The knight in the abyss

Chapter 47 The Grey Dwarf

"Kalarin." He raised his voice to attract the scholar's attention, "Come and look at this!"

"This is... a dimension bag?" As a scholar with extensive knowledge of all kinds of rare objects, Karalin quickly recognized the item in Lancelot's hand, "Wait a moment."

The scholar took out a scroll and unfolded it.

This is a scroll of 1st-level identification magic, which allows the caster to learn various information about an object he touches.

Lancelot glanced at the contents of the scroll. Although he didn't know a word of the arcane symbols on it, he vaguely understood the magic forms corresponding to these symbols.

The text on it quickly disappeared, and a complex magic flooded into Karalin's brain.The scholar's hand was clutching the bag tightly, but his eyes were out of focus, as if he was reading some text that did not exist in the real world.

After about 1 minute, he finally ended this state.This is just a relatively simple spell, but it is not easy for a scholar to cast.Karaline looked at the three pairs of eyes staring at him curiously, knowing that everyone was waiting for his answer.

"It's really a dimensional bag, but it's less effective. It can hold about 25 cubic feet of items and weigh no more than 150 pounds, which is about one-third the size of a normal dimensional bag."

"Not so much." Pluto folded his arms. "The chief prospector at Rivet Fort has a two-thousand-pound bag, and that's the real treasure."

"This is enough for us." Lancelot was very satisfied with the performance of this bag. "Think about how many supplies can be put in it, which can save us a lot of effort."

"By the way, no matter what was in here, it's just the acid of the ooze. I suggest you don't put your hands or anything in it," Karalin added. The thing falls out, because the bag is actually an independent different-dimensional space, and the gravity of our world does not affect that side. There are two ways to take out the item, one is to put your hand in, and the other is to turn the bag inside out Come here, the latter will make everything in the bag fall out."

"We don't have anything to put in for now, and the acid inside may be of unexpected help." Lancelot handed the bag to Pluto, "Take it, dwarf, don't put it with you The bag of gems got mixed up."

"On the rocks, that's never going to happen." Pluto muttered as he hung the bag around his waist, and Lancelot noticed that he had tied the bag tightly with rope, so that he could get Can't put it in if it's wrong.

"Let's meet those unlucky colleagues now." Barende motioned for everyone to move forward, and the voice of T-Zhao became clear after the mud monster was eliminated, "I hope they can show us at least a little bit. gratitude."

The structure of the No.16 working face is like a belt that was randomly thrown on the ground. A group of people followed the sound and walked in the low passage. After walking for about a quarter of an hour, they finally saw the person they were looking for—nine dejected , a demoralized duergar miner.

When Lancelot and his party appeared in front of the group, the cousins ​​of the alpine dwarves immediately grabbed the pickaxe and jumped up, cursing Pluto and Barende loudly.

"The Chief Craftsman sent us to save you, and he should really hear your warm words of gratitude!" Barende sneered and hugged his chest, while Pluto was holding the hammer tightly. Lancelot felt that he had already I could hardly contain my anger.

"Everyone," the human knight tried to ease the atmosphere, he took out the emblem of Shuangqiao Town, "We have no malicious intentions, the mud monster blocking the entrance has been eliminated by us, you can leave."

"Who knows if you sneaked over that mud monster!"

"It must be like this! Hypocritical guys, lock us up here, and then come to the rescue hypocritically, so that you can take credit with Lord Tijana!"

"The offal on the surface, you and I, let's have a good fight!"

Lancelot shook his head, the gray dwarves are typical evil creatures, they can't understand any good deeds, and believe that there is an evil motive behind any behavior, because they themselves are like that.

"Let's go." He patted the two dwarf companions. "We've helped the chief craftsman find the person he's looking for, now it's time to find what we're looking for."

Brutal spat fiercely towards the ground, and turned his head out of the angrily first.

Kalarin and Barende also followed, while Lancelot stayed at the end, guarding against any irrational actions by the gray dwarves.

"Wait a minute!" Just as Pluto and the others were about to leave the sight of the gray dwarves, a miner stopped them.

"Huh? Still decided to fight?" Pluto twisted his stubby neck with a crunching sound.

"Maybe we really misunderstood." The gray dwarf said in a less strong tone, "Are you really here to save us?"

"When you return to Shuangqiao Town, go to the Craftsmen Committee to inquire!" Pluto said angrily, "We only set off this morning, it's really good intentions!"

"We'll ask," the gray dwarf assured. "We are going out now, don't think about setting up any traps in front of you!"

"Come on, do you still use traps against you?" Pluto ignored them and strode out with a hammer.

The gray dwarves did not continue to say anything, and followed silently.When they finally reached the main well, the gray dwarves had to admit the fact that they were indeed saved.

"Well, maybe it's really not your job this time."

"No thanks!" Bruto replied sarcastically.

"We left some supplies in the lounge, where you can rest and return to Shuangqiao Town." Barende said with a gentle expression, he was very aware of the hostility between the gray dwarves and their cousins ​​who lived near the surface. multiple.

"Damn it, what are you playing?"

"Just a little help for the troubled kin." Barende spread his hands.

The gray dwarves fell silent, feeling a dilemma from their long-standing hostility and the dwarves' innate sense of honor.

Finally, a few inaudible thank yous sounded, but it was said to Lancelot.Perhaps it is relatively easy for the gray dwarves to thank humans.

"Don't thank me." Lancelot nodded, "We haven't found what we want, so let's just leave it."

"I haven't asked your name yet, Mr. Knight?" said the grey dwarf who had stopped them just now. He was the least hostile to his cousins, and should be like the leader of the miners, because Lancelot I feel that his strength is obviously stronger than his companions.

"My name is Lancelot."

"I'm Dunif, the captain of this mining team." The gray dwarf introduced himself awkwardly. "I think we owe you a thank you. What are you looking for? What do you need me to offer, uh, help?"

Lancelot stared at Duniv for a while, and finally said:

"No thanks, I think we can handle it ourselves."

"Are you sure? I am very familiar with this mine." The gray dwarf captain didn't give up. "There are many dangerous creatures below. We were attacked by a terrifying monster not long ago."

"I'm sure we're fine, goodbye." Lancelot refused again, then turned and left decisively.

While turning around, he did not ignore the disappointment that flashed across Duniv's eyes.

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(End of this chapter)