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"The original owner of this space ring is called 'Ellend', you may have heard this name from other people in the team. He was also a member of the 'Dirty Novel' and was the third to join the team. It's in." The mage looked at Barrett and gently exhaled a mist-like smoke.

"Earlier than me," added the half-elf, "that's a very cheerful man who likes to chat, drink rye beer, and laugh, and even the gloomiest will be infected by his smile. It's not just us. , most of Muya's adventurers like him."

"Like you, he is from Nord, from Fort Raffant in Nord." The mage said.

same as me? No, it's not the same. Most of the adventurers in the Bay of Pigs don't like me. Barret shook his head with a wry smile in his heart. He couldn't help but envy the compatriot named 'Ellend'. At least many people will remember him after his death, and his friends and teammates will fulfill his wishes.

If I die, who will remember me? Who can fulfill my unfulfilled wish for me?

Barrett searched in his mind, but found no one. I just wish I could be part of the foggy forest. I have taken so much from it and brought so much to it, and one day I will dedicate myself to it. Barrett comforted himself like this in his heart.

"Ellende's death..." The mage said here, paused suddenly, and took a deep breath, "He shouldn't have died, but in order to save the rest of us..."

The mage ignored Erlund's death, and Barret politely didn't ask any further questions. There was a trace of sadness and solemnity on the face of this 200-year-old old mage, which Barritt had never seen in his previous contacts. It seems that everyone in the 'dirty novel' will involuntarily show such an expression when talking about the name 'Ellend'.

This is very rare, because most adventurers look down on life and death.

Barrett suddenly remembered a sentence, "Death is not the misfortune of the dead, but the misfortune of the living."

He forgot where he heard it, it seemed to be from a book he had read over and over again (such as "Wood Biography - Me and the 3064 'Other Sexes' in My Life"), and it seemed to belong to someone An innocent word. In short, he seemed to have a deeper understanding of this sentence at this time.

You brought joy to everyone while you were alive, and sadness to everyone when you died. The more laughter you bring, the more sadness that follows.

For the first time in his heart, Barrett silently remembered his compatriot who he had never met before.

The half-elf continued on the mage's words, "Ellend hopes that his beloved weapon will stay by his side after his death, it is a double-edged battle axe with the head of a nameless beast carved on the face of the axe. The sharp mouth is like the eyes of a wife when she catches a rape." The half-elf used a very strange metaphor, "Ellend calls it the 'Head Reaper', and he loves the axe more than the most beautiful woman."

Barrett understands this emotion well.

"'Head Reaper' is not a good name, but it is worthy of the name." Estelle pursed his lips, "As for this ring, Erend hopes that we can help him find a Nord, a a fellow Nord, and give the ring to that person."

That person is me?

The dwarf who was leaning against the door in the shadow also suddenly made a voice at this time, and continued to narrate in a hoarse voice, "Ellende said before his death that this ring is only suitable for Nords to wear. That's it... "

The sun shines through the dead chestnut treetops, and then through the window, shining on the ring in the middle of the dining table. The pattern on the surface of the ring is the same as that of Nord's tattoo, reflecting the soft sunlight, which is extremely dazzling.

At this moment, Camille came out of the kitchen with a roast chicken stuffed with sweet corn and mushrooms. She seemed to see that the atmosphere in the restaurant was not right, she crept to the table, glanced at the ring in the middle of the table, then looked at Barrett and Old Will left and right, and then carefully placed the fragrant roast chicken on the table. the edge of the table.

The ogre looked down at the human female who only reached its waist, "When will the roasted clams be ready?" It was a little impatient.

"Ah, I'll be fine soon!" The voice above her head seemed to startle Camille, and the woman raised her head to look up at the tall ogre, "I'll be fine soon." She repeated, and then flew back to the kitchen .

"Through this period of contact, we all thought that it would be a good choice to give this ring to you. I believe that you can use it well and cherish it." Old Will said, from there A small piece of chicken was torn off from the grilled chicken. The chicken was steaming hot, and Old Will blew and blew the torn chicken before putting it into his mouth.

"Well, it tastes good!" The mage nodded in admiration, "Ellende has no relatives, and the few distant relatives he had left at the time also died in the undead that happened around Fort Laffint three years ago. disaster, so you don't need to take any other responsibility for this ring."

Barrett knew about that. Although he has never returned to his hometown since his expedition, as a Nord, he will often keep an eye on the movements of his country. What's more, the impact of the incident was quite large.

It is said that the undead disaster was caused by a mage in the Magic Association named 'Indal the Silent' who specializes in undead. No one knows why he did this. Mage, ideas are always unpredictable.

Many villages around Fort Laffint were slaughtered by the undead during that event, and thousands died throughout the region. Although this mage named 'Silent Indal' was finally taken care of by the 'Arcana Vanguards' sent by the Magic Association, and the association also paid enough compensation for Nord's losses, but when ordinary people talk about this matter , will still be saddened.

Barrett was in a tangled mood at this time. He was not a hypocritical person, but he had clearly stated before that he would not want this space ring because he did not want to be included in the 'dirty novel'.

After that, the other party also made it clear that it doesn't matter if you join or not, we will still give you this ring, because this is to fulfill a wish of our dead team members. Seeing that you are a decent person with big eyebrows and big eyes, I decided it was you.

At this time, I feel very uncomfortable when I say the word "Yes", and I always feel hot in face; but when I say "No", it is even more uncomfortable, and I will regret it in my heart!

Come on, stop being childish, let go of your trumped-up face and dignity, and pick up that beautiful and practical ring, it will benefit both parties. Barrett said to himself in his heart. After all, he is not the kind of hypocritical person, and he made a decision after struggling with less than three breaths.

Barrett reached out and grabbed the ring in the middle of the dining table, "Anyway~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I still have to say thank you. Not only to you, but also to 'him', I owe you a favor.. ..."

"No, you don't owe anyone." The mage shook his head and interrupted Barrett's words, "Sorry, as a mage, I don't like to owe each other. The principle of 'equivalent exchange' is what The basis of order in the multiverse. If you're really upset, trade this delicious roast chicken. How about that?"

"A roast chicken can be exchanged for a space ring?" A rude voice came from the kitchen again, "Ha, I think I'm not far from the richest person in the multiverse."

"Shh, Donnie, don't disturb the communication of the adults." Another woman whispered advice from the kitchen, "There is a Master there."

"Call me boss!" the rude voice retorted, "Are you a preacher?"

A fat face poked out from the kitchen door. Old Will turned his head to greet the fat face, "Good workmanship."

"Thanks for your compliment." Downey leaned out and made a standard aristocratic salute. Then, like a frightened clam, he quickly retracted his body into his 'shell'.

This **** fat Donny is not only fat, but also a woman with long ears and long tongue. Barrett cursed inwardly.

"Then, it's settled." The mage looked at Barrett. "The 'equivalent exchange' should not be based on the value of the exchange, but should be based on whether both parties are satisfied. From this point of view, a There's nothing better than a delicious roast chicken for a space ring."

Barry nodded and didn't say anything more, but put the ring directly on the **** of his left hand.

Just the right size, he thought.

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