"An abandoned temple of Moradin, Father of the Dwarves? In Leyline Labyrinth!"
Looking at the four-meter-high rock statue standing in the cave, Zuo Si showed a very surprised expression.
Because he really couldn't figure out who would build a temple in a place like this.
With the character of the mad mage Halaster Blackrobe, it is 100% impossible to build anything like a temple.
In other words, as a remnant of the Imaskar Empire, he was born to be like the great arcane masters of Netheril, who had no favorable impression of such creatures as gods.
What's more, Moradin is the main god of the dwarves and has nothing to do with humans.
"This was originally the residence of an ancient dwarf tribe. But before the mad mage arrived, they had no idea whether they had moved to other places, or they all died under the siege of the dark elves and gray dwarves. This temple in front of you,
It should be what they built and left behind. In short, with the blessing of the father of the dwarves, this is one of the few safe places to rest in the entire Leyline Maze City."
As Luger spoke, he knelt down on one knee to express his respect to the main god of the dwarf pantheon, and then took out the bedroll from the backpack behind him and spread it on the ground.
The other two people also did the same thing, and they looked like they were quite skilled adventurers.
For most adventurers, it is normal to often sleep and eat in the wilderness or even underground caves.
In order to keep themselves warm and sleep more comfortably, they usually pack a sleeping bag, blanket or bedroll in their large backpack.
At that time, just like now, find a relatively flat ground, simply clean up the rocks, and go straight up to sleep.
However, the attentive halfling thief Cora noticed that Zuo Si and Davian did not have these things.
Just when she was about to show off her style and give up her bedroll, she turned around and suddenly saw a scene that made her stunned and unbelievable.
At some point, the Dragonborn Knight took out a large number of iron frames, leather, fabrics and other things from the huge pocket on his back, and then assembled them together with extremely skilled movements.
Finally, a gorgeous tent covering almost half of the temple was erected.
Not just a tent!
There are actually simple wooden beds, tables, chairs and bedding inside, as well as a stove for making fire.
Next to the stove are filled with charcoal and a large amount of fresh meat, vegetables, fruits and melons.
"Are you...are you here for vacation?"
After watching it for a long time, Korra couldn't help but raise her voice and asked.
She couldn't believe it at all. The two guys in front of her actually used expensive large dimensional bags to pack not only a large tent, but also countless daily necessities.
It has nothing to do with the traditional adventure life.
"Vacation? No, of course not. This is how we camp in the wild on weekdays. After all, whether it is fighting or traveling, it is a very draining matter of physical strength and energy. Only by eating well and sleeping well can we recover quickly."<
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While Zuo Si was talking, some water came into the pot, and then he threw the chopped chicken, mushrooms and potatoes into the pot and stewed.
Since [Magic Trick] can slightly adjust the taste of food, he usually does the stewing and cooking work himself.
After all, all arcane spellcasters are born chefs.
As long as they are willing, they can cook a delicious soup or delicious dishes at any time.
"But this is too exaggerated!"
The poet Kers also noticed the tent that suddenly appeared out of thin air, and immediately twitched the corner of his mouth and complained.
In contrast, the dwarf Luger was quite receptive to this. He sat down at the dining table, picked up the cup, filled himself with wine, raised his head and drank it all, smacking his lips and saying with a smile: "I think
Not bad. With hot meals, who would want to nibble on those hard breads, biscuits, jerky and beans. By the way! Korra, you go and be on guard outside, don’t let goblins, dark elves and other monsters smell the food.
The fragrance comes in."
"No need. I have set a magic trap at the door. If an enemy approaches, a harsh sound will be made immediately as an alarm."
Zuo Si stopped the halfling thief who got up and was about to walk out.
Because this hidden temple has only one entrance, and it is very, very narrow.
Unless the incoming creature is an earth elemental creature with the ability to freely shuttle through the strata, it is basically impossible to launch a surprise attack.
What's more, the Shadow Legion has been lurking in the invisible darkness around them. If there is any disturbance within a few kilometers, Zuo Si will get the news as soon as possible.
"Sounds like I can finally get a good night's sleep."
Cora first yawned lazily, then raised her arms and stretched, staring straight at the food in the pot.
Like all halflings, she is a "lazy" and "greedy" at heart.
If you are not still young and still long for adventure and fortune in your heart, it is estimated that within a few years your figure will be out of shape due to gluttony and lack of exercise, and you will become as small as Welby, the chef of Ascaltra.
Fatty.
As for the dwarf and the poet, they took advantage of the time before the meal to quickly drink up an entire bottle of "spirits" with an alcohol content of about 30 degrees.
Especially the former, after drinking so much wine on an empty stomach, he didn't even feel drunk at all. Instead, he was still full of ideas and looked around to see if there was a second bottle.
As we all know, in order to relieve the fatigue and stress of travel, almost every adventurer is an alcoholic.
The dwarf race as a whole is also addicted to alcohol.
Many dwarf tribes living in caves and mines trade with outside human towns. The three most purchased items are grain, salt and wine.
So when a dwarf becomes an adventurer, he becomes a mobile wine barrel.
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As long as there is a chance, they will drink happily anywhere until their stomachs are full of wine and they can drink no more.
However, Zuo Si obviously would not provide unlimited alcoholic beverages to a dwarf in Leyline Maze.
When Ruger searched around twice and found no wine bottle, he quickly gave up the search and lay down in front of the table waiting patiently for the meal.
After a while, as the soup in the pot began to boil, the rich aroma began to emit.
Simply sprinkle a little salt and seasonings, and then use the [magic trick] to add a bit of spiciness, and a stew of chicken, mushrooms and potatoes is served to the table.
Before serving the dish, Zuo Si carefully sprinkled a large amount of chopped green onions. The rich aroma of green onions made those waiting for the meal start to inhale through their noses involuntarily.
Having always been a germaphobe, he served himself a portion first, and then threw the whole pot of food to others to toss with.
As expected, these experienced adventurers ate as if they were grabbing food, and they didn’t use any utensils at all, just stuffing it into their mouths with cooking spoons.
One person fills his mouth and then passes it to the next person.
An impatient dwarf will even grab it with his hands.
If he ate in the same pot with these guys who were completely unhygienic, Zuo Si was afraid that he would explode on the spot.
The meal finally came to an end after the full pot of food was completely eaten and everyone had eaten an average of two or three pieces of bread.
The halfling Cora took the endless kettle and took the initiative to take on the work of washing dishes and pots.
After eating, Davian lay directly on the hard bed and fell asleep.
He was too tired to go to the night vigil as usual.
As usual, Zuo Si took out a spell book before going to bed and began to study the spells copied above.
Although I have learned a lot along the way, compared to the huge and astonishing number of types of arcane magic, I am afraid that these are not even one-third.
And with the deepening of the understanding of metamagic techniques, "spell powerful" and "spell extremely effective" can finally be used in actual combat.
Among them, the function of "strong" is to increase the maximum damage limit of a spell by 50%, while "extremely effective" ensures that the maximum theoretical damage limit can be reached after the spell is released.
Considering Zuo Si's current spellcasting level, the highest level is only fifth-level spell slots and divine spell slots.
Therefore, the powerful spell is obviously more cost-effective than the most effective spell.
So he decisively decided to memorize a powerful fireball spell to test its power after he got up from sleep.
After about an hour or so, Zuo Si, who had learned a new spell, finally closed the book and started to rest.
It may be because the location of this dwarf temple is too remote, or it may be that all the goblins, dark elves and monsters were killed by the shadow army ambushing at the door.
Anyway, the team members were not disturbed in any way while they were sleeping.
Everyone who woke up ate a simple breakfast on the spot, and waited for the two spellcasters in the team to prepare their spells before they packed up their things and continued heading deeper into the Lost City.
After killing all the hobgoblin tribe blocking the entrance to the lower level, the third level finally appeared in front of them.
It is different from the dry environment of the first two floors, which are either caves or mazes.
To be continued...