Chapter 1382

The cry in her ear made Sophie put her eyes on the dwarf.

Sophie noticed that the dwarf had a thick beard. His hair and beard were all gray. He looked as if he had not taken care of them for a long time. He looked like a drunkard in a pub.

The elderly dwarf, as if stimulated by something, sobbed in a low voice in the corner of the tent.

Perhaps sensing the sight of Sophie and Jennie, the dwarf took the initiative to cover his face with his broad and calloused hand, but there were still tears dripping from his fingertips.

"Moyas... Moyas..."

In his mouth, he always recites a name, a familiar name for Sophie and Janet.

"Relax. You're safe. The Necromancers can't threaten you. You don't have to be so nervous."

Seeing the old dwarf wake up, Jennie immediately said, and a blue light appeared in her hand to calm the dwarf.

"Lord Jennie, who is he?" Asked Sophie hastily.

"There are traces of Lich action in the forest. When Memphis and I investigated this matter, we found this dwarf behind the defense line of the necromancer." Jennie sank.

"Why did he name moyas?" Sophie was even more puzzled.

"I don't know. Maybe he can only answer all this by himself." With that, Jennie looked at the dwarf who was gradually calmed down with the help of magic.

After stopping casting the spell and looking at the dwarf, Jennie asked, "what happened to you? Why is it behind the Necromancer's line of defense? "

At Jennie's inquiry, the dwarf tried to think, but his face suddenly twitched, covered his head with his hand, and his face was in pain.

"Don't worry, you can recall it slowly, and it's not too late to say the information when you completely calm down."

With that, Jennie takes a look at Sophie, ready to withdraw from the camp and leave the space for the dwarf.

"No..." seeing that Jennie and his party were ready to leave, the dwarf said in a hurry: "my name is Fred, the father of moyas... I have been imprisoned by the evil necromancer and forged treasures for them. I escaped this time, but I didn't expect to get such news."

With that, Fred said with a look of pain: "tell me... Is everything about moyas true? He... Has... "

At the end of the day, Fred's face nearly collapsed.

Seeing this, Sophie quickly plans to comfort her, but before Sophie comes forward, Jennie puts her hand in front of Sophie.

"The defense of the necromancer is always tight. With your strength, it is almost impossible to escape from them. What happened?" Jennie asked in a deep voice.

"... since I used my own life to exchange the peace of moyas for the necromancer, I didn't intend to escape, so I kept forging treasures for them... Until the appearance of the blonde man." Struggling with the grief in his heart, Fred said in a trembling voice.

"The blonde man?" Jennie asked.

"Yes... He has long golden hair. He looks handsome and holy. All the dead creatures kneel down at his feet. He came here specially for me... Looking at him, I feel ashamed and bathed in his glory. Even the flesh and blood on my body seems to be gone..."

Jennie and Sophie look at each other and see the difference in each other's eyes.

"He called himself" the Apocalypse of the dead "... He came to me specially for a special treasure, a crown made of pure gold and inlaid with precious stones around it... I have come into contact with this treasure, and my body is stained with the smell of this treasure."

"Where is that treasure now?" Jennie asked with a look of doubt in her eyes.

"The pure gold crown is not on me. It was taken away by the necromancer who destroyed the village long ago... Although he felt sorry, he released me."

"Did you see him alone?"

"No... there's a woman with black hair and brown pupil following him. She looks like a normal human, but I can feel the horror of her body..." he said, and his fear reappeared on the dwarf's face.

"Relax. You're safe now. You don't have to worry about life threatening." With the news, Jennie frowned, but comforted.

"My lord..." after giving an account of himself, Fred quickly asked, "can you tell me something about moyas? He... Really has... "

Jennie sighed and made no answer.

Seeing this, he had already recognized the identity of the dwarf in front of him. In a panic, Sophie said in a trembling voice: "moyas, he has left the world... He has been saying that he wants to get justice from the spirit traitors for those dead dwarfs, and even triggered a riot in the city, but..."

When he heard Sophie's words, Fred's face was even more painful.

"Why did he do this... I never wanted to ask him for justice, and I didn't want him to take revenge for his people... I just hope he can live safely..."

Once again, tears filled Fred's eyes. This time, the dwarf no longer repressed his emotions. Gray haired, he began to cry like a child.

Jennie turned aside and no longer looked at the dwarf, while Sophie, who was also sad in her heart, rushed forward to comfort her.

With a sharp blade into the body, Jennie quickly looked in the direction of the sound, only to see the original awakening dwarf, lying in a pool of blood.

The blade went deep into his chest. Next to him, Sophie was frantically casting a spell to stop the bleeding of the dwarf, but the effect was negligible.

The dwarf took the initiative to hold Sophie, and stopped her action: "don't heal me... Since the village was destroyed, the strength that supported me to live is on moyas... Unexpectedly, even the last hope... Is gone..."

"Lord Jennie, please help him." At a loss, Sophie looks at Jennie in a panic.

Jennie shook her head, and her face sank. "It's his will, and I'll respect his choice."

The chilling chill emanates from Jennie. The water vapor in the space has completely condensed. Sophie has never felt such a terrible Jennie.

The dwarf's action deeply touched Jennie's heart. The hero's will emerged in Jennie's heart.

I took a silent look at Sophie in the camp, and the water vapor carried Jennie away.