After listening to Kenda's introduction, Diarrando shrugged and briefly talked about the ring change and how he met those dwarven dark wizards who pretended to be dead.

"It seems to be their royal hall up here, and I guess I was lucky enough to get it to their door. Since this place is above the vault, there must be the most powerful and terrifying magic array. It's a good thing you didn't come, if ordinary people were probably burned to ashes. As he spoke, Diarlando suddenly remembered something, and began to look around for something.

Kenda couldn't help but ask, "Your Highness, what are you looking for? I'll help you? ”

Diarlando gestured: "One of these blindfolds, a pair of leather handguards...... Ah, I found it!" he withdrew his hand from the gold coin, pulling out the buried see-through blindfold. I took it up and looked at it, and it didn't seem to be invalid, but the rope burned out.

Fayl quickly found the gauntlet, and Kenda found the twisted and deformed sword that had fallen not far away, but was surprised to find a dagger that had been stained with the sword, and the dagger was not even charred on the outside.

By this time Diarlando had recovered enough to stand up and retract his belongings. He triumphantly climbed to the highest pile of gold on the dwarven treasure, picking up and picking up to see his new catch. Rises, who had recovered his spirit like him, also opened his stomach and ate at this moment, and in a moment it had changed from the size of a finger to the size of a cat.

"I don't know if the wealth here belongs to the Splittooth or the Hammers, and it doesn't look like it can be saved in a short time...... "This room is about forty feet square, but there is no place where you can see the floor, and even if the gold coins are only half a foot thick, the total amount here is very staggering.

Diarlando watched Fair pick and choose among the treasures, found some gems mixed in the gold coins and put them away, and immediately complimented: "It's still Fayle who is smart! Gold is too heavy, only gems are easy to carry, take more! If we help the Hammer Clan drive out the mad wizard of the Splittooth Clan, it shouldn't be too much to charge such a little hard money." ”

Kenda looked at Dierlando, who was still half-dead just now, and now he had recovered his true colors, and began to dig down his head energetically, and couldn't help but remind: "Your Highness, I think all we met are some little minions, you are the most powerful elite here, is it possible that they deliberately brought you over, and the ambush was to drive you away, after all, ......"

"Yes, maybe the Splittooth dwarf who cleared Dom's body saw me and Ryeth during the day! Maybe they found me and the Starlight Dragon's hatchlings here last night...... Maybe this is a trap for me!"

As soon as Kenda reminded him, Dearrando immediately came to his senses. The scene seen in the coma suddenly came to mind, it should be the memory of the past, if history is really like that, the bitter hatred of the Splittooth Dwarf for the Starlight Dragon is completely reasonable.

Will Weishenme see that memory herself?

Dearrando suddenly remembered the colorless Tear Stone, and immediately raised his right hand to examine the Ring of Grud on his little finger. However, while the ring was there, the gem was broken. With a light touch of his finger, the cobweb-like surface collapsed, and a cool feeling surged from his fingertips to his whole body, and the burning pain was suddenly healed.

Rises, who had already eaten the size of a pig, suddenly stopped and sniffed the air, ran up to Deirlando, and began to coquetry.

"You want?" said Deirlando, pulling off the ring that had no gems, and asked if the young dragon wanted to eat it. Ryeth opened his mouth and stuck out the tip of his round tongue, saliva ticking down on the gold beneath his feet.

Diarrando threw the ring to the drake, and then asked Kenda, "Did you hear anything, and it seemed like the earth was shaking again? Am I dizzy again?"

Kenda said with a serious face, "No, I feel it too...... The voice seems to be ......"

"Flood!" When the two people shouted in unison, the rumbling sound of the water had reached the overhead, this vault was sealed, I don't know where the door was, maybe it was the explosion on the head that collapsed the royal hall, if the water poured down like this, the huge water pressure would seal everyone in this golden tomb.

"Come back, we're going to get out quickly!" Diarlando looked at the mage at the other end of the room, his sleeves full of gems, and he walked like a fat duck, unable to get up quickly.

Without thinking about it, Diarlando pounced, and a sword slashed through Fayer's sleeve, causing the jewel inside to roll to the ground: "Lose your weight, or you will be drowned!"

The mage rolled his eyes angrily and said, "You idiot, don't you know I can teleport?" As he spoke, a monstrous flood had poured down from the large hole in his head, and the huge pressure of the water had pressed everyone to the gold, and they couldn't move. Fayle didn't even have time to burn the teleportation scroll.

Kenda took the form of a wolf, approaching the two men crushed in the corner, and Dearrando pointed at Fair to protect the mage, while he reached out and summoned Reseth. The young dragon, which had eaten the size of a cow and glowed in the murky waters, stood leisurely in the rapids, allowing Diarlando to climb on his back.

Then Dearlando put his arms around Ryses's neck, holding his breath, and wholeheartedly erecting his mental barrier, a faint film of light slowly expanded from all sides of the body, and the spirit of the young dragon exerted pressure on him at the same time, and gradually a thin balloon of air built up around one man and one dragon.

Dearlando beckoned to Kenda, who was next to him, and motioned for them to score. The ball didn't have a lot of space, only allowing the wolf's head and half of Fayle's body to enter, but it was enough. The mage took out the short-distance teleportation scroll that had been sealed by La, and found a random magic anchor to teleport the people who were huddled together.

Martin was sticking to the outside of the cabin of Pith's bedroom at the time of the first earthquake, and he discovered that the cause of the earthquake was the sudden and strange shaking of the mast and wind lamps on the dock, followed by a sudden jolt of the ship's hull, and then a small wave of gradually weakening undulations.

Lying on the chaise longue, Miss was being served by two maids making a mask, and the way he made the mask amazed Martin - for the first time he had seen someone peel off the whole face and replace it with a new one!

Because of this shaking, the maid who was carefully tugging at the red new skin crooked hard, pulling out the skin around the eyes that had been attached to haode again, and was whispered by the other maid.

Martin spent the past two hours hanging on the side of the boat watching a few women try on dresses, chatting, taking care of their skin, and watching them fall asleep. These people really think that tomorrow is a normal wedding, and they don't even contact their leaders, but happily relax and entertain.

When the second earthquake came, Martin couldn't bear it anymore, and he could feel the earthquake coming from the direction of the castle. But before he could leave, suddenly someone on the boat began to shout.

When a sailor stood up to pee, he noticed that a huge whirlpool had suddenly appeared less than a hundred feet from the sea in front of the ship, and the suction was pulling the ship in that direction. However, after the thick cable was straightened, the ship was firmly tethered to the harbor, and was not really sucked into the strange whirlpool.

But because of the existence of this whirlpool, the surrounding sea became very uncalm, the ship began to jolt up and down, and the two maids who were sticking to their faces stopped helplessly, and such a big shaking could not be perfected at all. Miss Pith sent someone out to inquire what was going on, and soon someone came to report what was going on outside.

After listening to the report, did not care that the skin on his face was still half crumpled like crumpled paper, and immediately asked the maid to take out a mirror and begin to contact his superior, which seemed to be the one that Diarlandor had seen in the castle.

Martin immediately came to his senses, and put his face close to the little hole he had opened, and saw what they would say. When the light of the mirror came on, it seemed that he was only a man on duty, and when he heard Miss's impatient urging, he hurried away to call someone.

Martin's knowledge of his distant uncle made it impossible for Zannaria Frey to get up and talk at this time, so he was not surprised when a strange figure dressed in a purple robe appeared in the mirror.

The man had straight black hair that reached to his shoulders, a slender figure like a bamboo pole, and a withered finger covered with jewel-encrusted rings. His pale face and purple lips reminded Martin of Fayle. It seems that the Demon Dragon King is not good at his subordinates, and they all look like they haven't eaten for a few years. Martin pouted in his heart and made a disdainful conclusion.

"Lord Fakkeren!, excuse me for interrupting me late at night...... Something strange happened here. The occupants of the room were all lying on the floor, as if they had to wait for permission from the other side of the mirror before they dared to get up. Their attitude seems to be a little more fearful than that of Zannaya.

"Hmm...... Say. The person in the mirror sat casually in a comfortable position in the luxurious chair that should have belonged to Zannaya, and the thin lips simply spat out two bytes.

Martin suddenly felt very uncomfortable in his ears, as if something had gotten into his ears. Even though it was only two syllables, the voice seemed to materialize and want to burrow into his head, giving him the urge to slam open the window and jump in, to say everything he knew.

Fortunately, this feeling was only instantaneous, and Martin took turns to change hands and pluck his ears, and finally removed the strange feeling.

Miss lay on her stomach and reported the change in the docks, and said that there seemed to be two earthquakes just now.

“...... Isn't it fast......" The man in the mirror raised his hand and touched his sneering lips, making an ambiguous assessment, as if he knew what caused the earthquake and the whirlpool.

After a while, the man in the mirror gave an order: "...... Even if the castle collapses, the wedding will take place tomorrow. Remember, your goal is the seedling. Even if there's only one finger left, bring that one back. ”

"Yes!" the room replied in unison.

The mirror dimmed, and the people in the room waited on the ground for a long time, and only then did they dare to look up when they found that there was no sound anymore. It was not stained with haode's face, and it had completely fallen off Miss Pis's face and fell to the ground. She got up unconcernedly, lay back on the soft couch elegantly, and ordered: "Paste me a new one......