There are many ways to get back to Morsoblay from the surface world, whether it's a long-abandoned badger's cave under an old tree, a secret passage under the sarcophagus of an ancient tomb that no one knows, or a dry well or a collapsed mine, but it's basically not a good place.

The giant labyrinth beneath Waterdeep is a special case, but neither the temperamental Grand Mage of Ancient nor the current brutal New City Lord will allow a group of drow kidnappers to easily make their way through the labyrinth and return to their homeland.

"Underneath the cemetery managed by the Temple of Onios, there is a tunnel that bypasses the Leyline Maze. Mo Yun made a simple and clear sign language, and showed the information he had spent, "Unlike other surface temples, the followers of the god of death and the graveyard are not interested in the activities of any living creature, we can easily sneak into the graveyard and leave. ”

"You're better suited to the shadows of the surface than Morsoblay, little spider. Leckie replied in sign language.

The scouts and mages of the Dayette mercenary group looked at each other, and then set a route back to the city according to their rank in the mercenary group.

"Lead these two ronins to escort this captive, and when the Nabondel Pillar has gone through twelve cycles, you are to bring the captive alive to Morsoblay. And I'm going to leave here, waiting for you to return, or find your bones in some corner. ”

Mo Yun bowed his head respectfully, showing his obedience to this high-ranking mage.

This is something he had long expected.

A high-ranking mage of such dignity and arrogance as Leckie would never force himself to trek through these filthy and narrow tunnels with his jewel-covered robes rubbing the lizard skin armor of lowly drow warriors.

Seeing the figure of Master Drow disappear into the rock wall, Mo Yun sighed imperceptibly, and then turned around. In the eyes of the dark elves with night vision, in the lightless tunnels where they can't reach their fingers, all objects with temperature will reveal their outlines, and the colors will be vivid, as if they were on the surface.

Mo Yun glanced at Varro, who was smiling as sincerely as he could, and asked him, "It came so suddenly, and although I would love to visit the famous city of Morsoblay, I really can't figure out how I ended up in such a situation. ”

"A certain housewife in one of the eight ruling families asked us to kidnap you by name. Mo Yun replied calmly, "Because the Spider God Queen has sent down an oracle that some of the works you are preparing to publish in Waterdeep City are suspected of blasphemy. ”

To this answer, Varro showed a "very honored" expression: "The gods are above, I thought that these great beings from above would not look down on me as an unknown travel writer." But it turns out that even the great spider goddess is my reader!"

Varro's rogue energy who is not afraid of things or death made Mo Yun smile slightly, and then with an elbow blow, the travel writer with a flexible tongue fainted instantly.

Before Varro could fall down, Hokwan and Koren had already put the travel writer's arms on their feet and kept him from falling to the ground.

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When Varro woke up again, he found that he had an extra mask on his face - a leather-tanned mask that covered the upper half of his face, and the delicate patterns carved under the caress of his fingers had a clear elven art style.

Wearing a mask, Varro can now see the faces of the kidnappers - Mo Yun, who is still as calm as a hunter, and Hokun and Coren staring at Varro's big nose, and the travel writer can even read a little guilt and apology in Cologne's slightly evasive eyes.

The famous travel writer touched the mask on his nose and asked, "This thing is exquisite, is it an enchanted prop?"

"A blind mask made of the skin of a stone-blind barbarian. Mo Yun explained, "It can help you gain the same blind vision ability as the stone-blind barbarians, at least so that you can keep up with us." ”

Coren added with some dissatisfaction, "You need to lose weight, my writer sir, and carrying you through the tunnels makes me feel like I'm about to turn into a beast of burden." ”

Varro touched his big nose, which was still a little painful, and muttered, "Such a gentle care for me as a captive is not like a drow elf." ”

Mo Yun glanced at him quietly, but didn't say anything, just nodded to Keren: "Keep an eye on our guests." ”

Immediately, he led Huo Kun into another low tunnel.

Varro looked at Coren with a little suspicion, as if they were still writers and bodyguards, as if this was not a path leading to Morsoblay City, but a maze of leylines buried with countless ancient legends: "Cologne, tell me, what does your new dark-skinned friend want to do?"

Coren opened his mouth, but couldn't answer anything.

However, Mo Yun quickly dispelled their doubts with his actions, and he and Huo Kun returned to the same place with a huge carapace in their arms.

The monster was five cubits long, with pincers like hermit crabs, but its body resembled a horned spider clad in crab armor, a carapace creature called burrowing crabs, specimens of which Varro had seen in some alchemist's workshops, and their claws as sharp as iron.

In addition to this burrowing crab, there is also a large piece of rock salt, and on top of that rock salt is a thin blue-purple mushroom.

The mushroom swelled rapidly under Varro's gaze, as if it had blown into a small fat mushroom. The mushroom's fat and stout mushroom stalk had two octopus-like bulges, and a horizontal crack, and the mouth was open in front of it, and the mycelium hanging from the mushroom stalk happened to become limbs, supporting the little fat mushroom to walk back and forth on the rock salt.

"This rare mushroom grows wherever the blood of the Legend of the Mind Flayer flows. "It's a great condiment, and it's a very rare alchemical ingredient that can effectively increase resistance to radiation-mutated gems such as blight quartz. ”

At the same time as Mo Yun was explaining, Coren had already approached the burrowing crab and carefully picked up the crab claws to take a closer look: "This is a precious ingredient that can only be enjoyed by the master mother and the priestess, and it seems that our luck is really good this time." ”

Huo Kun nodded silently, but Mo Yun only glanced at the two brothers, and was very surprised by their overly gentle and one-glance minds.

Eventually, he just snorted, and only Varro could hear it, it was from a southern country: "Do the gods like to bless such fools?"

(End of chapter)