And the Ice Spirit originated from a mage who died much earlier.
Ancient magic is not nonsensical.
"I see." Hearing it was magic made Loren’s expression more natural, and his worldview was restored.
After all, for a mage, if the scene just now was a spell countering a spell, it would be much easier to accept.
...
Raine glanced at the icon of a Gray Dwarf Commander among the sixteen squares, as well as the many icons of Gray Dwarves, and smiled slightly.
However, he didn’t immediately check them; instead, he stepped forward to begin collecting the Gray Dwarf Commander’s items.
Raine first picked up the opponent’s dark silver Two-Handed Heavy Hammer.
He had seen very clearly just now that after this hammer was thrown, it could release a Lightning Chain, although its power didn’t seem as great as the Third Level Lightning Chain recorded on the spell list, it was obviously a piece of magic equipment.
Moreover, it was a rare hammer-type equipment with an attached lightning magic.
This was truly exceptional.
On one hand, because of the special paralyzing effect of the lightning, Raine was very fond of it; on the other hand, this equipment belonged to the warhammer category and was considered a heavy weapon, which was strongly compatible with his specialty.
"What a pity." Tying the Two-Handed Warhammer to his back, Raine carefully examined the set of armor on the Gray Dwarf Commander, which also appeared to be magic equipment, showing a face of regret.
Due to the powerful impact of the Third Level Fireball Technique, plus the intense heat, the armor had already started to melt in some parts.
It’s not that it couldn’t be repaired.
But as armor crafted by Gray Dwarves, repairing it would most likely require the association to completely overhaul it.
However, Raine bent down and searched for a while, pulling out a pouch of moderate size from the lining of the opponent’s armor.
Just as Raine was about to examine it.
Suddenly, his face turned stern, he looked towards a side tunnel, and said in a deep voice, "Come out!"
Montoya at the tunnel entrance felt a tightness in his heart, but seeing the familiar figure of the informant Cole, he immediately raised his hand and walked out, saying, "Don’t misunderstand, I’m Montoya!"
"Lord Montoya!" The miner informant Cole shouted excitedly and with joy.
"These are all lords sent by the Adventurer’s Association."
Montoya?
The intelligence personnel dispatched from the Kingdom Military Intelligence Department to the Azure Mine?
Raine couldn’t help but scrutinize the opponent.
From the opponent, there wasn’t the kind of condensed aura emanating, but from the opponent’s swift defensive action with a dagger seen just now, it was clear the opponent must be one of the Classes.
Also, the probability was high that he was a Wanderer.
Just that, the opponent should have some item to conceal his own aura, making others unable to detect his true strength.
This is also normal.
Otherwise, with the aura condensed by the Classes, the opponent would find it difficult to blend in with the miners for a long time without being discovered.
Montoya heard that these six people from Raine were from the Adventurer’s Association, his expression clearly relaxed, and a smile appeared on his face.
But as he came out from the tunnel and saw the situation inside the entire hall, his expression froze, and his body stiffened.
’What am I seeing!’
The sight of those ice-sculpted Gray Dwarves immediately gave Montoya a tremendous psychological shock.
But immediately after, he felt a surge of joy:
’Great! Now the situation below can be thoroughly investigated.’
’This time, I will definitely be promoted and return to the Royal Capital; I won’t have to stay at the Azure Mine anymore.’
’Such powerful magic?’
’It seems the mage in this adventurer team is quite remarkable.’
Montoya swept his excited and fervent gaze rapidly over the six people of Raine.
’Half-Orc, definitely not.’
’Dwarf? Severely injured, likely not.’
’This one is a Wanderer...’
’There is a Priest, indeed a strong team.’
’This one seems to be a Warrior by appearance? Naturally, not....’
Finally, Montoya focused his gaze on Loren, who was clearly dressed like a mage.
He quickly stepped forward, bent slightly, warmly shook Loren’s hand vigorously, and smiled, saying:
"Honorable mage, I am Montoya from the Kingdom Military Intelligence Department, it’s wonderful to meet you."
"You... hello, Loren."
Loren found the opponent’s enthusiasm strange, but didn’t show any rudeness.
"The situation is this: according to my observations over the past few days, a certain number of Gray Dwarves are controlling a large number of Kobolds below, excavating rare minerals and forging them..."
"Therefore, I hope all of you, especially you, Lord Loren, can help me investigate the situation below thoroughly."
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