"We're in this position now."

"The information I heard from the orcs is that the red dragon appears here..."

"In other words, as long as this, this, and this."

"reach the goal!"

Chirchak pointed to a certain place on the map and said in a deep voice: "If we travel at the same speed as before, we can get there in about two days."

Two days.

After listening, the atmosphere suddenly became serious.

Senxi tilted his head and raised his doubts: "But the red dragon will never stay in one place, right? What if we rush over in a hurry and the dragon is not where it is?"

Chirchak: "The fire dragon can move. But in the final analysis, that guy is the type who doesn't like running around. He can sleep for seven or eight years, or even more than ten years."

Senxi touched his beard and said, "Well, since the war is about to begin, there will be strict requirements on the number of camps to rest and recuperate."

Chilchak nodded and suggested: "I think the number of camps should be limited to two times, once in the middle and again before the battle with the red dragon. This way we can ensure we have enough energy and do not waste any time."

"What Chilchak said is right, let's do it like this." Leos, as the team leader, nodded slightly, with a rare serious look in his eyes, "Has everyone rested? Without further ado, let's do it now.

Set off!"

Suddenly, Malusil raised her hand: "Don't leave in a hurry, I have something to tell you."

In an instant, everyone turned to look at the silly elf.

Malusil was a little embarrassed: "That's it. It's sticky and uncomfortable. I want to wipe my body."

"Huh?" Hearing this, Jon began to get angry: "What time is it? Miss, this is an underground maze. Find out if the situation is okay."

"Shut up." Malusiel said angrily.

She hurriedly explained: "You see, it's because I'm about to go to war with the red dragon, so I want to keep it in perfect condition and give it a good clean."

Leos:???

Malusil's eyes were very serious: "For a magician, mood can greatly affect the quality of spell casting. And look at my hair..."

Jon: "Isn't it great? It's so shiny that the US military will attack it."

A big question mark appeared above Malusiel's head.

Although I don’t know what the ‘U.S. Army’ is, it sounds like it’s not a good thing.

She took a deep breath and said: "Hair is an important medium for magicians to cast spells, so it must be taken good care of."

Speaking of this, Malusil also gave an example: "Think about it, before, Sensi had a messy beard, so he had strong resistance to magic, and as the only... well, the only profession in the team that outputs magic

, it’s impossible not to take good care of your hair.”

Jon spread his hands: "It's really troublesome, women just have a lot of things to do."

Let's start boxing, guys.

"I can't pretend that I didn't hear this." Malusiel slapped her thighs with an angry expression on her face: "I apologize to women and female spellcasters all over the world."

Jon: "I don't."

Malusiel couldn't control her warmth.

Turning to look at Laos and the others: "What do you say?"

"It doesn't matter to us, but there are some dangers nearby. Where are you going to clean yourself?" Leos scratched his head and asked with concern.

"Just in the corner of the room, I won't take off my clothes anyway." Malusiel said carelessly, ignoring Jon for the time being.

Although she was usually very worried about a certain magic swordsman with a bad reputation coveting her increasingly plump body, when it really mattered, she was not so pretentious.

Whatever you're afraid of, it's all buddies~

Jon doesn't count for now.

Leos and the others have no objection.

Malusil stood up and used the other end of the staff to draw a simple magic circle on the ground. She also borrowed a pot that was not commonly used from Sensi, filled it with water, and placed it on the magic circle.

After a while, the water started to boil.

Leos and the others looked at each other, "What about that? Let's wait outside first."

Malusiel waved her hand: "It doesn't matter, I can wipe it with my clothes on, you just sit quietly."

"That is to say -" Jon whistled deliberately: "It's rare that Malusiel wants to give us benefits, so don't let anyone know about it."

After saying that, Malusil pointed outside: "You, get out of here."

Jon finally seized the opportunity: "Whoever you are talking about seems to be interested in your 50-year-old body."

"What?" Malusil blushed.

In one word, it is easy to defeat the defense.

"Based on the age of an elf, I'm still a child." She tried her best to defend herself.

"Yes, yes, you are a child, I am a child, and everyone is a child." Jon was not in a hurry to argue with her at this time: "But I have to remind you that the hot water will be handled properly.

Don't fall directly into the lake water, otherwise you will be stared at by water elves or something else, who will give you a cool breath."

"Ah..." After being reminded, Malusiel reacted.

To be honest, she did have similar thoughts just now, but she didn't admit defeat: "I know, I know, it's so long-winded, who would do such a stupid thing?"

After a brief tidying up, Malusiel and his party set out on the road happily.

Go out for a while.

They finally left the 4th floor underground.

Looking down from a tower that exposed half of the lake, everyone looked confused.

Chirchak: "I said, you are not mistaken, this is too..."

Leos looked solemn: "You can't be wrong. Going down from here is the 5th underground floor, close to the orc village... Anyway, that's what it says on the map."

"That's what I say, but how are we going to get down?" Seeing the scene in front of her clearly, the hair on Malusiel's body stood up.

In sight, tentacles of various plants grew densely from various gaps, almost covering the stairs.

When the breeze blows, it sways gently.

It’s a secret nightmare!

Chirchak: "Speaking of which, are we being deceived by the orcs? Can we really continue on this path normally?"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "I think they didn't lie. It was because it was difficult to pass that they built the village near the exit of the fifth floor." As he said, Leo

Si unsheathed his sword and said, "There's no point in thinking too much. It's better to move forward and think about it."

Swish the two swords.

He chopped off several plant tentacles.

Maluciel's forehead was covered with black lines, and she looked reluctant.

He turned to look at his side and said tentatively: "Otherwise, let's take a long way around. Cutting off these tentacles is quite laborious, and look..."

She pointed at the trap that was halfway up the wall: "Maybe you'll be stabbed to death by something."

"Hey, don't get too close to the wall!" Chilchak quickly stopped him.

It's a coincidence.

As soon as he finished speaking, a mechanism entangled by tentacles suddenly relaxed.

A spear as thick as a baby's arm popped out.

Fortunately, the spear was too old. Half of the spear was ejected and the spearhead fell to the ground, causing Malusiel to break out in a cold sweat.

"saved……"

Chirchak also breathed a sigh of relief and said to Maluciel: "These mechanisms will be hidden in the walls. The more tentacles there are, the more gaps and traps there will be. If it is too oppressive, the mechanisms will be triggered."

As he said this, he remembered some bad things.

"The tentacles that grow on the treasure chests work together with the traps to harm people. When it comes to Mimics, I get angry!"

Mimics are the locksmith’s lifelong enemy.

Leos, who was confused about the situation, said stupidly: "I really like this kind of plant tentacles, because there are many kinds, colorful and colorful, and I can't get tired of them."

Chilchak crossed his arms and said, "Indeed, if you don't deliberately get close and just watch from a distance, most of them are harmless monsters."

Upon hearing this, Leos had a sudden thought, "Look at these tentacles, they are so brightly colored. Wouldn't it be very promising if they could be transplanted to the ground to replace the roses given to women?"

Chilchak shook his head, "You are really hopeless..."

Malusil also said with a dark face: "No woman will be happy to receive your tentacles."

"Okay, okay, I just said it casually, why are you so serious?" Laos coughed lightly: "After delaying for so long, it's time for us to move on. Isn't it time to get to the end?"

While talking, Leos looked back.
To be continued...