn't understand why the goblin pushed her out the door.

"I'm going to wipe his body for him!" Angela's neck turned red.

"Oh, you're still shy, what's so embarrassing about this, I'll help. At a glance, I know that you are inexperienced, I am familiar with this kind of thing, and I will teach you how to do it. The orc closed his eyes and gritted his teeth.

"Are you good at things like this?" asked Angela, puzzled.

"I'm not very good, but I used to meet some drunken nobles when I was in another tavern, and at this time the boss asked us to wipe the bodies of those nobles who drank like dead pigs, and put on clean clothes, the winter in Lostster is very cold, and those drunk nobles will freeze to death in the tavern if they don't put on clean and warm clothes. The orc gave an exaggerated expression, which made Angela wonder if what she said was true.

"You see, I think Mowglitte's pants need to be unfastened like this. The orc closed his eyes and touched the belt of his leather pants with trembling hands, and then it happened very awkwardly. Kate worked hard for a long time, but the buckle of the belt just couldn't be undone.