Chapter 106: Still Have to Tough It Out
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The old Dwarf looked at the soulfire in the Skeleton and was about to get angry, but then he froze.
He didn't feel the cold breath of death.
It was more like a puppet than a Skeleton.
"Weird stuff."
He took his candle and returned to the corner.
There lay half a bed, probably made of a resilient cushion, but a part of it had clearly lost its springiness.
He completely ignored his guest, Heine.
Heine looked around and noticed that the bookshelves had been chiseled out of the stone walls, but they were so regular that it was astonishing.
Moreover, there was no dust on them, which obviously meant they were cleaned regularly.
At the same time, this cramped space, which should have been filled with mustiness, had no strange odors at all, but rather had a faint fragrance.
It was the scent of earth.
At the moment, the three brothers were discussing the crime rate in Eagle Wing City.