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"I've heard some rumors about this."
Edward's face became serious and he warned Fang Jin: "It seems that someone had already tried to help solve the problem with the idea of pleasing that Lord.
Unfortunately, he was never seen in the camp again.
I doubt that Lord Dargon wanted someone to do it. , the risk is quite high, I don’t recommend you try this method unless you absolutely must see him.”
"Is it dangerous?
I understand."
Fang Jin nodded and expressed his gratitude to Edward for the reminder.
Although his judgment was the same as Edward's, Fang Jin still tended to pay a visit.
Just because other indigenous warriors couldn't do it, didn't mean he couldn't do it either.
What's more, if what the other party wants to do is really dangerous, Fang Jinda doesn't have to help, or he can delay the time.
The initiative of choice is in his hands After leaving Edward, Fang Jin visited Percy and Gary one after another.
He made some insinuations and asked about the gold-level mage Dargon.
Fang Jin finally made a decision after learning that the other party was just unwilling to take care of things, rarely showed up, had no other negative comments, and was not a weird or violent person.
A quarter of an hour later, Fang Jin opened the relatively luxurious courtyard in the center of the camp.
Along with the sound of flapping, a cute black owl flew out from behind the door, looked Fang Jin up and down, there was obvious doubt in his brown eyes, and asked in a tired tone that was obviously sleep-deprived: "Who are you?
" The owl is talking If it were the earth in the old civilization era, this scene would probably not shock people.
However, in the apocalypse where anything can happen, and even in the twilight world where magic comes from, everything seems very normal.
What's more, when Fang Jin was previously invited to He'an Base, he had received the promise and protection of Black Trader No. 0682.
At that time, the black businessman turned into an owl.
Fang Jin, who watched him complete the transformation with his own eyes, was not surprised at this talking owl.
He said politely: "I am an Easterner who just lived here in the Serero Islands.
My name is Fang Jin.
I would like to visit Master Dargon."
"Oh, so you are the new guests at the camp.
No wonder I have never seen you."
The owl's information was unexpectedly well-informed.
However, even after confirming Fang Jin's identity, Owl still had no intention of letting go.
It waved its wings and said slightly impatiently: "Master Mage is busy and does not want to entertain outsiders.
Please come back.
Next time, remember to visit at night.
I have to be busy and rest during the day."
Sure enough, this is the result.
Before Fang Jin spoke, he had guessed that this scene might happen.
Seeing that the owl was showing signs of chasing people away, he quickly said: "I heard that Lord Dargon is looking for someone to help with something.
I don't know if I can help you."
"You want to help" Owl suddenly became energetic, looked at Fang Jin carefully, and said: "If this is the case, I can help you inform.
But, what is your strength?"
Obviously, it doesn't think highly of Fang Jin's abilities.
"Don't be impatient yet."
Someone else might be a little angry at being slighted by an owl, but Fang Jin didn't take it seriously.
He stopped the owl that was about to turn around and fly into the house, and said: "How about you tell me in general what Lord Dargon wants to do?
If I think I can do it, it won't be too late for you to report it." .
If that doesn’t work, you can stop disturbing Lord Dargon once, what do you think?”
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"That's right."
The owl tilted its head and thought for a while, then agreed to Fang Jin's proposal and said to him: "Actually, it's nothing complicated.
It's just that the owner has some valuable things.
When he broke out from the old camp and moved here, he left them in the same place in a hurry. .
If possible, I hope you can sneak into the ruins of the old Lingxing Lake camp and retrieve the items that the owner left there." looking for something Fang Jin breathed a sigh of relief.
From the owl's mouth, the task did not sound difficult or responsible.
It was just a matter of running an errand.
But is that really the case?
He thought for a few times and asked: "Are the ruins of the old Lingxing Lake camp dangerous?
I heard that the place was attacked by an army of evil beasts not long ago.
Is it possible that there are still evil beasts entrenched there now?"
The owl flapped its wings and said leisurely: "The army of evil beasts generally does not stay in one place.
But what is certain is that there must be evil beasts remaining on the ruins of the old camp.
As for the specific situation, I can’t tell you, then, your decision is” "go" Fang Jin weighed it up and said to the owl: "Please inform Lord Dargon and say that I am willing to help him handle this matter."
The owl simply said "wait here", slammed the door, turned around and flew into the depths of the house.
It took a full five minutes for the closed door to reopen.
The owl tilted its head to Fang Jin, motioning to follow him, and led him into the courtyard of this gold-level mage.
From the outside of the yard, this simple building has nothing to do with luxury, and its area does not exceed one hundred square meters from the sky.
But in fact, after entering the house, Fang Jin discovered that there was something different inside.
Complete room divisions such as empty and towering roofs, luxurious crystal chandeliers, oil paintings full of otherworldly styles, animal head carvings of bear monsters, hall, study, meditation room, etc.
All I can say is that he is worthy of being a gold-level mage from the twilight plane.
From what Fang Jin had seen in the last days, the folded space in his magic spire could be compared to the house in front of him.
After waiting patiently on the chair in the living room for a few minutes, a middle-aged mage wearing a gray robe and looking a little thin and withdrawn walked in from outside the living room.
Seeing Fang Jin immediately stand up and pay tribute, the middle-aged mage moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something to greet the visiting guests, but in the end he was unable to complete such a difficult task.
He could only give up on himself with a dry cough, put on a dull expression that he was most familiar with, and nodded coldly.
"It seems like this person is not easy to deal with."
Seeing the repulsive behavior of the gold-level mage in front of him, Fang Jin felt a little frightened, and said bravely: "That's it, I am an Eastern professional who has just arrived in this camp."
He repeated what he had said to the owl before, including a brief introduction to himself and his intention to visit.
"Are you willing to go to the ruins of the old camp and help me retrieve the items I left behind?"
Dargon looked at him coldly, and after a while he asked noncommittally: "We probably had no friendship before, and you just came to the camp.
You are so active, you must ask me for help with something."
It was seen.
Fang Jin simply stopped hiding it and said frankly: "What Lord Dargon said is true.
The reason why my two friends and I came here is because we heard that there was a glow of tears of souls here not long ago.
I don't know if you know the meaning of soul tears."
"Tears":