"I see......"

Only then did the three of Lance suddenly realize.

Fortunately, I didn't think about taking it for myself at the time, otherwise the church would have come to the door through this special magical signal.

I think I might get into some unnecessary trouble.

"You take it, I have modified the magic signal on it, this thing will belong to you in the future, if there is a very emergency, you can also use it to call for help from the outside world. ”

Mithlanda said as she handed the Quest Crystal to Lance.

Later, Mithlanda taught a few more people to explore the basics of using crystals.

After a few people chatted for a while, Aranda came back with a large bowl of hot bean sauce soup.

"My lord, the bean sauce soup is ready. ”

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Aranda, you can leave it alone!"

"Yes, sir. ”

With that, Aranda respectfully placed the hot bean paste soup on the table in the room, and then he stood behind Mislanda without saying a word.

Mithranda looked at the bean sauce soup, and after a short silence, she said to Lance, "Your body is fine, but you still need to rest more, and we will go to the north in two days." ”

"Uncle Mithranda, you're going to the north too?"

Lance asked curiously.

"Well, you're going too?"

"Yes, Ike and I had planned to travel all the way to the North from the beginning, and we had heard that there were many opportunities to sharpen ourselves on the northern border. ”

"Haha...... It is indeed easier to exercise one's abilities in the north with strong folk customs than in the warm and peaceful south, haha...... However, our trip is not for you, and if we are here, you will not have the opportunity to exercise your abilities. ”

As she spoke, Mithlanda snorted at Aranda.

Indeed, Aranda is a powerful mid-level swordsman in the high-level realm, and in terms of combat power and experience, he is undoubtedly the best in the Kstana continent.

Lance's cautious eye was slightly embarrassed when Mith Randa discovered and refused.

"Got it, Uncle Mithranda, I hope we will have a chance to meet in the north in the future. ”

"Well, as long as there is fate, I will see you again. Ha ha...... I'll go first, you have a good rest. ”

With that, Mithlanda got up and walked out the door.

At this time, Teklin suddenly stood up and thanked Mislanda very respectfully and seriously: "Thank you, Uncle Misranda, I, Teklin Badak, swear in the name of the dwarves that you saved the lives of me and my friend, and as long as you can use my place in the future, I Teklin will do my best, even if it costs my life." ”

Hearing Teklin's oath, everyone present was shocked.

There are usually two ways for dwarves to swear, one is to swear in the "name of the family" and the other is to swear in the "name of the dwarf".

The oath in the name of the dwarves is the highest oath of the dwarves, and if the oath is not kept, the dwarves will lose the protection of the dwarven gods forever.

Misranda, who had already reached the door, suddenly stood still, he looked at Teklin with interest and asked, "Are you from the Bredak family?"

Tecklin was stunned for a moment, then replied angrily, "Yes...... Yes, you know our Bledak family?"

"Haha...... Is Shan Gang Baiduk alright?"

"You know my grandfather?"

Teklin asked rhetorically, somewhat surprised.

"Haha...... This old boy is okay? We are really fate, I saved your grandfather's life when I was young, and now I have saved your life again. Lao Shangang swore in the name of the dwarf, and now you also swear in the name of the dwarf, and the content is still the same, I really don't know what price your Baidak family will use to get this favor. Haha......"

With that, Mislanda laughed and walked back to the room.

He took a swarthy pipe from his waist and handed it to Teklin and said, "This is what the old boy from the hill gave me when I left the Dwarven Valley, and I have carried it with me for so many years, and it is much more comfortable than other pipes for smoking. Haha......"

Tecklin took it and looked at it for a while, and said with some surprise: "This is indeed my grandfather's craft, and you see, I have a mark on my pipe. ”

As he spoke, Teklin also removed his pipe from his waist and excitedly pointed to a stove pattern on it.

"I haven't seen him in decades......"

Mithlanda rubbed her cheek with her hand, her face full of memories.

After a while, Mithranda said with some longing: "It's autumn now, and the tobacco in the Dwarven Valley is about to ripen, right?" Teklin, where I'm going on this trip, if you take a slight detour and delay for a few days, you can pass through the Dwarven Valley, are you interested in going to the Dwarven Valley with us?"

"I ......"

Tyklin was hesitant about Mithranda's invitation.

He had lost many precious friends in this adventure, and now Lance had just recovered from his injuries......

"Go, Teklin, after I've healed from my injuries, Ike and I will also go to the Dwarf Valley to see you, I heard that there are many skilled dwarven craftsmen in the Dwarven Valley, and I would like to ask you to help us find a good craftsman to build some equipment, but I can say in advance, Ike and I don't have much money!"

Lance said to Teklin with a smile.

After suffering such a blow, Teklin's home, the Dwarven Valley, must be the best place to heal his wounds.

"That'...... Well, Uncle Mislanda, I'll go back to the Dwarven Valley with you! I haven't been back for years, and I wonder if grandpa used my house for tobacco......"

As Tekelin spoke, the rest of the words had already turned into muttering.

After he muttered for a while, he suddenly came over and grabbed Lance and Ike's hands and said, "Let's say okay, after the injury is healed, you must go to the dwarven valley to find me, when you arrive, if you can't find me, just ask a dwarf, and then I will tell you the dwarves' favorite jokes, wow...... I haven't told a joke in a long time, so I'll get you one now, and I've heard that the wound will heal faster if you're in a better mood......"

Listening to Teklin's constant chatter, Lance hurriedly interrupted him and said, "Stop, stop...... Tycklin, stop, don't tell the jokes, there will be many opportunities in the future, those jokes of yours...... Ha ha...... It's funny...... Haha......"

Several people, including Mithranda, laughed so inexplicably that Teklin was a little inexplicable.

Teklin scratched his head, he didn't know why, why did they laugh so weirdly?

Suddenly, Teklin shivered for no apparent reason, and thought to himself, "It's strange how you suddenly feel a little cold." ”

"Okay, don't laugh at you, Ike and I will definitely listen to your jokes then, Ike and I have lost our short swords in this adventure, you will have to find someone to help us build two handy weapons, I heard that you dwarves are also very good at drinking......"

"Uh-huh...... Okay, no problem, my grandfather treasured a lot of these spirits, and I stole a lot of them when I was a child...... Ha ha...... That tastes like a good ......."

“......”

Mislanda stood aside, smiling and looking thoughtfully at the trio.

He was keenly aware that Lance, who had been unable to move due to the chest injury just now, was now able to hug Teklin.

"Sure enough, it's the power of the magical Godhead......"

Mislanda walked out of the room with squinted eyes and a mustache.

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