The knight in the abyss

Chapter 147
"I can't lie to you." Axmennon couldn't help expressing his true thoughts, "You seem to be well-equipped and experienced enough to help me solve the trouble in the sewer. As long as you help me, I will I'll tell you everything I know... and the right to drink forever in my shop, and you're going to die at the hands of demons or other mercenaries soon anyway."

"I like your honesty." Lancelot was about to pretend to be profound, but Brutal jumped up excitedly and shouted:

"What? Free drinks?"

Lancelot rolled his eyes, and turned around to teach Bruce how to avoid spoiling the atmosphere.He turned to the stunned tavern owner, and said in an indifferent tone that was in sharp contrast to the dwarves:

"Tell me about your troubles."

"Well, the underground sewers in this fortress were built by kobolds, and they did a great job, making the sewers efficient and spacious. This sewer system has been working well for many years without any problems... …until recently.” Axmennon sighed, “zombies kept coming in through the basement entrance and messing up my inventory, and who knows if something worse will come out.”

"You don't seem to lack the force willing to sacrifice your life for you." Lancelow glanced at the two guards.

"Although Hunk and Gru are stupid and greedy, they both have a clue in my hands. It's not easy to find two more guys like this in this kind of place." Boss Tiefling lowered his voice, feeling a little guilty Glancing at the door, "It's not that I didn't hire some mercenaries or a few adventurers to go down and have a look, but they either found nothing or never came back. Now I can only temporarily hire two mercenaries in the basement For this reason, I have to provide them with good food and drink, and pay them twenty gold coins every day."

"Then what does the Doomsday Guard don't care about?" Brutal asked in disbelief, "This is their territory."

"Why do they care?" The owner of the tavern looked at Brutal with an unbelievable look, "If it wasn't for their good, I'd think they did it."

"What about your neighbors?" Cora asked curiously, "If the zombies came from the sewer, then the buildings on the whole street should have this problem."

"This is where the suspicion lies. I am almost the only one who has encountered this problem, so I have reason to believe that it is a trick of some competitor." Axmennon put his hands on the table, and his long tail was restless behind him Shaking back and forth, "How is it? You help me solve my troubles, and I will give you the information you want. It's very fair, isn't it?"

"And free drinks," Brutal added.

"Oh, yes, of course." The owner of the tavern assured him, "The best one within a hundred miles, guaranteed not to drink a drop of water!"

"I don't believe it." The dwarf held his arms, "Unless you can provide some samples for us to identify."

……

After half an hour.

Lancelot and his party walked in the tunnel of the instant fortress.Although people's impression of kobolds has always been weak and cowardly, a little evil but not to the extent of wanting to destroy the world, they also have a tight social group and excellent digging skills.Like dwarves and gnomes, they can intuitively know the conditions of soil and rocks, so as to judge whether a place can bear weight or dig tunnels.

With just some food and tools, the city managers can hire a tribe of kobolds to dig out a complex and good sewer system in the streets. If you are willing to live in peace with them, these kobolds will even dig out some more Smaller tunnels that only they can access are settled, and the sewers are regularly maintained to ensure the smooth drainage of the entire city.

It's just that it's hard for these evil little guys to restrain their jealousy towards the residents above their heads. From time to time, they will sneak out to loot the garbage dump, leaving a mess on the ground, which makes most residents hope to get rid of these annoying people as soon as possible. ghost.If something goes wrong with the sewers someday, just get some more kobolds - they're everywhere in the wilderness.

The tunnel they are walking through is the work of the kobolds.The width of the tunnel is about twenty feet, with a ten-foot-wide water channel in the middle, in which the slowly flowing yellow-green sewage takes away the 'garbage' from various buildings, and on both sides are walkways that allow two people to pass side by side.At this moment, the sewage is exuding a stench that makes the eyes sour, but Kora just used some herbs and pepper to concoct a potion on the spot, which reduced the smell of the air here from 'suffocating' to 'indescribable' .

"It's been a long time since I've had authentic mead." Brutal looked around, "Although it doesn't seem worth it to come to this place with terrible taste."

"Never mind, dwarf." Aramir held up his mace, a magical weapon that cast bright light all around. "We're mainly doing it for his information, not for free drinks."

"Yes, information!" Brutal replied in a panic, obviously he just forgot, "Lancelo, how far do we have to go? Are we not lost?"

"Further ahead is the area where the Akmennon faction never returned." Lancelow looked at a piece of parchment in his hand, which was a map provided by the tavern owner. "Everyone, be vigilant."

"There is a strong evil aura ahead." The elf priest stretched his neck, "Let's purify their evil lair!"

"By the way, most of our adventures seem to be burrowing underground." Brutal held up his shield and walked at the front of the team, "I bet it must be some demon who made a fool of this mortal fortress. Must be very upset and determined to destroy it."

"Unlikely." Karaline shook his head, because of the adaptation necklace around his neck, he was the one who breathed the most easily except Ekmon, "This is obviously not the way demons behave, it is impossible for them to vent this The chance of destructive desire is given to a few zombie subordinates."

"What could it be?" The dwarf was already a little bored, and he started kicking the stones on the side of the road, "Could it be the legendary Lich?"

"Do you think a top spellcaster like a lich would be so boring?" Ekmon angrily bumped the dwarf's helmet, "but it must have been done by someone who has mastered necromancy. Although the Dirty, but well-ventilated, unlike the big pit in Oasis Castle, which can gather enough negative energy to make the corpse stand up again."

At this moment, a stone kicked by Brutal seemed to have encountered some invisible obstacle, and suddenly stopped in mid-air.

"Huh?" The dwarf was a little dazed, but there was a clicking sound out of nowhere, and a stone bigger than his head suddenly appeared, roaring and smashing towards everyone.

"Look at me!" Brutal reacted instantly, and raised the hammer he had been holding in his hand.

"Don't!" Lancelot hurriedly stopped, but the dwarf's hammer had already been released, smashing the rock into pieces with a roar.

　Guess, why did Lancelot stop Brutal from throwing the hammer that he can fly back by himself?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)