Gnome magician Greens Mumu thought he avoided the sight of Ranger Carl, and then used his spell to invisible and entered the jungle. He casts tracking spells on "that human". As long as he is still within fifteen miles, he can know the clear position and sense the approximate direction within thirty miles. With only three hours of time difference, he cannot escape from this range.

Through indirect attacks, he found some information about this human being. "Mike" is a person who cannot even explain the word "in a common language", and the biggest possibility is the visitor from the outside world, and he is also the most inexperienced guy. The suspicion of the dwarf has been certified by the Ranger, but he has not been able to find out how Mike arrived in this world.

"It seems that the salt-making technology is also from another world. How can it be done if it is not used to benefit the world?" The illusionist felt that his reason was sufficient and he could not delay the happiness of creatures in the world. So he summoned a mount and began to speed up the pursuit.

A pure white dog appeared in front of him, lowered his head and prepared for service conscientiously. The animals created by summoning mount spells do not need to eat, drink or rest. They are also equipped with all saddles and reins, and are even more docile than real mounts when riding. However, the magic ability of the dwarf is only enough to maintain about six hours of magic time.

It was dark six hours later, and even if there was a mount, it would not be possible to continue chasing, so such a short maintenance time would not delay anything. The dwarf rode on the back of the big dog, patted his head with his hand and embarked on the journey. He opened his backpack and placed the possible scroll outside to the outside and placed it in a place that was easy to grab.

Charming humans was the first spell he thought of. This spell could change Mike's perception of himself and become like a good brother who could talk about everything. Maybe after a while, Mike could fully speak out the salt-making technology. After that, would he let him go?

The dwarf has not made up his mind yet. He hopes to persuade Mike not to get involved in the salt making industry. The alchemy salt of the elves is not just a product. Many merchants and stakeholders form a huge network, closely monitoring whether there will be any disruptors. It is not a relationship that a newcomer can shake.

Mike will definitely be swallowed by these people, and even the scum will not be left. If you watch him walk on this "dead road", it is not a friend's obligation.

In fact, the gnome village may not be able to completely resist the attacks that may come from the elves, and cannot expect the illusion barrier outside the village. For the beasts in Kangjian Forest, those illusions are enough to isolate them, but facing the elves who are more proficient in magic, the barrier is as meaningless as an unlocked door.

After thinking about it, it is better not to involve the village. All the risks are to be borne by oneself. The dwarf thinks that although he is small, he is very responsible. He fantasized about returning to the village, carrying a large amount of supplies that can expand the barrier, and then being warmly welcomed, and couldn't help but smile.

He felt that Mike was basically no longer moving and was only moving within a very small range. Looking at the sky, it was almost dusk, and the other party was likely to be preparing for camping. Seeing that he didn't bring much stuff when he left, he must be very busy now.

Since he knew this, he also consciously slowed down a little. Riding a summoning dog does not consume any physical strength at all, but there are often bushes, thorns and other plants blocking the road in the forest. Summoning mounts are not as smart as real mounts. They do not know the pain and do not know how to avoid them. They often bring wounds to dwarfs. Dwarfs do not want to appear in front of the enemy with scars, and the smell may expose themselves. So he concentrates on commanding the mounts to walk and choose those easy-to-go paths.

When it was dark, he was sure that he had caught up with Mike. A long distance away, he could smell a faint smell of food, but he couldn't tell whether the barbecue was meat or fungi. The dense trees blocked the view, but he could still see the faint light of fire flashing.

A low triangular shed was built with a few branches beside the campfire, which was only enough to lie down under it. A pile of grass leaves were spread randomly on the shed, and the gap exposed in the middle was enough to stretch a fist. If it rained, the shed was useless and could not resist the invasion of rain.

Zhao Mai's back was facing the bonfire, curled up in the shed, and was sleeping sweetly. Ge Jia was his pillow, and his shield was used as a wall, blocking the direction of the back of his head and affecting the dwarf's sight. However, with the help of the bonfire, the dwarf seemed to have seen a dagger and an axe, all placed beside Zhao Mai's legs. He was wearing a full set of clothes and did not take off his shoes, which was the right choice.

The salt-skin bag is next to the bonfire, which should be taken to prevent moisture. However, in this way, the salt powder under baking will emit some odor, which is enough to attract animals with a keen sense of smell. Whether it is a leopard or a tiger, they will come and take a look. Besides, there is also the aroma of barbecue here, I really don’t know if this Mike is looking for death.

The dwarf approached carefully, pricking his ears and listening to the sounds around him. Suddenly, a strange music entered his ears, soothing and graceful music, lyrics that he could not understand were different from any music he knew.

Looking in the sound, a luminous object is placed next to the shield, about the same size as a human palm. The music comes from there, and there seem to be rows of words scrolling upwards. When you listen carefully, the music is filled with lightness and holiness, which makes people unwilling to relax, just want to constantly intoxicate and immerse themselves in it.

"A effect similar to sleep spells?" The dwarf bit his lip and secretly raised his vigilance. He did not believe that Mike would be a spellcaster, otherwise he would not be indifferent to the tracking spell he cast. The dwarf disbanded his mount, cast the stealth technique again, and approached the fire carefully.

There are two stumble ropes made of vines hidden between the roots of the tree, which serves as a simple alarm. However, this trick cannot be hidden from the dwarf. He can walk over by trying to lift his legs. The fallen leaves on the ground are a little slippery, and there is too much moss nearby. But it is not without its benefits. At least the sound becomes quieter when walking.

The spell of charming humans needs to be close to the other party before it can be cast. It can only be within ten meters. It is best to look at the other party's eyes and stare at the other party's expression. The dwarf came to the fire and felt that the distance was almost the same, so he took out his wand and started chanting the spell.

The sound of gurgling and the sound of burning fire mixed together, and a red beam of light shot on Zhao Mai. The red light outlined the curve of his body's lying position, and then dissipated in all directions like a blown dandelion.
Chapter completed!