Akiman and the demon looked at each other, not knowing what the strange halfling meant, but Tess turned his face to the halfling cook, "As for you, little Eder, the place they go is not for you, or for me, or for any other halfling. Maybe you'd like to walk around with me, and whoever comes with me will be happy!"

As he spoke, Tess kept fiddling with a small silver spoon in his hand, and Edel suddenly remembered an old rumor from his own race, and his mouth opened wide in shock. Seeing this, Tess raised his right index finger, put it in front of his mouth and "shh

Ness, who noticed that Edel's hands were shaking involuntarily, suddenly jumped up: "Who the hell are you, where do you want to take Uncle Edel to?"

"You're talking so loudly that your ears are ringing, little girl. Tyce pretended to be an old man, but his young face didn't look like anything else: "It's not that I'm going to take little Eder somewhere, but where little Eder is going with me." With that, Tess looked at the Dungeon Lord and his mage again, and the demon watched as the mage shook his head and the mage's hand was already in the pocket of his waist.

"Wow, you're so generous, but it's a pity I'm just joking! Those little stones are of little use to me, but the blue mist grass, I might use it, but I don't have time to get it. Alas. What should I do?" Tyce still looked like he was smiling.

The demon let out a long breath. The mage pulled his hand out of his pocket and unconsciously repeated the action of clenching, opening and clenching: "Or can you tell us that the Blue Mist Grass is there, and when we go to get it, we can also help you get a copy?"

Tess jumped up for joy, "Good idea, just do it! That place, well, I'm sure you'll be going there soon, little mage." That place is ...... It's ......," Theis began to pace on the table. It makes the scene look very funny, and at this time, Morgan, the drunken gray dwarf, puts the wine glass in his hand on the table, and Tess just kicks the wine glass. "I remember!" the small glass didn't move, but Tess screamed and threw it under the table, "That place is underground...... Ah......h

Theis's screams abruptly stopped, and the mage, the Dark Elf sisters, and the demons who were suffering from their wounds put their heads on the table and looked down, but there was no figure in sight, except for the bewildered faces of each other. Tyce, this strange halfling, suddenly disappeared from everyone's face. Only halfling chef Edel was still sitting upright in his chair, muttering, "O Samia......"

The next day, before dawn, the demon heard a knock on the door of his room like a drum, and the Dark Elf sisters rushed into the demon's room in confusion, followed by the archmage and the two gray dwarves. Ness held a piece of paper in her hand, and the demon took it and read it aloud:

"Dear friends, I'm gone. Dungeons are not a good place for a halfling, and halflings are always good to wander around. Don't worry about it. We'll see you again.

Tyse (let's call him by the name Tyce) let me tell Master Sù that you don't have to look for it, the Blue Mist Grass will automatically appear in front of you, and remember to leave one for Tyse to keep with Amtils when the time comes. Amtils will be safe because there are bigger challenges ahead of him, but remember that you are who you are.

Nia, Ness, don't be overly sad about Edgar's death, but be careful, the enemy can attack at any time. Bless you all.

Morgan and Carey need to hone their weapon-crafting skills, and maybe one day Tys will need your help.

Everlasting happiness to all of you in the dungeon.

Eder. ”

In the dark and distant corridors, the Dark Knight Salas rode alone.

The passage was so dark that it was as if someone had cast a spell here, and even the Dark Knight, who was a necromancy, saw nothing but himself and the skeleton horse sitting underneath, and the skeleton Marcis walked cautiously forward, fearing that he might run into a stone wall or a stalactite pillar or something.

But in fact, the skeleton horse's worries are unnecessary. Although the road is not very spacious, the walls are made of mirror-smooth hardstone slabs, and the road continues to stretch forward, as if leading to some unknown fate. But for Salas, the destination ahead was clear: not far ahead was Mount Thor, and the heat around it made the Dark Knight aware of this.

It's been more than twenty days, and the dark knight Salas has left the goblin guarding the portal of the dungeon and walked into this corridor alone for more than twenty days. "Seth, this little guy shouldn't have made a mess of the dungeon, right? It doesn't matter how messy it is, as long as everyone is safe, under the care of the Red Dragon Caesar, Seth's safety should be guaranteed. The Dark Knight thought, thinking about his two companions on their way to the Holy Asserr Empire.

"The demon must have returned, right? I wonder what he's been rewarded for?" In a small purse beside the Dark Knight, several gold coins collided with each other and made a "clanging" sound from time to time. No one on the continent of Vista has yet opened up a market for undead creatures to shop to their heart's content, which makes the Dark Knight's salary from the Dungeon Lord and Demon Amtils useless, but Salas has never missed an opportunity to ask the Dungeon Lord for his salary, and for the Dark Knight, the embarrassed expression on the demon's face when he is shy and can't afford to pay his salary is really funny.

"Necromancer Akiman, should be back with the Book of the Moon, right?" Salas muttered to himself. The one who often collects wages from demons with the Dark Knight is the archmage, Aqiman. Aqiman is known as the number one necromancer on the continent of Vesta. There may be some truth to this, as the Dark Knight has been among the many mercenaries on the continent of Vesta. Nearly 300 years have passed. Salas had seen no less than ten mages whose magic was greater than that of Akiman, who knew more magic than Akiman, and who spoke wiser than Akiman had said, but Achman was one of only two necromancers that Salas had ever seen, the other being the one who summoned Saras from his grave. Manipulating corpses is just ordinary magic, and actually summoning necromancers is the characteristic of necromancers, and from Aqiman, Salas does feel a power that belongs only to necromancers.

Salas suddenly tightened the reins in his hand, and the skeleton Mataxis hissed and stopped in place, guessing his master's intentions. The Dark Knight jumps off the back of the skeleton horse. Forcefully took off his helmet and smashed it into the ground, the sound of the helmet colliding with the stone slabs on all sides, and the roar of the Dark Knight Salas echoed in the corridor, Taxis first flinched in fright, then turned his head and bit the Dark Knight's cloak, and gently pulled it a few times, which made the Dark Knight Salas, who had begun to almost go crazy and keep hammering his fist at the stone slab beside him, calmed down a little.

"No, I don't like that. The Dark Knight's voice, as cold as a metallic symphony, seemed to carry some painful emotion at the moment: "Taxis, you know what? I don't like that. In case that fails...... "The Dark Knight opened his arms and put his arms around the skeleton horse's neck. "No, I'm not afraid. Compared to ordinary people, I have been in this world for three hundred years. Just ......"

The skeleton Mataksis stood in place. There seemed to be a hint of sadness in Salas's eyes, and Salas was looking into the eyes of the skeleton horse, the same as the other necromantic creatures, where they were originally eyeballs. Taxis' face was replaced by two small, jumping orange flames. These two small bits of light seemed to give him strength in Salas's eyes, which were also orange, and Salas sighed, "Alas, there is no escape from this. It's a pity that we creatures of darkness don't have our own gods to pray to, otherwise I would have said, 'God, bless me!' and that's not fair, do you say, Taxis?"

As he spoke, the Dark Knight patted the skeleton pony on the neck, "It's okay, I've made up my mind to do this." Come on, man, let's go. The Dark Knight didn't get on his horse, but walked along the corridor on his own, and a chaotic sound of metal suddenly filled the corridor, and the Dark Knight lying on the ground shouted, "What are you doing, Taxis! Why don't I want to walk by myself for a while? Why are you stepping on my cloak!"

Taxis didn't answer him, and in fact, although the skeleton Mataxis understood the lingua franca spoken by the Dark Knight Salas, he couldn't say a word, and Taxis just raised her forefoot and struck Sarath on the head with the iron hooves on her feet.

"Ahh "Huh, where's my helmet?"

If Taxis could speak, there would probably be only two words in response to his master: "Stupid!"

Salas, who had finally recovered his helmet, rode on Taxis' back and set out on the road again, and although it was impossible to determine the time in the dark tunnel, Salas was well aware that he had wasted a lot of time searching for his helmet. However, the Dark Knight didn't seem to be in a hurry to retrieve his helmet in order to continue on his way, as if he was afraid to go back to the dungeon, he slowly moved in the direction he remembered the helmet was rolling to, until Taxis inadvertently kicked his helmet.

"Let's go, Taxis. Let's go early and return early, hurry up and get this done, and see what fate the gods of heaven have arranged for us abandoned people. The Dark Knight Salas's tone returned to his usual indifference, and the skeleton Mataxis hissed and walked back in the direction of Thor's volcano.

Salas never said a word until the gates of the dungeon appeared in front of the Dark Knight, but there was another word that echoed in the Dark Knight Salas's heart.

"Salas, my faithful servant, go, bring me the Book of the Moon from your so-called companions!"

Archmage Aqiman carefully observed the staff in front of him.

The staff's name is the Staff of the Phantasmal Star, a name derived from the starlight that floats forever near the near-immaculate crystal ball embedded in the end of the staff, which the Demon, the Dark Elf Sisters, and the two Grey Dwarves have all tried to capture. Want to see the legendary stars from the constellation of the god of magic, Foys. What the hell is it like. But they all failed without exception. It seems impossible for this starlight to be held by any living being.

The Staff of the Phantasmal Star was a white wooden stick that held in Akiman's hand, and no one could say what kind of wood it was made of, but it weighed half as much as the staff of the same size as the Staff of the Phantasmal Star. Near the end of the staff, each of them contained three black metal rings, etched into them with strange magical words that even the archmage himself did not know the meaning of. One section of the Staff of Phantasmal Stars was carefully carved into the shape of a six-diamond, with a sharp tip that convinced the Archmage that it could exert some power even in hand-to-hand combat, while the other contained a silver base. The base is inlaid with a round crystal ball, and the starlight is floating around the crystal ball without stopping.

The archmage placed the crystal ball in front of his eyes and took a closer look, and found that there were strange three-point bubbles floating in the crystal ball. "Is there really water in this crystal ball?" the archmage was puzzled until he inadvertently saw several magical characters identical to the black metal rings on either end of the staff from the light refracted by the sun through the crystal ball. "These bubbles contain magic. The Archmage came to a conclusion.

The excited archmage wanted to test what kind of magic it was, and he held the Staff of the Phantasy Star sideways in front of him with one hand, and placed the other hand on the crystal ball at the end of the Staff of the Phantasmal Star, and was about to start reciting the incantation...... Hearing a "bang!", the demon Amtils opened his eyes, just in time to see the archmage with a red nose and a constant nosebleed.

"I said Aqiman, you can get a nosebleed against a staff. What kind of hobby is this?" The demon teased without hesitation.

"What nonsense are you talking about. I just got hit in the nose by this crystal ball. Aqiman covered his nose in pain. "Two guys out there, you want to murder?"

A small window was forcefully pulled open, and a gray face appeared in the window: "Excuse me, mage. There were too many rocks on this stretch of road, and just now one of them was not afraid of death and got under our wheels. ”

"It's all the way here. The archmage sniffled and saw that the nosebleed had stopped. "Anyway, where we're going, Carey?"

"I don't know. The gray dwarf Carry's answer was very crisp. I don't know if it's normal, the two gray dwarves, neither Morgan nor Carey, have never been near Thor's volcano, but the demon has to lie in the carriage to recuperate, and the archmage doesn't know how to control a carriage at all, so the two gray dwarves blindly drive the horses pulling the cart around outside the carriage.

"Parking. The archmage shouted as he pulled open the carriage door. Outside, the crimson soil was endless, strewn with black volcanic rock, and no green was visible on the bare hills, and the archmage looked around and saw that this was the southern foothills of the Tor volcano, not a short distance from their dungeon at the foot of the northern side of the Tor volcano. "It's getting dark. Aqiman squinted at the sun that was about to disappear into the horizon: "Let's spend the night here tonight, we will be able to go back to the dungeon before dark tomorrow." ”

It was already completely dark, and the moon, known as the "scimitar of Death Diss", was already hanging in the sky. The demon was wrapped in a thin blanket and lay beside the fire, his body was trembling all the time, and after the mage and the dark elf Ness, the two wounds on the demon's chest and arm, which had been wounded by the Demon Slaying Sword, had temporarily stopped festering, but the demon's condition was getting worse day by day, and every night the demon could not resist the cold that came from the air, and at sunrise the demon would show a high fever all over his body. The two grey dwarves had already wrapped themselves in the gray cloaks they had carried, and the thunderous snoring echoed in the air, while the archmage stared blankly at the fire in front of him, which had been lit from the wooden planks of the dismantled carriage carriage, and fell into meditation.

It's just that the archmage can't suppress his thoughts no matter what. The Holy Asserr Empire is a thrilling expedition, but fortunately, the harvest is not small, and the Staff of the Phantasmal Star is also one of the legendary treasures, and the biggest reward is the Book of the Moon in the magic pocket next to the archmage.

To see the contents of the Book of the Moon, and to use its full power, one must possess the four keys that open the Book of the Moon, the obsidian and ruby of which are now in the Archmage's pocket, but the other two are unknown. The green jade, which should have been inlaid on the chest of the head of the Knights of Light, is now unknown with the leader of the Knights of Light, who led the crowd away, and the amethyst, which was originally inlaid on the chest of the head of the Dragon's Tooth Knights, is said to have been planted in the Dragon's Tooth Knights' arms. However, when the archmage escaped from the Agate City Mage Guild, he only saw the miserable corpse of the mage Hess, and there was absolutely no trace of amethyst on the corpse, and the archmage believed his eyes, but he didn't even know who killed Hess, and Aqiman didn't know, so it was even more impossible to trace the whereabouts of the amethyst.

"Alas. Let's leave it at that, let's go back to the dungeon. Akiman muttered to himself in a low voice. "I don't know if the Dark Knight and the goblins are doing well, Salas has never bullied the goblins much, I guess Seth is having a good time these days. Before leaving for the Holy Acer Empire, the archmage promised the goblinset to bring him a gift, which had been lost in the First World War in the Green Leaf Church and was found in the Mage's Guild.

"Blue Mist Grass, where the hell is it?" Aqiman's gaze turned back to the dungeon lord, and the demon seemed to be suffering in his dream, with a painful look on his face. "That strange halfling said that the Blue Mist Grass would automatically appear in front of us?" said that...... "A smile appeared on Aqiman's face, and he pulled up his cloak and draped it over himself.

The magic cast by the archmage ensures that the fire is lit until dawn. "We set off at dawn. "These were the last words the Archmage said to himself tonight. (To be continued......)