Graheide opened his eyes, and the bright sun pierced his eyes.

The groggy feeling gradually faded away, and memories slowly poured into his mind: caves, dragons, alchemists... and underground rivers.

...Yes, the underground river.

He remembered that not long after the alchemist left, the footsteps of the pursuers rang out from the top of the cliff. The soft ladder up and down the cliff had been taken away, and his only way out was the crisscrossing river at the bottom of the cave. Since the water was flowing outward, there must be other intersections. As for whether the intersection can pass by, it all depends on luck.

He walked along the river, and during this time he saw the river water returning from turbidity to clearness at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the end of the road, a stone wall blocked his way, blocking his way. But the water flow was still flowing.

The chasing soldiers' footsteps and shouts had already come from behind. Without hesitation, he hurriedly packed his clothes and jumped down.

As soon as his body entered the river, he felt abnormal. Compared with ordinary water, the water in this river was heavier and gave people greater resistance. Although it looked extremely clear, swimming in it felt like it was entangled by turbid mud. In the years of the Pirate Kingdom, his water quality has improved a lot, but his power still cannot support him to carry packages in such rivers. Helplessly, he could only throw them away and drill towards the bottom of the river regardless of everything.

At the bottom of the river, there was indeed a way out, barely enough to accommodate a person through it. But the moment he crossed the passage, the temperature of the river dropped sharply, and the bone-bone cold penetrated his pores, making its eyelashes almost turn into ice.

He still remembers that alchemist said that kur (kur) is the abbreviation of kur-gal, kur-gal, which refers to the abyss in Sumerian mythology - that is, the underworld.

He felt that he was about to die, his muscles began to twitch quickly, and his heart almost burst out due to the sudden cold.

...He couldn't remember what happened afterwards.

He vaguely remembered that he had climbed up the shore, his clothes had been washed away by the water flow. He was naked and used all his last strength in the cold and humid cave, crawling forward step by step. His nails seemed to be broken during the crawling process, but they did not hurt at all. He felt cold, and he was biting cold.

——He suddenly noticed that he was covered with a fur coat at the moment. The sun shone warmly on his body, and beside him, there was a bonfire for warmth.

"Did I... have a dream?"

"Of course not, fool! These things will be counted in commissions in the future. Don't try to fool them with dreams!"

Osor's voice rang out from the side. Graheide turned his head and saw Osor sitting on a stone, peeling a rabbit's fur with a knife.

Seeing Osor's face, Graheide was furious - this guy should have been watching outside the cave, but the Duke of Aquitaine entered the cave, but others disappeared. He wanted to get up and scold the guy, but after exerting force, he found that he could not hold up at all.

"Don't say that I didn't fulfill my duties and wanted to deduct commissions or something. When I found that the enemy was touched, I immediately shot three arrows into the cave to remind you. But you didn't respond. What can I do?" Osor put the knife on the stone and grinded it a few times. "In addition, what I hate the most is that the commission is deducted. Those who dare to do this are dead now."

So that's it. Graheide looked at the sky and sighed. Osol shot three arrows to warn him, but the cave was too deep and he could not notice it under the cliff.

"How did you find me?" he asked.

"I hid at first, originally hesitating whether to rob the law. After all, this is too risky and the commission you gave is not enough. But if you die, no one can pay us a commission. But afterwards, I saw the enemy's reaction, but it seemed that I had not caught you. So I guessed that there were other exits in the cave. I spent a little time searching and finally found you in another cave on the back of the mountain. At that time, you were as cold as ice, and I thought you were dead. I didn't expect that your health was pretty good and he actually survived."

Osor cut off a piece of raw meat and inserted it into Graheide's mouth with a knife:

"Come on, take a piece to restore your strength."

"You don't even bake it for me?"

"You hired me to fight for you, not to be a chef for you. If you want to eat delicious food, you can bake it yourself. If you let me do it for you, you can only eat raw meat."

Graheide didn't say anything more, bit off the raw meat, put it in his mouth and chewed it.

After Osor handled the rabbit, he skewed wooden sticks and put them on the bonfire and started grilling.

"Is there anything important in the cave?" he asked while roasting the rabbit, "Can you get the money back after taking such a big risk?"

Graheide chewed the meat hard, swallowed it, and said, "That's so important. It's the origin of the magic potion in the Duke of Aquitaine."

"Wow, then we have won the first prize. If you buy a few bottles to sell, you can make a big profit."

"Are you going to join the business?"

"Nonsense, I have also lost a lot of people. After doing so many dangerous things, the savings of you, the little lord, will probably not be enough to pay our commission."

"Okay, then we will continue to cooperate. I am afraid that I can't complete the next action alone."

"As long as you can get the money back, everything is easy to say. Just say, what are you going to do next?"

"Go and kill a beast." Grahyid looked at the sky, "To be precise, he wanted to kill a dragon."

The rabbit fell off Osor's hand with a "clang" and "clang".

"I said," he turned his head to look at Graheide on the ground, "Are you not fully awake yet?"

"It's really a dragon," said Grahead. "I've told you a long time ago that I've seen dragons."

"Well, our enemy is a dragon."

Osol took a long breath and tried to calm himself down. But after a moment, he finally couldn't help but curse:

"What the hell are you kidding me? I'm going to kill a dragon?"

"Isn't it good? Killing dragons is the romance of the knight."

"You are the only knight, I am just a mercenary - no, you are not a knight anymore, you are a lord with territory! Can you give me a little more outrageous?"

"Maybe there is no need for us to confront each other head-on," said Grahead.

"If you don't have a head-on confrontation, you can't kill a dragon even if you attack! I don't think the bow and arrow on my hand can cause any damage to the dragon. To shoot through the dragon's scales, you have to use a bed crossbow??"

"What if you don't use weapons?"

"No weapon? What should I use?"
Chapter completed!