I asked you to be a mage, not to raise a nine-tailed fox.

The demon wolf's head fell off.

The battle is over.

Mina waved her hand at the elf clan who could not hold on there.

"kill!"

The three-person team immediately joined the battle group.

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With Mina and his gang joining.

The situation immediately improved.

Especially Mina's magic water directly pulled up several exhausted elf mages who were almost exhausted.

work overtime!

Boom boom boom boom boom.

Magic shines.

Sufficient firepower.

The injured soldier retreated.

After a bite of bread, he became a hero again.

The battle ended soon.

Mina held up the fireball and slapped it directly on the face of the leader of the Frost Moon Demon Wolf, which was considered to have completed the harvest of the human head.

He said, his fireball can hit it!

All that remains is to finish the attack on the infected monster that has not yet died.

Mina hugged Slime and wandered around.

Sure enough, it was the same as those tree demons when they came.

These demon wolf tree demons are too high.

It's a pity that the slime cannot be purified.

Yuege saw a little wolf she was familiar with in the wolf pack, but there was no way.

Dying.

Thunder Fist raised the dagger, and Yuege threw herself into Anshana's arms, unable to bear to look at her.

Mina blinked: "Let Little Slime give it a try."

Thunder Fist stopped and glanced at Mina.

If it had been possible to recover some time ago, but now... he shook his head. The infected demon wolf had no choice.

However, Yuege seemed to remember that in the forest, Mina's slime purified a little squirrel - it was a first-level monster.

Little wolf's words.

Thunder Fist moved out of position.

However, he was still pressing the Demon Wolf tightly, for fear of suddenly rising up and causing harm to Mina and Yuege.

Mina puts down the slime.

The others are third-level and fourth-level. Slime may not be of use, but this little wolf is only second-level, maybe...

The slime cicada passed by.

Entangle the dying little wolf.

Five minutes later, little Slime was a little tired.

The little wolf is better, but not completely better.

But I also saw hope and at least I regained some rationality.

Pollution is still eroding.

But it could already suppress it. It seemed to recognize Yuege and stuck out its tongue and licked Yuege's face.

The moon songs burst into tears, and the moonlight elves were happy. How long has it been since one of them finally cured? This is hope.

Hope for good!

The first one is right. If you untie the bell, you must tie the bell. Humans have a way.

Thunder Fist looked at Mina with a deep gift.

If there were no Mina and their village, there would inevitably be casualties.

However, after Yuege spoke Mina's identity in Lei Quan's ear.

Thunder Fist was shocked and looked at Mina even more respectful.

Mina glanced at him and said his purpose.

He wanted to see the silver hand.

"good."

Lei Quan hesitated for a moment, but still led the way and took Mina and his party into the small wooden house in the village.

In the dim room, there was a magic candlelight shining in Mina and saw the person clearly.

He is a pretty elderly man.

Lying on the bed.

An elf mage wearing a moon white mage robe sat by the bed to heal him.

"Cadanil."

Seeing Thunder Fist come in, the old man's eyes were filled with a smile.

"Don't let little Kana waste her magic, I don't have time anymore."

"First, don't say that."

Lei Quan's eyes turned red, and Xiao Yuege even pounced on him.

Just now, tears flowed out again.

"Good boy, don't cry. I've lived for almost a century."

Yuege can't understand, it's only a hundred years...

The old man looked at Mina at this time.

Yuege only realized this time.

"The eldest brother is Mina, he is the knight of Silver Hand."

The old man looked at Mina in a daze, as if he had seen his friend when he was young, and he remained silent for a long time.

"You all go out, I'll say a few words to this young man with silver hands."

After the three elves looked at each other, they hesitated and told them two words first, don’t be too tired before leaving the wooden house.

Only Mina and one fox were left.

The old man looked at Lucia and Ansana who did not want to leave Mina and suddenly laughed.

"That's great."

He said.

After confirming Mina's identity, the old man took out a necklace from his clothes with his hands as dry as a dry branch.

Handed to Mina.

"This is my companion's identity ring."

He said.

"She had left a long time ago. Can you help me keep it and bring it back to the Silver Hand?"

Mina nodded and took the identity ring.

He had thought before that there might be a knight who pretended to be a silver hand in this moonlight woodland.

But unexpectedly, it was such a stubborn old man.

"Do you have any wine?"

He ripped out an ugly smile.

"They don't let me drink, worry about my body."

Mina stretched out her hand and condensed a bottle of magical water to taste wheat beer.

The old man was a little surprised that Mina turned out to be a rare life mage.

He forced himself to sit up, took the bottle and took a sip.

Suddenly, the turbid old eyes lit up.

"Good wine, this wheat aroma reminds me of the days when I met her."

The old man told a short story.

A young free wizard and a little assassin met in a tavern.

Team up, adventure, and then become partners.

It was later discovered that the assassin was actually a member of the Silver Hand.

He was also a formal knight.

But the difference in status did not hinder their friendship.

An adventure, an accident, a quarrel, he stayed here to recuperate.

And the little assassin left.

It was two months later when they met again.

It was winter, and the wizard seemed to know something and ran into the woods.

But the little assassin was no longer alive.

She fell in the snow.

There were wounds on her body, magic pollution, external injuries from monster attacks, and traces of human attacks.

In her hand, she tightly grasped a ring.

The Silver Hand's identity emblem.

What might she have said before she died.

But it was too long ago, or maybe the old man didn't want to recall the details.

"She was buried in the back mountain outside the village. Yue Ge knew the place. Her relics were said to be given to me. I was a little excited at the time and didn't look at what was there. I buried them later. I didn't want to move them. You can dig them out and take a look. Take away everything that can be used."

The old man raised Mina's bottle: "Give her a glass of this beer when you go there. She will like it."

"As for me, just find a random place to bury it. It's best not to let other Silver Hands find it. After all, I have been pretending to be them for many years."

Mina sat in the village, looking at the stone statue in the center of the small square in the moonlight.

He didn't say anything for a long time.

Looking at the ring.

A standard ring from an outside editor.

I always feel that the old man's story is not finished. There are also some things that Mina cares about that need to be confirmed, together with this outside editor's ring.

At dawn tomorrow, they will leave here to do Lucia's task.

While waiting to come back, I will pass by here and hope to hear more stories from the old man.

The next day, Mina was awakened by a flurry of footsteps.

When she went out, it was just dawn, and Yue Ge burst into tears and cried in Ansana's arms

"The first one...left."