Frilian: Starting with Wind Spirit and Moon Shadow, Playing Through the Heavens

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"Is this the [island]?"

Meanwhile, after putting immense pressure on the island's owner, Ronan and his group finally made it ashore.

However, unlike yesterday, there were two fewer people in the Canary's team.

The girl who loved eating mushrooms and the werewolf have disappeared.

Mislen's response was that he was not used to the local environment and would need to wait a while before he could enter the island.

In fact, they had arrived here in the early hours of the morning using disguise.

Ronan's senses covered a range of two hundred kilometers, so he naturally knew about this, but he didn't reveal it.

After all, whatever their purpose in entering the maze.

Whether you kill the master of the labyrinth or find the book that seals the demon, you will eventually have to bring the book out.

At that time, you can save some of your energy and brain cells.

"It's so lively! So, where should we go next?"

"Should we experience the local customs and culture, or go straight to the maze?"

Ronan glanced at the crowd around him, then looked at Celia. Because someone was "helping" him, he wasn't in a hurry.

Celia frowned slightly, pondering as she said:

"Suit yourself, but..."

She changed the subject, looking at the group of Canary.

"Do you want to stay with us? Let Hisheys and Milsilr stay."

"The rest of you should go about your business and not stay around us; you're ruining the atmosphere."

Patadru was somewhat unwilling upon hearing this, but remembering the plan her captain had devised yesterday, she could only accept it.

"Yes." Mislen clenched her fist, turned and left, silently following behind, but before leaving, she gave Ronan a deep look.

He thought that even if Hissworth had betrayed him, Milcirill should still be able to keep an eye on things.

Hopefully, she still remembers the code she established decades ago, the secret language that allows information to be understood through tapping without speaking.

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"Go in."

On the other side of the island, Lysion, carrying Freych, was about to enter the labyrinth.

Because using a familiar will occupy her field of vision, someone must accompany her.

The two of them are a perfect match.

"The plan this time is to go deep into the fifth level, which is the last level that adventurers have explored so far."

“There, some people claim to have seen the so-called Lord of the Labyrinth, the Mad Mage.”

"This news is from a year ago."

"Although it's somewhat outdated and we're unsure if it's true or not, it's our only chance."

"Frech, are you ready?"

Fridge grumbled that she wasn't prepared because the team leader hadn't allowed her to bring mushrooms on this mission, so she wanted to sneak some in.

However, Lysien ignored this request. To neglect one's duties during an operation was unacceptable.

He didn't want the world to be destroyed because of a moment's negligence.

"There are plenty of mushrooms in the Mushroom Dungeon, some poisonous, some not, as long as you dare to eat them. Now that you're ready, let's go."

After saying that, he flashed and his lower limbs transformed into the shape of a wolf, instantly disappearing from the spot.

"what…"

A scream came from Frederick, but it was quickly drowned out by the howling wind.

……

Meanwhile, on the other side, Ronan watched the two enter the maze through his senses, a smile playing on his lips as he prepared to go get some food.

If you've eaten too many monsters, it's not a bad thing to eat some normal food occasionally.

Perfect timing, he wanted to see how good the chefs here were.

"Let's go over there."

Ronan pointed to a tavern and said that there he smelled a scent he had never smelled before.

He led the three men toward the tavern, and Milsilr assumed it was just an ordinary lunch.

However, the moment she entered the tavern, she realized she was wrong.

I actually...

……

"Hello, my name is Kabul. Please introduce yourselves."

In the tavern, Kabur was having a pleasant conversation with his newly recruited companions.

Lin Xia sat to the side, unconsciously twisting her hair, her tightly furrowed brows revealing a hint of impatience within her.

She and Kabul were both taken in by elves, and they were childhood sweethearts.

The adventure was going well, but suddenly a few strangers showed up and wanted to share the Kabul with him.

The more she thought about it, the more upset she became.

But we have to admit it.

This move would help Kabul realize her dream, and as her companion, she had to support her.

It's so annoying.

"Ah."

Feeling powerless and desperate, Lin Xia suddenly heard someone mention her.

Looking up, I saw a halfling, a member of the Dwarf race, asking about my origins and whether I was from the East.

This topic made Lin Xia frown even more.

Just as I was about to answer, "Yes, but not born in the East," suddenly...

"You mean Lin? She's my friend. We grew up together. Just ask me if you have any questions."

Kabur spoke first, his gentle tone easing some of Lin Xia's impatience.

Lin Xia looked at him with a complicated expression, and then heard Kabur talk about the past.

Things like trivial matters during adventures and abilities.

These seemingly insignificant things are actually a way for them to prove their strength to their teammates.

After all, when adventurers enter a dungeon, they usually choose a team led by an experienced person.

Only by establishing basic trust through words can everyone work together without differing opinions when taking action later.

In this respect, Kaboul has undoubtedly done a very good job.

“My swordsmanship is from my elven foster mother, as is Lin’s, except she is a mage.”

"We once ventured deep into the three underground levels, but unfortunately, we were driven back by the ghosts."

"That's why I formed this guild, so that we can better explore the labyrinth."

Ghosts are creatures that can only be harmed or banished by magic.

They can freeze a person's body and kill them within ten seconds. If there are too many of them, a single mage simply cannot expel them.

No wonder they stopped at the third level, a round-faced goblin nodded to himself in front of Kabul.

His name was Holm, and he was a scholar and a mage.

I temporarily joined this team because I wanted to study the ecology and ancient magic within the labyrinth.

In retrospect, it wasn't bad; providing help in times of need is much better than adding to someone's already good fortune.

The halfling in front of him continued to ask:

"Elf foster mother? Are you an orphan too? I've never seen an elf before."

"I wish someone would adopt me. How did you meet her?"

"..." Upon hearing this, Kabul gripped his wine glass slightly, his expression turning sour.

These words stirred up painful memories for him; he too had parents.

He became an orphan because one day the maze went berserk, causing all the monsters inside to escape and destroy the surrounding towns.

This is also why he resolutely left his adoptive mother's side after growing up and came to explore the maze.

He vowed to take control of the place and destroy it, to prevent similar tragedies from happening again.

Taking a few deep breaths, Lin seemed to realize that something was wrong with Kabul's condition, and quickly scolded the halfling, telling him to stop talking.

The halfling was startled, realized he had said the wrong thing, and promptly shut his mouth.

"Are you alright?" Lin comforted Kabul a few times.

After Kaboul recovered, he waved his hand:

"It's okay, I'm fine."

He exhaled a few breaths and loosened his clenched hands.

He recalled the image of his adoptive mother and those heartwarming scenes, and was about to say something more.

Suddenly, the sound of conversation around him caught his attention.

"Have you heard? The canary has arrived, and the maze here won't be long before it disappears."

"Let's act quickly before it completely disappears, and salvage as much as we can."

Kabul's brow furrowed sharply.