The Elatan house in the administrative district of Ascatla is brightly lit, and even passers-by can hear the sound of laughter coming from inside. Once again, this lavish villa has its owner, and Henry is treating his teammates to the aromatic dining room.

The steward carefully instructed the servants to bring up the exquisite dishes and wines from all over the world, and at the same time to remove the empty plates. He did not show the slightest disgust at the rude gestures and racial rumors of his guests, and treated everyone with a smile and courtesy, including the fat hamster scurrying around the table, fully embodying the proper appearance of a professional.

"Hahahaha! Sure enough, eating a big meal after the adventure is the right choice! Not...... The fish tastes amazing......" Apodell said, frantically stuffing food into his mouth before picking up his glass and drinking it down. He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had eaten a big meal so relaxed, so his appetite seemed extraordinarily good.

Ammon, who was sitting next to him, teased while taking a small bite of dessert: "Hey, be careful of eating bad stomach." You know, this fish isn't very digestible, and you eat too much. ”

"It's okay, let him vent well, so as not to affect the next combat effectiveness from too much pressure. After a while, everyone goes to take a shower, and then rests early, don't drink too much, there is still a lot to do tomorrow morning. After saying that, Henry picked up the napkin and wiped his mouth, signaling that he was full.

"What are you going to do tomorrow? Do you want to recapture the Lamp of Ryan? Viconia asked, frowning. She felt that it was a bit reckless to do so before the investigation was clear, after all, once the news leaked, then the other party would undoubtedly choose to escape.

Henry smiled and shook his head, "No." What you need now is rest, not fighting. And some people's cast kits also need to be replenished. It's best to go to the Adventurers' Market tomorrow. Weapons and armor need to be maintained and repaired, and if you see something that you can use, buy it, and don't worry about the price, I'll leave enough gold. ”

Feder wagged his tail and asked curiously, "What about you?" You don't seem to have said anything about your plans yet. ”

"Ha, I'm busy tomorrow. Make a visit to Cromwell's blacksmith shop first, as there are several powerful weapons that need to be reforged. Then we'll have to pay a trip to the Masked Mage's Guild and the Knights of the Most Zealous Heart to try to convince them to join us. Finally, I'll have to make contact with the Shadow Thief. Let them investigate if anything has happened in the city lately. Henry smiled wryly and went over the schedule. It is clear that after a thorough settlement Joan. Before Irenikas, he was unlikely to have some free time.

Solauphon pointed at himself with his fork and asked, "What about me?" Is there anything I can help with? ”

"You stay in this house like me, and don't go anywhere. Askatra is not friendly to the Dark Elves, and I was nearly burned alive a few months ago. Viconia pursed her lips as she spoke, revealing a mocking smile. She could never forget what those damn humans had done to her after coming to the surface.

"Really? No way! When we passed the gates, the guards' eyes were a little strange, but they didn't seem to do anything excessive. Solaufen's face suddenly turned a little ugly, and he turned his gaze to the others, hoping to get a definite answer.

Although Henry doesn't feel like hitting the glass heart of this good dark elf. However, he still spread his hands helplessly and said truthfully: "Viconia is right, most of the surface people do not have a good impression of the dark elves. Think you're all evil and bloodthirsty demons, and some of the more radical ones will even pull out their weapons and attack. The reason the guards didn't do anything was because they saw the bag of spellcasting materials around your waist, and mages are a very revered profession on the surface. ”

Hearing such a cruel truth, Solaufen rubbed his face vigorously and asked with a wry smile, "What do you mean...... The soldier didn't speak ill of me because he saw that I was a mage? ”

"Yes. There are also many evil people among the inhabitants of the surface, no worse than the Dark Elves, and if you don't believe it, you can ask Kogan and trust him to tell you a lot of stories about betrayal. You still have a long way to go to live in the sun, and you have time to think about Trist's advice, he was much worse than you are now, and on several occasions he almost died. "Henry didn't want this promising dark elf male to die at the hands of the mob, so he gave a specific plan.

Solaufen sat down in his chair with some loss, eating the contents of his plate without taking a bite. It's a habit he's cultivated over the years, and as an underground resident, he understands the preciousness of food, so there's no waste of it.

Seeing this guy so depressed, Kogan slapped him on the shoulder: "Black-skinned boy, don't put on this stinky face." If you want to survive in this world, you have to be tough, and make those greedy scumbags afraid of you and afraid of you, so that they don't dare to provoke you lightly. Tomorrow, I'll take you to the Bronze Crown Inn in the slums, and teach you how to deal with these guys. ”

"Oh...... I already have a hunch that tomorrow there will be a riot in the Bronze Crown Hotel. Fidel teased with his chin propped. She'd been with the bloodthirsty dwarves for a long time, and she knew exactly how much trouble this guy could cause.

"Really? Then I want to go and see it too, I believe it will be very exciting. Aemon, who feared that the world would not be chaotic, also coaxed. There was a hint of cunning in her eyes, and she didn't know what bad water was bubbling up.

Apodell hiccuped, leaned over and whispered, "Man, aren't you going to stop them from messing around?" ”

"Why stop it, let them go, just vent the pressure, anyway, at most, the Copper Crown Hotel will be demolished, and we can afford to lose it completely." Henry replied with a smile and spread his hands.

"Well, since you say so, then I'll go with Minsk for a drink or two, and see if I can have some fun." As he spoke, a wicked smile appeared on Apodell's face.

"Remember to come back early in the past two days, and I'll update your equipment. You, in particular, Apodel, need a powerful weapon. Otherwise it's hard to do it to Joan. Irenikas deals damage. Oh. That's right. If Jasila comes back, let her rest early and not have to look for me. With that, Henry stood up and walked up the stairs to the second floor with the butler. He needed to know what had happened during his absence, and why Sheena, Yao, and Selleph hadn't lived here.

As a learned mage, Henry's favorite place was his study. Here he was able to read the ancient legends written on the parchment and find the knowledge and clues he needed from them.

Of course, the books on the continent of Faeron are not like the great books on Earth. Hundreds of thousands, millions, between the price of parchment paper is a bit expensive, so most books only have tens of thousands of words, and the narrative is basically based on poetry, and the scene at that time can be described in just a few sentences.

The study room of the Elatan Mansion is a legacy of the former Ronoor family, and is full of history, poetry, geography, and biology-related content, as for the professional content at all.

Henry picked up a random copy of "The History of Mistra's Chosen People" and asked the butler standing behind him as he flipped through it: "Do you know where all my former friends have gone?" It's the little dwarf inventor, the long-haired paladin girl. And the fair-skinned girl. ”

"I'm sorry, sir. They leave not long after you leave. I heard that it seems to be going out on an adventure again. I could still hear people in the city talk about them two days ago, but it seems that they have received some commission in the past two days, and they must have left the city. The butler replied meticulously.

"I can't help but run out on adventures, no wonder I haven't seen them." Henry nodded in realization. "Besides, nothing major happened in the city during my absence, right?"

The housekeeper recalled carefully for half a minute, and finally shook his head: "There shouldn't be." But I've heard some rumors. To the east, the town of Tremi seems to be under siege by wild animals, and it is said that it is the ghost of a druid in the forest. There's also something strange going on in the Uma Hills, and the village chief is looking around for adventurers hoping to find a solution. That's all I know, and I hope it helps. ”

"Thank you, these messages are very useful. It's getting late, so you can go and rest early, and leave the work of the dining room to the servants. Henry waved his hand without looking back, signaling for the butler to leave.

"In that case, I'll step back first, please rest early." The butler bowed deeply, and then quietly left the study, closing the door tightly as he left.

After hearing the sound of the door closing, Henry put down the book in his hand, stood up and came to the window, looking at the night scene outside, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, showing a playful smile and muttering: "Interesting, it seems that the plot of Uma Hills and Trimi Town has finally begun." Hopefully they'll last a little longer, though, I don't have time for that right now. ”

You must know that the brewing evil in these two places is not trivial. Behind the Uma Hills is a resurrected Shadow King, and there is even a shadow dragon under his command, once it breaks through the seal, it will undoubtedly be a massacre, and ordinary people are completely unable to resist the terrifying shadow energy. As for the town of Tremy, it is not bad, although the druids have not yet participated in the battle themselves, but there are enough wild animals for this commercial town to drink.

But this moment is exactly what to do with Joan. During the critical period of Irenikas, there was no room for distraction, so Henry could only silently wish them to survive these ten days, and wait for Apodell to get back to the divinity and then go back to solve it, hoping that it would not be too late by then.

After closing "The History of Mistra's Chosen People" and putting it back on the shelf, he stretched and went straight to the bathroom to take a shower, followed by the end of the quilt, enjoying the soft bedding and pillows, and soon fell asleep. He hadn't slept a real good night's sleep since he went to sea, his nerves had been in a tense state, and now he could finally relax and let his brain rest and rest.

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Bow and thank Han Jianghu, Yam Pan Pan, the puppeteer in black, the ID account, Long Cangxue and other book friends for their monthly tickets. (To be continued......)