Pastor Bai's Journey to Another World

"Really, but the battle traces on the corpses along the way tell me that they will fall no more than a day from now at the latest. Obviously, you are willing to spend money and use a lot of magic props to advance quickly... Oh, you still have a little With a flesh-body golem, he has a good family background, no wonder it can be done so quickly."

The wood elves seemed to have seen through everything, but Black insisted anyway that they had been in the dungeon for a long time and didn't know the National Expedition was coming.

The wood elf shook his head: "Okay, okay, I'm too lazy to continue talking, now you go to the station with me immediately, we will guarantee your safety, you must disarm all weapons, including armor, and don't try to resist, otherwise I will kill you!" According to the "Historical Cultural Relics Protection Law", the expedition team has the right to make a temporary decision to kill you, is it clear?"

Black looked at the client with a helpless expression.

Look, it's not that I don't want to continue to push forward, there is no other way.

To his surprise, the client remained calm.

It is true to say that the client has ordered not to resist when encountering an expedition team.

Suspicions grew in Blake's mind. He really didn't know what the client wanted to do. The gold, silver, and treasure clients he met along the way were not interested, and he had no intention of using the treasure to make up for the loss of his props.

The client nodded to Black, then looked at the wood elf and said indifferently: "Then respect is worse than obedience. It is a great honor to be protected by the expedition team."

The Wood Elf shrugged his shoulders and waved his hand lightly. The hidden scouting team surrounded them and handed over the weapons and equipment of all the adventurers. The scouting team of the National Expeditionary Team unified all kinds of magic equipment, which formed a stark contrast to the poverty of the adventurers. .

Everyone obeyed the arrangement and followed the heavily armed reconnaissance team to the station of the National Expeditionary Team.

Before leaving, the client in the team glanced back at the fallen decayed structure, no one cared about this inadvertent turning back.

Author's Note: (4000 words are provided)

(I'm stupid. I only know that there is full attendance for 4000 daily changes, but I don't know that full attendance is not counted in the month of signing the contract. Everyone, I worked hard last month, and daily changes were 4000+ and occasionally 6000+. Guess how much I earned?

83.3 yuan

Although the blade has 140, but because the full attendance is not counted in the month of signing the contract, my share of the blade is only 0.1, which is 14 yuan.

Alas, heartache.

But since this month, full attendance will be counted, so the share of blade rewards will be normalized. Even if there is no reward, you can earn some pocket money by relying on full attendance for a month. I will continue to write, sad)

Section 82 Chapter 79 Slowly, quietly, she smiled.

The reconnaissance team's return route was different from the adventurers' route, only passing through some overlapping areas occasionally. Seeing this, Black realized that the reconnaissance team hadn't found the safe path provided by the client.

The journey of the people was not very peaceful, because the adventurers' stealth skills were relatively average, and some undead creatures with terrifying auras were often disturbed along the way, and they were chased and beaten by them all the way, almost ruined here.

The team began to have seriously injured members. Under pressure, the scouts ridiculed and complained about the performance of the adventurers from time to time. There were occasional verbal frictions between the two teams. Black could feel that the atmosphere was becoming more and more tense.

Fortunately, two hours later, a warm fire light finally appeared in the dark ahead.

As the flames gradually grew larger, the pressure and terror from the depths of the darkness were gradually dissipated. The adventurers followed the scouting team to the vicinity of the expedition team's station, and the personnel of the two teams also breathed a sigh of relief.

The location of the station belongs to the outer area of ​​the dungeon. According to the identification of scholars, it used to be a garden before the settlement, and the terrain is relatively open.

A large number of collapsed boulders blocked a large area. The expedition team relied on the boulders to build a camp. Because of the negative energy gathered in the dungeon, there was often a cold wind howling. Everyone lit a bonfire to resist the cold.

Although this is only the outer part of the dungeon, it is still in the deep area of ​​the entire ancient underground ruins. The guards of the expedition team are always on high alert and patrolling around the camp to avoid being surrounded and attacked by undead creatures.

"Okay, your fleshy golems are here, don't enter our camp, to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, and I need to remind me that a mere fleshy golem can't threaten us, we have plenty of means to kill it for the first time." Destroy it all at once, don't kill yourself..." The wood elf warned the adventurers in a serious tone, and Black had no objection, and he had no intention of conflicting with the expedition team.

The expedition team is equipped with all magic equipment, and it is indeed a very simple matter to destroy the flesh golem.

The armor and weapons on everyone were temporarily confiscated.

Without the client's early instructions, these adventurers might not have cooperated so much, but the employer had no objection, and the adventurers who were guards had no choice but to obey.

Fortunately, the expedition team didn't overly touch the dimensional bags that the adventurers put their money in, otherwise conflicts would probably break out on the spot, and even if they endured it, they would end up with enemies.

Blake and others obediently followed the expedition team's instructions and found a corner to rest. Although the expedition team gave them dry food and drinking water in a humane manner, no one had the courage to drink it.

Even if they knew that the expedition team didn't need these methods to deal with them.

The dimensional bag carried by the client was also confiscated, and now she was sitting silently beside the crowd, with the bonfire beating in the distance, her face flickering, making it hard to figure out what she was thinking.

"Well, I'm sorry, it seems that our guards failed to let you find what you want." Black said to the client apologetically.

"...It's okay, your guard work is very good, without you, a weak woman like me would not be able to go so deep into the dungeon." The client didn't seem to mind, and Black didn't see the slightest bit of disappointment on her face.

Black would like to ask, what is the purpose of such a large-scale rapid advancement, from short-distance teleportation scrolls to detecting traps along the way and killing a large number of monsters, these costs have exceeded [-] gold coins at least, and the rewards of Black and others are also [-] Gold coins, this woman has gained nothing so far.

Black thought for a while and said, "Without your magic props, we wouldn't be able to go so far, and naturally we wouldn't be able to get so many treasures... Let's split [-]% to [-]%, right? We have [-]% and you [-]%. How about it?"

The adventurer's teammates cast surprised glances. The entrustment contract stipulates that the adventurers only need to send the client to the destination, and the adventurers in the dungeon freely distribute the loot in the dungeon, and do not need to share dividends with the client.

However, they did not object.

It can be seen from the experience when the expedition team was stationed just now that without the client to provide the route, everyone will face the horror in the depths of the dungeon.

Moreover, the client also provided a lot of support with magic props along the way. It is hard to tell who is protecting whom. The adventurers even feel that they are waiting for someone to go to the dungeon to collect money...

The client laughed.

The corners of her mouth curled into a friendly smile, which Blake believed was the first time she had actually smiled, although previous clients had occasionally smiled.

"You are such a good person, I appreciate your kindness," the client was about to refuse, but after seeing Black's determined expression, he changed his words, "...If you insist on this, then do as you say after we go out."

The beating firelight reflected the lady's smiling face, and this scene was deeply etched in Blake's mind.

Realizing that he had been staring at him for too long, Black looked away.

Thinking of this harvest, Blake couldn't help but smile.

The depths of the dungeon have obviously never been visited by anyone!

It's just a treasure trove.

It's a pity that their team of adventurers only has one dimensional bag, and the client refused to lend them the dimensional bag.

But even so, the dimensional bag is full. Compared with the client's remuneration, it is still a small head. After deducting taxes and sharing, he can even buy a piece of land from the earl to become a manor owner. Buy the land in my hometown, and then go home and get married...

Black shook his head mockingly, that would be too useless, and the idea of ​​going back to his hometown to get married is not auspicious for adventurers. I don’t know how many seniors plan to go back to their hometown to get married and die soon after.

I'd better save my money, look for a chance and find a female mage to buy golems, and start an exploration company when there are more golems...

Not far away, a group of knights in silver and white armor were looking at everyone.

"They are responsible for the movement in the depths of the dungeon?" The leading knight looked at the crowd, his tone full of doubts, "How did these people get to the depths, and how strong is their flesh golem?"

"High-end goods should be masterworks. Their size and tonnage are exaggerated. Those low-level undead creatures clusters can be defeated directly by collision and crushing of their bodies." The wood elf explained.

"But there are not only low-level undead creatures in the dungeon..." The knight looked at the adventurers again, and already made an evaluation in his heart.

Their own strength is average, even if there are golems, they can only explore outside the dungeon at most. The darkness and terror hidden in the depths of the dungeon are not dared to go deep even with an expedition team supported by the state's financial resources, and these guys can rely on golems to reach them. In the depths of the dungeon, it is simply unimaginable.

It can't be just pure luck, how can these people get the favor of Tymora.

He looked directly at the wood elf with deep eyes and asked, "Did you only see clusters of low-level undead creatures along the way? No ghosts or banshees?"

If the Wood Elf answers yes, then today is the time to take a risk and quickly advance to the depths.

"No... There are quite a lot of advanced undead creatures, and it took us a lot of time to avoid them."

"That's it... Then how did they avoid it? It's really curious."

The wood elf expressed his conjecture: "This team of adventurers does not seem to have received professional stealth training, and the corpses of some undead creatures that were accidentally discovered later can also be seen with traces of magic. Maybe there are more powerful ones among them. A mage may have a lot of magic items, I am more inclined to the latter."

The knight nodded when he heard the words: "There are quite a lot of doubts. If they really have a lot of magic items, I will doubt whether they are adventurers after all."

After thinking for a while, he ordered: "Well... I'll go and communicate with them, maybe I can get useful information, send them out of the ruins after dinner, let everyone pay attention to them, the moral level of adventurers is not worth it. Trust and don't let your guard down."

"Yes."

The knight walked towards the adventurers alone, and greeted the adventurers first, but there was a hint of spying in the friendly greeting.

His speech skills are extremely superb, his tone is kind and gentle, coupled with his sincere expression, he looks like a warm-hearted and kind knight image, which makes people feel good about him.

After chatting for a while, Blake realized that he had been tricked, but he had already mentioned where his hometown was, how many acres of land he had, and how big his first love, the cowgirl, was.

An angry expression could not help appearing on his face.

The knight laughed and said, "Don't be angry. I just want to make friends with you. Relax. I'm not hostile. It's just that I accidentally asked too many questions. Don't you also know a lot about me?"

The knight patted Black on the shoulder, but Black was becoming more and more vigilant at the moment.

"By the way, Brother Black, I'm curious. How did you reach the deepest level of the dungeon in one day with only a fleshy golem? Obviously, there are no priests in your team. Can you answer my doubts?"

Black frowned, and he threw out the remarks he had prepared early in the morning: "First of all, I want to correct one point, we have actually been exploring the dungeon for more than a month, and for this long-term exploration, we specially prepared a lot of magic props, and also There's plenty of holy water, you know, and without priests that's the only way we can deal with those stinking zombie skeletons."

The knight smiled and said: "Really? But our professional investigation team found that the battle traces you left behind did not last more than a day. You came in through teleportation after the blockade, right? You have a rich family."

"You don't need to lie, we didn't plan to do anything to you, and we would like to thank you adventurers for your hard work. Without you, the expedition team would have to spend a lot of time cleaning up monsters every time they entered the ruins."

Seeing the knight's kind and sincere smile, Blake was a little shaken.

Let's just tell the truth, everyone can see it anyway.

Black glanced at the client from the corner of his eye.

She still sat quietly without expressing anything, as if the matter had nothing to do with her.

But Blake knew that with the overbearing expedition team, once she knew that the client had provided the adventurer with a route, she would be forcibly detained, which was called "requisition assistance".

Black struggled, and a voice told him that the expedition team would not do anything to her even if they detained the client after the confession. After all, they were an official team, and they would not do things recklessly.

But another voice told him

Do you really have the heart to keep such a woman here?

Have you completed the next escort task?

Are you really worthy of your conscience?

"...I don't know what you are talking about. We are just exploring the dungeon cautiously. As for trespassing the blockade, it is even more fictional."

Blake made his choice.

The knight laughed loudly, patted Black on the shoulder, said "I'll take you out after dinner" and left the crowd.

Black breathed a sigh of relief, but when he looked at the client, he found that she was no longer where she was.

Where have people gone?

He quickly looked around, but he couldn't see the figure of the client lady as far as he could see.

It was clearly just out of the corner of my eye!

Adventurers were allowed limited activities in the camp, and were even allowed to use campfires to keep warm, but in order to avoid misunderstanding and interrogation, these adventurers were too lazy to run around.

It would be troublesome if the client was deliberately made things difficult by the expedition team for running around!

Black was anxious for a while. As the guards, if that kind of thing really happened at that time, they would inevitably conflict with the expedition team, and the final result would definitely be a miserable end for them.

Blake gritted his teeth and got up to find the client.

And in a tent in the camp, several scholars are analyzing around a stone slab.

"Time is like a knife. Thousands of years have passed, and only these stones can be preserved." The dwarf old man sighed, and many histories have become ancient secrets buried in the years.

The dwarf old man carefully scraped the dust on the slate, and suddenly, he saw a name that he had been thinking about day and night.

The Wind of Jotun.

A magic ship carrying tens of thousands of elven colonists during the colonial era.

"Oh... my God, what a discovery!"

The dwarf old man excitedly surrounded the scholars. This was the second name that sparked heated discussions after discovering the name of the Cold King.

"If we can find it and enter the communication tower on the Wind of Jotun, maybe we can find a way to guide the arrival of new colonial ships." A scholar's eyes revealed fanaticism and expectation.

"Who are you? The kingdom of Jotun has finally become a kingdom of humans. Now you want to attract elf colonists again? Go crazy!"

"What's wrong? The elves are beautiful and powerful, and they also have various advanced technologies. When they come to Salem, they will definitely lead the kingdom to a new height!"

"Okay, wait until I go out and report you as a spy!"

"Narrow racists, whoever reports it is not sure!"

Seeing that the two factions were about to quarrel again, the dwarf scholar hurriedly persuaded them to fight, "Everyone stop, what to do with the Wind of Jotun is not something we should consider, and this stone slab is just a name now. If you can’t find it, let’s talk about it.”

The old dwarf scholar was highly respected, and everyone stopped, but at this moment the guards outside the camp came in.

"Sir, there is a woman outside who wants to see you, she said she knows what... well, where is the Wind of Jotun."

"!"