Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Lusimar loved to sit by the window and watch the undead.

They really live a happy life.

Long stretches of yellow sand and endless dust.

There is also the inexhaustible fine sand falling on my head and face.

But there was no way for those of them who had left the prosperous, quiet and green Cairn Valley to show any dissatisfaction.

Even after three days of walking in the desert, they were still full of passion.

The only two times we got into trouble were because the person leading the way went astray.

This is also difficult for Lusimar to understand.

After all, the person leading the way is also a magician professional, and he is also a professional with a natural talent for guiding. This is the first time I heard about this profession that can be used anywhere, even in mazes below legend, without getting lost. Lucima I was quite envious at first.

After all, in this world of Oasis, which is full of minerals and huge mines, being able to avoid getting lost in the mines with intertwined lanes is simply the best gift given by God.

But an undead person with this profession would actually get lost in a desert where he could see the sun, moon and stars in the sky and feel the direction of the wind... Lusimar was really at a loss.

He does know that the undead are actually not familiar with his profession, but isn't this... a talent?

Can talent be used incorrectly?

However, when he turned around, he could see Ms. Ruth's expression of 'this is normal'... Lusimar still couldn't suppress her doubts and asked softly: "Excuse me, this profession... Is it because the undead are not very skilled, or are they just..."

"Legendary professionals from Toril with this talent can even find a way out of the labyrinth of the gods." 'Ruth' twitched the corner of her mouth slightly before answering calmly.

After all, this talent was given by Shar, and the more the undead tortured her, the happier she would be.

"Okay~ I understand." Lusimar looked at the undead outside in surprise, and then couldn't help but use a standard pathfinding technique.

Then his face couldn't help but twitch.

Knocking hard on the carriage window and looking at the undead management looking over, Lusimar tried his best to remain polite and smile: "Is Mr. Mo Bichenxin here?"

"What's the matter?" The undead scratched their heads, "Our clan leader went ahead to catch the idiot who led the way. If we don't look at him, he will go the wrong way."

"Didn't you say that guiding is his talent?"

“Not being able to distinguish between left and right is an uncorrectable mistake...otherwise he wouldn’t have sacrificed his combat effectiveness to choose a profession that could determine the direction.

Just, you know.

Even innate spells cannot be used continuously.

The main thing for the ink pen is to keep an eye on him, and don't go astray during those 5 minutes in between. "

"It's already crooked." Lusimar said expressionlessly.

"MD!" The undead manager who was yelling at the curse ignored Lusimar's extended hand to hold him back and his call of 'Wait a minute, I...' and drove his horse directly without looking back, charging forward crazily." Stop it! Stop it! It’s wrong again!

Mobi, you idiot, what are you looking at!

What's the use of you! "

Lusimar slowly retracted the hand that stretched out the window, closed the window gently, looked at his fingers seriously, and finally slowly leaned back against the soft and comfortable wall of the carriage: next time, will he? Need to shout louder?

When dealing with the undead, it seems that being too gentle is not a good idea.

He raised his head and thought about Mr. Hill, who stayed in the Magic Tower for a long time, but occasionally showed up to attract the attention of the undead... When that person appeared in front of a large group of undead, he seemed to use more eye-catching methods. model.

Most of the time, he appears in the clouds and talks condescendingly to the undead.

Lusimar originally thought that it was because of Mr. Hill's extraordinary identity and strength, but...well...now it seems that it is not because the undead are difficult to communicate in normal ways. ?

But, he and the great sage are not the same thing!

That person can treat the undead with a more arrogant attitude, but he, who has to rely on others to do things, doesn't seem to be able to do it.

Lusimar sat in the carriage and was deep in thought: He felt that the most important thing now was to come up with a way to communicate normally with the undead, or at least with the management of the undead.

'Ruth' curled her lips in boredom, feeling that this little mage was wasting his efforts.

The people and gods who play well with the undead, except Shar's helpless subordinates, the others...are all chaos type, right?

By the way, Ransander is not a chaos... but a neutral who doesn't want any chaos.

Anyone with normal logic who wants to mingle with the undead is definitely asking for trouble.

‘Ruth’ directly excluded that Edna Mystra... That thing seemed to be lawful neutrality, but in reality, it was just a fake neutrality.

The attributes taught by the undead are the same as theirs: bright and beautiful on the outside, but messy on the inside.

‘Button’.

There was a knocking sound outside the closed car window.

"Mr. Lusimar, what do you want from me?" The gentle voice of 'Mo Bi Chen Xin' sounded outside the window.

Lusimar, who opened the car window again, looked at the particularly gentlemanly "Mo Bi Chen Xin" in a dark golden robe suitable for the desert scenery in front of him, but he could not forget the excitement of the manager who just rushed and cursed. speak.

He can't forget that no matter how graceful the mage is, he can't find the way, and he can't judge whether there is any difference between the way-finding technique used by others and the normal map... Ah, wonderful man Son.

This gave Lusimar, who had judged the patriarch of the Black and White Road family to be very shrewd and meticulous from their previous interactions, a particularly absurd feeling.

How to judge the attributes of the undead? He was now very unconfident, and decided to lower his presence for the time being.

Lusimar always felt that if he stood too far forward or too high, he might fall into a trap.

"It's nothing... I just thought, if you don't mind, can you let my carriage be at the front?" Lusimar said gently, "Although my carriage is slower, in the desert, this actually affects Not big either.

I think……"

"That's the best!" 'Mo Bi Chen Xin' scratched his head and simply interrupted the polite words behind him that wanted to bring down the undead: "If you are willing to help, then you are our savior~"

He looked at Lusimar, who was a little dumb, and said naturally: "Ah, dear Mr. Lusimar, you probably don't know how many undead people are watching our march in the desert.

How many people are betting that we won’t be able to find the next oasis for half a month... Hey!

They're all bastards watching the show!

So, you don’t have to be so polite at all, we just can’t find a way. "

He suddenly turned to the other side and yelled: "Listen to the old dog farting!

We in the Aotian League were all brought out by him, so we don’t have the nerve to recognize the way!

MD, at least we just went astray. If it were him, we would have returned to Kane Valley now! "

Lusimar thought about the strange relationship between the undead again in his mind... The old dog still knew who he was scolding.

Then he sighed silently in his heart: How painful torture did Master Hill go through to achieve the harmonious relationship he has with this group of strange undead?

Lusimar, who selectively ignored what the undead did when they found Hill, silently directed the alchemy carriage to the front of the carriage, and then moved the front of the carriage 15 degrees with a look of pain on his face before moving again. Set off.

Although the lead horse was replaced by a slightly slower alchemy carriage, this time, the expeditionary force quickly found the next oasis.

‘Mo Bi Chen Xin’ held up the tablet and looked left and right for a while, then asked Lucimare in the car window in shock: “This seems to be another oasis, isn’t it the one we wanted to go to at the beginning?”

Lusimar replied calmly: "Yes, originally that was the second closest one...if we walked in a straight line.

But after we walked for three days, we got closer here.

Speaking of which, because it is on the same line as the second oasis, although this oasis is not small, there are relatively few people.

After all, that is a point on the main road in the desert, and most of the minerals are distributed there.

And here, uh~ if you want to go to the desert kingdom from here, you actually need to make a big circle.

However, I remember that the original owner here was also one of the families who participated in the sneak attack on Kane Valley. Well, you know, there should be an openable door here.

For the forces in Danboro, if there are few people, they can't defeat them here. After all, no one knows if there is any means over there that can force the dimensional door to open.

If there are many people, the location here will not be appreciated.

But for you, this portal is actually more suitable, right? "

‘Mo Bi Chen Xin’ nodded quickly: “Of course, all we want is the person opposite.

Ah, but, another one...

That's Lucila... How to find her here? "

"Don't worry about that." 'Ruth' in the carriage said quietly, "You won't be able to find her on that main road.

They must be in a small oasis that is completely unrecorded.

What you have to do is to force her to come out, instead of searching for her all over the mountains and plains on your own.

No matter how many undead there are, spreading them over such a large desert will be in vain. "

'Mo Bi Chen Xin' tilted her head and looked into the carriage, and asked a little surprised: "Hey~ Is Ms. Rose in a good mood today?

Is it because the sun is too bright? "

‘Ruth’ sneered: “You can make me feel better.”

"Ah~ everyone behind is here. I'm going to direct the battle. I wish you a happy mood~ beautiful queen." As the 'Mobi Chenxin' left quickly, smoke and dust rose up behind the horse's hooves.

Lusimar asked a little confused: "He seems to be in a good mood?"

Even ‘Ruth’ dared to tease her!