"Barnett, huh?" Leni remembered the dwarf calling herself, "I'm Leni the Ogre, and this is Celebrity, and we've been asked by Lord Leos to come here to find something." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Leos, what did he ask you to find?" Hearing Lenny mention the old lion's name, the dwarf Barnett's face became more vigilant, and he asked with a hostile grip on his pickaxe.

"Have you heard of the blood spirit?" asked Silent, who didn't have any fancy intestines, bluntly. It's too late for Leni to stop it.

"The blood essence of the legendary blood clan?" Celent and Lenny could clearly feel Barnett relax when he heard the name of the blood spirit, it was obvious that his goal was not the same as theirs,

"That's right. Lenee nodded, and she could see that Silent's frankness had clearly won the favor of the dwarves, or at least she could not feel Barnett's hostility now.

"Can we work together? You see I forgot to bring a light, which makes my work at night extremely unproductive. Barnett suggested with dwarven enthusiasm.

"Then you have to tell us first what your goal is?" asked Lenny. Although it is already certain that their goals are not the same, Leni thinks it is better to make it clear in advance to avoid any "uneven distribution of spoils" later.

"A key! I'm not sure what it looks like, but it's definitely not blood. Barnett laughed, but his dwarven joke Lenny didn't think it was funny at all.

"Keys? That's too much to cover. Leni said with a slight frown. In many historical texts, it seems that anything can be used as a key to open something, at least she has heard of cups, scepters, gems, etc., in addition to normal keys, and even some strange use of some kind of living magical beast as a key.

"When did the ogre become so distracted?" Lennie's confusion made Barnett feel a little upset, "I said that a key is a key, whatever it is, but there is only one key." Got it? Or maybe I'm just taking what I think is the key. How about we split the rest of the rest evenly?"

"You're sure the key you're going to get isn't bloody?" Lenny confirmed.

"Of course, what do I want that disgusting thing for?" Barnett said dismissively.

"Could the key you're looking for be some life-prolonging artifact?" asked Celrant cautiously.

"What treasure could have a better effect on prolonging life than the Blood Clan's Blood Essence?" Barnett asked with a laugh.

Barnett's words made Lenny in a trance, what if Bishop Flon asked Celent to look for blood essence, and if she was faced with such a choice, how would she choose?

"I think we can work together, you see? Celent asked, turning to the spirited Lenny. He always felt that it would be difficult for the two of them to accomplish the task that Bishop Fren and the old lion had given him.

"We can work together if our goals don't conflict. In fact, Leni has been beating the drum in her heart, and after considering the whereabouts of the black dragon Dearknight that Celent got from "The Secret History of the Bloodline", she thinks that the more people involved in the treasure hunt, the better.

"Then it's settled, and we'll split the rest of the treasure we find, apart from the keys and blood essences we need!" said Barnett, the dwarf, who held out his rough right hand.

"Deal!" Seeing that Lenny had no objections, Serrent stretched out his right hand and high-fived the dwarf as an oath.

"Deal!Hiccup~" After the high-five, Barnett gave a long hiccup, which made the smell of alcohol around him a little stronger.

Leni and Celent looked at each other helplessly, and began to wonder if this cooperation was too hasty? They couldn't be sure if the drunken-looking dwarf was really reliable at the critical moment, but since he dared to run here alone to hunt for treasure, he must have something to rely on.

"Mr. Barnett, did you find something you found when you dug at the foot of that wall just now?" asked Celrant curiously.

"Well, not yet, but the map shows that the key should be five steps below the highest wall. Barnett proudly pulled out a map that looked even more broken than Serent's Soul Chapter.

"I wonder if you can let us take a look too?" asked Celrant, glancing at a skeptical Lennie.

"Of course, it's useless for you to take that key anyway. Barnett shoved the map into Serent's hand, then out of nowhere he conjured a large bottle of rum, bit off the stopper, and poured it into his mouth.

Lenny glanced at Barnett's rum in disgust, and walked alone to the place where Barnett had dug and turned over the rubble heaped there, while Celent summoned a ball of holy light again to look at the map in his hand.

This hand-drawn map is very sloppy, and it must have taken the man who drew this map not too long, but it is obvious that the person who drew the map has very good drawing skills, and the terrain is vividly outlined with a few brushstrokes.

Celent recognized at a glance that the center of the map was the lonely mountain where they were now, but to his dismay, there was no other obvious mark on the map indicating the exact location of the key in Barnett's mouth, but instead wrote in a fancy font: "Deep in the forest, above the lonely mountain, among the castles, under the high walls, my secret treasure, left for fate." ”

"Mr. Barnett, the map doesn't say that there is a treasure five steps below the highest wall?" Sellent looked through it several times, and the map did not have as clear a treasure location as Barnett said, except that there must be a treasure in the castle.

"Hehe, that's because you don't understand the bad taste of the guy who wrote and drew this map. Barnett staggered over to Serent, snatched the map from his hand, and took a large sip of rum from his neck, squirting it on the map under Serent's astonished gaze, and Serent finally knew why the map was so worn. Looking at Barnett's skillful movements, he must have done this less.

"Well, look at it again. Barnett shoved the rum-stained map into Serent's hand again.

"Huh, there's new handwriting!" Celent noticed that a few more lines appeared in the blank space of the map.

"If you can see these words, it means that Barnett the drunkard has lost the token. Then we can make a deal, you help Barnett find the 'key' I marked on this map, and when Barnett takes the key and opens the treasure I left behind, you will get the one thing you need most. Looking at the handwriting that appeared on the map, Sailant was almost stunned, he was sure that what he saw was absolutely different from what Barnett saw!