Chapter 529

This is a formidable enemy that the Lord Alice can't defeat!

Merlin's dark iron adventure...how on earth did it happen!?

Old Akron's face was pale, and his eyes were almost falling to the ground, obviously frightened by Merlin's sudden strength.

As an ordinary person, he obviously doesn't have a good concept of the strong. He can only infer the strengths at the level proved by the adventurer. He would never think of how strong the tree spirit that Merlin had killed?

But even so, Merlin has refreshed the old Akaron's three views. Dark iron adventurers have always been known for their weak chickens, mixed eating and other deaths, and have never seen the ability to turn the tide as the main force of the team!

Old Akalon felt that Merlin was simply not a human being, and it was a shame to have such power to be the lowest level adventurer.

"...Your Excellency Merlin, aren't you a dark iron adventurer? ...how did this happen?!"

"Huh?" Merlin looked at Acalon and replied calmly, "It's no big deal, normal operation."

"Normal...Operation?" A bunch of question marks appeared on the old Akaron's forehead, what kind of normal operation is Nima!?It's already outrageous to the extreme!

"I said I made you believe me. If it weren't for you to stop me and let me follow your plan, I would have killed this tree spirit, and Mei Lin spread his hands, showing his innocence.

A black line fell like a waterfall in front of the old Akalon's forehead. He wanted to know that Merlin was so reliable. What shit plan was needed?

Think about the impassioned guidance that I have just now, the behavior of relying on the old and selling the old is really stupid...

Old Akron walked quickly to Merlin, picked up the adventurer's certificate on his neck, and muttered with confusion.

"Your Excellency Merlin, do you really prove that this is black iron? It was not originally Mithril, but it turned black because of too much dust?

"Tsk!" Merlin snatched his adventurer certificate back, and said, _ "What a mess, I am indeed a dark iron adventurer.

...... Then how could you have the ability to defeat this Treant!?This is incredible!I have been in the adventurer industry for so long, and I have never seen you exist!"

Old Akron looked incredible, and had never seen a very special existence like Merlin!

He also spent a long time at the bottom before becoming a silver adventurer, but he has never heard that the strong will be in this position.

Akaron originally thought that in this three-person team, Merlin was at the bottom and he had the right to speak.

It's okay now, people are low-key and haven't shown their strength, and I'm really the one who is holding back!

"Master, aren't there a lot of incredible things in this world? I can defeat this tree, and you can break the iron law of grading adventurers and promote to silver. We are no different." Merlin pulled her own black iron to prove it with He said in a casual tone, "Don't be blindfolded by this broken thing, it has no right to declare that we must be weak, right?

"...Old Akaron's eyes widened, and he felt a kind of enlightenment. "Your Excellency Merlin, I didn't really value you in my heart before. I'm sorry for my attitude. I didn't expect you to be so powerful. In this way, I shouldn’t be a fool like a fool to make suggestions, which is really embarrassing.

"Old Mr. Akaron, apart from the slow bullock cart, you are an excellent guide. We need you... Merlin patted the old Akaron on the shoulder.

"Your Excellency Merlin... There were tears of excitement in the dry eyes of the old Akaron. No one had ever said "We need you" to him, just like affirmation of himself.

Merlin ignored the old Akaron, but came to Alice and looked at the injury.

Although it is serious, it is not fatal. Relying on the strength of the dragon clan, this skin trauma can heal on its own in about 5 days.

"Alice, are you okay? Need help?"

"Do you look like I don't need it?" Alice rolled her eyes.

Merlin removed Alice from the ground.She picked her up and grinned in pain, still looking painful.

"Why didn't you listen to my dissuasion just now and killed that tree man very much? He might have clues about the blood race?"

"Really?" Mei Lin only reacted, not knowing that there is such a connection.

"Your reaction is very strange, I have never seen you so excited when you kill..." Alice has already noticed Merlin's wrong.

"..." Merlin had to admit that she was dominated by the desire to survive just now, and she couldn't control that much. She was all about killing the other party to relieve the curse of herself, but this kind of thing would definitely not tell Alice, "If I didn't timely With the shot, the old Mr. Akaron was trampled to death, is that okay?"

Um,...also, I didn’t mean to blame you

Alice leaned in Merlin's arms and lowered her head silently, feeling that this matter had nothing to do with Merlin. It was all caused by mistakes. It was obvious that human life was more important than mission clues.

"Let's go back to the church first. You need to recover from the injury." Merlin said seriously that Alice's current state is not suitable for continuing action.

Alice suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly raised her head and pulled Merlin's sleeve, and said anxiously, "Bottle!"

"The bottle in the secret room!

"That thing is weird, we must take it back!"

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Chapter 20: The Mysterious Bottle

In the small church a few days later.

Merlin and his party had returned from the depths of the altar, and brought the mysterious silver bottle with them by the way.

Knowing from the dead tree population, Alice felt that the bottle should have an unsolved secret.

Maybe there is some connection with the birth of the blood race, and it must be investigated carefully.

In the middle of the night, the candlelight on the table was dim, Merlin, Alice, Akaron, and the priest were sitting together, ready to study the bottle.

Since the priest does not know how to heal, Alice can only apply some trauma medicine and rely on the dragon's self-healing ability to recover from her injuries.

At this moment, Alice was like a seriously injured patient, with a bandage wrapped around her arm and hanging around her neck, looking a little embarrassed.

The priest looked at the injured Alice and said worriedly, "Miss Alice does it matter? It seems that she has experienced a very cruel battle...

"It's okay, it's all skin injuries. I can recover after a few days of rest." Alice gave everyone a relieved look, thinking that fortunately, the treant was killed by Merlin before he showed his true strength. Get serious, I'm afraid I've been crushed to death long ago.

Seeing that Alice was in bad condition, the old Akaron asked, "Is it really okay? I don't think your injury is light." Don't worry, Alice has always been rough and thick skinned. This injury is nothing, top It hurts for a few nights."Merlin said casually next to him. Now that the life-threatening curse has stabilized, his mood is pretty good, and he can finally relax during this time.

"Tsk!" Alice frowned her delicate little eyebrows, and gave Merlin an elbow violently, protesting that this guy had no sympathy and she was injured, so she can't change her normal and say something nice to make her feel good. a little?

"What are you doing?" Merlin rubbed his chest, muttering unhappy.

"You only have thick skin. Your whole family has thick skin." Alice scolded angrily.

There was a drop of cold sweat on the priest's forehead, and he interjected embarrassingly, "This time it doesn't seem easy? Is it really dangerous in the altar? There is a strong" not very dangerous, it is very dangerous, there is a tree man, so huge!I'm almost hitting the clouds!"Old Akaron danced with excitement, with an exaggerated expression.

"...Is that so? There are tree species in that forest. I have never heard of it." The priest's face changed, and he felt very incredible.

"You don't know how strong that tree man is. Even Miss Alice can't beat Miss Alice. If it weren't for the most dangerous moment, Lord Merlin had stood up, we might have all died there." Old Akron sighed. Said.

"Eh

The priest was taken aback, with an unbelievable look, thinking that there was a problem with his ears.

An enemy that Miss Alice can't beat, what can Lord Merlin do?J played and Miss Alice was seriously injured, obviously the one who worked hardest.

Merlin and Akaron are unscathed, probably the salted fish shouting 666 next to them?

The priest coughed slightly to cover up his embarrassment, and did not intend to entangle these things. He was right to be a guilty of Alzheimer's disease.

"Is this the mysterious bottle you brought back from the altar secret room? It looks a bit old."

"There is no treasure in that secret room, but this bottle is suspicious. Miss Alice strongly requested to bring this thing back. Old Akron explained.

The priest curiously picked up the silver bottle on the table, opened the cap and looked inside. There was nothing, it was just an ordinary thing.

"What's suspicious about this bottle? I checked it before and it doesn't feel weird." Merlin asked Alice next to it.

"The tree man said that it only exists to protect the bottle, saying that the source of evil is sealed inside, and that it will cause the world of cholera if it is released." Alice said concisely.

"It's not such an exaggeration?" A few black lines slipped on Merlin's forehead. "The source of evil? Somehow, there was nothing in it when I opened it. If you don't believe me, ask Mr. Akaron.

"Yes, there is nothing, I testify." Old Akron nodded solemnly.

"Oh~, it turns out that you are pitting me in your back? If you don't open this bottle, the tree man will not attack me in anger!" Alice stared at Merlin angrily, feeling like she was in the secret room. What Merlin and Old Akaron did to anger the treacherous, and as expected, it was really, "Your family... almost killed me..."...

"Uh,... Merlin frowned and explained embarrassingly, "I don't know that you will be attacked outside. Is it too much to put the blame on me?

"Yeah! I'm so quibble. If there is something that everyone is acting after discussing it, it will cause trouble if you dominate it without authorization. Look at my hand?" Alice raised her bandaged hand and complained) "Every three Don't even think about moving for four days.

"It has nothing to do with me. Even if I don't open the bottle, you will be attacked by the tree man. In its eyes, we are the intruder." Merlin emphasized that this matter has nothing to do with him.

"Hmph, I have never encountered good things with you, always hurt." Alice puffed up her gills, sulking.

"This is my station... Merlin retorted unceremoniously, and didn't let Alice out because she was a wounded.

"The two sirs don’t quarrel, don’t we want to figure out what this bottle is?" Seeing the tension in the atmosphere, the old Akaron quickly jumped out to relax, and said to the priest, "Father, this bottle is our way. I have checked it several times, and there is no clue at all. You have lived in this land since you were a child. Can you see anything?"

"... From the outside, it seems nothing special, but we have a tradition in Glen Plains. Bottles will have some information carved on the body to record certain events. Also... Father F Mu Xiaowan was talking while talking. Wiping the silver bottle fiercely with his sleeve, as if to wipe off the bleakness on it.

The bottle, which was originally black, became brighter and brighter under the friction of the priest's sleeve. At this time, a trace of pattern was faintly visible.

"Look, it really is the case. Because the bottle is too old, the carvings on it have been blurred and unclear, but you can still see it after polishing.'

"Oh! It's so reliable, Father

The three people admired in unison, and watched with astonishment as the priest kept wiping the bottle.

I didn't have any clues along the way, but I found clues when I got to the priest.

It seems that there are some things that only the natives will know, and the outsiders cannot see through.

With the priest's wiping, the entire bottle became completely new, and the carved patterns on it became clear.

It was not a gorgeous pattern at all, but a crude mural, or a stickman version without aesthetics.

The priest looked at the bottle in his hand, furrowed his eyebrows deeply, then opened his eyes wide, and said incoherently in shock: "This is!