"Thank you so much for saving my life!"

The young man knelt down towards Luo Xue with a thud, his voice shaking all the time, obviously apprehensive about what had just happened. If Luo Xue didn't help, he would definitely die!

Luo Xue was pulled back to reality by the young man in front of him, he stopped thinking about the curse, and then helped the young man up.

"Don't be like this, you're not wrong in the first place, there's no need to thank me at all. Luo Xue said to the young man.

"My name is Lunt. After being helped up by Luo Xu, the young man who called himself Lunt handed Luo Xue a business card made of silver paper. The business card had his name and other information written on it.

"I don't know what the name of the benefactor is?" said Lent to Luo Xue, "If there is anything, I will definitely help." ”

Luo Xue took the business card, and from the information on the business card, she found that he was an adventurer in secret France.

"My name is Luo Xue...... Luo Xue replied, glancing at the information on the business card, attracted by a place name on the business card.

"Turlock, are you from Turlock?" Luo Xue looked up into Lent's eyes.

"That's right, I'm here from Turlock. Lent puffed up his chest and said proudly to Luo Xue.

Trok is one of the more famous regions of Secret France, and has a similar reputation to the City of Mirrors. There were no cities, no lords, only spontaneous assemblies of the people. In this area, many famous warriors were born. In Luo Xue's memory, the world-class powerhouse on the watchtower, the Eye of the Gods, also came from this place.

Lunt had made the long journey from Trook, passing through the Elven Sanctuary and crossing dozens of large and small cities to arrive here.

Along the way, take on quests from the Adventurers' Guild to fill your stomach and mend your gear. Although I didn't make any money, I saved a lot of money.

During his adventure, he befriended two comrades-in-arms, who relied on each other and agreed to accompany them all the way to the port of Kik.

He'd encountered bandits, encountered wandering monsters, and faced three different bandit forces at the same time on the stretch of Kick Harbour. But he and his two companions fought stubbornly and finally arrived alive.

But he didn't expect that when he was mistaken for a murderer, his comrades-in-arms ruthlessly and indifferently abandoned him.

Lent spoke of the sad place, and there was pathos in his tone.

"What is the Elven Holy Land?" Luo Xue couldn't help but be interested when she heard the Elven Holy Land that Lunt was talking about.

In the country of the forest, he had seen the young bud mercenary group formed by the elves, but he didn't think too much about the difference between the elves and humans.

The sad Lent heard Luo Xue, who had not made a sound, question, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to rub his eyes, and said to Luo Xue: "The elf holy land is also the hometown where the elf was born. There are not many holy places, but there is one in the middle of our secret France. There was a dead tree in their hometown, and it was soaring into the sky, more than three thousand meters high. ”

Lunt went out of his way to explain, glad to be able to help his benefactor.

Elves are different from humans in that they are unable to combine and reproduce, and there is reproductive isolation, as if they were two different species.

Luo Xue heard Lent's explanation and nodded: "So that's ......"

"Is there anything else to ask?" said Lunt modestly, now that he had no support in Kick Harbour. Those two comrades-in-arms who abandoned him would definitely not go to sea with him on an expedition.

"Eyes of the Gods...... Do you know him?" Luo Xue felt that Lunt had come here for more than just to make Goldstone Island.

"Of course I do, he's our hero, and I followed his example to come to Kick Harbor. Lent looked left and right for a moment, then bent down and whispered to Luo Xue, "I heard that he once stayed in Kirk Harbour for a while, and left his legacy here. ”

Grateful to Luo Xue for saving his life, Lent told Luo Xue the news,

Luo Xue heard his words and fell silent. In fact, according to Luo Xue's known information, the Eye of the Gods has been staying here all this time, and it is impossible to go out. He had been corrupted by the curse, just like Luo Xue had before. Once he leaves Kirk Harbour, the curse that haunts him will burst out the moment he leaves, turning him into another murderer.

"How do you know this?" the information he got was different from Luo Xue's, so he asked rhetorically.

"The Eye of the Gods has left a communication crystal in our hometown, informing us that he has left a legacy here, just half a year ago. Lent whispered, afraid that those around him would hear.

Half a year ago......

Luo Xue heard Lent's answer and looked up at the watchtower again. Ever since an arrow killed the innkeeper, there hasn't been a sound.

"Do you want to leave your legacy before you go completely crazy?" Luo Xue muttered to herself, but the words were heard by Lunt.

"What madness?" Lent believed Luo Xue's words, but he understood what Luo Xue meant, in the eyes of the people around him, Luo Xue was a mysterious magician who solved the hotel incident, and it was not strange that some strange information popped out of his mouth.

After all, magicians are such a kind of person.

"If you're here for this lineage, don't go to Goldstone Island, you don't even need to go to sea. Luo Xue sighed and said to Lent.

"Why?" said Lent, believing that the legacy of the Vision must have something to do with Goldstone Island, and had planned to rent a magically powered ship and explore the seas from the beginning.

"Haven't you thought that he is the world-class powerhouse on the watchtower in Kirk Harbor?" Luo Xue said in a low voice.

Hearing this, Lent shook his head with a smile and said to Luo Xue, "The person on the watchtower is just a puppet left by the Holy Magister. Not to mention him, not even a world-class powerhouse. ”

Under Lunt's explanation, everything seemed to be a different version. In Lunt's mouth, the man on the watchtower has become a puppet made by an earth-based holy magister.

This is a fact that an earth-based holy magus has personally admitted.

"Isn't it a world-class powerhouse?" Luo Xue was stunned for a moment,

There is a world-class powerhouse on the watchtower, this is the message that the homeless man of Kick Harbour told Luo Xue. He had no reason to deceive himself, and Luo Xue's instincts and the sight in his eyes last night were telling him that he must be the eye of a god.

Luo Xue, an earth-based holy demon master who had a relationship with Kik Harbor, could only think of one, and that was the old man who taught him two earth-based spells. The Old Man has now repaired the portal in Mirror City, and it is time to return to the army of the Mystic France on the border with the Demon Forest. (To be continued.) )