In the afternoon, Dagon left the hotel and inquired all the way to the horse farm called Yuechi. The double-open iron gate here is enough for three carriages to enter and exit at the same time. You can imagine how big it was in its heyday. It was just that time went by and time went by. The place where the king raised horses became a playground for chickens and dogs to chase and white geese to dominate.

The door was half open, and there were only animal footprints around it. No one had taken care of it, so the animals occupied it. Dagon entered through the main entrance and stood in the open courtyard. The smell of rotten thatch and poultry manure came from the wind. Perhaps because he was frightened by the sharp blade of the hunting axe, neither dog nor geese had the mood to guard the house and hid early. More than a dozen chickens flapped their wings and flew away from the broken hole of the brick wall, and one of them fell an egg.

The lucky egg fell on the waist-high thatched grass and did not break it, and it happened to be used for dinner. But before Dagon could walk over, a weasel rushed out of the corner of the wall and took the egg away. Dagon shook his head and persuaded himself not to dream of taking advantage of it, so he continued to investigate the horse farm as planned and understand the surrounding terrain.

There are people everywhere here, but the cavalry can only come from the gate. After all, the facilities such as horse farms, walls, fences, etc. were still there, and the internal courtyards and houses were separated by the locations of the houses. If many people came on horseback, Dagon believed that he had enough time to escape.

He soon found the gentle slope he had agreed to meet. On the top of the slope there was a flat ground made of stones, six meters square, which was a very good outdoor dining place. The original residents here also thought so, because there were circular carbon pits that specialize in making fires on the stone platform, and there were traces of friction between tables and chairs on the ground. Dagon looked at the environment here and guessed Lan Li's idea, so he removed some wooden boards from the abandoned buildings nearby, split them into thin strips, and found some hay that was convenient for fire-driven, and pressed them aside with the stones.

He waited quietly, sitting there, meditating. Every time he completed a mana cycle, he stood up and moved a little, and took this opportunity to review other mana cycle movements. The Yong character rune is light and not lit, and Dagon does not rely on it, but he also needs to exercise it.

At night, there were no stars or moon in the night sky, so it was impossible to tell when it was. At this moment, looking at the sky, layers of dark clouds came over, as if the mountain peaks were crossing over to cover the dome. In a trance, Dagon seemed to have returned to the ground, and he was in the huge cave of the ancient city. But when he returned to his straight look, he woke up from the trance. He was still in a dilapidated abandoned horse farm of mankind, rather than in the ancient city of origin of the dwarfs.

Lanley came, alone, holding a horse. She was a half-elf, and could see clearly in the glimmer of light than humans, but tonight was different. The sky was too dark, and without artificial light sources, she could only see the outlines of things vaguely, so she brought a lantern.

"On here." Dagon took the initiative to speak out and stood on the platform on the top of the slope to form a prominent outline, making it easier for Lanley to discover him. Soon, the two met.

"You've come long ago?" Lanley asked. She threw the reins on the ground and the horse stopped, as if there was an invisible stake to tie it. On each side of the saddle was a bulging sack, which might be Dagon's stuff inside, but is there so much?

"I've been here long ago, it wasn't dark at that time," said Dagon. "You suggested that I don't wander around town today, so I had to stay in the hotel. It was so boring that I decided to come out early and get some breath."

"Well, you're telling the truth." Lanli said: "It's too dark here, and it's colder than I thought. Can you light a fire for me?"

Dagon nodded, took out flint and iron sheets from his pocket, wiped out the flames, and then carefully lit the bonfire.

"Huh? The fuel is ready?" Lanli asked with a smile, "Did you happen to be ready to drink?"

"No." Dagon shook his head. "I don't know if I have to prepare for drinks."

"It's okay, I happened to bring it." Lanley took out a bottle of wine and two cups from the sack next to the saddle, and then there was a dining basket pressed with a blanket. "Come on, please help me, you're basically polite!"

Soon the blanket was spread on the ground, the lady sat on it, and the dining basket was next to it. Just as Dagon took out the sausage, cheese and bread slices inside, Lanley took off her boots and stretched her slender legs, which were slightly thin. Her toes were right next to Dagon's thighs, moving mischievously, as if the bird's nest was lying in a bird's nest waiting for feeding.

"I always want to marry a dwarf," Lanli said suddenly: "Dwarfs have a long life. When the half-elves pass through their entire lives, they will only have very little changes, and they will still be the one who likes me the first time. Elfs are not good. None of them really respect half-elves, and they will never waste their true feelings on short-lived races."

"It is possible to remember a pet puppy, remember a dog tail grass?" Lanli shook her head: "I don't talk about elf anymore, I think you're pretty good."

Even though he faced with millions of swords, Dagon could come up with a solution, but he had no idea how to deal with this kind of thing. In Jian Gucheng, he tried every means to avoid blind dates with the girl from the Huogu family, but now someone came to him.

He frowned and thought hard, thinking, thinking that it would be better to tell the truth. Perhaps the truth would hurt people, but it would only cause certain wounds at present and would not have profound hidden injuries.

"I don't know what to say, but I don't want to marry you."

"I know." Lanli pointed to her red eyes and said, "Do you know what these eyes are?"

"Red eyes." Dagon tilted his head and handed her a roasted sausage, which was naturally refused.

"These eyes are called the Eyes of Reality, and they come from the elves' 'noble' Yalan family bloodline. If I were an elf, then you should call me a princess. But I am a half elf, and you can call me anything."

"Landley," said Dagon, "I still call you this name because it sounds pretty good."

"You dwarf is very strange, always telling the truth." Lanley giggled, but tears in her eyes. "The real eye can see through lies and through illusions. It is very sensitive to unreasonable details. I saw from the beginning that the man wearing male makeup around you was a girl, and I also knew that the reason you came to Baima Town was not traveling or drinking. I think you are a spy, a spy, and maybe a gang of robbers came to investigate, but everything you said to me is true."

"Wow, no wonder you are the sheriff." Dagon blinked and said, "Do you think Borge is a good person?"

"No." Then Lanley added: "But I haven't seen a few good people."

"Then why are you still following him?" Dagon was a little confused: "A foolish mine manager may go into danger, while a bad mine manager will create danger for you. Although it is not the best, in comparison, you would rather follow a kind fool."

"This is your dwarf's proverb? But the elves don't say that. They say: abilities lead to success, vulgarity and mediocrity." Lanley said: "With Borge, I will become a sheriff, and the next step will be a nobleman, so I don't have to be a inferior mixed race anymore. But I hope to be the wife of the dwarf, so that I will have love and protection throughout my life. Did I say it just now? Until I die, my partner will still be a young man."

Dagon scratched his beard and decided to tell the truth. "The Jiangu people will marry one in their lifetime. If you die, the Jiangu people will be alone until they grow old. Isn't that a bit selfish?"

"If I gave him a lot of children, he would not be lonely. If he still felt lonely, anyway, he would think that I was a kitten and puppy who had been raised for a while. If I died, would he care about him?"

Lan Li was excited or angry. When she talked about life and death, her tone was very calm, as if she had already thought about all of this. Dagon was completely silent. He had never considered these things. He had zero experience and lacked knowledge, so he shut up obediently.

"If you promise to marry me, I will help you rescue all the people from the Golden Dog Chamber of Commerce."

Dagon widened his eyes. Apart from the bonfire, the eyes suddenly turned into the two brightest things in the night.

"You know?"

"I didn't know at first. My eyes knew that what you said was the truth. I really thought your stuff was cheated by the Chamber of Commerce, so I went to search. I found your package, armor and family-born pot. I found the name on the bottom and lid of the pot to confirm that you were completely correct, but I found this again." Lan Li took out an account book from her arms, which was the book that Maipu kept for the caravan.

"There are your name on it, and the records of the rewards, dividends and debt transactions given to you by the caravan. You are not simply walking with the caravan, but a member of the caravan, who started to join Jian Gucheng."

"I thought about your words carefully. You didn't say that the caravans had deceived you, but said that you were taken away by robbers and liars. You are a scammer who tells the truth, just like a street artist who uses tricks, using tricks and misleading methods. But they mislead with cheats, and you mislead with truth. You are very awesome."

"I do want to save them." Dagon simply admitted, "Borge's men killed innocent residents, falsely accused the caravan of robbers, and forced them to be taken away. Borge also gave the caravan leader a knife, right at the left chest."

"I don't know they did this outside, but you're telling the truth." Lanley asked with some confusion, "I know how many people have died recently, and they've still killed people outside?"

"In the distance, the Meili family. Those who raise rabbits can also stew rabbits."

"Oh, their family... they don't pay taxes, they should be executed according to the law."

“What tax?”

"They sold stewed rabbits and rabbit leather products to Earl Ball of the Boar Castle, and did not pay cross-border taxes to Baron Borge. We sent the tax officer, and the tax resistance was to hang."

"Is the hanging judged by the lord or confirmed by the tax officer? Can the tax officer slaughter all the people who think they are resistant to taxes with a knife?"

"This is wrong, but what does it have to do with you?" Lan Li shook her head, patted her thigh and said, "You are going around, don't you want to answer my questions?"

"Save people? Marry you?" Dagon thought to himself, how could he return to this embarrassing question. "How about you help me save people, how about I introduce the Jiangu people? Honest, interesting, young and able to take care of people."
Chapter completed!