When these words came out, even Barn was stunned.

He stammered, "It's not practical. At most, I'll find a way to scrape together money."

The valiant dwarf was frightened by Trihy's words.

"That's right." The bartender was sweating profusely: "This. . Miss Mage, you'd better take the scroll back, this. It's so precious. ”

"But—" Trish looked at the bar in embarrassment.

"We've been here for too long." A gentle voice came from the side: "I'll pay the compensation." ”

A large pile of platinum coins was placed on the bar: "I think these should be enough for the loss of the Moonstone Mask, now, can I give my dwarven friend a glass of spirits?" ”

The crowd looked at the man who spoke up.

Townsend spread his hands and said to Barn, "Please get off the bar, it's just a little thing." ”

"Of course, Miss Trihy, put your scrolls away too, you're scaring everyone."

"I'm sorry." Trish panicked and put away her scroll and lowered her head.

Barn climbed down from the bar with a complicated face, picked up his hammer with his hand, and muttered, "What a moonstone mask, it's just a robbery here, no, it's worse than a robbery!" ”

He leaned over to Tang Sen's side and whispered, "Spellcaster, where did you get so much money?" I remember the first time you came to this world to Neverwinter, using some kind of magic? ”

"Well-done, though, I don't think this piece of rotten wood is worth that much money."

Tang Sen suddenly smiled, shook his head, and said, "No, these are real money." ”

"So, we don't have to run away, we can spend as much as we like here today."

Barn looked stunned, and then gritted his teeth: "It's okay, although I don't think it's worth it, but in short, it's a mess I made." ”

"I'll find a way to pay you back."

The episode had apparently affected Barn's mood, and even though he had indeed tasted the best liquor he had ever drunk in his life, it didn't make him happy again.

Trish, on the other hand, is in a state of self-reproach for not keeping her promise to invite everyone to spend, even if the scroll on her body can even buy the entire Moonstone Kamen Tavern.

The others, however, were not so affected, marveling at the lavish decoration of the Moonstone Tavern and the array of fine food from all over Ferron in the banquet hall.

The extravagant relaxation lasted until late at night, when everyone had completely lost the chatter of the drunken dwarfs before returning to their respective rooms to rest.

Townsend spent his first night in Neverwinter peacefully.

But when the sun shone on the whole of Neverwinter from the direction of the Neverwinter Forest, as the usual early morning arrived, Townsend received a piece of news that caught him off guard.

By the time he reached the door of Mr. Erwin, the dwarf, the rest of the line, as well as the staff of the Moonstone Tavern, had filled the entire corridor.

"Mr. Alwin's death was probably three o'clock yesterday morning."

A neatly dressed butler who was obviously a moonstone masquerade quickly greeted him, wiping the sweat from his forehead and saying, "We have asked the priest of the Great Hall of Justice to check it, and there is no trace of murder. ”

"After preliminary identification, Mr. Alwin was choked to death by his own uh, vomit."

Town's face sank like water, and he quickly made his way through the crowd and into the dwarf's room.

Several priests from the Great Hall of Justice gathered around the gnome's corpse, and the room was illuminated by the light.

"Tang Sen, this is obviously the revenge of the Moonstone Mask!" Barn suppressed anger in his tone, "They murdered poor Mr. Elwin!" ”

"Finally escaped from the hands of the gray dwarf, and his life actually ended in Neverwinter." The warrior monk sighed.

"Trust me!" The butler of the moonlight mask shouted in a panicked tone: "This death incident has absolutely nothing to do with us, we treat every guest with respect as if we were parents, how can we do such a thing?" ”

Tang Sen walked up to the dwarf, looked at the other party's pale face, and clenched his fists.

"Isn't there a way for the priests of the Great Hall of Justice to resurrect him?"

He said in a deep voice, "Don't worry about the spell casting materials and the money to hire the priest, if I can resurrect him, I will do whatever it takes." ”

The location of Netheril's ruins is still in the other party's mind, and this relic corresponds to Townsen's purchased commodity: Eolem's immortality.

Even with divination, Townsend didn't have the confidence to find that relic in such a vast eternal wilderness.

"If we find Mr. Alwyn within a short time of his death, it is possible for the Bishop to resurrect him." One pastor looked pity: "But it's too late. ”

"The only way is the Great Wishing Technique and the Complete Resurrection Technique."

"That's all the spells of the Nine Rings!" Barn roared, "Where are we going to find an archmage who can unleash the Nine Rings spell and happen to be able to make a Great Wish or a Complete Resurrection?" And then convince that kind of big guy to spend countless resources to resurrect a dwarf? ”

Townsend frowned.

A weak voice suddenly came from the side: "Actually. . It's not that it can't be done. ”

Everyone's eyes suddenly projected on, and Tricy, who spoke, suddenly shrank back.

"If she could find my teacher, she would agree to resurrect Mr. Elwin."

"Your teacher?" A priest was stunned for a moment: "You are actually a disciple of the Ninth Ring Archmage?" ”

"My teacher didn't mention these things to me, but I've seen her unleash the Great Wishing Technique, I think maybe?"

"How do you find your teacher?" Townsend asked.

Trish lowered her head, "She said she was going to travel to the astral plane for a while-"

“.” The crowd was silent.

"But!" Tricy plucked up the courage to raise her head: "There is a way to get the teacher to take the initiative!" ”

"Your teacher left you a contact information?" Barn asked.

"Nope." Trish hesitated for a moment: "She told me that if I died, she would open the door to the other world and rush to my side. ”

“.”

The corners of Barn's mouth twitched.

"So, if we want to save Elwin, we have to kill you first, and then bet that your teacher who can travel the astral plane won't destroy us, and even the whole of Neverwinter, in a fit of rage?"

Trish lowered her head again.

Tang Sen let out a sigh of relief and broke the awkward situation: "It seems that at least we can't bring Mr. Alwyn back to life for the time being. ”

"So-"

He turned to the priest, "Has anyone prepared the Dead Conversation Technique?" ”

(End of chapter)