Lancelo was woken up by the sound of Alamier washing his face. Shuni asked her followers to clean her body every day to keep her appearance neat and charming, but Lancelo only cares about one thing: she really fell asleep last night.

last night……

Recalling the contents of the dream, Lancero couldn't help but feel a little hot on his face. Tijana in the dream might be fake, but the pleasure was as good as the real one. Alamil, who had a keen perception, immediately noticed the movements on his side.

"You're awake..." The elf turned his head and looked at him, and a strange smile suddenly appeared on his face, "It seems that Shuni has blessed you."

"Uh...what?"

"Miss Love sometimes brings blessings to let the lonely people meet their lover in their dreams." Alamil shook his eyes at him, "Did you dream of Tijana last night?"

"You can see this..."

"After all, I am the priest of Lady of Love, and I can see some things that ordinary people are difficult to notice." Alamil shrugged, "In fact, it's not just me. Miss Elizabeth can definitely find the undead creatures at a glance, and Caralin should no longer use spells to recognize magical items. This is a gift given to their believers by the gods, and sometimes it's quite useful..."

"You mean to see what other people dreamed of last night?" Lancelo stood up, raised his arms and stretched his body, "I can't see what this does..."

"Oh, of course it's not that simple. I can still see whether the other person is happy and whether he is interested in me. Sometimes I can even know whether it should be faster or slower, heavier or lighter..." The elf squeezed his eyes at the human knight, "You know."

"Ah, of course, I still remember what happened in the volcanic fort. What is that devil called?"

"Irina, my little dolphin... It's such a pity that she just disappeared."

"I'm sure she will remember you."

"Of course... they will all."

While Lancelo and Alamil were chatting, the others got up one by one, and everyone started to get busy. Little Isa was watching the pot of cooking porridge while inserting many daggers into the secret bag of leather armor; Caralin first counted the number of various scrolls in the backpack, and then opened the spell book last night, remembering the contents on the previous pages. Bruto was lying on the ground doing push-ups, which was a unique ceremony for the young dwarf to start the day, while his father checked everyone's weapons, armor and shields to confirm whether there was imperceptible damage to the metal and leather.

Before you start your adventure, you always have to be fully prepared, whether it is to clear the dragon's nest or deal with the dog-headed man in the sewer.

About an hour later, the friends walked out of the hiding cave. Everyone immediately realized something was wrong: the mountain where the Dwarf Temple was located became a little smaller again, as if the mountain had grown feet. When everyone fell asleep at night, they moved deep into the mountains. Fortunately, the distance it moved was not far. According to Lancelo's estimate, it would be at most two hours for everyone to walk.

Despite this, the partners still felt an inexplicable sense of urgency, and everyone accelerated their pace, fearing that their destination would run away again.

Lancelo and Bruto were actually quite familiar with the Broken Mountains. For a while, the two often ran to the mountains to hunt sandworms. This beast that feeds on soil often had indigested gems in its belly. For humans and dwarves, it was like a fishing entertainment activity.

Due to the existence of Shuangqiao Town, there were only some low-level monsters in the Broken Mountains at that time, but the situation is obviously different now. Lancelo discovered the figures of the Bagula Demon, the Bryant Demon, and the Breezu Demon more than once, and even one or two temptations were lying behind the pile of rocks to observe in secret. But unlike those low-level demons, these mid-level Tanaris have not low intelligence, and are capable of evaluating the strength of their opponents, and are tight to their own lives. So, when they saw how Lancelo used the half-sword to remove some brainless low-level monsters, they all went back to do their own business.

It is said that in heaven, virtue can make all angels give way to you, so in the abyss, violence is the most effective pass.

The frequent encounters with low-level monsters slowed down everyone's speed until an hour before sunset that they finally arrived at the destination of the trip. This secret dwarf temple was hidden in a deep cave and was hidden by divine art. If it weren't for coming before, Lancelo would have difficulty finding the right place in those maze-like stonehenges.

Turning over the last huge rock, the magnificent anvil-shaped entrance of the temple, which was twenty feet tall, finally appeared in front of everyone, but they were greeted not by the warm welcome, but by several flying axes whistling.

Frost Slash unsheathed like lightning, and the sword light formed a waterfall-like barrier in front of the human knights. A total of five flying axes attacked them. Lancelo used his sword to knock three of them away. Bruto caught another with a shield, and one did not hit any target. It hit the huge rock behind them with a bang, and most of the axe blades were submerged into the rock.

"Hey!!!" Lancelo shouted angrily, "Is that how do you welcome friends?"

There were about a dozen dwarf guards standing on the steps in front of the temple, each of which was fully armed. There were several jagged barricades in front of them, dotted with fragmented limbs. Several dwarf axe throwers were going to launch a second round of attacks, but Lancero's dazzling blocking skills calmed them down, subconsciously slowing down his movements, and his brain wondered if he had read it wrong just now.

"Sir Lancelot?" Someone recognized the person in the guard, "And... Baronde? Hell, your body is still lying in the union's basement..."

"Because I have a good son, he has taken me back from the shadow land... Damn, Ugath? Is that you? Ask your man to put the guy down, that little trick is useless to Sir Lancelot, don't annoy the jazz..."

The dwarves on the steps looked at each other, and it was obvious that they were all very nervous. The green-bearded dwarves who had just shouted raised their armor and shouted at Lancelo and his group:

"What are you here for in the name of the soul-forginger?"

"We were in a place where news was blocked, and we only learned about the experience of Shuangqiao Town not long ago." Lancelo lowered the tip of his sword, "I think there must be survivors here. I want to see what can be helped and find out what happened at that time."

The dwarf guards looked at each other again, then they gathered together and murmured in a low voice.

"Sorry, Sir Lancelot, we dwarves have always been very cautious..." Baronder approached Lancelot and explained to him in a low voice, then pulled his neck and shouted at the back of the roadblock, "Did you idiots have turned into stone? The holy objects in this temple were made by Sir Lancelot and I! If you think we are not kind to come here, then you are as stupid as those green-skinned orcs..."

"Stop yelling, Baronde, after all, it's a special period." The guards seemed to have reached an agreement. The green-bearded dwarf named Ugath walked down the steps and began to move away the barricades blocking the road. "By the way, do you have any food?"

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Chapter completed!