Morey picked up the water glass on the table and looked at it, and found that the water in the cup was dull and undaring to try it.

"Speaking of the water provided by this kind of place, does anyone really dare to drink it?"

Ron, who was observing through Morey's perspective, couldn't help but complain.

Ignoring Bond's warnings,

Under Ron's control, Morey got up and wandered around the room.

This is a small transit station in the royal capital, which is what the bard calls the "Black Room".

The world is so big, there are always things that are extremely dirty and inconvenient to trade or dispose of in the sun.

Most of these things are transferred through the black market or black rooms.

The items traded here are often illegal or dangerous, so secrecy is extremely strict.

The living enter, and the dead come out.

Entered in whole, mutilated out.

It's all a common thing that happens in a dark room.

Ron glanced at the furnishings in the house:

The old-fashioned furniture is made of wood, and although it looks a little old, it has been carefully cared for by the owner.

The kitchen cupboards, dining table and chairs are also very neatly arranged, and some family photos and children's paintings hanging on the walls make this dilapidated house full of warmth and vitality.

There were no expensive items in the room, more practical daily necessities and some cheap decorations.

Like a special hairpin ornament or some fun mermaid knick-knacks, it adds a bit of interest to this simple room.

"Tsk, it looks like it's really an ordinary family."

Ron lay on the bed, remotely controlling Morey to move, as if playing a holographic game.

He manipulated Morey, sketching out the magic nodes bit by bit.

This is a spell that Morey has not mastered, and it needs to be used remotely by Ron.

【Six Rings of Magic: Magical Vision】

A faint blue glow gathered in Morey's cloudy pupils.

"You guessed it!"

Ron's pupils grew excited.

This [black room] dedicated to dealing with dirty goods for the prince is really not that simple.

Everything in the world has become a pale blue grid, and the truth of this room under the disguise of magic is revealed.

The effect of the magic vision exceeded expectations,

Ron succeeds in discovering the secret hidden in this room.

On a wall that ordinary people can't see, an entrance suddenly appears.

He calmly walked to the wall, carefully observing the staircase that emerged.

The staircase is paved with a stone wall and looks unusually old.

Weirdly.

Even under the gaze of the magical vision.

As soon as the person turns the angle slightly, the staircase disappears as if it did not exist.

"Visual deception!"

"It's the craft of the dwarves!"

Ron couldn't help but sigh that there really were too many secrets in this city.

Ron began to maneuver his body towards the stairs, carefully observing every detail.

He sensed that there were many traps and traps set up here.

"Spinning, jumping, I close my eyes ~~"

Ron hummed a little song and manipulated Morey to dance in the narrow aisle.

His dexterous dancing is like that of a gymnast in a previous life.

With his experience in the legacy and the six-ring magic vision, Ron easily overcame these traps.

You know, dragons are the real trap masters!

The traps they set are always hard to guard against, which is one of the reasons why very few people manage to successfully infiltrate the dragon's lair.

In order to protect their treasures, the dragons develop new trap magic every year.

Occasionally, the god of thieves would wander around the lair of the Primordial Dragon.

In this way, he verifies that his stealth skills have declined.

ultimately

Ron reached the top of the stairs.

Push open the door seal.

Here he found an old study.

The room was covered in dust and cobwebs, all disguises, and under the cobwebs were several three-ring flame magic arrays.

It seems that if they can't stop the invaders, they will die together.

There were gold coins stacked on the table in the middle of the study.

There are all eras.

But Ron wasn't interested in the money.

His gaze was drawn to one of the green books on the left shelf.

【Three-Ring Magic: Levitation】

Ron floated to his desk.

Carefully avoiding the Magic Wire Alarm device, he managed to get his hands on the slightly worn book.

Although the book doesn't contain any ancient symbols and magic spells, it does excite Ron.

Because the text on the cover of the book is actually elven script!

Not sure why.

There is no record of the existence of nature spirits in the library of the Rose Kingdom.

The only things Ron could find were the existence records of the [Drow Elves] and the [Snow Elves] who were kicked out of the elven book by the elves.

"I found an elven book in such a small place, and it seems that Lady Luck still loves me."

Ron rubbed his hands together excitedly on the bed, feeling like he was playing a puzzle game.

He continued to manipulate Morey to hold the book up.

On the brown cover is a few large characters written crookedly in some kind of sap:

Kahran's Travel Diary

It looks like the book hasn't been flipped through for a long time, and it's covered in dust.

"Whew!"

Gently blow off the dust off the cover

Ron gently turned the first page, and a faint scent of flowers came to his face.

This elven diary is made of slender willow branches, and each page is made of smooth bark and filled with delicate elven texts.

Ron flipped through the book of Kahlan's Travel Diary with some amazement.

Every time Ron turns the pages, there is a charming aroma that hits his nose,

This is a fragrant scent made up of many different flowers and herbs.

The book records the travel story of an elven woman named Karan and her experiences.

From the ideas and plans at the beginning of the journey, to the people and things she encountered during the journey.

Every page is filled with tiny handwriting and images.

She uses inks of various colors and textures to record the feelings and thoughts of the elves.

Some pages are also adorned with beautiful illustrations and hand-drawn images.

These images were either the elf's travels, or the different magical and mystical creatures she witnessed.

Ron even saw a lifelike red dragon in it.

A 275-page diary, with more than 160 drawings of biological images alone!

This behavior is very elf.

They are a long-lived group of perfectionists.

Even journaling has to be perfect.

"Pedal Pedal Pedal T

Ron, who had been keeping an eye on the doorway, heard the sound of footsteps.

It looks like that Bond is coming back.

This is not an environment for reading books.

Ron used quantum fluctuation reading to scan the contents of this journal into his mind.

Then he closed the book and placed the gold coins and books on the table into the robes.

This thing will be handed over to Ron himself along with the slave he will see next.

What? You say it's a thief's act?

Ahem!

The person who stole it was Morey, what does it have to do with me Ron?

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Squeak –

The wooden door was pushed open.

Bond enters the door and sees Morey sitting in a chair drinking water.

Seeing that he didn't look like he was moving, Bond breathed a sigh of relief.

He smiled respectfully:

"Your Excellency, are you ready, will you go down and pick now?"

"Hmm."

"Please come with me."

Bond led Morey to the previous room, where the original planks were strangely gone, leaving only an authentic entrance.

"This way, ahem"

"Please be careful, my lord, there may be some dust in the tunnel."

Bond walked ahead with a tung oil torch, and Morey followed him into the passage.

After walking for more than ten minutes, they stopped in front of a three-meter-high iron gate.

Bond carefully took the prismatic key from his neck and swiped it at the magic circle in the doorway.

The iron door slowly opened.

The rusty parts crunched.

A pungent sour smell came over the face, mixed with bodily fluids and excrement.

The smell made Morey cough twice

"A little spicy to the eye"

Even with a body apart, Ron couldn't help but frown

Bond seems to have gotten used to this.

He placed the torch on the stand in the doorway and tapped the wall lightly.

Then lead Ron straight into the dungeon where the "Sparrow" is held.

The wailing, pleading, and scolding gradually became clear in the ears.

Following in the footsteps of Bond,

Ron finally sees this world buried deep underground.

Morey's eyes widened,

The suffocating feeling of pressure made his breathing rapid.

looked at Bond with an indifferent face.

At this moment, the disgust that came from the body's instinct was raised to the extreme.

Ron was sure.

This is no longer the royal capital.

Here it is

Purgatory on Earth.

(End of chapter)