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Elizabeth: "The important thing is, if I don't force a dwarf priest, I can find a familiar priest in the priest group. I was originally going to be a divine spellcaster, so the priest group originally selected a good lady to teach me."
Wang: "Will the lady allow you to venture into the sewer?"
Elizabeth sighed, "No, it is. She will also report to my father. That's the thing."
Wang: "Let's think about how to find the dwarf priest. As far as I know, in some big cities, there are dwarf districts in the city, where you can find groups of dwarves and midgets. As for Langdon's situation - at least I didn't see such a district when I toured the city this afternoon."
"The big cities you are referring to are cities like Shallow Water City and Monrovia." The well-informed drow elf blurted out the names of several big cities. "Landon cannot be compared with them, even though Landon may be the largest city in the entire Kusania."
Elizabeth said, "As the Duke and Elector family of Kusania, the city of Langdon should be the largest of all dukes' cities, even larger than the emperor's own city. My two brothers covet the position of duke because there are rumors that the next emperor may be the Duke of Langdon. Mage, you look very excited. Is there anything wrong with what I said?"
Wang waved his hands again and again: "No, no! I just think, you see, so many details come together, the Elector is getting old, everyone knows that he may not live too long, and the emperor of the empire is about to change, and all forces are ready to fight.
"At this time, the court wizard came to Landon County to consult ancient books because the Archaeological Association found a clue! Hey, this is the standard beginning of an adventure! In the bard's story, this is like a background introduction before the adventure begins."
Mark: "And we're about to investigate the disappearance of cats and dogs."
Wang's enthusiasm visibly died down: "Oh... yes, we are looking for a cat."
However, in a blink of an eye, enthusiasm was rekindled: "But we have been attacked once, we are already trapped, and our employer, Her Royal Highness the Princess, is still the weakest of all parties!"
Elizabeth looked up at the sky, her tone a little frustrated: "You're right, we were able to build this base thanks to Bob."
Marika comforted her: "For an 18-year-old girl, you have done very well."
Wang didn't listen to their conversation at all. He continued to talk on his own: "Now, as the beginning of a legendary story, all we need is a name for the villain. The name should sound mysterious and powerful, such as 'Shadow'.
"And it should be pronounced as 'Shadou' in Demonic language, and then a Demonic definite article 'the' should be added in front of it, so it should be pronounced like this..."
The mage paused, took a deep breath, and uttered the word: "theshadou (shocked)!"
Mark: "The Shadou (suspicious)?"
Barbarian: "The Shadou (angry)!!!"
Seeing this, the cat man happily joined in: "TheShadou (jumping for joy)!"
Marika: “Have you had enough fun?”
Elizabeth shuddered, then put down her hand in disappointment.
This did not escape the Wanderer's eyes: "Your Highness, you don't want to join in the fun, do you?"
Elizabeth: "Of course not. I'm not interested in playing house."
Marika's gaze returned to the mage, "Let's get on with the business, and stop making nonsense."
Elizabeth: "I want to ask, are you fluent in demon language?"
Marika frowned, but since it was her allegiance that was asking the question, she ultimately kept silent.
Wang: "Of course, many magic books are written in Demonic Language, especially those evil ancient magic books. In addition, I am also proficient in Dragon Language and Devil Language."
Elizabeth: "You... I just learned the dragon language and it has taken up all my time. How can you be so knowledgeable when you are also 18 years old?"
Wang shrugged. "From my perspective, it's strange that you can't learn this little bit of knowledge."
The drow was shocked. "Your arrogance will be respected by everyone in my hometown. The premise is that you can protect yourself under the threat of force from the drow. Now let's talk business. You should be thinking about where to find dwarves."
"Uh... yes, that's what I meant. In the really big cities, not the big cities in the rural areas of Cosania, there are special dwarf districts in the city. Dwarves like to stay in their own communities, even in human cities.
"But there is no special dwarf district in Langdon City. I didn't see many dwarves when I walked around the city this afternoon. I feel that there are even fewer dwarves than orcs in Langdon City."
Michaela said: "This is because further west from Kusania is the wilderness where orcs and barbarians roam. Orcs attack human villages on the border and rape human women, which then gives birth to half-orcs. Half-orcs are excellent slaves and cannon fodder. There are even legends in the market that some people deliberately breed half-orcs to use as slaves."
Wang: "Thank you for your supplement. Anyway, if we want to find the dwarven priests, we must first find the place where the dwarves gather in the city. Dwarves are creatures who like communities, and they will gather together even if they are only small groups.
"There are two things that can attract dwarves. One is dwarven beer brewed with dwarven barley. This is a kind of barley that can be grown in the mountains. It is the main food crop of dwarves. The brewed beer is the blood and life of the dwarves.
"But there is definitely no such thing in the city of Langdon. In addition to dwarven beer, dwarves also like strong liquor, especially the kind that has no advantages other than high alcohol content."
Elizabeth was shocked: "I thought the second one was an anvil."
"No, although dwarves are keen on making items and smelting iron, that is their business, you know. But beer and strong wine are their life." The king concluded, "So where is the best strong wine in the city? If we find it, we can find all the dwarves in the city. If there is a dwarf priest, he must be there too."
Mark frowned.
Wang looked at him: "Why do you have that expression?"
The answer came from the drow: "Because the best liquor is in the 'Rat Daddy' tavern. We just had a massacre in the square in front of the tavern this afternoon."
Wang: "Will this make this tavern unwelcome to us?"
"No, but... do you want to go over now?"
The king nodded. "Of course, for dwarves, drinking at night is an absolutely indispensable detail of life. If there is a dwarf priest in this city, he must be there now."
Chapter 11 The Reverend Tinker and the Spoon
Elizabeth: "Then let's go now! I'll go home through the portal in the closet and get my spell material bag..."
Marika stared at her seriously: "No, Your Highness, you can't go."
"Why? I also need to gain experience to prepare for the future!" Elizabeth glared at the drow. "If I really have to fall out with my two brothers in the future, it would be better for me to accumulate some experience in using magic to defeat the enemy!"
Wang: "She is right. A novice often cannot cast magic in actual combat because she cannot concentrate and will be distracted by the flashing of swords and sabers."
Marika said nothing but looked totally unfazed.
Elizabeth begged, "Marika, please."
Marika sighed. "Okay. But you have to wear chain mail, like you did this morning."
"Chain mail will affect my spellcasting!"
"I don't think it's necessary for you to cast a spell yourself. You need to change your outer clothes, too. This dress is too conspicuous. I'll go back with you and help you change your clothes."
Elizabeth pouted, but the elf was completely unmoved, and after a moment she could only agree: "Okay."
After the two of them left through the portal in the cabinet, the cat-man looked at Wang and said, "You just said that novices will be distracted by the flashing of swords and shadows and will not be able to cast spells?"
"Yes, my teacher said so."
"So you are not a newbie, right?" The cat-man narrowed his eyes and stared at Wang meaningfully.
Wang: "My teacher taught me since I was a child that as a mage, I should remain calm even when a mountain collapses in front of me. I think it must be because of my teacher's good teaching."
Mark: "What mountain is Taishan?"
"Who knows," Wang shrugged, "My teacher traveled through many planes in the past. Maybe it's a small hill in one of the planes?"
The cat man was shocked: "A great wizard who built his own wizard tower in a private demiplane and traveled in the multiverse, he would be able to fight Lancelot, the Lord of Life, even if he met him, right?"
Wang raised his eyebrows: "I think with my teacher's personality, he should play a tense and exciting game of wizard cards with the Lord of Life."
**
So, around nine o'clock in the evening, the Mage Apprentice King once again stood in the Gallows Square.
Wang: “I feel a lot more hostility than during the day.”
Mark: "You came to the most dangerous area in the entire city of Langdon at night. God knows how many crimes are happening in the darkness nearby."
"Your Highness," the cat-man said softly to the princess in the cloak, "Your breathing is a little heavy. Take a deep breath and calm down. In fact, even in this hopeless area, you will not always be attacked."
Elizabeth took a deep breath obediently.
Wang stared at the curve that rose and fell drastically due to his deep breathing.
Mark: "Oh my god, cover up, or our rogue's dagger will pierce your heart."
"Feel sorry."
After taking a few deep breaths, Elizabeth asked, "Shall we go into the pub now?"
The noise in Rat Father's Tavern can be heard even if you stand in the center of the square. It is a mixture of the bard's music and the loud shouting of many people. On the other side of the square, there is a completely different sound coming from the building with the swan sign.
Wang: “…Do you want me to decide?”
The cat-man said softly, "You are the commander, aren't you?"
Wang: “Okay, let’s go in.”
Just as he finished speaking, the door of Rat Dad's Tavern was opened with a click, and two sturdy men came out carrying some heavy objects and smashed them directly on the ground in front of the tavern.
When the thing fell to the ground, everyone heard a muffled groan.
Wang: "I don't have dark vision, so I can't see it clearly. Did they throw out a bugbear?"
The thing lying on the ground roared immediately when it heard the word "bugbear": "Which bastard called me a bugbear?"
The king nodded, "Yes, it is indeed a dwarf. My master once said that the best way to anger a dwarf is to say that he is a goblin. If you want to anger him further, you should say that he is as tall as a goblin."
The wizard's words took effect immediately. The thing on the ground stood up cursing and recited a word.
Wang: "He seemed to say 'recall'. I'm not sure. I only learned Dwarven to understand the inscriptions on some equipment."
After all, there were no spellbooks written in Dwarven, not a single one.
The dwarf looked confused, he lowered his head and looked at his still bare arms.
At this time, the king performed a magic trick and summoned a ball of light, so that the people without dark vision could finally see clearly that the dwarf was only wearing a pair of shorts, and his solid muscles were completely exposed.
Wang narrowed his eyes and said, "So this is what the dwarves' underwear looks like. I've learned something new."
The rest of the team turned to look at the mage.
Mark: “You should take a notebook and write it down.”
Wang: "I will write this down when I write my memoirs in the future."
As they talked, the dwarf shouted the dwarven word several times, but it was useless. He was getting angry, and suddenly remembered something, and shouted in the common language: "Recall!"
After a flash of light, a full body armor of fine steel appeared on his body, covering his muscular muscles.
The dwarf muttered in Dwarven: "Damn it, why did I use the Common language as the recall activation words? This Gouba armor can't be worn by other races!"
Wang responded in broken dwarven language: "Maybe you were drunk at the time."
Just as the dwarf was about to speak, the door of the tavern opened and a group of scoundrels with unfriendly faces rushed out: "Catch that dwarf just now! He fucking mortgaged a recallable armor!"
The gangster leader suddenly stopped and looked at the dwarf who was within the light of the tavern.
Shorty: "Oh, hey, hello."
The gangster leader pointed at him and shouted, "Go ahead, strip him of his armor!"