Everyone didn't know what to do about Kizmail, so they couldn't just say it, right?

So the topic was skipped, and everyone decided to wait until the time came to find a way to explain it to Kizmail.

"The poisonous dragon Xiu Margoa is an evil dragon that appears in the legend of the elves, and it is said that a long, long time ago, when the elves, humans and dwarves were still living together on the earth.

A mischievous little snake climbed the sacred tree while the witch was not looking, and then took a bite of the fruit that grew at the tip of the branch, and although the snake was given eternal life, it was also cursed.

Everything it eats in its mouth turns poisonous, and every time the snake eats something, it struggles to die in agony, and then resurrects itself by the power of the Divine Fruit, repeating the same process for hundreds of years.

Over time, the serpent transformed into a large, ugly poisonous dragon that began to attack villages and cities, but the Terran hero Serum defeated it, and it fled to the snowy lands of the far north. ”

Kizmer recounted information about the mission's objectives.

"I'm sorry, these are all stories I heard from my grandmother when I was a child, and I only remember these and I don't have any more details, but the myth tellers of the Dark Elves should remember the details of the story of Shumalgoa, and how it fought."

Kizmer was a little embarrassed, because the story she told didn't really help to defeat Shumalgoa.

"Storytellers? Where do you have to meet this person? ”

Ling Ze opened his mouth and asked, if it was easy to find, of course, it was better to ask, it would save a lot of things.

"The Storyteller is in the city of Gare, and because he is quite old, he spends half the day sleeping, but if you go to the library at noon, you should be able to see him in person."

Kizmail's answer satisfied everyone, as long as they waited until noon tomorrow, they could easily find their target.

"I don't think I've met an old elf so far, and does the narrator look young too?"

Asuna asked curiously, her focus apparently strange.

"Well, because the elders rarely come outside the city, about appearance... Actually, I don't know very much......"

Kizmer replied that she was sorry not to be able to help.

"It's okay, we'll see when the time comes."

Asuna reassured, and then she brought up the issue of the "poisonous dragon".

"I always think it sounds a little pitiful, that snake shouldn't have meant to bite the fruit of the holy tree, right?"

Asuna felt that this story was inexplicably familiar, and it seemed that there were many similar legends in the real world.

"Pathetic indeed."

Kizmael nodded in agreement, and then she moved on to tell similar stories.

"It is said that if you eat the fruit of the sacred tree, you will gain eternal life, and if you drink the sap of the tree, you will get an immortal body, but it has also caused many unfortunate stories.

There was once a saint who would give gifts to children at the end of December every year during the month of the tree, and one year, he accidentally learned that the gift that should be given to a sick girl of the human race was a fragment of the fruit of the sacred tree.

Unable to suppress his curiosity, he opened the box of gifts and saw the incomparably beautiful spar inside, which the saint took for himself.

As a result, among the tens of thousands of children, only the girl did not receive a gift, the girl without the protection of the spar died directly, and the saint also went crazy because of the curse, and wandered forever in the night that would never dawn......"

The ending of this story also ends tragically with a curse.

"Is this how all stories end?"

Ling Ze asked, he always felt that this kind of story was made up on purpose to make people dare not hurt the "holy tree".

"Well, it's probably like this, in short, the grace of the Holy Tree is something that you can't force yourself."

Kizmel nodded solemnly, obviously she understood the core of these stories very well, and it was similar to what Ling Ze thought.

"The reason why the Fallen Elves are exiled is because they want to collect the sap of the Holy Tree to strengthen themselves."

Kizmer's words reminded everyone of this message.

"The Fallen Elves have also been exiled to the northern end, so let's go and kill Xiu Margoa, and if we don't do well, we will meet the Fallen Elves."

Ling Ze summed it up, the enemy of their mission was not only Xiu Margoya's poisonous dragon, those "fallen elves" might come to intervene.

"That's right, be prepared in advance."

Kizimael agreed.

"By the way, Kizmail, have you kept all the jade, glass, and amber keys you've collected so far in a safe place?"

After discussing the matter of the "poisonous dragon", everyone was concerned about the matter of the secret key, the "jade key" found on the third floor, the "glass key" found on the fourth floor, and the "amber key" found on the fifth floor, which were currently placed in the treasure vault on the fourth floor of the main castle of Garley City, and finally moved to the upper floor.

"By the way, it won't be like in the fourth layer, where forest elves or fallen elves attack in order to snatch the key, right?"

Asuna asked, although the city was protected by thick rock walls and huge gates, it seemed to be easier to attack than the city of Jofer, which was surrounded by lakes in all directions.

Although the "Fallen Elves" have failed once before, judging by the importance these three clans attach to the "secret key", it is not impossible for a large-scale siege war to occur again.

"Don't worry about that."

Kizmail replied firmly.

"The wasteland surrounding the castle is too dry, whether it is the dark elves, the forest elves, or the fallen elves, they can't move outside for a long time, although the city walls are protected by the gift of the spirit tree, but as long as this spirit tree dies, we will also give up this castle, the environment here is very unsuitable for the elves to live."

Kizmer gave the reason, and Ling Ze and the others knew that if they were too far away from the forest, trees, and too far, the elves would gradually weaken, and even after a long time, they might faint directly and their lives would be in danger.

"But, in that case, how is Kizmer going to get the keys to this layer with us? If I'm not mistaken, the key is quite far away from Garley City."

Kirito asked, but he was quite quick to react.

"It's a long way off, but don't worry. The city is equipped with equipment that can be used to get outside the castle in case of a crisis, and if you use it, you should be able to cross the wasteland. ”

Kizmer opened his mouth to explain that this emergency equipment was somewhat unexpected, and in this case, the castle was actually still possible to be attacked, after all, no one could guarantee that the "forest elves" and "fallen elves" would not be able to create that kind of "emergency equipment".

With their desire for the "secret key", they are perfectly capable of doing that kind of thing.

"That's true, but where in the world is there a place that is absolutely safe? And that piece of equipment isn't easy to make. ”

Kizmer spread his hands, this is also a helpless thing, as long as you are prepared for defense and respond in time, and the probability of that kind of thing is extremely low after all.

"That's right."

Everyone nodded, and after chatting for a while, Kizmer took the initiative to say goodbye and leave, while Ling Ze and the others also rested.

The next morning, after breakfast, they gathered and were led by Kizmer to the supply station in the city of Garley, where they could receive a generous supply of five healing potions, five healing potions, and bags of dry food and snacks for free each day.

Although everyone was very much looking forward to the "teller of myths" that Kizmael had mentioned last night, they could only see him in the library between noon and three o'clock in the afternoon, and they certainly couldn't wait here stupidly.

They went out to hunt all morning, and then returned to the city of Garai at noon, and they did not take Kizmer with them during the morning hunt, after all, Kizmer was too uncomfortable in the wilderness outside.

After noon, everyone gathered in the library, and finally met the mysterious "Storyteller", who was not as old as he had imagined, but it was evident that he had indeed experienced the weather.

In this "myth teller", they got a lot of information related to the "poisonous dragon", and also got an antidote to the venom that can resist the "poisonous dragon".

So after making some preparations, everyone set off directly.

Under the light sound of bells and the gaze of the silent guards, they passed through the city gate to the bottom of the valley where there was no grass.

When the group walked on the bridge on the sand bed for less than a few tens of seconds, Kizmer's HP bar began to frantically flash with an amalous status icon.

It is a "dejected humanoid diagram", which represents a "debilitating" abnormal state, characterized by a large decrease in muscle strength and agility, and the body falls into an overweight state, which will soon die if it continues.

Although Kizmail's condition did not seem to be so serious, her coffee-colored skin also turned pale in a short period of time, which made everyone very worried.

Kizmael took a thin shawl cloak from his fanny pack and draped it over himself.

"I thought I could hold on for a while, but it turned out that I couldn't hold it so quickly, and the elves were so powerless when they didn't have the grace of the forest and water."

Kizmer said with a wry smile, she herself didn't expect it to be so soon.

The cloak on her body was one of those with a hood, and it looked silver overall, with some incredible green in it, and if you looked closely, you could see that it had stripes that resembled leaf veins.

The moment Kizemel puts on her shawl cloak and hood, the "debilitating" aomaly on her body disappears.

"Whew~"

Kizmel breathed a sigh of relief, and her face quickly returned to blood.

"This cloak is a secret treasure that has been passed down from the kingdom before the earth is cut off, and it is made by collecting the fallen leaves of the precious holy tree that will not wither even in winter, and then carefully sewing it together, and there are only about ten pieces left in the whole clan, so I said that the probability of them wanting to attack with this equipment is extremely low."

Kizmel explained to Ling Ze and the others, who looked surprised.

"Awesome!"

Everyone was very popular, and of course, this equipment is indeed powerful.

After Kizmer returned to normal, they quickly made their way to the northernmost part of the region, where the Fallen Elves were exiled, including the Poison Dragon Shumalgoa.

"I found a short knife, it seems to be that of a fallen elf."

Soon, as soon as everyone set foot on the snowy field, they immediately found the symbol that belonged to the "Fallen Elves".

In the light of the setting sun, the handle of the short knife found appeared with extremely thin orange inscriptions.

The "Dark Elves" have a scimitar and horned flute, the "Forest Elves" have a shield and a straight sword, and the "Fallen Elves" have ice and thunder, and they feel more like magicians than a group of assassins hiding in the shadows, but unfortunately, there is no magic in the world of SAO.

"Be prepared for battle, after all, you have come to the territory of the fallen elves, be careful of them setting traps and ambushes."

Ling Ze opened his mouth to remind, and everyone nodded.

They waited cautiously all the way to the lair of the "poisonous dragon", and did not wait for the attack of the "fallen elves".

The process of defeating the "Poison Dragon" was lackluster, and the "Wind Forest Volcano" team, which understood the attack pattern of the "Poison Dragon" in advance and was equipped with sufficient doses of antidotes, defeated this legendary mythical monster with great ease.

They were given a bunch of venom and fangs, which could be crafted into poisonous sword-like weapons, which were so powerful that they needed a high-level antidote to unlock.

"It's so simple that we can get the job done?"

Coming out of the "poisonous dragon" lair, Klein was very surprised, the "fallen elves" they had been guarding against seemed to have no idea they were coming, which was very outrageous.

"Actually, it's possible that I really don't know."

Ling Ze said with a smile, and it is possible that they dare not come.

After all, even the mighty General Norza was dead, and the "Fallen Elves" probably didn't have the guts to attack them, although it was Viscount Jofeliz who killed General Norza.

"Let's go, go back and hand over this task first, and then move on to the next goal, recovering the Agate Key on this layer."

Ling Ze led everyone all the way back the same way, and when they were about to leave the snowfield, the attack they had been waiting for finally came, and the "fallen elves" finally couldn't hold back.

"There are a lot of people, and the level is not low, but there don't seem to be elite monsters, which is a bit disappointing."

In the face of the "Fallen Elves" who are three times their size, everyone in the "Wind Forest Volcano" is not nervous, and even a little disappointed.