Twenty Sided Dice

"Does it matter, Mr. Gnome?" Siegel looked at the fire, taking his eyes from the dwarf's eyes. He found the power of insight in those little eyes hidden behind the lenses, and could see into his heart. He didn't notice the spell at work, but his gut feeling was, and he couldn't be wrong.

"If I'm just alone to carry out the task with you, there's no problem, plus Anomen is fine. But Naria and Amon are good girls, I have to be careful for them." The dwarf adjusted his glasses and put them on A pale green lens that made one of his eyes look like snakes. "My name, occupation, age are not important. Your purpose and way of doing things determine whether you are good or evil, good or bad."

Siegel nodded, agreeing with the dwarf's words: "Mr. Yao En, you are right at all. Tell me, what did you see?"

"Not much, I know your magic ability is much better than your swordsmanship, but I don't know how much better." The dwarf pointed to Siegel's finger: "Every time Naria recites a spell, Your fingers are shaking, like a wand, but faster, more accurate, and definitely better than a little girl. It's a habit, I guess you didn't notice it yourself?"

"No?" Siegel looked at his hand, froze for a moment, and then smiled: "You are testing me, right?"

"Congratulations, you really don't have the habit of shaking your hands, but you obviously exposed information." The dwarf said, "I don't know who put on your makeup. Still lacking. I can't see the expression in your eyes, a lot of the muscle movement that should be covered up. Unless you're a very good assassin with a pretty good fighter skill and some level of magic— - I deeply doubt it - otherwise you are using disguise."

Siegel scratched his hair and rubbed his cheeks. The corners of his mouth arched hesitantly, looking at the dwarf.

"It's not good for you to know too much."

The dwarf Yao En shook his head, "The four of us have our own divisions of labor, Naria is in charge of solving magic traps, Imoon is in charge of organ traps, and Anomen is in charge of things related to divine power. Kind of clues. I don't know much about the task at hand, so I can only make inferences by observing the two of you every day. Thor probably doesn't know much, I classify him as a thug. So the mystery can only be derived from you Untie it. Mr. Jay."

"We're going to a dangerous place to find a person, and this person is among some dangerous people." Siegel said: "There are very important clues in her, and the lord asked to find her and bring her back intact. ."

"Like a kidnapping?"

"Between rescue and kidnapping because I couldn't be sure who the target was either."

"That is to find the target, observe the site and then take the person away after confirming the target?" The dwarf frowned: "Then this task is not easy. It is much more troublesome than exploring the family treasure house."

Siegel nodded.

"The Earl of Heimland will really make trouble for his subordinates." The dwarf snorted and threw a piece of wood into the fire. He was so hard that sparks flew and the bonfire nearly went out. But the flames tried to adjust themselves, and finally devoured the newly added fuel, and began to burn vigorously again.

The two of them just stared at the flames without saying a word, thinking about their own thoughts.

After a while, the dwarf said, "Jie, we are just ordinary adventurers, and we are not loyal to Lord Siegel. When encountering danger, the safety of our companions is more important than the task of the Lord. Do you understand?"

"I totally understand." Siegel nodded. "I can understand the friendship and harmony between you."

"I hope this trip goes well." Yao En said, "Can you tell me more information?"

"I'll tell you when I get to Cab Town."

The dwarf Yaoen is constantly watching Jay and Sol, and of course Siegel is also watching the quartet. Since the elf saint did not detail the situation of the destination in the letter, Siegel was not sure that all the troubles could be solved by his own strength.

Even if he is sure that it is the stronghold of the God of Murder, he can find a way to get in, but how can he identify Janet? She must have changed her race, changed her looks, and even changed...gender.

Siegel fought a cold war. Fortunately, he is a magician and has the ability to solve such a situation. However, this will put forward higher requirements on how to accomplish the goal of this trip. As the dwarf Yao En said, there is not enough intelligence. No one can make a correct judgment, let alone arrange a reasonable plan.

Hope to be able to go all the way and all the best as Anomen prayed all day long.

Siegel's prayers were always unanswered, but Anomen was the exact opposite. He is a pious man. And the devout will be rewarded. The Mother Earth is in charge of the well-being of the traveler, bestowing blessings along the way. After a few days of sunny days, they were not attacked by wild beasts on the road, so they came to the southern part of the New World smoothly.

This is a world ruled by forests and lush green grass that grows year-round. It is easy to cultivate farmland, but difficult to overcome weeds. In order not to spend all your energy on weeding. Most people in the south plant fruit trees.

So Siegel could see patches of orchards, spreading over every hill in sight. Tall chestnuts and slightly shorter pears, bush-height raspberries and grapes on stands. Although they don't have fruit hanging on them now, the place will be full of life in the coming year.

The sight of unspoiled villages and orchards suggests that it is fairly close to the south coast. During the Elves War, due to the large number of troops involved in the north of Heim Land, although the tentacles of the elves stretched here, they were not as strong as elsewhere. Moreover, the life style based on planting various fruit trees is more in line with the idea of ​​​​the elves, so there is no such thing as returning farmland to forests.

But what is hanging on the gallows by the road?

The wood of the gallows had long been eroded by wind and rain, but the black tung oil brushed on it seemed to be new. The shriveled bodies of the two women swayed in the wind, making a "click-click" sound.

There was a sign on the ground next to the body, the parchment was faded but barely legible. "The elf invader's heart will not die. This is the end of the spy. The act of cutting off the rope or laying down the body is considered to be against Duke Kaib."

Yao En said to Emmon: "Cover your ears, this place is not friendly to elf blood."

Evan pointed to the notice with a puzzled expression: "The Duke? Is there a Duke in the New World?"

"It is estimated that the arrogant lord himself sealed it." Anomen said: "Many people stand on the mountain and think that they are greater than the earth."

"But this shows that we are very close to Cab Town." Siegel said suddenly: "It's time to tell you about this mission."

After crossing the gallows, you can see an inn in the distance - this is why there is a gallows. It was painted white on top, had a slate roof, and smoke wafted from the chimney. A clean stable was in a corner of the courtyard, with only two donkeys parked in it with blankets on their backs. There is enough room for nine horses here. The piles of grass on the side are enough for them to have a good meal.

There is a pavilion at the back of the yard, and three people, two men and one woman, are talking in the pavilion. They were well-dressed, like aristocrats, but no servants or carriages were seen. So I don't know how they came to this inn.

As the group approached on horseback, they heard the sound of gurgling water, so they understood how the three arrived. At the back of the inn there is a path leading to the pier. A small passenger boat is tethered to the pier, and there are five pigeons' family crest flags on board.

The owner of the inn heard the sound of hooves in the distance, rubbed his hands on his apron and ran out. This is a little fat guy who is only ten years old. The pimples on the face are worryingly numerous. There was a happy smile under the red spots: "Welcome everyone to Bentu Inn, Pan Lin will serve you."

"In other words, do you have rabbits here to eat?" Evan jumped off the horse and threw the reins to Anomen. "Make something delicious, I'm starving."

"Don't worry, Sol, let's go in and talk." Yao En said to the boss, "Take care of our horses first, and remember not to feed them with wet new grass, they just ran a long distance."

"I will use hay that's greedy for soy." Pan Lin said, "Come in, come in quickly."

Two little girls about ten years old ran out and tried their best to lead the horses to the stables. Another boy, a little bigger and stronger, was adding forage to the trough. "Aren't there any adults here?" Naria asked. "You guys are all doing the work?"

"Oh. The adults are gone, maybe they will never come back, so we take care of ourselves." Pan Lin said, "Actually, I think Celine's stewed rabbit is better than her mother's craft. I recommend you all to try it. ."

"Okay, arrange a quiet seat for us," Yao En said.

There were actually no restless seats in the inn. There were only four men dressed like boatmen and servants in the corner of the hall, each with ale and cheese in front of them. When Siegel and the others came in, they looked up for a second, then lowered their heads again. Except for one person who continued to observe, the other three began to doze off again.

Pan Lin wiped the rough desktop with a rag. He licked his lips and smiled cutely.

Yao En looked at "Jie~www.wuxiaspot.com~" because only he knew how long it would take to talk about it. So Siegel said: "First, bring some beer, or ale, the kind that quenches your thirst. Not for food, you understand? Get a bucket first, unopened, I don't want you to mix it with water. "

"Yes, don't worry." Pan Lin waved his hand: "Besides stewing rabbits, what else do you want to eat?"

"The wet weather here makes me uncomfortable. And the temperature this winter keeps me from sweating," Siegel said. "Is there anything sour or spicy?"

"I recommend the lobster and snails in the river. Although it is not the fattest time, it is still very delicious."

"Very good, some sweets for the ladies, and then add roast chicken, potatoes, and some eggs—I hear the chicken coop. Do you think that's enough for a gold coin?"

"Sir, can you ask about that kind of gold coins?" Pan Lin bit his lower lip, seeming a little nervous.

"The gold coin from Heim, pure gold." Siegel took out one and put it in his fat palm.

Pan Lin smiled happily, and hurriedly went to the kitchen to work. (To be continued.)