After explaining, he turned around to look at the fungus garden on the high ground and said hello to Hesiah.

Hesiah nodded and quickly followed his footsteps, looking at him with a strange look in his eyes.

During Brian's explanation, when she learned the true function of this piece of equipment, she immediately realized how fitting and important it was to herself as a sword mage.

It can be seen from this that the other party is quite considerate in sending the things.

And she can clearly feel that if this piece of equipment is brought back to the mage tower in Arabe City for further strengthening, it definitely has the potential to be upgraded to legendary quality equipment.

Thinking that Brian, who had always been so stingy, would suddenly give him such a precious item, Hesiah thought about it, walked to him quickly, and said, "Brian, do you still remember my Purple Dragon Seal Ring?"

Hearing that the noble lady suddenly mentioned the Purple Dragon Seal Ring to him, Brian's expression changed, he slowed down and said casually: "Of course I remember."

Can he not remember?

After all, the Purple Dragon Seal Ring was an item he could only dream of obtaining in the game world.

Of course, in today's world, he still wants it very much.

Because he has the Purple Dragon Seal Ring, he can carve out a territory for himself with the help of the Purple Dragon Knights and the War Mage Legion.

"Actually, the reason why I own this ring is mainly for Mokou Town, an important border town between the Kingdom of Cormyr and the Eno Oak Desert."

Hesiah put the ring he had just taken off back on the finger covered by the glove, "If we return to the surface, I can make an exception and let you join the War Mage Legion. After all..."

"Stop it!"

When Brian heard this, he immediately interrupted Hesiah's words, "I have never thought of joining the War Mage Legion, so I don't need your special promotion."

Hesiah's words made him want to laugh a little.

Because just now he was still thinking about asking the other party to become his personal guard, but it turned out that she had the same idea as him.

She actually wanted to win him over and become her subordinate on the pretext of taking back Mokou Town.

He also said that she was naive or overconfident.

Although he deeply regretted the demise of the Kingdom of Cormyr in his previous life and wanted to prevent the disaster from happening again after his rebirth, this did not mean that he would swear allegiance to this kingdom again.

After all, his goal is the universe of stars, how could his freedom be restricted by a small kingdom.

The relationship between the two is at best a cooperative relationship, perhaps a vassal relationship, and it is naturally impossible for him to lower his status.

"Why do you say that?"

Hesiah looked at Brian in surprise, who clearly didn't seem to be joking, "Have you forgotten your original intention and the Red Dragon Rebellion ten years ago?"

She originally thought that Brian, who was born in Mokou Town, would join her and help her fulfill her wish because of her determination to conquer the town.

In this case, she believed that with Brian's strength and potential, coupled with her own network of connections, his status would continue to rise in the Kingdom of Cormyr.

Who would have thought that the other party would be completely indifferent to this matter, as if he had already forgotten it.

While this confused her, it was also difficult for her to understand what Brian's true thoughts were.

Seeing the confused look on the girl's face in front of him, Brian knew that if he didn't explain the matter clearly today, this slightly stubborn noble lady would probably be affected in the next battle.

He looked around vigilantly and found that no spore servants appeared for the time being. Then he stopped with relief and looked at Hesiah seriously, admiring her appearance.

This aristocratic lady wore knee-high boots, her slender legs were wrapped in tight old leather breeches, a wide belt tied her coat around her slender waist, and the hem of her dress spread freely around her thighs, like a flowing skirt.

Although her beautiful face looked a little haggard and sickly pale due to her unfortunate encounters and past travels in the Underdark, the pair of shining silver-gray eyes under her curved eyebrows were strangely...

It conveys strong strength and sharp wisdom.

For Brian, what is more eye-catching is Hesiah's long reddish-brown hair, which sticks to her white face like silk and hangs down to her chest.

This forced him to admit that such otherworldly beauty was indeed very exciting.

"I have never forgotten my original intention." Brian retracted his gaze and said in a slightly solemn tone, "I have been working hard in that direction."

"Then why did you..." Hesiah looked at him even more confused.

"Let me tell you a story about my original intention." Brian weighed his words and told her:

"When I was eighteen years old, I once liked an eighteen-year-old girl, but she didn't like me because she preferred the rich. So when I was twenty-five, I became her favorite

When I became a rich man, she started to like me again, but I no longer had any interest in her."

"Does this have anything to do with my original intention?" Hesaya was stunned and asked curiously: "Since you like her, why did you lose interest in her in the end?"

"Of course it does matter." Brian said with a smile:

"The reason why we didn't get together is because our original intentions have not changed. You see, this 25-year-old girl still likes rich people, and the 25-year-old me still likes the 18-year-old

Girl, is there nothing wrong with you?"

After saying that, he suppressed his laughter, left the other party standing there in a daze, turned around and continued walking forward.

"..."

Hesiah frowned and thought for a moment. After she really couldn't figure it out, she looked at Brian's back helplessly and said, "What kind of weird logic is this?"

"Does he mean..." After thinking about it, Hesiah suddenly realized the true meaning of Brian's words.

There was a moment.

She suddenly felt that the gloves she was wearing were as heavy as lead.

Only then did she realize that it was difficult to repay the debt she had accumulated from the moment she was rescued by Brian.

"Perhaps, there are other ways..."

Hesiah sighed softly, recalling her recent series of encounters, she readjusted her mood, quickly quickened her pace, and caught up.

Obviously, the most important thing right now is to return to the surface first, rather than thinking about these messy things.

The whole journey was silent.

When Brian led Hesiah to the rotting fungus garden, he clearly felt that the whispers became louder and louder, until they turned into a reverberation of sobs, cries and sighs...

The only light here was some glowing mushrooms growing on the edge of the mesa, but even in such darkness, he could not mistake the source of the sound.

He saw a dozen heads of humanoid creatures from various races in the Underdark looking over from the ground, and they were covered with creepy molds and fungi.

Just then.

While struggling, a female drow shouted loudly to the two of them in Underground Common, pleading: "Please...in the name of your benevolent gods of light...kill me quickly!"

Her mold-covered body kept struggling and shaking, finally revealing a bloated piece of flesh that was once her arm, and a spider-shaped arm ornament half embedded in it.

Half of her face has been cysted by fungal decay and has become a breeding ground for various micro-mushrooms.
Chapter completed!