Mage Joan

Joan ran to the frost lizard corpse that was trampled to death before he stopped.

He hurriedly applied "shrinkage" to the corpse, then dug out the slap-frosted lizard corpse from the ice cave, slammed it into his backpack, and ran back.

Holden watched Joan running back and forth all the way. Seeing him dare to go back at such a terrible moment, he was stunned to think about collecting specimens.

Others are doing research at best, and Jo An is dying!

It's a lunatic!

Just then, Joan appeared again to send light, the dwarf uncle Klein stove, the rock-solid and reliable figure arrived as scheduled.

"Good boys, follow me quickly!"

Klein grabbed the juvenile mage and the poet's wrists respectively, and opened the "arbitrary door", and the figures of the three people disappeared into the bright magical glory.

When a large group of frost lizards arrived, the transmission light had dimmed, and no hair was left for them at the scene.

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Outside the pit, Audrey, Hailar and Shorts are waiting anxiously.

Hailar couldn't help but want to run back to the pit, but Joan and Holden, who had been delayed, were caught by Audrey.

Audrey’s mood is no less relaxed than that of Hailar, but at least she can remain rational, knowing that staying outside the pit and waiting is the best choice they can make at the moment.

The irritating wait seemed to last as long as a century.

The exit of the mine pit finally rose to send light, so that the figure they wanted to wear emerged from it.

"Little girl, uncle, I'll talk and count, this will not bring your friends back!"

Klein stove, laughed and walked out of any door.

Audrey and Hailar quickly greeted Joan and Holden, and they were relieved to see that both were safe and sound.

Shorts also came over and came to Joan and others with a little embarrassment, thanking for the life-saving grace.

Facing the grateful Shorts, Audrey was keenly aware that this is the best time to resolve her grievances, and of course she would not miss it.

"Mr. Shorts, frankly, we met Evelyn before meeting you and Mr. Klein in the mine, and learned the whole story from her mouth."

"Evelyn visited the dwarf camp in her true colors before deceiving you as a girl. I beg you and your colleagues to consider her interests while exploring, and don't let the underground river rush down her nest. , Is this fact true?"

Audrey's inquiry was neither overbearing nor overbearing, and she radiated an air of anger and majesty.

Shorts blushed old, and he was speechless for a moment.

Perhaps he is the most typical dwarf in Evelyn's mouth: stubborn, impatient, arrogant, and face-saving.

These shortcomings are facts, but the dwarves also have admirable virtues.

For example, loyalty, firmness, tenaciousness, what you say, and of course, thanksgiving.

No matter how much she loves face, Shorts cannot ignore the facts in the face of a life-saving benefactor, not to mention that the other party is a paladin who is good at recognizing lies.

Facing Audrey's awe-inspiring eyes, he nodded in shame, admitting that Evelyn's words were true.

"Now that the facts are clear, I think neither of you will deny that in this conflict of personal regret, each other should bear some of the responsibility."

"It is as you said, respectable lady."

Shorts replied flatly.

"Evelyn has promised us that she will never take the initiative to find the dwarf in the future."

"Mr. Shorts, it stands to reason that I have no right to ask you to make a promise of reciprocity. However, Evelyn and the dwarves are our friends. I don’t want to see both of you because of a misunderstanding.

"Mr. Shorts, you just said that you are very grateful for our life-saving grace. IMHO, in fact, we don’t need your thanks. Evelyn, you need your understanding more than anyone at this moment."

"May the brilliance of my Lord Pei Luo disperse the haze in your eyes and turn the resentment in your heart into forgiveness."

Audrey's earnest words seemed to have some kind of deep divine power, and even the stubborn dwarf such as Schultz couldn't help moving.

"As you wish, respectable lady, as long as the spider woman does not appear in front of me again, I promise not to take the initiative to find her trouble."

Despite his reluctance, Schultz finally accepted Audrey's mediation and gave up the idea of ​​seeking revenge on Evelyn.

Audrey was relieved and looked back at Holden.

Holden scratched his head awkwardly, daring not to look squarely at his sister's eyes.

Of course he knew that Audrey struggled to win the understanding of the dwarf for Evelyn, mainly for his brother, so that he could not rest assured of Evelyn's safety.

Holden's care for his sister is actually already commonplace.

From small to big, every time he broke into trouble, he would always trouble Audrey to help him clean up the mess, and it was a heartbroken heart for his brother.

Joan noticed the eye contact between Sister Zion and envious of the brother and sister's deep feelings, and also had a deeper understanding of Audrey.

If you only look at her usual attitude towards her younger brother, she is indeed suspected of being overbearing.

But when Holden was in trouble, the only one who could really rely on was the sister Audrey.

"Okay, boys, don't mention the past grudges. Now we should drink two glasses and celebrate the escape!"

Uncle Klein's hearty laughter made the atmosphere lively, and then greeted Joan and they returned to the camp together to feast on the young friends.

Joan, they don’t just eat and drink, take out the crab blood plasma they collected before and share them with the dwarf friends.

The dwarf wine brewed into the cave fishing crab plasma has become more hot and exciting, and is the best catalyst for deepening friendship.

There is no contradiction, it is insoluble in a glass of crab blood wine.

If so, have another drink!

Because of the conflict between Schorz and Evelyn, Joan and their relationship with the Dwarf prospecting team had a few cracks. After drinking a glass of crab blood wine at the moment, even this trace of cracks no longer exists. The atmosphere became unprecedentedly warm.

Joan doesn't like this kind of strong spirit with a strong **** smell, but looking at the fact that the crab blood wine helped him and his companions regain the trust of the dwarves, he was considered a meritorious officer, and he drank two more drinks.

Unexpectedly, these two cups of "competent officials" were really rude to him.

The ferocious spirit hit his head and nearly knocked him down on the spot!

Klein wanted to take advantage of Jiu Xing to discuss with Joan how to deal with the pesky frost lizard in the mine.

But look at the posture of Master Mage...

Why are you trying to drill under the table?

Finished! It must be too drunk to find the North!

Brother, the amount of wine is really not good!

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