At the door of the cemetery wooden house, the red-haired boy stomped his feet and was looking at the white tombstone around him in fear.

The night was silent, and the only sound was the banter of the nobles in the distance, as if they were betting on how long it would take him to come out.

But this is not what he cares about, he just wants to take an oil lamp now, and then follow the direction to see if he can find the stone, no matter how bad it is, he has to look for it here for a while, so that those noble young masters from the imperial capital can have a good time.

Otherwise, he would be the unlucky.

"Damn! It's not like I'm marrying Her Royal Highness the princess and taking me to be angry. ”

The red-haired boy cursed secretly, then knocked the door of the wooden house, shouting.

"Come out! I want a kerosene lamp! Hurry up! Dead old man!"

"Damn it!"

Film, who was on fire, knocked a few times and found that the candle-lit hut was unresponsive.

He was a little angry, and looked through the window of the hut to see the sluggish old man of the cemetery sitting at his desk, motionless.

This made Fei Lin puzzled for a while, obviously he was in the room, he was neither asleep nor sick, why did he not hear it!

Fei Lin, who had entered the cemetery with humiliation, suddenly became angry, and his face was hot, as if he had been slapped invisibly.

Those big nobles oppressed him, and you, the old man who guarded the small cemetery, still looked down on him and pretended not to hear him.

Where can Fei Lin endure this, he immediately kicked the door with his foot.

"Open the door, or you'll have your good fruit to eat! ”

The mocking laughter in the distance made Fei Lin blush, and he couldn't even call an old man from the cemetery, which was a big loss.

Thereupon. He tried to climb in through the window.

This time, he came in.

But when Filin tried to grab the old man by the neck and ask him why he dared to ignore the call of a future baron, he found himself in the air.

His hand passed through the body of the old man in front of him.

Filin's gaze began to change, from anger to horror at first.

.......

It's magic, and though Filin doesn't know it's a few rings of magic, there's no doubt about it.

The old man in front of him is very likely to be the caster!

Damn! The old man guarding the cemetery was a spellcaster!

A large number of conjectures popped up in Film's mind, and he hurriedly took a few steps back in fright.

But he quickly stabilized his mind and hurriedly apologized with standard aristocratic etiquette.

Although this is in Karando, face an unknown spellcaster.

He still has to be careful not to implicate the family because of this.

Thinking of this, Fei Lin swallowed his saliva? Go on.

"Spellcaster? Please don't take what I just said seriously!"

"Oh? It must have been a demon that invaded my mind? That's why I'm going to say such stupid things!"

His expression was very annoyed, but it was unknown how true and how false it was.

But the old man in the phantom state is still indifferent? Maintaining the posture just now, it is like a projection of lost contact.

"Really unconscious?"

Projecting such a gesture? Makes Filmin start to get suspicious? However, he was still careful, asking as he asked, looking for anything unusual in the room.

However? Still quiet.

Don't have any extra furniture in the cabin? There was nothing but a wooden bed and a set of tables and chairs.

The table was messy with ordinary miscellaneous items, no different from the room of an ordinary old man.

The kerosene lamp that Filmin wanted stood quietly on the table, but the sharp-eyed Filmin also found that one of them was casually lying under the table? It seems to be infrequently used.

After the observation.

"Let's leave!"

Filmin looked at this small cabin and felt a little panicked? I can't help but think about it.

Then he remembered that he had come here only to get a kerosene lamp.

So? He did it.

He didn't choose to put it next to the old man, but chose to put it under the table.

After all, take something? If you can't face it, you can't face it? As long as it works.

But when he looked at the phantom? When he squatted down to touch the kerosene lamp, he found that the upside-down kerosene lamp on the ground was clinging to the ground, and no matter how much strength he tried, he could not pull it out.

As if born to connect to the ground, the unbelieving film chose a different method and tried to pick up the kerosene lamp from other angles.

On his first attempt to spin, Filmin felt the kerosene lamp loosen slightly, so he increased his strength.

However, the kerosene lamp still could not be picked up, and just as Filin watched the phantom movement vigilantly, a clicking sound sounded in the wooden house.

The source of the sound is......

Behind!

Filming turned his head sharply, and found that the originally empty dirt floor suddenly appeared in a dark and deep downward staircase passage.

And at the end of the passage, there is a faint white light.

Fei Lin watched this scene, tried to stabilize his mind, and then looked at the illusion behind him, which was still not moving, and swallowed.

Lifting the kerosene lamp on the table, he walked down the stairs and downward.

......

When Gordon joined Celia, who had found nothing, for the third time, Calando's night had reached its peak.

The endless stream of horse-drawn carriages participating in the feast, the crowds of people in the night market of the trade area, and the singing of unknown bards in the taverns are all presented in this white giant city at night.

But none of this had anything to do with Gordon, who was still looking for any clues about Nina and the mage.

Its current location is in the alley of the Trade District, where the male Dragonborn who disappeared last time disappeared was in the back alley of the tavern.

It was the association reported by the head of his adventure group.

It is said that this is the male dragonborn, and he has agreed with the head of the regiment that after this trip, he will go back to his hometown to get married.

Unfortunately, the adventure disappeared before it could be set off.

For this reason, in order to find him, the head of the regiment also paid to put up a reward commission in the trade union.

It's a pity that there is no one to pick up, after all, it is indeed a bit difficult for ordinary adventurers to find this kind of work.

Let them find someone, I'd rather spend a little more time and cut down a few more monsters more easily.

The smell of the alley was one of wine mixed with other unpleasant smells, and Gordon stood on the roof of the alley, his green cat eyes staring at it.

Just as it glanced around and went to its next destination, it passed by the cemetery of the trade area.

But I found that there was a group of people who came here with a bouquet of yellow flowers in their hands, and looking at the emblem, it seemed to be an adventurous group.

Bouquet of flowers at night in the cemetery, such a bizarre sight.

Gordon slowed slightly, but waited until it could hear what the woman in charge was saying, holding something in her hand.

Its four pitch-black paws gripped the tiles on the ridge, and the soft cat ears stood up.

"Dear Trian, I can't even accept your death right now, but the Adventurers' Guild has heard of your death, and the relic ......"

The babbling words rang out in the silent cemetery, but Gordon didn't dare to listen to a word, and even got a little closer, jumped off the roof, and walked to the cemetery to watch the ceremony presided over by the priest of the god of death.

Because Trian was one of the people Celia gave him the parchment to investigate.

Has the remains been found? Or has the mage already appeared?

Gordon tried to listen to the words spoken by the woman in chief, sifting through the relevant information.

Soon, it looked for factors related to it.

It turned out to be a group of nobles from the Amm Empire, the imperial capital, who were brave, noble, and humble.

The day after they arrived in Karando, in an accident, they discovered the earth-shattering conspiracy of the evil mage hidden in the noble district, and also destroyed the evil mage's lair.

And, now, the private banquet that belonged to that group of heroes is in full bloom at the Blue Rose Manor on Queen's Road in the aristocratic district.

After hearing this, Gordon no longer had patience and ran directly towards the aristocratic district.

Of course, he didn't forget the news that the notice was standing at the top of the bell tower not far away, acting as a messenger between it and Celia, the pseudo-dragon Liz.

Wait until Gordon and Celia step into the aristocratic quarter.

A private banquet at Blue Rose Manor on Queen's Road has begun.

And the most striking thing in the banquet was not the initiator of the action, but a demonized cage erected.

It was from George Norton's basement that the enclosed dragonborn girl's demonized cage was enclosed.

And those children of the nobility who claim to be heroes to the outside world.

has begun to make trouble for this sleeping half-dragon girl, and her face is red.

The fire of desire in their eyes was stirred up by a dragonborn girl they had never seen before.

But anyone who has a little strength in the family wants to try to share a point on this trophy.

And in order to obtain the girl's contract rights, an invisible auction also quietly unfolded with the banquet.