"How's it going? Has he stabilized his mood? Are you sure he is the person Parrish asked you to find?" When George returned to the rock wall, he brought a roasted hare with him. It was hard to imagine that he was here.
There are still hares in the deep mountains. It is now after nightfall, and the clouds are thick tonight, making the Eslanka Mountains a little cooler. In order not to trigger a wildfire, George and Livlan deliberately did it on the flat slope where they had rested before.
A simple barbecue dish was served, and there were only a few firelights in the open space deep in the mountains illuminating a few people.
Arthur looked at the dwarf who was sitting on an arm-width branch not far away, looking dejected and even dozens of years older. He rubbed the salt he bought from a nearby village on the rabbit meat and said helplessly: "I hope he will be fine as soon as possible."
Well, he should know a lot about those men in black robes."
George bit into the tight rabbit meat, silently muttering something like "it's too burnt", and then he seemed to remember something, "What are you going to do when you learn more about the strength of the man in black robe?"
?You can't do anything by just talking about revenge. You have to have a plan. From what happened in Nozil City, you should know that even if they want a city to change, it can be easy. And you are now
At most, it has single-digit friendly combat power."
Arthur stopped what he was doing. He knew very well that he did not have the power to fight against the men in black robes. He also had the same ability to hand over the weapons used by Elekrom to the people they wanted to control as he did when facing the orcs.
He was always afraid, but this did not stop him from wanting to know more about the mysterious organizations that intended to plunge the Southern Continent into chaos.
"This is also the reason why I will do what Parrish arranges for me to do no matter what. I need him to be my helper against those men in black robes."
George stared deeply at Arthur's side face and didn't say anything after all. He had never trusted wizards. Even though Arthur had become a wizard, Parrish was different. George had seen him full of murderous intent.
I've seen him just worry about being an outsider and not hesitate to kill him.
Parrish didn't deserve his trust.
The constant coughing interrupted the two brothers' troubled thoughts. At some point, White had picked up a piece of rabbit meat and started chewing on it. The dwarf noticed the glances from the two men and hurriedly covered up that he was choking because of the overheated rabbit meat.
fact.
"The night is quite late. We should find a place to rest for a while, right? For the sake of the rabbit meat you provided me, I will open the long-sleeping palace of the Houston family in Eslanca Mountain for you.
See it!"
What? Arthur and George looked at each other calmly. This was an unfolding that they had not expected. Parrish asked them to find this old dwarf just to get something from here. Arthur and even George never thought they would have the chance.
It was an unexpected surprise to be able to see the dwarf palace where the most prosperous family in the southern continent once lived. But... the palace...
Arthur raised his head and looked at the barren mountains and forests with nothing else but the entire rock wall in front of him. Where would that palace be? Could it be that it was really underground as George had guessed before? Dwarfs wouldn't do that.
There was no way he could bear to live in a place that was not gorgeous enough. George approached White directly and squatted on the ground, "Sir, as far as I know, don't dwarves all pursue the ultimate comfort? If you say there are some broken hills halfway up the mountain,
I can accept the ruins of the wall. Now look next to us..." George pushed White and looked around. He could see nothing in the darkness except endless trees. George had already extinguished the fire.
The servant White couldn't stand George's mocking tone, so he stretched out his hand to push George away. Livlan, who was responsible for investigating the nearby situation, also walked out of the dark forest on one side. White saw that all the guests had arrived, and stood proudly in front of the smooth rock wall.
"When this elf lady came here to sense before, I thought you had figured out how to get in, so I had to stop her in person. I accidentally relaxed the restraint on the wizard. Otherwise, it would be impossible for the wizard who has not even expanded his domain to do this.
It's easy to get close to here."
Field. Arthur silently digested this word that he had heard many times recently. From what he had learned so far and his own conjecture, field seemed to be a kind of wizard that could freely use elemental power within a certain range and cause
The ability of qualitative change. The one that impressed Arthur the most was the field that Randall used at the horse training farm in the southern district of Brighton. He only needed to snap his fingers to make the originally static wooden walls in the field follow his instructions.
Willing to grow the flower bones he wants. How does one need to master this ability? I should ask Parrish this question sometime, but from what Randall means, Parrish has not fully mastered the skills in the field.
.
"Hey, little wizard, what are you thinking about?" White's noisy and sharp voice sounded from nowhere. Arthur was frightened and fell out of deep thought. There was no one around him, and the voice seemed to come from the soles of his feet.
Come.
"White? George? Teacher Liveland? Where have you been?" Arthur whispered to the surroundings, but there was no other movement except the chirping of birds in reply to him. After thinking like this for a while, what can these two people plus a dwarf do?
How far to go?
"Here it is, kid!"
A hand stretched out from the rock wall in front of Arthur, grabbed Arthur's arm, and dragged him into the rock wall. Before Arthur could resist, he found that he had passed through the smooth rock wall and came to a new place.
place. After Arthur came in, he quickly turned back. The smooth rock wall that he thought was flowing like liquid. Livlan mentioned it at the right time: "Most flow rocks grow on the seabed, and there are rarely such a large piece.
Not to mention that the dwarf is really talented, and he actually used this rare rock as his own door. "This is inside the Eslanka Mountains. In the center of the neatly trimmed rock wall, the Houston family sleeps.
's palace.
Directly in front of Arthur is a huge wreckage that has been burnt and only a few upright stone pillars are left. There are a lot of gold and stone residues around the wreckage and only a part of the fur carpet. Judging from the stones still left in the mountain,
This palace built by the largest family of dwarves in the past is at least seven or eight stories high. Occasionally, gold coins that have been sleeping for a long time but are still shining can be found from the piled rocks nearby. And there are countless broken stone pillars under Arthur's feet.
The broken hammers and wooden sticks covered with dust from the battle all illustrate the tragedies that have been experienced here.
After White entered here, his face with tear stains was even more touched. In his eyes, this place seemed to still have its former glory. George understood that White should not be disturbed at this time. He didn't have much feelings for this kind of place, so he slowly
Walked to Arthur's side and whispered:
"His invisibility was due to the hammer he was holding. Do you still remember that when Hobic's double hammers were smashed in Nozil City, ripples would appear? This should all be related to the engraving technique. I think Parrish asked us to come here
It should also be related to the engraving technique. I suspect that Parrish asked White to create something when he came here last time. We should be here to get this thing."
Arthur continued to look at the collapsed ruins in front of him, and he thought of the similarly destroyed Rose Manor of his Hebrew family. Although it was not as grand as the Houston mansion, it still contained the memories of several generations of a family. "Here.
..Is this the place where Hobik once lived?" Arthur carefully took off the collar button that originally belonged to Hobik from his collar, placed it on the ground, and solemnly put his fist in front of his chest in salute.
.
Livlan and George on the side saw Arthur's actions and closed their eyes to imitate Arthur's actions. For Hobick, that island is not his destination, this is.
White recovered from his emotions. He wiped the corners of his eyes and said in a nonchalant tone: "My little master and I used to live on the other side. There is nothing here anymore. There are only some gold coins or gems on the ground. You can follow me."
Come."
White took the lead and the three of Arthur followed slowly. The closer they got to the palace of the Houston family, the more they felt physically and mentally shocked. The light silk ball, which was regarded as a luxury item in the outside world, was broken into pieces alone. Arthur discovered one layer, and some others.
The canvas has been burned to the point of leaving no trace of the frame, but there are no burn marks, not to mention the occasional fragments of treasures from various ethnic groups.
Even Livlan, who advocates oneness with nature, clicked her tongue, "The wealth where they live should be comparable to that of a city."
"I don't think the Lord of Brighton City is necessarily as rich as them. Have you seen the wooden staff over there with diamonds? Do you think Edwards will have that?" George waved his hand, he didn't even dare to have greed.
Since then, who knows what mechanism is there in Mount Eslanca to allow them to stay here forever, just like the flowing rock at the entrance.
Following White around to the left side of the wreckage, there seemed to be nothing on the ground there, but when White stepped on a rock face, the surface of the rock surface flowed and engulfed White. Arthur and the other three could no longer express their shock at this.
, just following White standing on the flow rock, slowly sinking into the flow rock. When Arthur stepped on a substantial object, they had already arrived at a place similar to a human blacksmith shop. The stone he stepped on was the one leading to this blacksmith shop.
On the silver staircase.
"Welcome to the Houston family's final workshop."
White saluted and introduced to the three of them.
Arthur, George and Livlan had to raise their heads to look at the stove that was more than 20 meters high in front of them.
