Joey stood in front of the crying goblin with his sword in his arms. The mystery of the high above was like a heavy shackle on Aolla's shoulder. She trembled and put down her hand, her eyes met the messenger's cold blue eyes.

"You won't take the initiative to tell the truth, right?"

"I won't die." The goblin replied.

Death is not easy. Both Uriel and Olola know this. The situation of the two people changed in an instant, and perhaps no one here knows Olola's mood better than him.

A large ice curtain rose up, covering the figures of messengers and fairies.

"You want to resurrect Nichles Timil," Joey asked.

"The goblins know everything that happened to Knox, and humans are often ignorant." Ulier believes that when facing the challenge of the messenger, the goblin lady must have used all her life's courage. Her illusory body is covered with ice and snow, reflected on the other side of the ice wall, and trembled with fear. "Yes, it is not surprising that the goblin's knowledge does this."

"Then you should know that death is no longer your excuse." The young man lowered his body, his voice like a whisper in his ear. His pale face had neither expression nor temperature. "You are the incarnation of water, but your fire is not."

An extremely creepy cold chill climbed onto her skin.

Uriel barely opened his eyes, he was too tired. Fortunately, the heat from the wound was no longer lost, and the pain was replaced by numbness. An orange-red hand shook in front of his eyes, and Uriel pushed it away. "I'm fine."

York was about to say something, but it was not a comforting word. But a scream suddenly came from behind the ice wall, and then the sound stopped abruptly. The mercenary's movements frozen in an instant.

"What is he doing?" Memi asked whispered.

The mercenary moved his Adam's apple and "interrogated."

"The mysterious man even needs to learn this." Urial woke up directly. He never thought that Joey could still have the skills of the old police officers in the Public Security Bureau.

"Bai, he won't." Maybe he will.

Although Ulier felt that the messenger would definitely not do the same thing with him, no one could tell what would happen.

Now you know that Scared Sauron has always been interested in intimidating apprentices. It does not hide its pleasure, which makes the whole ring shine.

It also made Uriel very much want to tear it off, and then use the runes on the tiny metal sheets on the ground to see if this guy can continue to make noise.

Memi stared at them with an incredible look.

"Don't think too much," York explained, "he is different from adventurers like us. Cloitta is one of the seven fulcrums in the mysterious realm, and is the most skilled in exploring the astrologers rely on astrology and Otto's favor to explore the trajectory of fate. The messengers have few astrologers, and they need to use other means."

"Is the astrologer different from the messenger?"

"Maybe that's the case."

The Tower of the Sky is an astrologer organization, but this does not mean that it does not require other types of mysterious people. Sauron is not surprised by this. Of course, the messenger can also be astrologer.

It jumped out mainly to refute York.

"I just heard from you." The mercenary admitted. "There are experts here. Uriel, your mentor is here." His tone was not very refreshing. "You might as well ask it if it is willing to tell you."

My name is Solengeson Ring Stress. You know these too early, Ulier, they are not good for you

I really hope you can tell me something good, but you never. Uriel said in his heart. Anyone who thinks I want to become an apprentice to the famous emissary of the empty realm will be very wrong.

But no matter what, interrogation will not be a must-learn technique to be a mysterious person, and there is no better news than this. "I can learn a lot of things through magic." He thought that he had told York that he wanted to be a messenger like Joey, but there was nothing wrong with astrologers.

Ulier knew very well that what changed his mind was actually his previous near-death experience. I wanted to be an adventurer. He told himself that I thought about it long before I came to this world. I was not strong enough, nor was I responsible enough, but I longed for new things.

But before that, we must find a way to get forgiveness from the messenger.

"It seems you lack the tolerance for pain."

The young man pulled the short knife out of her chest, and Olola immediately took off her breath like a suffocation and fell to the ground. The so-called interrogation was nothing more than the lives of two swords and a few little fairies hiding under the stone bridge. To be honest, the latter did not seem to work as the former. "You have lived for about a few thousand years, but they are still so weak and stupid for thousands of years." He sighed with a very rare feeling.

"The concept of time between goblins and humans is different, so you don't need to have any superiority."

The Kamaria Goblin tried to regain some dignity with words, but wanted to make the messenger verbally compare with her, unless it was a dream. Joey turned around and the ice curtain melted silently.

"White." Uriel felt that he had to say something. "What did she say?" But in the end he asked the fairy Aurora. At this time, I should say that, and he decided. It would be best to talk about it later.

The young man really ignored his question. "Give me that wolf."

"Master Envoy" York also became nervous.

"Kamariya's magic will actively protect the believers of the Broken Moon. This will weaken the magic of the Moon Capital." Anyone can see that he is trying his best to explain. However, the effect is obviously not satisfactory. "Soren, Sorengson, I know you have been listening."

He signaled Mr. Ring to sort out the matter clearly for himself. Uriel's heart was shocked. Originally, Joey always told him the answer without falsehood.

Moon is an ancient magic city, the mystery of the magic of the Broken Moon. Werewolf and the White Moon Witch are close to the magic of the Moon, so this was their residence. Moon recognized them.

"The elves do not believe in the Broken Moon, and they are also invaders for Moon City." The adventurer understood, "so if Nickles wants to use the power of Moon City, he must get the help of werewolf."

That's right

Uriel didn't say anything, he couldn't think of what he should say. He couldn't concentrate. Even werewolf Memi could ask questions in front of him now. He was afraid that for a simple-minded little wolf, it was not an emotion that could be maintained for a long time.

Memi asked, "Why did she have to use Kamaria's magic?"

Could it be that I have to tell you that this is needed to resurrect Nichlus, so that you can react? Soren was very surprised to say, his words were as mean as ever. You are a railway worker, an Angma Tunnel worker, anyone can tell at a glance. I was really surprised that someone would hire you to do this. Not many werewolfs have brains, and we just killed one outside. Now you, the lucky idiot, escaped from the tunnels that were sank and collapsed.

"Of course I deliberately saved his life." The fairy added.

Memi was stunned.

"Tonight is the tide of the black moon. The magic tide of the broken moon, a lively body, a vigorous fire, and a brief opportunity for the chaos of the line of law, but I never thought that there would be a mysterious person in the empty realm to get the Elf Golden Cup." The fairy lady said weakly, she was almost puzzled. "It looks just an antique, not a mysterious item."

There was a familiar word in her words that recalled Ulier's consciousness. He couldn't help but hold his breath.

Old objects are easily mysterious, but the probability is not high. The mysterious person has never much interest in ordinary things, not to mention that the Golden Cup appears in a small place like Bonfire Town. Aurora doesn't understand how a Golden Cup cares about in a hollow realm like Joey.

"I snatched it," Joey replied. "It was originally in the hands of the Glorious Council. And there are many mysterious people who are interested in antiques."

"It's so wonderful." York's sigh was a little insincere. "If you gather three conditions, you can revive your dead lover. There is really such a way to resurrect from the dead in the world."

Broken Moon is also the goddess of luck Bertie. I am not surprised at all when I get into his idea.

"The gods are gone," Olola whispered, "this is a sure fact. They have disappeared even a thousand years ago."

She looked up at the white moon in the night sky, and her eyes showed a certain passion and timid feeling. "I haven't seen the moon for a thousand years. When Alanwo was pushed by Timire under the Angma peak, I thought we had been relieved."

"relief"

"My tribe has been the inhabitants of the Black Moon River for generations. Our bodies are made up of river water, and our souls are born from the water. The light of fire flows under the water. This is the civilization of our Kamaria fairy. The Broken Moon is the deity we believe in."

"You still believe in the Broken Moon" Meimi was very suspicious.

"When we are determined to be free, we have lost His favor. Otherwise, there is no need to keep you." The fairy lady leaned against the stone bridge, her tone was not anxious or slow. "Take the treasure away, and treat it as the trophy of the winner."

The little gray wolf's eyes suddenly lit up. "This is what you said." He raised his chin arrogantly, "Don't regret it anymore. Now I want to divide it into four parts." He also knew to please the messenger.

Joey was indifferent. The adventurers seemed to be a little overwhelmed by the surprise of losing and regaining. He had never seen the mountain of wealth at the bottom of the lake and was mocking them for being short-sighted.

The atmosphere became warm for a moment. After many twists and turns, the fruit of victory finally fell into their hands. If the Golden Cup had not brought Joey, the ending would have been another scene. The apprentice looked at the knight's armor solidified in the snow, various stone sculptures, and soft wax figures around him. These tricky things were a pile of broken copper and iron in front of Joey, without any threat.

Uriel felt the pulsating heart in his chest, and even the wound stinged slightly. He suddenly found that a clear sign appeared on his future path. It was a thought that would make people tremble when they thought of it, and that they could not accommodate anything in their mind. The apprentice seemed to see the harp throne that looked up at the night in the Siyeyuan. The boundary between the surface and the inside began to gradually blur.

By the stone bridge, the fairy silently picked up the shattered ice crystals on the ground with difficulty and murmured to himself. He turned his head and saw Memi and York arguing about who would go to Joey to suggest a passage to bring the treasure at the bottom of the lake.

There was no more tempting spoil than this, but Uriel hesitated. He felt that this scene seemed familiar.
Chapter completed!