"The prophetic tablet has led us to find it from the relics of a god, and the tablet at that time clearly speaks of the fate of the three of us. Crocker also had some resentment when he talked about the slate. "Vernelle, I, and Merck were once the three most famous craftsmen in the imperial capital of the Moore Empire, I am a blacksmith, Vernell is a pharmacist, and Merck is a scroll master, twenty years ago, the three of us were friends, countless high-level warriors and nobles tried their best to recruit the three of us, think about the past, the scenery is infinite......"

"It's a pity that after discovering the slate, our lives changed. ”

"The slate depicts our past life and future life, and we didn't believe in that thing at first, but the prophecy part of the slate happened again and again...... Merck was prophesied, her family was ruined, and Vernelle's body accelerated its aging during a potion test, and I ......" Crocker's expression was gloomy.

After a while, Crocker scolded viciously: "These damn nobles. ”

"Later, we had to do what we did on the slate, I hid on the border of the country, Verniel hid in the slums from most people, and if Merck was still alive, he would now be waiting for his fate somewhere in the imperial capital. ”

"Well, that's probably our story. Crocker sighed.

"Fate is such a thing as a trickster......," Modin sighed.

Crocker smiled, the more than 20 years of consumption seemed to have polished the sharpness of this infinitely beautiful "divine craftsman" into a smooth luster, he patted Mordine's shoulder and said with a smile: "Don't be too confused." ”

"I have a goal, but right now, becoming a god seems far away. Modine said.

"Become a god?" Crocker laughed a little unkindly. In life, the longest time in life is 200 years, and becoming a god is not as easy as it seems. ”

"So I can't cultivate now, and I'm helpless!" Mordine stretched his waist towards the sky.

Crocker smiled and didn't continue.

Crocker is actually very envious of Mordin's indifferent appearance, the reason why he is willing to help him like this is that Mordin has grown up since he was a child, and this family affection that does not involve blood relations makes Crocker care very much, and secondly, Mordin obviously has the power that some people covet, but it is still this hanging-boy mentality, and his way of doing things without fighting with the world seems to have evoked some memories in Crocker's heart.

The two returned to their residence, and the three of them did not stay in the attic well, and estimated that the three of them went to find amethyst according to the meaning of Silver Tooth, and looked at the sky outside, and Mordin went downstairs and gave the farmer a few gold coins, so that he could buy some ingredients.

"Broth...... And almost a condiment. Mordine took a sip of the boiling soup on the pot, and with the tickets, he didn't worry about the auction venue, after all, it was Silver Fang who wanted to save the Elf Queen, not him.

Crocker had just gone out, and he still cared a lot about Merck's news, so it was more convenient for him to find something at night.

Mordine put down the spoon in his hand and called out the farmer's name downstairs...... It is rare for him to have this leisure and elegance to make soup and drink, so he naturally asks for excellence, but the farmer downstairs does not answer him for a long time.

"What the hell......" Mordine got up and looked down the stairs.

The whole farmhouse was suddenly empty, and under the stairs, there was no light, and it was pitch black.

"Uncle Lanzo, are you asleep?" called Mordine down the stairs.

It was quiet downstairs, no one answered his questions, but in Mordin's field of vision, something suddenly flickered in the dark world.

"Uncle Lanzo?" Mordine asked, narrowing his eyes, cautiously.

The place where the silver light flickered, suddenly walked up the stairs, and Mordine straightened up, and suddenly a sense of foreboding suddenly appeared in his heart.

"Catch him!" suddenly someone shouted at the bottom of the stairs.

Mordine was stunned, hurriedly retreated, and after locking the attic door casually, he took a few steps back in confusion.

"What's the situation?" said Mordin, looking at the slamming attic door.

It's just that no matter how bad Mordine is, he now knows that it's time to find a place to escape in this small attic on the second and a half floors. No matter who it is, it seems that they are coming for them.

Except for a few small windows reserved for ventilation, Mordin could not see a path the size of a rat hole, and Mordin glanced at the soup he had cooked, and took it all out of the pot.

"Bang!" The attic door was suddenly smashed open, and the chain used to lock the door was smashed directly into a gap.

Mordine pursed his lips, simply gave up resistance first, and looked at several men in military armor who came up in the corridor, his face was full of panic, and he stammered and asked, "Big, my lord, you, what do you want to do?"

The man at the head of the row, dressed as a soldier, looked around and asked, "Child, let me ask you, you are the only one here?"

"Yes, yes......" Modin nodded, knowing that the lie would definitely be exposed.

......The soldier didn't seem to be wasting his time on Mordine, he went to the still burning fire, looked at the layout of the attic, waved his hand at the soldiers behind him, and said, "Take him back and throw him on death row." ”

"Yes. Several soldiers immediately came to Mordin's side, and the rope in his hand shook in front of Mordin's eyes, and in a moment he had bound Mordin.

Mordin didn't speak, he didn't argue, these soldiers came menacingly, straight to the second floor, when he saw himself, there was no hesitation in the order to arrest, this was indeed coming for a few of his own people, even if Mordin opened his mouth to ask and refute, this soldier would not pay attention to him.

But why, it was all good the other day, but now there is a problem, Silver Tooth? Or Vernelle?

Mordine's heart was more inclined to Silver Fang, and he wondered if he was found out in the city with two earth-level demonic beasts, but Winelle was also suspicious, after all, only this weird-looking old woman knew where they lived.

Downstairs, there were more armored sergeants, and here Mordin found the old farmer Lanzo who had been held hostage.

The honest peasant was so frightened by this battle that he saw that Mordine being tied up and pushed down from the upper floor, and the old farmer immediately shouted in fear, "Ladies and gentlemen, this person has nothing to do with me...... and he was also frightened out of his soul, and kept repeating this sentence in his mouth.

Mordine didn't bother to excuse him at this moment, the soldiers behind him pushed him out of the door, and then a black cloth covered his eyes, and then, a trace of pain came from the back of Mordin's head, and the world in front of him fell into complete darkness.