"If it's correct, this thing should be yours." Chris took out a streamlined one-handed axe and handed it to Barrett, "You may not know that the survivors of San Nino City intend to I will enshrine this axe and make a four-meter-high bronze statue for you."

"Why?" Barrett asked casually. He took the resonating battle axe that was lost and found, and touched the smooth surface of the axe with great treasure. Do you miss me too? The barbarian asked the Resonating Tomahawk in his heart.

Of course I do! I think every day, can't sleep at night! He answered in his heart for the Resonating Tomahawk

I still remember a blacksmith who had forgotten his name once said, "Weapons also have souls!" Barrett agreed with this sentence.

In his opinion, there is no essential difference between getting along with weapons and getting along with people. It is a process from unfamiliar to familiar. Some people (weapons) will make you feel like you hit it off, and you can be glued to each other in a very short period of time, while some people (weapons) will still feel that they are indifferent to each other even if they have been with you for a long time. There is even a bit of disparity.

"Why? Of course it's in memory of you, the good man who sacrificed to save them." The little mage smiled teasingly, "They also plan to name your bronze statue, what is it called 'Devil Slayer'? It might be 'slayer', or something similar, I left in a hurry and didn't remember it very well."

"Those people thought I was dead?"

"It's not just them, including the association, and almost everyone who knows about this." Chris' expression suddenly became a little weird, "However, maybe the will of the multiverse doesn't want you to be so fast. Just die." His words seemed to mean something.

The will of the multiverse? What does this refer to? Barrett skipped the strange word, "This..., will the residents of San Nino stop building that statue? It's embarrassing. Seriously, I really don't want them to do that."

"Don't worry, the statue had to be put on hold as soon as the materials were assembled, because no one can tell you exactly what you look like." Chris took out two fresh peaches and threw one to Barrett, "The painter followed some There were no less than ten first drafts of the survivor's description of you, and it was revised many times later, but no one could be sure which one was you."

Chris threw the peach in his hand into the air, but when he picked it up, the direction was a little skewed. The pink peach slid away from his palm, and it was about to smash to the ground. But just when the peach was less than three fingers off the ground, it suddenly stopped against gravity, and slowly flew back to Chris's palm.

The little mage grabbed the peach and rubbed it on his robe casually, "I read those first drafts, and each one is similar to yours, but each one also lacks a lot of feeling. After that The people of San Nino City found the association again, and I hope we can provide some information about you. The association has already agreed and planned to build a bigger one, but then they learned that you are not dead and still in the dead. After the news of hell, it was decided to shelve the proposal for the time being."

The little mage took a bite of the peach and said vaguely, "After all, according to the description of the soul merchant who provided the information, the devils here should not know what you have done, and it would be bad if they were aware of it. "

put on hold? Best to put it on hold forever. Barrett looked at the peach in his hand and took a big bite. The fresh, sweet juice suddenly overflowed in his mouth, and slid down his esophagus into his stomach, shaking Manzi's tired body.

Afterwards, the little mage and Barret talked a lot about what happened to the main material plane after he came to hell.

For example, what happened to the nobles who colluded with the devil: one nobleman was found dead in the rubble caused by the explosion of the gates of hell, while the other disappeared completely.

There was no body of the guy at the scene, but the investigators dug up another secret passage leading to the underground in a ruin near the central area. The end point of this secret passage is a splendidly decorated secret room, but the investigators did not find the escaped guy in the secret room, but only found a completely destroyed teleportation circle.

Later, the association thoroughly explored the secret room with the 'time trace' spell, and found that there was a woman who was not mentally detained in the secret room. And after the scarred noble scum entered the secret room, he quickly escaped through the teleportation circle with the imprisoned woman.

At present, the association and the Holy Arathor Kingdom are looking for that nobleman on the whole continent, and the extremely high bounty has made a large number of adventurers actively participate in it.

And when the little mage revealed the specific amount of the bounty, Barrett's heart beat several times. He believed that if those gold coins were converted into souls, maybe the devils would directly confess the trace of the nobleman, if they knew.

"What are your plans after you go out?" The little mage wiped his hands stained with peach juice on his clothes, but the dirty robe returned to new again after a few seconds.

"After all, I have to rest for a while." Barrett looked forward to his life after returning to the main material plane. "Why do you ask this?"

"I remember that you didn't want to go to the elf holy land 'Los Luolin' to recast your corroded and damaged saber?" said the little mage, "Is there any such plan now?"

"Of course!" Barrett answered solemnly. It is the good 'girl' that has been with me for the longest time. "Your underground mission is over?"

"It's over." The little mage sighed, "If I stay longer, I guess I'll probably go crazy, or I can't help but burn the mind of the chattering mind flayer into a fragrant brain flower before I go crazy. ."

"If you really plan to do this, you'd better call me in advance." Barrett teased lightly, "I haven't tasted what the mind flayer mastermind is like. This evil race doesn't like sucking other creatures very much. I would really like to see the expressions on their faces when they find out that they are actually the one who was being sucked." He didn't like the mind flayer element.

"Haha, you think too much, what kind of expression can the head of the octopus make, at most it is a few tentacles squirming around." The little mage laughed, "After you have rested, we will go to the elf holy land together. I happen to have something to do there too."

"This couldn't be better." Barrett stretched his waist and suddenly remembered another thing, "Wait, before I go, I have one more thing to deal with in San Nino."

"whats the matter?"

"My appearance~lightnovelpub.net~ Barrett pointed to his face," It doesn't seem abrupt here at all, but after returning to the main material world, there will definitely be a lot of trouble. "Then he told the little mage all the reasons for the special alchemy potion.

"Oh? Listening to you, that person is obviously a wizard in potions." The little mage was quite interested in this. "I would really like to meet that person. You know, potions are the most learned in my alchemy system. Good branch, I think we should have a good chat, just don't know if he is still alive."

I hope! "Probably still alive." Barrett said uncertainly. Although the mansion of the countess was also within the scope of the dark red curtain, it was located at the edge of the curtain, far from the center, and was relatively safe. And that pharmacist likes to hide in the basement all the time, so there shouldn't be any problem.

"That's it. After you rest, go to the floating city to find me. Let's go to the holy city of San Nino in the holy Arathor to meet the pharmacist wizard, and then turn to the elf holy land." The little mage said, "There's no way to make a teleportation array when we go to the Holy Land of Spirits. We can choose to travel through the vast Vast Sea Grassland, or take a boat to land in the eastern part of the Holy Land Forest."

"Okay." Barrett nodded and moved his stiff neck.

"However, all of this has to wait for you to get out of **** first." The little mage stood up, "you have a good rest, I plan to go shopping in the city. I only heard of it before, but I have never been to hell. Well, I don't know where my soul will go when I die again."

Die again? Barrett wondered about the little mage's words, but didn't ask any further.

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