"Captain, is the wall a mechanism? I... yes, no!" One of the guards pushing the wall used his best strength to open the so-called secret room, and he couldn't help but wonder in his heart. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Regardless of that Elan, Fred, you can try it yourself!" Christina didn't think that Elamand would lie to her, not to mention that Amelia said the same thing as Elan.

Fred walked over to the wall with great interest, and after motioning for his men to get out of the way, he groped around the wall with both hands until he found a few imperceptible dents, "That man didn't lie to us, there are a few fingerprints here, plus footprints that crack the ground, it seems that it does take a lot of force to push the wall." ”

"Miss Christina, the Baron said that the human has a crush on you, I think you can think about it, I think that the human is not ordinary, and according to my observation, the human has a pure love for you・・・・・・!"

Fred pushed the wall and joked with Christina.

No one noticed that Fred's eyes were full of hostility when he was joking, and Christina looked a little flustered.

The guards around her knew that Christina was a good steward who was able to do things and managed the Black Swan Castle in an orderly manner, but she was a woman who was easily shy about feelings.

So everyone let out a good-natured laugh, which annoyed Christina.

Christina's face froze, "Funny, isn't it? I'll propose to Sinia that you need to increase your training volume, and you can't even push a wall mechanism." ”

The guards didn't know what terrible thing they remembered, and they all stifled their laughter.

"It's amazing! I thought it would be extraordinary for that human to be able to pass through the drawbridge, but I didn't expect it to be able to exert such great power!"

Fred didn't push the wall either, but his face was full of confidence, and he wasn't worried that he wouldn't be able to push it away.

"Roar..." A low roar came from Fred's throat, startling Christina and the guards.

Everyone secretly said: Fred is going to do his best, a rare situation!

Returning to Elan in the watchtower, he began to tell stories to little Lori, who was a little precocious and sensible, but in the final analysis, she was still a child, especially when she was carefree, and she liked to pester adults to play.

Ellan still remembers when he pretended to be unconscious, and little Lori struggled to carry a small bucket of water, dip her little handkerchief in water, and moisten his lips.

Little Lori has to take a nap every day, so when Elan tells the story, Little Lori lies down in a comfortable animal skin sleeping bag, closes her eyes, and listens to the story very contentedly and falls asleep.

"Elan, why did you stop, I haven't fallen asleep yet!" Elan's voice suddenly stopped, and after not continuing for a long time, little Lori immediately opened her eyes and smiled slyly at Elan.

Elan smiled helplessly, reached out and gently pinched the little Lori's cheek, he knew that the little Lori was naughty again, so he had to tell the story again.

"Forty robbers hid in barrels, and Ali quietly ・・・・・・・ with boiling oil," Elan's voice slowly lowered, and finally stopped.

The little Lori in the animal skin sleeping bag made a slight sound of sleep, and this time she was really asleep.

After soothing little Lori, Elan took out the khaki traveler's backpack from his chest, he hadn't had a chance to check the traveler's backpack, and now no one would bother him.

Elan first took a closer look at the Traveler's Backpack itself, which was the same as the Traveler's Backpack used by ordinary adventurers, with a large pocket on each side and a backpack pocket.

The material of the traveler's backpack was very good, and Elan pulled it hard, and scratched it with a dagger, and found that it was tougher than the leather armor he wore on his body.

After opening the backpack, the first thing Elan saw was a gray cloth, and after pulling the cloth out of the backpack, he found that it was a cloak, the cloak was gray and very inconspicuous, and it looked similar to the coarse cloth clothes worn by those poor people.

Strangest to why the wizard Mark hid this cloak, Elan walked out of the tent, shook the cloak, and then tried it on his body, "It seems that the original owner of the cloak is much shorter than me!"

The cloak barely covered Elan's back.

"It can't be that simple, right?" said Elan, who whispered to himself, not believing that Mark would hide an ordinary cloak so tightly.

So Elan rubbed his hand over the cloak to see if it was made of coarse cloth, but found that the cloak was surprisingly smooth and supple to the touch, just like the fine satin.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Elan saw several patterns resembling magical runes on the inside of the cloak, which were embroidered with black threads.

Elan, who couldn't see anything specifically, tried to touch these embroideries with his mental power.

Unexpectedly, at this contact, the patterns on the inside of the cloak emitted white fluorescence, and they suddenly lit up, and at the same time, a large piece of information appeared in Elan's mind.

After Elan's whole person was stunned for a while, he showed a surprised expression, and then secretly said in his heart: The god of dawn is above! It's actually magic equipment! Wizard Mark, I really want to thank your family!

Elan quickly reined in his excitement, calmed down, and continued to inject mental power into the gray cloak.

More and more patterns on the inside of the gray cloak glow white, and these patterns are all magic embroidery, which is embroidered with extremely high skill to embroider magic runes on the gray cloak.

The information that appeared in Elan's mind was left on the cloak by the maker of the cloak, and it gave a detailed description of the gray cloak, as well as the pride of the maker.

The name given to the gray cloak is the Cloak of Shadows.

On the brim of the hood of the cape, there is a very small piece of writing, which is also embroidered.

They are: "It looks so ordinary, but it allows you to hide your body in the shadows, whoever you are, don't use it to spy on women."

I'm in your shadow -- Aru Barak."

Finally, Elan no longer injected spiritual power into the shadow cloak, he could feel that this magical equipment belonged to him completely, and only his spiritual power could inject into it, so that the extraordinary power of this cloak could only be used by him.

Unless he hung it up like the previous owner of the cloak, Mark, no one else would have gotten it, and they wouldn't have been able to use it without his approval.

"What a magical tailor!"

Elan sighed, of course, if the other party's spiritual power is too strong, or if he doesn't often inject spiritual power into the cloak, then there is no way.