Holding these thin pieces of parchment, Marven was slightly moved.

He didn't recognize the language on the parchment, but he could make out it.

This is the language of ancient goblins. Before the fall of the goblin race, this race also created a very brilliant civilization. Their engineering attainments are comparable to those of the dwarfs.

Marven doesn't know much about how the ancient goblins fell, but he has learned how the ancient goblins are engineering.

"It looks like these parchments are about the engineering knowledge of ancient goblins."

"I don't have a part-time engineer, and I can't seem to read in terms of aristocratic knowledge."

"But this thing must be kept well, and it will probably come in handy in the future."

Marven didn't know the words on it, but he could read the patterns.

On the parchment, there was a lifelike pattern attached, and if he guessed correctly, it was a very famous creature in engineering, the mechanical gargoyle.

It seems that this treasure chest was not dug up by these goblins from somewhere, maybe it is something that they have passed down from generation to generation.

Marven put away the parchment along with the gem of unknown material.

There are many kinds of azure blue gemstones, and he is a rookie in the fields of [Geology] and [Gem Identification], so he basically doesn't know the origin of this gem.

This is where you have to find a professional gemmologists.

However, the gems that can be put together with the manufacturing drawings of the mechanical gargoyle are not far behind.

……

Having goblin's parchment of the ancient goblins out of thin air, this low, damp goblin cave doesn't seem so filthy anymore.

Marven walked down the trail in a happy mood.

Soon, he groped his way to the end.

Pushing away a stone, a small platform appears in front of it.

It was dusk, a sunset was set in the distance, and a mist rose in the valley.

Marven stood short on the platform and looked down.

I saw that the gate of the monastery was not far away. The two bitter monks stood guard outside the door, but they knew nothing about what was going on inside the door.

The nearest Crimson Acolytes have been hiding in the room behind the ghost corridor to pray, and they rarely come outside unless there is any accident.

As for the Demon God Executor, these monsters are extremely few in the entire Monastery, and the Scarlet Monastery covers a huge area, so Marven thought to himself that his luck should not be bad enough to bump into a Demon God Executor, right?

On the side of the small platform is a small tree with roots deep in the rocks.

Marven tied one end of the Ruyi rope to the tree, and the other end to his waist.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, he clung to the rope and, little by little, carefully lowered himself.

In the mist, Marven's light figure slowly descended on the stone wall.

Three minutes later, his feet hit the ground.

"Landing safely."

He looked around, and there was no trace of the demon god executor.

After releasing the rope and reciting a few incantations, the wishful rope automatically rolled up, so that no traces would be left behind.

When Marven wanted to return, he just had to go back to where he was, chant the incantation in a low voice, and the rope would hang down again.

That's what the High Elves are capable of. Only they can make such dexterous equipment.

Before it was dark, Marven was about to enter the ghost corridor and then arrive at the first hall.

Who knew that at this time, deep in the valley, there was a sudden sound of horses' hooves!

"Not good!"

"It's the Demon God Executor!"

"It's approaching!"

Marven's heart tightened, and he almost instinctively stuck to the mountain wall. His body moved a few swift steps, finding a depression.

Hide!

[Hide (41+9) skill move successfully!] 】

【Medium ...... of Field Effect Bonus】

[Medium ...... of environmental (mountain wall, fog) effect bonus]

……

The tall ironclad knight rode a terrifying warhorse to the clearing outside the ghost corridor.

It's only a dozen yards away from the gate.

Marven clenched the scimitar, his nerves tense.

This kind of demon god executor, he can't beat it at all!

The Demon God Executor himself is nearly two meters tall, riding a terrifying war horse, Marven can't even reach his waist!

Not to mention that he is dressed in heavy armor and is the nemesis of the ranger class.

His scimitar slashed at armor of this strength, presumably directly curling the blade. As for the vital ......

It's a pity that as an undead creature that has already died once, the Demon God Executor didn't cause death.

Although this thing is only 2nd order, Marven thinks to himself that even if he is a phantom assassin at the peak of 2nd order, he will have to scratch his head when he encounters him.

The defense and vitality are high.

Some people may think of holy water. It's a pity that Marven's Void Conch has ordinary holy water in it, but the concentration is not enough.

The holy water sold by the Church of the God of Silver to the outside world is strictly exchanged for water. The divine power contained in it is probably less than one in 100,000.

It's enough to destroy zombies, but it's as ridiculous as trying to kill a vicious dog with flower water!

Now Marven, he can only pray that his hiding skills can be wielded!

The demon god executor was about to pass by Marven's side and suddenly paused.

Marven's heart sank.

Who knew that at this time, a few strange and ugly bytes suddenly popped out of the mouth of the demon god executor.

It wasn't long before the doors of the monastery, which had been closed, suddenly opened.

The demon god executor pulled the reins and rushed out without looking back.

The two agony monks were expressionless, and the door was closed again.

A puff of dust.

……

"Fortunately, when I came down, I didn't meet the demon god executor!"

Three minutes later, Marven, who was covered in sweat, did not dare to delay and quickly stepped into the ghost corridor.

This time, it was his hiding skills that saved him. Perhaps the Demon God Executor didn't expect that someone would be able to blend in under the strict guard of the two Pain Monks.

And when you're hanging in mid-air, there's no way to hide!

Let's get down to business!

This demon god executor should have gone out on a mission. Their leader is Fagan the Avenger entrenched in the Third Hall, an ambitious fellow who was a follower of the Sleeping Lich long ago, and later had his mind set on the Godhead.

In short, it's a tricky guy, and the current Marven has no plans to talk to Fagan for tea and chat.

He came this time, and the target was mainly the seventeen rooms between the first hall and the ghost hallway.

These rooms may contain zài monster scarlet attendants, who are not undead, but mortals who have been deprived of their minds by the demon god executors. Kill them, have a pitiful amount of experience, and you won't gain much benefit.

But there are quite a few treasure chests in the room, and Marven is the target for them.

In the silent ghost corridor, Marven started stealing, walking cautiously.

Although the Crimson Monastery is not a dungeon and has a low probability of traps, the work he is doing now is very dangerous, so be careful.

If you hit a trap, it's a big deal. Especially alarm traps.

On both sides of the ghost corridor, there are oil paintings.

It's all portraits.

There were knights, nobles, wizards, and scholars......

These people all had smiles on their faces, but everyone was smiling very weirdly.

If you stare at a painting for a long time, it's easy to get hairy.

Their eyes seem to be staring at what you seem. Everyone's smile is that kind of bad intentions in their bones.

There are problems with these paintings.

However, Marven didn't dig deeper, he had been to the Scarlet Monastery many times, as long as he ignored them, nothing would happen.

He walked along the ghost corridor for a while, and a fork appeared in front of him.

There are three paths.

On the side of the road are exactly the same rooms, a total of six rows, eighteen rooms.

At the end of the three roads, there is the first hall.

"It's time to get there."

Marven leaned to the left. He was going to start cleaning up from the left-hand row, going room by room to search for treasure chests.

There is a certain probability that there will be shimmer items in these treasure chests, and when Marven was in his previous life, he once got a shimmering dagger here, and that dagger worked well and accompanied him for a long time.

At this moment, in his peripheral vision, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a painting!

This oil painting is very special, and Marven was immediately attracted to it.

"Huh? Why didn't I see this painting in my previous life? ”

Marven looked at the last oil painting on the left hand side of the ghost corridor with some surprise.

It depicts a young girl with a wheat-colored head and a very bright smile.

Unlike the other figures in the paintings, her smile is genuine.

"It's weird."

This is the first time that this world and the game world in Marven's memory have deviated.

He couldn't help but lean over and glance at the oil painting.

But the name of the painting startled him!

[Headless Girl]!

What the hell is this name!?

The girl in the painting is obviously good!

In Marven's heart, a strange feeling suddenly spread.

He suddenly checked his stats panel and battle records.

Nothing was born.

"Is it psychological?"

"There is no curse and no will test...... Am I being less courageous? ”

Marven muttered and didn't stay any longer.

He walked briskly close to the first room and nudged the wooden door, revealing a gap.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, he could see a wooden bed in the room, on which a numb man sat cross-legged.

Scarlet Waiter!

Marven kicked the door open, his body was short, he rolled on the spot, and he was killed by the bed!

The scarlet waiter woke up from a dream, and as soon as he could make a sound, Marven's scimitar had already slashed at his neck!

There was no blood. No screaming.

The scarlet waiter died.

They are soulless puppets, so Marven can only gain a meager 11 experience points by killing them.

It's worse than the lowest-level thieves or **.

However, there is a compensation in the room.

At the head of the empty bed, there was a dilapidated wooden box.

………………………………………………

(Thanks to the book friend [Simon 2ooo] for the reward of *point* coins from 1888!) ）

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