"Take this ring and this letter." The Mage handed these two items to Deluo, "Do me this favor..."
Deluo naturally understood the Mage's meaning. He took the items and carefully put them away, "Rest assured, take care of yourself."
Lynch waved his hand and left the inn. He followed behind two Dark Elves, quickly heading towards the first family's stronghold. Along the way, all passersby hurriedly avoided the path of these three people, each with head lowered, not daring to meet the gaze of the first family's warriors, fearing their eyes might offend the Drow and ignite their wrath. Everyone in the city now knew that the Berni family was gathering strength, and no one wanted to be the unfortunate soul caught in the tempest of emotions at this time.
The grand Refined Gold gates of the first family slowly opened in front of Lynch, and the Mage felt that entering this castle-like stronghold this time would be the fuse for an earthquake, with him at the center of a storm.
