After eating a third of the half roasted wing, he suddenly said: "I'm full."

After saying that, he stood up.

"Let's continue."

"You really only think about yourself." Kabul said helplessly.

Complaints are complaints, but his movements are not slow at all.

Three times five divided by two and tidied up.

I didn’t forget to take the half-eaten grilled wings (130% cooked) and continued on my way with Mislen.

It should be said or not.

This kid Kabul is really all-powerful.

Not only does he have a strong fighting talent, but he is also familiar with the knowledge of guides.

The key is that Jon and the others did not hide their traces at all - after all, the opponent is the master of the maze, and the entire maze is under the opponent's surveillance, so hiding their traces is completely in vain.

This is a bargain for Kabul.

Follow the trail and walk.

He and Mislen soon came to a golden door that was cut into two sections.

"Wait, this is it!" Kabul seemed to have thought of something, and said to Mislen: "This is the deepest part of the maze!"

Mislen remained expressionless, just looking at the damaged golden door in a daze.

After being silent for a while, he slowly said: "The person who cut off this door is very powerful."

"It must be Mr. Jon!" Kabul said happily.

But at the same time, there was a hint of uneasiness in his heart.

After all, at the beginning, he swore in front of the group of elves that he and Mr. Jon would never go back on each other.

However, in reality, he only knew each other and had a meal, and it was just such a chance encounter...

Worrying about gains and losses, Mislen stepped forward.

He gently touched the broken part of the golden door with his hand and murmured to himself: "It only took one knife, it was clean and neat, very good. This person's strength is not inferior to mine."

He turned his head and said to Kabul: "You are indeed not lying. The tall man named Jon is indeed a powerful helper."

Kabul: Hehe, hehe.

When you don't know how to respond, just smile.

Mislen: "Then, let's move forward."

Kabul came back to his senses and nodded slightly.

Crossing the gate easily, the two saw collapsed gargoyles all over the ground.

Most of those gargoyles were broken and had long lost their ability to move.

Kabul touched his smooth chin: "It seems that Mr. Jon and the others have also experienced a very difficult battle."

hard?

This question is a matter of benevolence and wisdom.

At least in the opinion of Mislen, a combat expert, fighting against gargoyles should be a one-sided torture.

After observing for a moment, the one-eyed elf said: "These are not the marks of a slash, but the marks of a blunt instrument."

Kabul also reacted, observed carefully, and said: "It's really strange. With this strength, could it be a troll?"

I knelt down and looked carefully, but I didn't find any footprints similar to those of a troll around.

Mislen looked serious.

But because there are too few clues, I can't figure out the reason.

Kabul wondered: "Could it be the dwarf in their team?"

As we all know, dwarves are very strong.

Those stocky monsters are not only good at digging, they are also good at smashing the heads of their enemies.

Mislen said nothing.

After thinking for a long time, he shook his head and said, "It doesn't look like a dwarf, but let's move on."

If you don't understand something, don't think about it.

Anyway, wait until you meet the real owner.

All mysteries will be revealed.

Walked for a while again.

The two found obvious signs of camping, and even the fire was still emitting waves of residual heat.

Kabul slapped his thigh: "Finally we caught up! Let's go quickly, Mr. Jon and the others must be right in front."

Mislen nodded slightly, then he remembered something and raised his hand: "It is more convenient to use transfer spells than to start."

"Wait! Transfer spells can't work!" Kabul was about to stop him.

But it was too late, Mislen, who was full of confidence, directly used the transfer spell.

Then as expected, something unexpected happened.

Fortunately, this accident was not a life-threatening accident. At most, Kabul got stuck in a metal pipe built by the dwarves.

He got off guard and kept cursing.

You can achieve your goal right before your eyes, but you have to do it this way.

Come and mess with my mentality, right?

Unfortunately, Mislen's emotions were too weak. Apart from saying a few sorry words at the beginning, he just put on a stern face and allowed Kabul to attack without saying a word.

Fortunately, there were no accidents in the second transfer of magic, and Kabul was successfully able to get out of the pipe.

But after going back and forth, the two of them wasted a lot of time.

No matter how hard I tried to move forward, I still only caught the backs of Jon and others.

"Wait!" Kabul shouted, waving his hand.

However, the door in the distance had been closed, and the two of them could only watch the brass-cast carriage slowly driving deeper along the track.

Powerless, speechless, helpless.

…

…

In the carriage.

"Fortunately, I'm smart!" Laos kept boasting.

Jon: "Yes, yes, you are the smartest, you are very smart."

"How smart? Am I not very smart?" Malusiel was studying the dwarf runes in the carriage. When she heard Jon's words, she suddenly turned around.

Jon didn't expect that someone would still grab this title.

However, he didn't want to argue too much on this issue, so he just nodded at the two of them, "You are the smartest No. 1, and you are the smartest No. 2."

"That's about it!" Maruhil, who got the title of 'Big Smart No. 1', was immediately satisfied and started studying the runes again.

Leos chuckled.

Only Falin felt a little uneasy and said weakly: "Everyone, have you noticed that the speed of the train seems to be getting slower and slower?"

"Is there any?" Malusiel raised her head.

After feeling it carefully, she exclaimed: "When you say that, it seems that something is wrong."

Faline: "Yeah, right."

Jon: "I think there are two possibilities for why this situation occurs. The first is that we are almost there, the second is that we are about to encounter danger."

The danger is of course non-existent.

The dwarf's train traveled very fast and reached its destination at a speed beyond ordinary people's imagination.

It's like a ruins here.

Filled with many holes.

Moreover, the magic here is very confusing, making many spellcasters (not including Jon) particularly uncomfortable.

At this moment, a 'hillside sheep' attracted everyone's attention.

"That is!"

"The one who's completely black!"
To be continued...