"What Mr. Jon said is true, the "Crazy Magician" will indeed be back soon." At the dinner table, the round-faced Ya'ad said seriously.

He is the lord of this place and a descendant of the Golden King family.

After hearing this, everyone who was feasting suddenly looked up and felt that the grilled steak and saury fish strips in front of them no longer tasted good.

"Why is this..." Laos scratched his head: "Doesn't it mean that we are going to fight here?"

After saying that, he started eating at a speed three times faster than before.

I have suffered the loss of challenging a powerful enemy on an empty stomach before. The battle is about to begin, how can I make the same mistakes I made before?

Ya'ad smiled: "It doesn't have to be so urgent. In most cases, if an abnormality is discovered, the frantic magician, oh, it will take almost three days for Hisl to get here, so you have enough rest time.

"

"Is the name of the Crazy Magician called Hisl?" Malusil thought thoughtfully: "I seem to have seen this name in some elven books, but when I think about it carefully, it seems that there is no such name...ah,

It’s such a headache.”

Chirchak rolled his eyes and complained mercilessly: "How dare you claim to be the most outstanding talented girl in the history of the magic school?"

"Hey, I can't pretend I didn't hear this." Malusiel slapped the table and retorted: "It's true, more true than gold. If you don't believe it, you can ask Faline, we are classmates."

The extremely docile and well-behaved Falin smiled sillyly: "That's right~"

Malusiel: "Look! If I hadn't wanted to understand the maze's demeanor, I might have become a court mage by now."

Chirchak said perfunctorily: "Yes, yes, I shouldn't question you."

The words fall.

A cheerful air filled the surroundings.

Yaad also laughed.

A very polite smile.

Laughed for a while.

He looked at the delicacies in front of him, and his expression gradually became bitter: "Hisl imposed the curse of immortality on us. As a price, he deprived us of all our desires. Even our sense of taste has deteriorated due to lack of appetite for a long time."

"It's a pity that you can't taste the food." Senxi looked solemn: "This is a disease. It needs to be cured quickly."

"No, no, no, actually we are all healthy. It's just..." Yaad didn't know how to explain it.

Magical things, cursed things.

How can you speak clearly in just a few words?

Leos thought for a moment, then lowered his expression and asked solemnly: "Why would the Crazy Magician, the Sisl you call him, do such an excessive thing?

Have you offended him in any way? Or is it that your ancestors made a deal with him, depriving him of his desires and becoming immortal is the price he has to pay."

Ya'ad shook his head: "No one knows this. Ever since he became sensible, Hisl has fallen into a crazy state where he cannot communicate with ordinary people.

His purpose and his thoughts are unknown to anyone but himself.

But I don’t think there are any penalties or transaction costs.”

After saying that, he deliberately showed a relaxed smile: "Okay, okay, guests, please don't pay attention to our affairs. Before the crazy magician comes back, please enjoy it to your heart's content.

Even if we have no appetite, it is very satisfying to see others enjoying their meal.”

I watched others eat.

While others sit, I stand.

Malusiel felt heavy.

Under such circumstances, who can eat?

But the steak in front of me is really tempting...

The silly elf swallowed quietly.

Look at Leos.

Awaiting inquiry.

But I saw that Leos had already started eating without any burden.

OK.

Then don't blame me.

Malucil immediately felt relieved and started to imitate the feast in front of him.

Don't say it.

Just don't say it.

A minotaur or something like that can milk cows and roast them, so they are really good monsters.

Maluciel, who was gradually being led astray by Leos, thought to herself.

After three rounds of wine, the five flavors of food——

Everyone is full.

The main course is removed.

Replaced with fruits and desserts.

Yaad swayed his wine glass and continued to talk about the mad magician Hisl.

"My grandfather once told me that the reason why Hisl was so crazy was all his responsibility. In order to atone for his sins, the old man embarked on a journey to the ground alone."

"Delgar, my grandfather's name, do you know this name?"

ah?

Delgar?

By the way, isn't Delgar the one...

Malusiel had a flash of inspiration.

Qilchak also thought of something, and whispered to Maluciel for a while.

Ya'ad saw it and asked eagerly: "Looking at everyone's appearance, did my grandfather successfully go to the ground and leave his name behind?"

Looking at each other, Malusil said with some embarrassment: "What we say over there is that a man named Delgar claims to be the king of the subjugated country.

One day, he suddenly appeared in the underground cemetery and said that he would give everything he had to the one who defeated the crazy magician.

After leaving these last words, it turned into ashes and disappeared with the wind."

Hearing this, a trace of sadness flashed across Yaad's face.

However, he did not waver too much and said calmly: "So that's it. Now that my grandfather has been freed from pain, I feel relieved."

After a pause, he continued: "So far, many people have fled the village in order to escape the curse, but no one has succeeded.

Everyone lost their bodies and themselves in the escape, and gradually became evil spirits, and they will never be able to return to this golden kingdom.

You must have met them many times on the way, right?"

Speaking of evil spirits, aren't they the ones on the third underground floor...

Everyone's expressions became a little strange.

Because they remembered——

In order to get rid of the evil spirits, they not only used holy water to kill the evil spirits, but also made the frozen holy water into shaved ice.

It is a great disrespect to the deceased.

"Ahem."

In order to change the subject, Malusil deliberately said: "Um, Lord Yaad?"

"Just call me Ya'ade. You are all the most respected guests of Golden Land. There is no need to be so entangled in the same title."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Okay, Ya'ad." Malusiel asked in a good-natured manner: "What is the reason why you brought us here? Come on.

There are only a few adventurers on the sixth underground floor, but they are not non-existent, right?"

Ya'ad smiled and said truthfully: "Because of a prophecy."

"Prophecy?" Everyone was confused.

Ya'ad closed his eyes and spoke softly: "The warrior holding the double-winged sword will eventually arrive. He will defeat the mad magician and pull us out of the sea of ​​suffering."

Winged Sword.

etc.

Winged sword?

Could it be that he was referring to Laos’ sword?

Laos scratched his eyebrows: "It's true that Kensuke does have two wings... huh?"

Awaiting viewing.

He suddenly discovered that Kensuke's originally smooth surface had a lion's head at some point.
To be continued...