The long fairy road is wonderful

Chapter 280 An Elf and a Dwarf
I didn't have time to take a good look at Yamen before, and I was killed as soon as I landed. After finally waiting for things to subside, I followed the caravan out of the city early the next morning.

So strictly speaking, Canso City is the first city that Lin Tianci has seen that is more in line with the magical style in his heart. However, it is useless to visit like tourists. They still have things to do, and Still counting on the clock, what he saw was just on the way.

Stepping on the bluestone slabs all the way, Lin Tianci once again entered the state of looking at everything fresh, and because it is a port city with developed trade, it means that there are plenty of delicious food and drink.

This made Leticia and Alma have to watch him closely like a child, otherwise Lin Tianci might be attracted by some scents and get separated.

Just walking all the way, the three of them came to a hotel called "Warm Harbor". Alma and Redicia asked Lin Tianci to go in and find a man named Mistro by himself. Just book a room and wait.The two of them need to go to the store next to the hotel to sell the loot they got along the way. That store is also owned by Redicia's family, so the price can be quite reasonable.

The name is Warm Harbor, but the painting style is not warm at all.

As soon as Lin Tianci entered the door, he felt a buzzing in his head.

Drinking, talking and laughing, cursing and applauding are poured into the ears together. If you are not used to it, you may even feel deaf for a moment.

This store is close to the port, and its main customers are either adventurers or sailors drifting at sea, neither of them are elegant people, that is, rough people.

They've been drinking their heads, do you think it might be quiet?

Once inside, in addition to the noise, there is also a very pungent smell of sweat and the mixed smell of alcohol and tobacco, which is really not very pleasant.

If Lin Tianci had just arrived in the West, he would definitely not have adapted to it, but after traveling for a month, he has generally gotten used to the painting style of the hotel, or it is only in this way that he is more of an 'adventurer'.

If one day, the adventurers in the hotel or tavern are polite and polite to everyone, and they don’t even make a sound when they drink, it must be a hallucination from drinking too much...

Lin Tianci glanced at the hall for a while. In addition to rows of round tables, there was also a small stage near the wall on the left. On it stood a man playing a musical instrument that looked like a guitar. He sang ditties hard, and occasionally interspersed with some adventure stories. Whenever he talked about something exciting, the audience in the audience threw their change.

This should be a bard. Lin Tianci heard from Alma and Redicia that they mainly rely on storytelling and singing for a living. It feels a bit similar to storytellers in Eastern China who hang out in teahouses.

On the opposite side of the stage is a small arena. There are many people surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside. From time to time, they booed and applauded loudly. You can also hear the sound of punches to the flesh and some heavy objects hitting the wooden board. It is probably drinking. Too many drunks are wrestling.

Most of the people in the tavern were concentrated in these two places, and the other tables seemed relatively empty. Lin Tianci took two steps forward so as not to block the door of the hotel, and was about to ask an old dwarf who was wiping glasses behind the bar counter, He looked like a tavernkeeper, intending to inquire about the name 'Mistrow'.

However, he had just walked halfway, when he saw a tall and thin man sitting at the table hidden behind the load-bearing wall on his right, wearing a gray and white cloak, decorated with green vine-like lines, and seemed to be walking slowly I had a lunch, and there was a staff that was almost a branch, and I could see that the leaves on the top of the staff were still fresh and green.

This was very close to the image of Mystra described by Alma and Redicia, so Lin Tianci turned a corner and came to the man's table.

From the front, he or she is an elf, with two long pointed ears hidden in the hood, dark brown skin, and emerald green hair.

——I always feel that this hair color is a disadvantage.

However, because he was an elf and had a wide cloak, Lin Tianci couldn't tell whether this guy was a man or a woman. No wonder Alma and Redicia called him a sissy.

Noticing Lin Tianci's arrival, the other party raised his head slightly:
"What's up?"

The voice is also relatively neutral, but everyone has spoken, and Lin Tianci also asked:
"Excuse me, are you Mystra?"

The other party obviously showed a surprised expression, but only for a moment, and then he put down the knife and fork, and a magical aura slowly lit up and dissipated in his ears.

"Oh, so it's a new teammate, hello, I'm indeed Mystra"

"How do you know..."

Before Lin Tianci could ask, Miszhuo rushed to say:

"I am a prophet, and I will predict."

This sentence is similar to Lin Tianci's "I will count" when he fooled people...

"Really?"

Lin Tianci is quite interested. Alma and Redicia are not good at the spells of the prophecy faction, so there is no information on this aspect of the spell exchanges along the way. Lin Tianci is interested in the so-called prophecy spells and Eastern Shenzhou. Divination is different.

Seeing that Lin Tianci really believed it, Miszhuo had to raise his hand and say:
"Sorry, just kidding, it's actually because I just received Redicia's message to inform me that I have a new teammate."

Lin Tianci's interest obviously declined.

"But I do know how to predict the future. This is what I am most proud of. Let me calculate your fortune for the last two days."

As he spoke, Mistro took out a crystal ball that was a little bigger than a tennis ball from his pocket and placed it on the table. He was still chanting words, which looked like a so-called fortune-teller in a shopping mall fooling people.

But soon, Mistrow's originally confident expression became puzzled, and then his brows frowned into a Sichuan shape:

"It's impossible, it doesn't count at all?"

This made Brother Lin feel that the so-called prophecy spells are basically equivalent to fooling people.

Mystra was wondering what was going on, when he heard heavy footsteps approaching, making a muffled sound on the wooden floor.

Lin Tianci looked up and found a dwarf in chain mail walking over, with a bruise on his face, as if he had just fought with someone.

Seeing the crystal ball that Mystra had placed on the table, the dwarf immediately raised his voice:

"Stinky Crow's Mouth, what are you doing blindly!"

"Get out! Dwarf, do you know fart? This is an elegant art of spellcasting!"

The two seem to know each other very well. The dwarf should be the last teammate in Canso City. Alma and Redicia mentioned that the only dwarf in the front row of the team.

While cursing, the dwarf sat down beside Lin Tianci, and said strangely:

"Humans? Orientals?"

Mystra raised his head slightly from the crystal ball and said:
"This is the new teammate Elma and Redicia recruited in Yamen City. By the way, I'm sorry, I haven't asked your name yet."

Habitual fists:

"In Xialin Tianci, a member of the Divine Talisman, I am from Eastern China, but because of an accident, I accidentally ran to the West."

"An accident in space transmission? You are really unlucky, but you are also lucky. Generally, if this kind of accident is not handled properly, you will be sent to the endless void."

The dwarf waved:
"Go, go, you crow's mouth doesn't know what to say, Lin Tianci, right? Your oriental names are really weird."

In the eyes of Easterners, Westerners' names are also strange.

The dwarf tapped the chain mail on his chest, and there was a harsh metal friction sound between the armor pieces:
"Since we are recruited by the eldest sister, we will be teammates from now on. My name is Kegel, Kegel. Shiquan. I am the best fighter of the Shiquan family. I will rush to the front without hesitation when encountering any danger. Leave it to me if you have any trouble."

Miss?I don't know whether the eldest sister he is talking about is Leticia or Alma, I guess the possibility of the former is higher...

On the other side, Mistrow put away the crystal ball with a puzzled face, and mercilessly exposed the words:

"Fart's best fighter, he actually fell out with his family a long time ago, and he was exiled."

This step hit Kegel's sore spot, and he blushed and said:
"That's because my old man is too stubborn. His brain is harder than a rock. I will become the best fighter. When I go back, the Stone Fist family will greet me with the best mushroom wine!"

"I don't know who fainted from hunger on the way, and was almost dragged away by wild animals for food."

"That was just an accident! Besides, the person who saved me was the eldest sister, so it's none of your business!"

"Well, you think you are who you are."

Mistrow had a quarrel with Kegel, and then said:
"I am Mystra, and as you have seen I am a prophet."

Kegel added on the sidelines:
"It's also a stinky crow's mouth that is good but not bad."

"Fart! My prediction accuracy rate is over 70%. Who can do it?"

"Yeah, it's almost 100% accurate to consecrate the Crow's Mouth. It's really impossible."

Without saying a word, the two started fighting again.

But because of this, Lin Tianci saw that there was an Adam's apple under Mistrua's neck, which showed that he was indeed a man, at most he looked more like a big guy in women's clothing.

"Lin Tianci, is this the first time you have seen an elf?"

Maybe it's because of the prophet, Mistro is more sensitive to sight, and he feels that Lin Tianci is looking at him.

This was somewhat impolite, Lin Tianci hurriedly explained:
"There are no elves in Eastern China. I only saw her once in a trading town called Ruthwaite, but she is very different from you. She has fairer skin and golden hair."

Mystra shrugged:

"You may have seen a high elf, but I am a tree elf."

"There are many kinds of elves?"

"There are not many. At present, our elves are mainly divided into four categories. I am a tree elf, and we live in the misty forest of Orga Adut. On Sadmir's side, there are also tree elves in the Vida Forest at the other end of the Tianjian Mountain Range. .”

Speaking of which, Mystra's complexion is indeed more conducive to hiding in the woods, no wonder they are called tree elves.

"There is also a kind of sea elves living in the deep sea. They have long adapted to the deep sea environment. In addition, there are high elves you have seen. The so-called high is just what they call themselves, but they are not high at all."

Mystra did not have a high opinion of other members of the same race, so Kegel interjected at this time:
"The last and most hateful kind of elves are called dark elves. Although all elves are disgusting, dark elves deserve to go to hell the most. They live in my hometown of the Underdark and have a blood feud with us dwarves."

"I don't agree with the statement that elves hate it, but I can't disagree with the rest."

It seems that the relationship between the various races in the West seems to be very complicated...

(End of this chapter)