"Old Butler Mason is in the bamboo cage in the middle. Be careful, his condition is very bad!" Ilistin curled up and moved out of the bamboo cage bit by bit, climbing down the wooden stake. The elf druid was kind in his heart. Although he was eager to see Qin Lun at this time, he still did not forget the most important thing.

"I understand!" Lago looked at Ilistin curiously, but the elf druid was now disheveled, which made him feel a little disappointed. The thief had heard earlier that Sivo came to the place of death to seek death because of the old housekeeper Mason, and Qin Lun was for the female elf companion in front of him.

After Ilistin climbed down the flagpole, he finally couldn't wait to look at Qin Lun's place, and saw the silver-haired elf looking at him with a familiar smile.

Her eyes slowly wet, and there seemed to be a layer of fog in front of her. On these nights imprisoned by trolls, Yilistin had dreamed of Qin Lun appearing in front of her countless times, but after repeated surprises, she would always be awakened by the noise of trolls and return to the cruel reality.

The silver-haired elves in the dream have different images, both when they are graceful and bloody. However, one thing is the same. The face of the wiser Philal Moonlight is always not so clear, as if covered with a layer of veil.

Whenever she stretched out her hand to grab the silver-haired elf, the person would quietly pull away, making her unable to truly get close.

Qin Lun looked at the extremely haggard Ilistin in front of him, and an inexplicable feeling surged in his heart. The elf druid's dress was very different from before. The ragged clothes were obviously not the druid clothing she was used to wearing, but a set of ordinary mercenary's ragged leather armor.

The Baldur Gate does not prohibit druids from entering, but if you want to truly integrate into that city and become an adventure mercenary, the female elf cannot wear druids' weird costumes for a long time.

The career of a mercenary is very different from that of Ilistin's previous life. The elf beauties who like quietness are afraid that they will not get used to that kind of life. They obviously suffered a lot in the days of finding Qin Lun.

It was difficult for Qin Lun to fully understand his emotions for the first time. It seemed to contain a lot, but it seemed to have nothing. He thought the elf druid would be happy to see him, but Ilistin stood there and didn't look very happy.

"Ilistin!" Qin Lun took two steps forward and summoned carefully.

"Oh?!" Ilistin came to her senses. She immediately realized something. She reached out and touched her hair. She couldn't help but lower her head and asked softly, "Am I ugly now?"

Qin Lun's eyes flashed, and he didn't know what to say for a moment, but he quickly woke up and opened his arms to give Ilistin a hug.

"I'm very smelly!" Ilistin instinctively shrank. Most of the wounds on her body were rotten because they had not been treated with drugs, and they emitted a stinking smell. Even if they were in the troll camp, they still could not offset the smell.

"It's okay!" At this time, Qin Lunfu reached his heart and did not let Yilistin avoid it. He quickly took a step forward, hugged the female elf tightly into her arms, and whispered in her ear: "Thank you for your hard work!"

Tears slid down the elf druid's thin face, and two white marks washed away on its dirty face. Ilistin hugged Qin Lun with his back hand, buried his face in the silver-haired elf's shoulder, and rubbed it hard.

"Feral, I finally caught you!" Under the cold moonlit night, the two elves were like pairs of eternal stone statues hugging each other, as if ignoring time and everything around them.

"It's not in vain!" Mastasha, not far away, raised her head, exhaled a long breath, and murmured softly.

"Tsk!" Idriya, who had just climbed down from the flagpole, happened to see this scene, and couldn't help but curl her lips and give Qin Lun a contemptuous look.

"Hey, what are they doing?" Lago also came down, holding the unconscious butler Mason in his hand, and teased him with a chuckling beside the Highland Elf.

Mastasha glared at him fiercely, then sighed helplessly, approached the two from behind, and greeted softly: "Hey, two, I understand your feelings very much, but how about leaving here first?"

The two people hugged each other seemed to be frightened. Ilistin gently pushed Qin Lun away, buried her head deep in her chest, and leaned tiredly on the shoulder of the silver-haired elf, "Go, don't let your partner fall into danger again."

The group carefully climbed out of the troll camp. This journey of saving people was unexpectedly smooth, and the whole process was not alarmed by a single troll.

Of course, Qin Lun and others knew that their danger had not begun. The test for them would really come after dawn. Although the trolls were not good at tracing enemies, this place was the Troll's Claw Mountains after all, and trolls familiar with the terrain could not completely lose their prey.

The sacrificial festival of the Troll Village is about to begin, and these vicious natives will not let them escape easily. Moreover, the troll camp here is very close to the entrance of the Land of Death, but it is at least four or five days away from the north exit of the winding river.

Along the way, Qin Lun and others not only had to identify the direction, but also avoided the pursuers. Because there were other troll tribes along the way, they could only lie out day and night to avoid these troll camps, which invisibly slowed down.

Once discovered by the trolls behind you or the troll tribes along the way, there will be a few more fierce battles waiting for them. Perhaps it is just a matter of time.

After joining Rick and others, the happiest person was Sif Hulan.

"Old Mason, you are still alive! Thank you, thank you, thank you everyone!" Sifer took the skinny old housekeeper from Lago in surprise, thanking everyone with tears and snot.

In fact, since the day he lost the old housekeeper, he never thought that he could still see this old man who had been taking care of himself since childhood. Several failures in organizing the mercenary team also made his mental state almost collapsed, which made him unwilling to go back to his hometown of Taser and keep getting drunk in the tavern.

"Master Sifu, am I dead?!" Perhaps it was because of the bump just now, or perhaps because of hearing Sifu's voice, the old man who had been unconscious finally opened his eyes and a trace of abnormal redness appeared on his face.

"No, Mason, I'm here to save you!" Sife wiped his face and helped the old housekeeper up with tears and laughter.

"Sifer, let Hill see Butler Mason!" Looking at the old butler's unusual face, Qin Lun frowned slightly and pulled Hill up.

Hill has now transferred to the second level, and her profession is Chaos Priest. Although this is not a pure auxiliary priest, it is also a priest class after all, and naturally has healing skills. Otherwise, if you only have to talk about damage skills, Hill would rather directly change to a mage or warlock.

"He is in a bad condition, he is too old, and he is almost exhausted." Hill observed Mason for a moment, and couldn't help but smile and shake his head.

"Is there any help?" Qin Lun whispered to Hill, while paying attention to prevent Sivo from hearing it, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

"A human lifespan is like a candle. Once it is burned, the help of other external objects will not be much useful." Hill shrugged and sighed helplessly.

"It's really hopeless? Is our apostle's recovery medicine not good?" Rand came over and said regretfully, "I finally rescued..."

"There is also a rescue, but the medicine is useless. Another method must be used!" A strange light flashed in Hill's eyes, and he said with a chuckling, "If I hadn't been here, he would have been saved by a priest in the orderly camp."

Hill's method is the Dark Contract. As the Chaos Priest, he was in the world of Torrell, and his false belief was a certain abyss demon god, and he did not even belong to the human god system.

With the help of the Dark Contract, Hill can delay Mason's life for a while, but this comes at a price. Even if Mason signs this Dark Contract, he may not live long, at most, only a few years, and it will be very painful when he dies.

Fortunately, Hill's belief is fake, and this dark contract is also fake. When Mason dies, his soul will not be harvested by the Abyss Demon God. But if the Abyss Demon God discovers it in advance, the old housekeeper will die directly.

"Sifer, please let me tell you and let Hill say a few words to Mason." Qin Lun pulled away the noble young man and asked Hill to communicate with Mason in person. Of course, this dark contract must be willing to do so.

"Haha, I know my physical condition. It's already God's eyes to see the young master again. If I could take care of the young master for a few more years, what's the point of suffering!" Mason seemed extremely calm after confirming that the Dark Contract would not allow the Abyss Demon God to harvest his soul.

The old man has lived for so many years, and the only thing he can't let go is perhaps Siphet who grew up watching him grow up.

The magic fluctuations in signing the Dark Contract attracted the attention of Mastasha, Vinny and others. However, they were very clever and did not ask much. Everyone knew Mason's situation. No matter what they believed in, they could not object to help the old man at this time.

"I feel much better. What a magical spell!" Mason felt the vitality in his body and opened his eyes wide in surprise. As soon as the dark contract was signed, his spirit recovered at an obvious speed and could stagger up by himself.

"Okay, let's go!" Rick glanced at the troll camp vigilantly, lowered his voice and greeted everyone to leave.

"Ilistin, I will support you!" Qin Lun took advantage of the gap just now and had already supplemented some recovery medicines to the elf druid.

"No, follow everyone, Idriya and I will go with you." Surprisingly, the elf beauty refused, and smiled and supported each other with the female knight. "When you were away, Idriya had been living and dying with me. Now that I have found you, it's time for me to take care of her."

"Hey, just follow that guy. I am a believer of Lauvita. This difficulty may be the test of the goddess on me, and I don't need anyone to take care of me." Although Idriya said this, she rolled her eyes on Qin Lun proudly.
Chapter completed!