As soon as he entered Lesserman, Penny realized that the cold air in the north in his previous life was just a joke.

The wind with an average wind force of about 5 was constantly blowing snowflakes, and it may be that the weather was particularly bad when it came, and when the bare skin was blown by the air current, it was as if it had been cut by a knife, and the pain was almost bleeding.

Fortunately, the caring proprietress had prepared a thick woolen coat, which saved him a spell slot to withstand elemental damage.

After all, it is a first-level spell, and it must be saved if it can be saved.

A certain mage textbook said that a mage who solves everything with magic is stupid and incompetent, and Penny thinks so, and has always been the guideline, so spells can be used without spells, and sometimes the mouth and brain are much more effective than spells.

Just as 'Knowing the Language' would make the Grey Orcs understand the lingua franca, but never allow the Searles to learn the Cormier dialect, Penny was subjected to extremely strict interrogation at the gates of Mushantil despite more than a week of training.

Just being a mage was enough to arouse enough suspicion, and looking at the strict scrutiny of the gatekeeper, Penny was very suspicious that if he shaved his head, he would definitely be cut in half with an axe.

Moreover, there seemed to be a thick gloom in and around the city, which unnerved Penny. After wasting all his strength, he dealt with the investigation and entered the city to ask the guard, and the guard also looked very vigilant:

"What are you asking for?"

"We are businessmen from Cormier who have come from afar and are looking to find some business opportunities here. ”

"Three gods above, you businessmen are crazy. The berserker yelled, but Penny was not surprised, it was said that Lesselman was not very civilized, and the berserker was generally simple, and he did not have a good impression of the profession of a merchant: "The traitors from the north are coming! They are gathering an army in the Gray Forest, and this place will soon be besieged!

"Traitor?"

"I don't want to be an enemy of my fellow citizens who have been bewitched by that madman, but I must protect the Witch Society. The berserker said solemnly, "They have protected Mushantil for four hundred years and are the guides of Lesserman...... Forget it, you little businessmen won't understand this kind of situation, concentrate on making money, and good luck to you. ”

"Looks like it's going to be bad, Vika, you go back first. Penny groaned for a while, and from the berserker's words, it could be judged that Lesserman had indeed broken out into a very serious civil strife, even to the point of meeting each other.

"Are you sure you want me back?" the proprietress frowned.

"It's too dangerous here, and I can't take care of you at all. Penny frowned.

"You're underestimating me, dear brother. I'm much more useful than you think. A smile tugged at the corner of Vika's mouth, "Have you planned what you're going to do next?"

"We should find ways to get close to either side of the struggle, so that we can find answers. Penny reasoned.

"But how do you get close to one of them?" asked Vicami, her eyes wandering.

"This ......" Penny scratched his head, he hadn't thought about it yet, after all, he didn't have a deeper understanding, and he really couldn't continue to act in depth.

"I have one, uh...... Sort of a friend. When she said this, Vika's expression was slightly strange: "In this city, maybe he can help you." ”

"Friends?"

"Well, he's a terrible, but somewhat useful guy, and you might like him. Vika looked at Penny and said.

"Bad and useful?" Curious about what Vica had to say about the man, Penny couldn't wait to meet him.

After walking through a few alleys, I came to a rune-dense courtyard, the door of which was dimly lit, apparently hidden by some kind of spell.

Vika frowned and was about to shout, but was softly stopped by Penny, but after seeing him make a few turns, the illusion created by the runes immediately collapsed, and at the same time, an angry roar came from the courtyard: "Damn! Who ruined my arrangement!"

Penny's eyebrows jumped, and I have to say that the voice was a lot like that of a nervous male duck.

Vika shrugged her shoulders, stretched out her hand to the far door, and signaled to enter, but saw that the male duck's throat had already rushed out, and when she saw Vika, her eyes flashed red, and she jumped three feet high: "Vika? You are here? You are finally able to understand my art? Oh! I praise you, the great van der Vienfospe, for finally giving me the favor of the most precious work of art in the world." ”

This guy has slightly pointed ears, but the relatively hard and wide facial lines let Penny know that this guy's elven blood is not pure, and from the outside, he is not old, he is about the same age as Vika, but he has elven blood, and may be older. Compared with the pair of rabbit ears, what is more eye-catching is the bells and whistles of hair and strange outfits, which reminds him of the non-mainstream he has seen in his previous life.

When he saw this guy squeeze Vika's hand with a pair of paws, Penny's eyelids jumped a few times, and he felt that what Vika had just said was not correct at all, and he would never like such a guy.

"I'm sorry, Arnell, but I'm not here to understand your art. Vika retracted her hands and shook her head regretfully: "I ......"

As soon as he heard this, the fellow's expression immediately changed, and changed from enthusiastic and courteous to fierce: "Not for my art? ”

"Oh well. Vika sighed helplessly: "Arnell, tell me, what do you want?"

"I want you to match my art. Arnell raised his head and said.

"You know it can't be. Vika had a look of embarrassment on her face.

"Then don't think I'm going to give up. ”

"You have to give up, Mr. Rabbit. Penny coughed and interjected.

"You look like a rabbit, your whole family looks like a rabbit!" Anel was furious, glaring at Penny, who was interrupting his words.

"But none of my family have as long ears as my husband. Penny said with a serious expression, and Vika laughed out loud.

"Little friend, your words just now insulted all the elves and half-elves of Faerun, and His Excellency Corellon will punish you with divine punishment. Arnell turned to Penny and said angrily.

"Although the Lord of the Elves is powerful, it is a pity that I am not under his control, you must know sir, now is not the time to hold me accountable for my inappropriate words, you will soon have big trouble coming to the door. Penision suddenly spread his hands and said to Arnell.

"I'm in big trouble?" Arnell looked incredulous, and Vika looked at the boy strangely, wondering what he was thinking.

"I just dismantled your illusion circle......"

"yes! That's a good thing you did. Arnell looked suddenly enlightened, rolled up his sleeves, and gritted his teeth, as if he wanted to beat someone at any moment.

"Sir, as far as I know, most of the people who use this psychedelic array to close the door are wizards......" Penision glanced at Arnell's dress and hairstyle: "Of course, there are bards and the like, but this kind of people use illusion circles, either to do unsightly things, or to prevent some people from coming to the door." ”

Penny looked at Arnell's gradually stiffened face, and at the same time heard footsteps outside the courtyard, Penny smiled: "My intuition let me know, Mr. Arnell, that the last one may be a bigger one." ”

"Found it!" "Found it!" "Here it is!" The footsteps approached, and a gruff voice sounded outside, and Arnell's eyes rolled wildly, and his face became even more ugly.

"Kick it open!" There was a loud shout outside, and a loud bang sounded that shocked the entire courtyard, and the door outside the small courtyard fell to the ground, and a group of big men with axes appeared at the door viciously: "Arnell, you bastard!"

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