"The Morgan Consortium, I know that they bought 30% of Ironforge's arms. "Novel"
"Do you know Mrs. Morgan?"
"I know you, Sylvie Morgan."
"What's it called?"
"Sylvie."
"What's your last name?"
"Morgan."
"I seem to be hallucinating, can you say it again?"
"Sylvie Morgan."
"I'm talking about the part where you described Mrs. Morgan's appearance."
"I heard my father say that when the mountains turned into lava, many people died, but Mrs. Morgan escaped from the sea of fire alive. The active flames corroded her skin and caused many scars, including her right eye and left cheek. , and the hands and feet were particularly serious. But those scars were different from burns. They were dark red and quite special. I remember seeing Mrs. Morgan when I was a child. At that time, she still had waist-length straight black hair. However, fifty years later Goodbye before, I should still be the same person, but my hair has turned into golden and dark red waves."
Regarding his savior, Brian Bronzebeard seemed very talkative, and he talked about old gossip with gusto. He was very happy with a mouthful of steak and a sip of wine.
This sense of immediacy made Carlos hate that he knew too much. Just the name Sylvie made him think about it, plus he heard the description of Mrs. Morgan's appearance from Brian Bronzebeard... This, this, this is completely impossible to look at!
"Ling" is poisonous, isn't it?
As a love development game set in a distant time and space, the heroine is named Sylvie. Her unique character and heartwarming plot have warmed the hearts of countless otakus. Good people regarded Sylvie as their leader, and the Sylvie Cult lived up to expectations with its sudden rise. Becoming the fifth largest religious sect after Ship Woman, LL Divine Cult, Pony* and Gensokyo.
Slapping himself in the face, Carlos forced himself to give up his fantasy.
"Your Majesty Carlos, what's wrong?"
"mosquito."
"oh."
"How will you be here?"
Carlos decided to cut off the conversation about Mrs. Morgan. The conversation was brought to Brian Bronzebeard.
"The Explorers Association discovered an ancient ruins in the mountains of the wetland. Although my elder brother advised me that the world is not peaceful. But compared with the truth, personal life and death are nothing!"
Brian Bronzebeard looked like a martyr with the holy glory.
Then Carlos looked in the direction of the mountain, and then in the direction where the dwarves were rescued.
"Ahem, yes. We dug out a lot of cultural relics with research value, but suddenly, a large number of cave-dwelling troggs emerged from the ground. My expedition team and I fought and retreated, and exited the mountainous area all the way. Originally, I thought I was safe, but I didn't expect to encounter the jackals you mentioned... after we fought bravely, we decided to shift our strategy. But we discovered something regrettable, we couldn't outrun those jackals."
"It's really a pity..."
Carlos looked at Brian's figure and nodded empathetically.
"We had no choice but to escape into the swamp, and ended up rushing into the gnoll camp. The only luck was that a group of orcs were also surrounded by gnolls. Although we dwarves were fighting the orcs, facing those with even bones In front of the monster that Zha Du was eating, everyone rarely gave up their differences and spoke unanimously. Why did the poor guy die?"
Brian Bronzebeard began to remember the injured Juggernaut.
As an explorer, Brann Bronzebeard is very talkative. After talking a lot, he started to care about the current situation of his brother Muradin Bronzebeard, and then talked about the three brothers' childhood and the War of Three Hammers.
at last. Finally, I remembered the purpose of asking Carlos and his party.
"Guide? Oh, by the time the Ironforge guide arrives, the snow on the top of the mountain should have melted. Let me take you there. I started visiting caves when I was fifty. I know these places well!"
It is true that the great explorer Brian Bronzebeard is willing to lead the way, and the accuracy is definitely guaranteed, but as the king of flags, Carlos is a little afraid.
"I want to go to the Iron Ring Excavation Site. The people from the Morgan Consortium mentioned that there is a hidden passage in the Iron Ring Excavation Site that can reach Morgan's post."
In the end, Carlos decided to trust Brann Bronzebeard for once. After all, it's from another timeline. Apart from being a bit clumsy, the Monster King is still very reliable.
"Huh? Oh! Ah..."
Carlos looked at Brian Bronzebeard in confusion.
"I mean. Well, I mean, that, that road is not very safe, yes, it is not safe."
"Yeah?"
Taking into account the reputation of Kaikai King, Carlos didn't think much about it.
"But there is a problem. The gate of Dan Ogaz is not very safe now. I don't know who blew down the gate of Dan Ogaz South. My elder brother has issued a reward for the murderer."
I know!
Carlos really wanted to tell Brian Bronzebeard that Orgrim paid to hire goblin engineers to blow down the gate of Dan Orgaz. But doing too many things to show off one's saints in front of people ruins one's character. After thinking about it, Carlos moved his cheeks and said nothing.
"But I know the road. From the ruins I just mentioned, there is an underground passage that can bypass the two mountains. Then we can use ropes to return to the Danogaz Mountain Road. Then there is another one at the north gate. The trail can bypass the north gate of Dan Ogaz, and it is an internal communication used by their mountain rangers for private purposes."
Carlos felt that his impression of dwarves needed to be adjusted. What about the upright and brainless people he promised? What about being honest and rigid? The mountain rangers participated in smuggling and opened trails around the fortress. Comrade Brian Bronzebeard, are you really okay with saying this in front of me, an outsider?
After eating and drinking enough, I fell asleep.
The next day, still after the fog dissipated, the group set off. Going south along the road, the explorers of the Dwarf Explorers Association seemed to have forgotten the fear of being dominated by gnolls. They were talking and laughing along the way, chatting about the mountains with the familiar people and the human soldiers, and collecting herbs and herbs from the roadside from time to time. Nice looking stone.
After two days of travel, the team arrived at the outskirts of the ruins that Brian Bronzebeard mentioned.
The uncanny workmanship of nature deceives people's vision. From a distance, the mountain looks like a cliff. When you get closer, it turns out to be a thin rocky mountain like the shadow wall in the door of the mansion. Detouring from the mountain pass, there are several man-made ravines and some small flags with broken lines in a basin that is not too big.
"I really want to beg you to help us eliminate the troggs so that we can complete the follow-up archaeological work, but time is urgent. Let us go. The crack in the ground leading to the underground passage is hidden over there."
Brian Bronzebeard shrugged his shoulders regretfully, holding a simple climbing pole in his left hand, pulling out a pickaxe in his right hand, and walked at the forefront of the team.
"Carlos, the narrowest part of the underground passage may not allow horses to pass through."
Suddenly remembering this, Brian Bronzebeard turned around and reminded him.
"It doesn't matter, I would have left some personnel to handle the follow-up."
For some reason, Carlos felt that he was about to miss a very important branch task, but today was March 25th, and there was not much time left for him. (To be continued.)
