(Written at the beginning, when I updated the chapter yesterday, the system prompted me that the update failed, please try again.) Then I reposted it again. However, after the release, there were two duplicate chapters. I have asked the editor to delete the extra chapter. Although I annotated the article at the first time, if there are really book friends who have repeated subscriptions or automatic subscriptions, please send me a private message and leave an email address before tomorrow, and I can send you this chapter today. Well, just sauce...... ）

"Poof!" Blood flowed down the throat of Aldington, the Solozo herring, and the sharp teeth of the snow-spotted panther were so sharp, this monster was at the fourth order of challenge, and it was famous for his speed, and the swiftness of their attacks often made people unaware of them when they approached, thus killing them.

"Phew, kill pretty, friend!" Below, Aldington, the Solozo herring, struggled to push away the snow-spotted panther that was pressing on him, spitting out the blood that had stained his lips. Then he gave Clarence Tsmich a thumbs up, and if Clarence Tsmich hadn't stabbed the top of the snow-spotted panther's spine with his long sword in an instant, killing him in one fell swoop, then he would probably be injured or killed.

"I owe two lives to the same group of people in one day, and I am really favored by the god of Yoda today." He couldn't help but mutter, while thinking about how to better repay Raphael. It's just that the grace of saving lives is so easy to repay.

"Don't, don't, friend. This guy is worth a lot, your sword has very few wounds, and this skin can be sold for at least a thousand gold soles. Seeing that Clarence Tsmich wanted to cut off the head of the snow-spotted panther, Aldington the herring of Solozo couldn't help but hurriedly speak, and then took out a knife at his side and skillfully separated the flesh and skin. Then he poured the blood of the snow-spotted panther around the camp, and as a seasoned adventurer, he was very skilled in all his movements, and when he had done this, he returned to the fire.

"You should be able to get a good night's sleep at night, shall I keep vigil first or will you keep vigil first?" As a Ranger, he needs to take over the position when there are no loitering in the team. What's more, he himself has the class level of a wanderer, and in the midst of a wild adventurous party, it is a chore, vigil, reconnaissance, and exploration. So a very regular adventuring party usually has three wanderers, allowing them to alternate vigil jobs at night.

"You go and rest, I'll keep vigil." As a vampire count, Clarence Tsmich does not have sleep as a necessity for him, but only a spice. Even if he doesn't sleep for years on end, it's not a big deal.

However, Solozo Herring Aldington didn't know this, and was very grateful, thinking that the other party was really taking care of his injury. It's not pretentious, he shrunk into the sleeping bag and fell asleep quickly, what happened today really made him feel very tired.

With the crackling of the campfire, the night passed quickly.

Aldington, the Solozo herring, opened his eyes before the first rays of sunlight and saw Clarence Tsmich turning the campfire nearby, and said apologetically, "Friend, I'm so sorry. I fell asleep last night and forgot to change shifts with you. ”

"It's fine." Clarence Skmitch replied unconcernedly.

Dig the snow-spotted panther you killed last night out of the snow and prepare for cooking. At these temperatures, the snow is the natural refrigerator. Raphael got up very early, and he knew about last night's battle, but he also knew Clarence Tsmich's strength, so he naturally didn't make a move.

"Good morning, Mr. Raphael. This is the snow-spotted panther that this warrior killed yesterday, and the fur is so intact that it can be sold for a good price. And this is the crystal nucleus of this monster. Aldington, the herring, greeted Raphael, and handed him a piece of the hide and a good-looking Monster Crystal Nucleus. These two are the most valuable things on the snow-spotted panther.

After breakfast, everyone got into the car, as if to make up for their lack of vigil yesterday, Solozzo Herring Aldington did not enter the warm carriage, but sat next to Clarence Tsmich, observing the surroundings, there was no official way outside the city, but experienced mercenaries and merchants would have their own passages.

Raphael: They were very deficient in this point before, they did not lead the way, and the scene here was very different from the original, so the route that Raphael remembered did not play any role. But the addition of Solozo Herring Aldington has changed the situation, and it's not the first time he's been here.

"Huh? There is a case! Hearing footsteps ahead, Solozzo Herring Aldington was alert, and climbed up to the roof of the carriage along the railing of the carriage and looked into the distance. The winter jungle has no dense foliage, so you can see the situation in the distance at once.

It was a group of men about his height, but they were stocky, dressed in animal skins, with a hammer in their hands, and their long, thick beards tied up and hanging over their chests. They looked very tired, as if they had been on a long journey.

"Hamm Flame Blackstone!" Aldington, the Solozo herring, shouted loudly, and the movement here attracted the attention of the group of people in the distance, and they all looked at it.

"Long time no see, herring."

"Long time no see, Agni."

The two hugged each other and strangled each other, "Why are you here?" ”

"Hey~ It's a long story, Blackstone Ridge was captured, and we all escaped from it."

"What? You say Blackstone Ridge has been captured? How is this possible? Don't you have so many good weapons? ”

"It's terrible to say, can you believe it? It was a group of elemental beings who suddenly appeared to occupy Blackstone Ridge, and that day I was collecting plants to make Dongdong wine. Suddenly, Blackstone Ridge seemed to come to life, after a violent shaking. I saw elemental creatures appear, and you can't imagine that scene until you saw it with your own eyes. It's as if the sky has darkened in an instant, and the wind, the flames, the floods, and the lightning all appear in front of your eyes at once! It was so terrifying that Black Rock Ridge suddenly became like purgatory, and only a few people escaped from it. And those elemental beings seem to be crazy, constantly chasing and killing the people in the tribe! ”

The carriage stopped in front of the crowd, interrupting their conversation. Raphael, who was sitting in the car, was interested in their conversation, only because of the sudden appearance of an elemental life. Elemental life is rarely able to appear on its own and stay in other planes, which involves many problems, too much appearance will cause elemental disorder in the material plane, just like the Smedley Cave that Raphael went to when he first went to, because of the existence of the wind elemental lord, the elemental chaos constitutes an elemental chaos that makes the space extremely unstable, causing a spatial crack, thus exacerbating the danger!

Therefore, the large-scale appearance of elemental lifeforms will be repelled by plane consciousness, which is why the number of elemental guards summoned by Raphael each time is not large, because exceeding that number will continue to increase the mana consumption in the body. Unless many mages work together, they will be able to create so-called elemental troops.

And a place where dwarves live is obviously difficult to be looked at by a group of magicians in an organized manner, so it means that something interesting must have happened in it.

"They are?" The dwarf looked at Clarence Tsmich with some vigilance, the events of the past few days had given him the feeling that the wind was in the air, and the grass and trees were all soldiers.

"Don't worry, these people are my lifesavers. You can ask one of them, Mr. Raphael, to see if he can help you. He's a great magician! Solozo Herring Aldington hurried to round the game and gave the dwarf some advice. Raphael, who was in the carriage, was overjoyed to hear this, and the saying that there were halflings in the team who could bring luck was once again confirmed!

"Magician?" The dwarves whispered when they heard this term, the various powers of the mages are affirmed by various races, although they are always kept away from because of the mystery on their bodies, but in this situation, if there is a mage's assistance, they may really be able to take back their home.

No one wants to live away from home, and the meaning given by the word home is too heavy for people to give up.

The remaining dwarves discussed for a moment and then agreed, "Herring, could you please do me a favor?" Help us ask the magician to help us reclaim Blackstone Ridge, and we're willing to agree to any request from the magician. "Hamm Flame Blackstone is very serious, the loss of Blackstone Ridge is not only the loss of their homeland, but also the loss of a fortress that can protect them.

Then their fate can be imagined! Not to mention anything else, eighteen dwarven warriors died during the three-day escape alone, some of them resisting the attacks of those elemental creatures, and some of them were killed by those demonic beasts while resting at night. The perception of the warriors is not better than that of the wanderers, let alone the poor vision at night, so they are always vigilant against the wind and grass around them, causing these dwarves to be in a very bad mental state.

Most of these dwarves who escaped were in the prime of life and young men, and there were only a few children, and the old people had no chance of escaping in that situation.

"Did something happen?" Raphael pretended not to hear their conversation, pulled the car door and walked out.

"This is Mr. Raphael, tell him your request."

"Don't look at this magician's youth, his strength is not necessarily weaker than your patriarch." After saying the previous sentence, Solozo Herring Aldington whispered a reminder that he didn't want to see his friend mess things up by causing Raphael to be unhappy because of his tone.

Hamm Flame Blackstone adjusted his makeup, thinking of his friend's admonition in his heart, and suppressed the anxiety in his heart, "Hello, respected Mr. Magician. ”

"Hello, dwarves." Raphael stepped out of the carriage without a condescending response. Standing in front of this dwarf, this can be regarded as giving the other party a corresponding respect.

"We have a matter here that we want to trouble Mr. Magician......" Hamm, the fiery Blackstone told the whole thing in more nuanced words than before.

"En......" Although Raphael already had an intention in his heart, he still had a look of allowing me to think about it on the surface. Answer too quickly, but no one will be grateful for your kindness, so that the other party can show your importance in the anxious waiting.

Seeing this, although he was a little apprehensive in his heart, he still didn't dare to disturb him.

"Alright, although I have something to do to go to Ottore, I'll accompany you to Blackstone Ridge to have a look. If I could, I'd help you get back home. Raphael seemed to have made up his mind, and said in a somewhat helpless tone, as if he had lost hundreds of millions in a minute. However, Raphael had already made up his mind that even if he really had the ability to help these dwarves reclaim their homes, he would not do so. It's hard to have such a group of forgers, how could Raphael miss it?

The Dwarves are known for their skill in blacksmithing, and the weapons and armor they forge tend to be even better. It is rumored that they are the product of Io's creation from stone and ore, so their talent for refining and forging is simply innate, deeply dissolved in their blood, and a dwarf who does not know how to forge is as rare as not seeing skeletons in the territory of the undead.

Someone once said that a dwarve's hammer can make you a weapon even if it is smashed randomly! That's telling.

"Thank you, merciful magician." When the dwarves heard Raphael's words, they shouted with joy, and their titles changed from sir to adult. Therefore, people who are patient tend to get more out of it.

……

With the drag of these dwarves, Raphael's itinerary has undoubtedly changed a little. But for the sake of a group of dwarves who can forge weapons and armor for themselves, Raphael feels that this is perfectly acceptable.

Blackstone Ridge, nestled between the Rinsåd mountains, is a good place to escape from the world because it has no strategic significance or property value, so there are no forces rooted in it. Standing on a high slope and looking in the direction pointed by the black stone of Haham's fire, he saw a hill shrouded in red clouds, the most strange thing was that this red cloud only gathered on this hill, and the rest of the place was still clear and clear.

The strange situation of being able to feel that there were very strong elemental fluctuations in that area, but it had reached a very balanced state, completely aroused Raphael's curiosity, which is not very rare! It's quite possible that something unusual has happened in Blackstone Ridge.

This gave Raphael the idea to find out, and if the elemental fluctuations in this place were as violent as a drum washing machine, then Raphael would not have such an idea. But a balanced elemental space, then it has to make people feel tempted, maybe there are some strange things in it, some natural treasures will cause some visions after they grow up, just like the ghost-faced flower will attract nearby resentful spirits, and the dragon's blood grass will make those subspecies of dragons compete for it, maybe this is also the case with this Black Stone Ridge?

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