The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal

After getting off the airship, Lizi and I went straight home.

Lying on the sofa, I finally breathed a sigh of relief. During this trip, my body was not tired, but my heart was tired. Especially at the beginning, the dwarf king and Yadyan exploded in scolding and even fought, which really shocked my heart.

On the one hand, he was worried that Yadyan would hurt the Dwarf King, and on the other hand, he was afraid that the Dwarf King would be furious and lose his mind, and ordered the national power to besiege Yadyan.

Fortunately, both of them knew that enough was enough, and neither of them made the matter big, so it was a blessing in misfortune.

I poured a glass of juice and just drank a sip when I heard someone knock on the door.

When I opened the door, it was a staff member of the Adventurer Base, so he asked me why?

The staff handed me a letter.

Open the envelope and look at the signature. It turned out to be a letter from Father Taylor. The content is very short, with only a few numbers: Beware of the Hegemony Competition.

I was shocked, and there was a bad thing in my mind. Could it be that the old duke was going to take advantage of the chaos on the day of the Wind Contest?

My complexion was slightly dark, I quickly walked back to the backyard, took out the call crystal, and contacted Father Taylor. However, when I heard Father Taylor’s voice, the whole person was not good-I dare to conclude that the other side of the call crystal is definitely not Taylor!

Although the timbre is similar, the tone is also similar, and even the way of addressing me is similar, but the long time together made me very familiar with the unique voice of Mr. Taylor.

This person is definitely a counterfeit!

But I couldn't make him aware of it, so I smiled and said, "Grandpa, do you remember that old man?"

On the other side of the crystal, he was startled when he heard the words, and then said perfunctorily: "Oh, oh, he, of course, remember, what's wrong, what happened to him recently?"

"It's nothing, it's just that I didn't pay attention to the monsters and twisted my ankle..."

I talked with him calmly for a while, then hung up the call.

As soon as I hung up the call, I contacted Master Dewey and told him about the stolen or confiscated call crystal of Mr. Taylor, and asked him about the countermeasures.

Master Dewey thought for a while, and said, "Keep the same and adapt to the changes."

I sighed helplessly: "It can only be so."

Then, I hurried to the palace of the elves, and presented the situation that Father Taylor might have suffered, and the secret letter with a few numbers.

After listening, the fairy queen sneered: "This old prince is really more courageous as he grows old. If he doesn't take care of the care at home, he is thinking of some conspiracy and tricks. Is it possible that his family still wants to replace the Fergus family?"

"It's a joke!"

In the last sentence, the fairy queen almost roared.

Yes, she was very angry, even when Akahavi had been intimidated and had to join forces to destroy the goblin tribe, she had never been so angry.

"Grandma" the elf queen was slightly worried, and asked, "What are your plans?"

The fairy queen slowly closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly said: "What else can you do, forbearance, wait for the end of the Japanese Wind Contest, or... end them in the Japanese Contest."

"Grandma" I took a step forward and said: "I think, in this year's Harmony Championship, the old duke must not dare to be presumptuous."

"Oh? Are you so sure?" The fairy queen looked at me with a smile.

"Say it quickly, Xiao Yi, don't hang your appetite anymore."

The Elf Queen looked forward to it.

"You just have to believe me. When the time comes, all natural truths will come to light."

After coming out of the palace, I walked home quickly, carrying the sleeping Zhengxiang flame Dragon Breath Seren, and headed straight to the Fairy Forest.

When he came to a clearing, he threw Salon to the ground: "Hey, wake up, it's time to work!"

Flame Dragon Breath Seren blinked, sleepy eyes: "Huh? Is it time for dinner?"

"Dinner!" I shouted in a low voice.

Seren looked around, finally fixed his gaze on me, sniffed, and said, "Oh, it's you brat, you are carrying me, something?"

"There must be something, otherwise why bring you here?" I waved my hand and said, "Help contact Tyrannosaurus King Bakar. I have something to discuss with him."

Seren barked his teeth: "It's very hard to communicate with the master, you have to at least take out...ten catties of barbecue as compensation."

"no problem."

I fully agreed.

"Three more roast chickens, two roast ducks..."

"Well, don’t get into the inch. Just your stomach. You can hold ten catties of barbecue. Three roast chickens are already pretty good. You still want to eat two roast ducks...Are you not afraid to die?"

"Why, our dragon clan digests quickly, no!" Sailun said provocatively, if you dare not agree, I will not cooperate.

"Okay, okay, just listen to you, contact Bakar first, you can talk about everything else."

Seren snorted reluctantly, and his body gradually glowed. With the powerful pressure coming, Tyrannosaurus King Bakar replaced him.

The golden pupils trembled slightly, and then stared at me, a low and powerful voice sounded: "Little guy, what are you looking for?"

"Good afternoon, Your Majesty Bakar" I bowed and said, "I am looking for you today. There is a small plan that needs your cooperation, uh, the plan we talked about last time."

"Speaking of the plan?" Tyrannosaurus King Bakar pondered for a while, and said, "So, did you get the Black Nightmare?"

"No, no" I shook my head: "But Luke, the maker, is resurrected, and I have already contacted him."

"Hmph, you really have a way of establishing a relationship with that boring gourd in such a short period of time. Why are you interested in his scientific research results?"

"It can't be said." I shook my head: "It is my foster father who is interested in his scientific research results. I just think that he died a bit wronged."

"Injustice?" Tyrannosaurus King Bakar was slightly surprised.

"Yes" I nodded: "Apostles are also creatures, they also have their own ideas, their own wishes, close friends, and important family members. Since they are given life, it means that they also have the right to live in this world. Of course If they continue to do evil, naturally they will die, but most of them have a heart for peace, longing for peace, longing for freedom, such a gentle apostle, why have to be taken away from their homeland and their homes and have to leave their homes. , In the end, will you die in a foreign country?"

Taking a deep breath, I said solemnly: "This is not fair!"

"Fairness?" Tyrannosaurus King Bakar sneered, "Do you expect fairness?"

"Yes, I expect fairness, and I think fairness must exist!"

"Why?" Tyrannosaurus King Bakar stared at me and asked back.

"Only by the Maker Luke, the Flame Devourer Antun, including you, are still alive and have a chance to choose again."

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