The old men and women who sneaked up had already walked to the door, but heard Fang Yi, who was walking at the end, chatting with Rogil again, and looked back strangely. The radio closest to Fang Yi didn't hear Rogil say anything, but saw Fang Yi suddenly had a big change, and he wanted to come to the place facing Rogil and say something about the "Last King".

"What's wrong with the square?" The sneaky old man walked back from the door. It seemed that Fang Yi was trying to please Rogil, wanting to see if he could help.

Seeing that the team had walked back, Rogil sat next to the table again, grabbed the wine pot and wooden cup on the table, and looked at Fang Yi next to him as if he was nothing. At this time, Fang Yi had some eyebrows in his heart, subconsciously touched his chin, grinned, and sat next to Rogil.

"Mr. Rogil, you said just now that you have been looking for a double-headed python here for a year~" Fang Yi leaned against the table and said with a smile.

The jumping flames of the candle made the old man's wrinkled face look like a ghost. Rogil rarely looked up at Fang Yi and quickly lowered his eyes.

"Although random attribute potion is rare, I don't think it is worth waiting for any pharmacist at a professional level or above for a year. Moreover, the potion required by the advanced professional master alchemist does not have the random attribute potion. I do know that there are two types of "powerful hope potion" and "anti-camp magic array".

Fang Yi looked at Luo Jier talking, and the sneaky old man who was also an alchemist gradually became focused. Luo Jier, who had always ignored Fang Yi, heard the name of the powerful hope potion, and looked at the annoying thief in front of him in surprise. He was obviously surprised that the other party could easily say these two potions.

"So, let me guess, you stayed in the Killer Swamp for so long for some rare treasured materials?" Seeing Rogil's face remained unchanged, just looking at him with a playful smile, Fang Yi's tone changed, "Or it was for the remains in the middle of the swamp?"

The sneaking old men were stunned when they heard Fang Yi's words, obviously unable to associate Rogil in front of him with the mysterious remains. Rogil in front of Fang Yi's expression condensed, and the wooden cup in his hand was gently placed on the thick wooden table.

Fang Yi saw Luo Jier's expression and felt a little relieved. He was afraid that you would be empty in all the four elements of your life without desires and desires, so I couldn't speak out. Now...

"Mr. Rogil, let's make a deal. You want to know what's happening in that ruin, and I want news about the weapons of the Elves," Fang Yi took the elf dagger from his waist, held the handle of the dagger inlaid with gems in his hand, and the leather scabbard gently tapped the tabletop. The familiar and comfortable texture from the handle made Fang Yi feel inexplicably confident, "Does the weapon of the Elves refer to it?"

"How do you know there is a ruin?" Rogil ignored Fang Yi's question and asked instead.

At this time, the calm look he had completely disappeared. He looked directly at the thief in front of him, pressed the table with his left hand, and his body began to lean forward slightly towards Fang Yi's position.

Perhaps because of the owner's height, the stools and chairs in Rogill's house were particularly high. At this time, Rogill, who pressed his left hand against the table, was very strong, and the candles and wine glasses on the wooden table began to shake unnaturally. Fang Yi looked at Rogill, who was almost leaving the round stool, and he felt relieved.

But Fang Yi was a little surprised at this time. He could actually feel that Rogil in front of him was a little nervous, with a hint of depression in his eyes.

"We've been in," Seeing Fang Yi's eyes, the sneaky old man didn't know what the two were talking about, and he also understood that he should appear as a witness, "It's a vast ruin."

"What ruin!" Rogil asked anxiously, his eyes wide open, and he seemed a little incoherent, "How did you get in? The teleportation array on the periphery is gone?"

Fang Yi frowned, and Rogil's expression was obviously not a joke. Could it be that he was referring to the magic that trapped him and his people in the ruins? But shouldn't that be more appropriate to ask him how he got out?

"Equivalent exchange, Mr. Rogil," Fang Yi tapped the table with his fingers. He decided to be safe and gave Rogil a small reminder, and he always had to put some news from the other party's mouth first, "What is the weapon of the elf king you are talking about? What is the history?"

Rogil slowly sat back on the stool, but his body was still tense and his nervousness was revealed, but his words were still calm. "Don't bargain with me, young man,"

Looking at the dagger in Fang Yi's hand, Rogil continued to calmly say: "Not many people know about the dagger in your hand. If you miss this opportunity, I can guarantee that you will never be able to tap the potential of this dagger in your entire life."

Fang Yi's words made his breath tighter - this old guy knew that the elf dagger could be upgraded! Apart from himself, no one in the game knew that this rare weapon from Infinite Trial could be upgraded!?

Fang Yi knew that Rogil was fooling himself. This is a game and it is not a Western fantasy. Can't I buy it if I can't find it? But the opportunity in front of me is really rare. Purposeful search is like finding a needle in a haystack, but it is completely different.

"That's a elves ruin," Fang Yi stared at Rogil's light bulb eyes, but the other party was very calm this time, just sitting there quietly, without seeing anything unusual, "I found a temple of the elves there, where there are two elves' souls..."

Before Fang Yi finished speaking, Rogil's left hand, which was originally holding the wine glass, suddenly relaxed, and it fell on the wooden table with a "clang". The wine in the cup splashed onto the table.

Rogil's originally bent body slowly relaxed, murmured a few words in a low voice, "Elf Relics...Relics", then reached out and grabbed the wine glass at hand, and drank the remaining half of the cup of ale.

"Come up with me." Rogil left a sentence to Fang Yi, then stood up and stepped up the stairs.

Fang Yi put on a dagger and told the sneaking old man on the side: "You should pay attention to the movement outside. The person with the silver scepter immediately notified me through the team channel." After that, he did not care about the puzzled eyes of the three of them, and followed Rogil and went upstairs.

There is no compartment on the second floor, only one hall, which looks even more spacious than the room on the first floor. Four groups of candles are placed in four corners, so you can barely see the surroundings of the hall with tables filled with various bottles and wooden boards with many magic circles.

Rogil sat cross-legged on the wooden floor on the left side of the stairs, waved to Fang Yi, "Can you let me see your dagger?"

Fang Yi hesitated for a moment and did not hand the dagger to Rogil, but pulled the knife out of the sheath. The glimmer emitted from the blade reflected the light from the candle into a light blue.

Although Fang Yi can basically confirm that Rogil in front of him is not a liar or something, the elf dagger is too important to him, and the attributes that can be upgraded are even more rare and he has to be careless.

"Hehe, young people are cautious enough~" Rogil grinned, but his eyes were staring at the sharp blade of the dagger and couldn't move his eyes away. "Sure enough, I guessed that this was the dagger when I looked at the handle of your knife. This way, things made sense."

"Mr. Rogil, do you know that this dagger can be upgraded...it can be advanced. Do you know the specific methods and materials?" Fang Yi asked impatiently. If he could get an epic weapon as soon as possible, it would be awesome. Ordinary heavy armored knights are just a matter of seconds in front of him. With good weapons, many of his plans can be carried out in advance. There is really no reason not to be anxious.

Rogil smiled and pointed to the open space beside him, "What's the hurry? You're so tight? No one dares to do whatever you want here. Don't worry about it. If you want to know the whole story, sit down."

Fang Yi's forehead turned dark. This old man knew the secret of information and mastering destiny. But you thought I was afraid of you when you spoke? - Just sit down.

"The elves around the Sea of ​​Falling Stars mainly live in the vast forests of the Cormier Empire."

When Fang Yi heard the beginning, he knew that it was a stinky and long old story. These older people all had this tone. However, since Old Rogill said it was safe here, Fang Yi felt relieved. He gave the few people downstairs a message, changed his comfortable position, and began to listen to the story with peace of mind.

"They helped Cormier's royal family establish the country in exchange for the retention of the Forest of Kings and their own status. But for many years, Cormier has long fallen apart and lost its glory."

"Many years ago, a hero from the Elf clan took his tribe and crossed the Dragon Lake to the Dragon Coast, leaving behind a series of heroic legends. But he failed to return to his hometown, but stayed in the chaotic but free land of the Dragon Coast forever.
Chapter completed!