When these words came out, even Barn was stunned.

He stammered: "This kind of thing is actually not useful. At most, I can just find a way to raise money."

The heroic dwarf was frightened by Trish's words.

"That's right." The bartender was sweating profusely: "Miss Mage, you'd better take the scroll back. It's too precious."

"But -" Cui Xi looked at the bar in embarrassment.

"We have been delayed here for too long." A gentle voice came from the side: "I will pay the compensation."

A large number of platinum coins were placed on the bar: "I think these should be enough for the loss of Moonstone Mask. Now, can you give my dwarf friend a glass of strong drink?"

Everyone looked at the man who spoke.

Tang Sen spread his hands and said to Barn: "Please come down from the bar, it's just a small matter."

"Of course, Miss Cuixi, put your scroll away too, you scared everyone."

"I'm sorry." Cui Xi put away her scroll in panic and lowered her head.

Barn climbed down from the bar with a complex expression, picked up his hammer, and muttered: "What the Moonstone Mask, this place is simply robbery, no, it's worse than robbery!"

He came to Tang Sen's side and whispered: "Spellcaster, where did you get so much money? I remember that you came to this world for the first time and came to Neverwinter City. Did you use some kind of magic?"

"But, nice job, I don't think this piece of rotten wood is worth so much money."

Tang Sen suddenly laughed, shook his head and said: "No, these are real money."

"So, no need to prepare to run away, we can spend as much as we want here today."

Baan showed a look of astonishment, and then gritted his teeth: "Okay, although I don't think it's worth it, but after all, it was me who caused the trouble."

"I will find a way to return the money to you."

This episode obviously affected Barn's mood, and even though he did taste the best liquor he had ever drunk in his life, it did not make him happy again.

Cui Xi fell into self-blame for not fulfilling her promise to invite everyone to spend money, even though the scroll on her body could even buy the entire Moonstone Mask Tavern.

As for the others, they were not affected much. They marveled at the luxurious decoration of the Moonstone Tavern and the dazzling array of exquisite food from all over Faerûn in the banquet hall.

The luxurious relaxation lasted until late at night. After everyone could no longer stand the chatter of the drunk dwarf, they returned to their respective rooms to rest.

Tang Sen spent his first night in Neverwinter peacefully.

But when the sun shone across the entire Neverwinter City from the direction of the Neverwinter Forest, as usual in the early morning, Tang Sen received an unexpected news.

When he walked to the door of the dwarf Mr. Alvin's room, other people in the team, as well as the staff of the Moonstone Tavern, had already crowded the entire corridor.

"The time of Mr. Irwin's death was probably three o'clock yesterday morning."

A neatly dressed man, who was obviously the butler of Moonstone Mask, quickly came up to him and said while wiping the sweat from his forehead: "We have asked the priest of the Hall of Justice to check, and there are no traces of murder.

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"After preliminary identification, Mr. Irwin choked to death on his own vomit."

Tang Sen's face was as dark as water, and he quickly passed through the crowd and walked into the dwarf's room.

Several priests from the Hall of Justice gathered around the dwarf's body, and the holy light illuminated the entire room extremely brightly.

"Tang Sen, this is obviously the revenge of the Moonstone Mask!" Barn said with suppressed anger in his tone: "They murdered poor Mr. Alvin!"

"After finally escaping from the hands of the gray dwarves, his life ended in Neverwinter." The monk sighed.

"Please believe me!" Moonlight Mask's butler shouted in a panic: "This death has absolutely nothing to do with us. We treat every guest with respect like we treat our parents. How could we do such a thing?

?"

Tang Sen walked up to the dwarf, looked at his pale face, and clenched his fists.

"Can't the priests of the Hall of Justice resurrect him?"

He said solemnly: "Don't worry about the casting materials and the money for hiring a priest. If I can resurrect him, I will do it at all costs."

The location of the ruins about Netheril is still in the opponent's mind, and this ruin corresponds to Tangsen's purchased product: Iolum's Immortality Technique.

Even with divination, Tang Sen did not have the confidence to find the ruins in such a huge eternal wilderness.

"If we find Mr. Alvin within a short time of his death, it is possible for the bishop to resurrect him." A priest said with a look of pity: "But it is too late now."

"The only way is the Great Wish Spell and the Complete Resurrection Spell."

"Those are all nine-level spells!" Baan roared: "Where can we find a magician who can cast nine-level spells, and who happens to know the great wish spell or the complete resurrection spell? Then convince that kind of big shot to let him

He spent countless resources to resurrect a dwarf?"

Tang Sen frowned.

Suddenly a weak voice came from the side: "Actually, it's not impossible."

Everyone's eyes were immediately directed towards her, and Cui Xi, who spoke out, immediately shrank back.

"If my teacher can be found, she will agree to resurrect Mr. Alvin."

"Your teacher?" A priest was stunned: "Are you actually a disciple of a Nine-ring Master?"

"My teacher didn't mention these things to me, but I have seen her cast the Great Wishing Technique, and I thought maybe?"

"How do you find your teacher?" Tang Sen asked.

Cui Xi lowered her head: "She said she was going to travel to the star world for a while -"

"." Everyone was silent.

"But!" Cui Xi summoned up the courage to raise her head: "There is a way to make the teacher show up on his own initiative!"

"Your teacher left you contact information?" Barn asked.

"No." Cui Xi hesitated for a moment: "She told me that if I die, she will open the door to another world and rush to my side."

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The corner of Barn's mouth twitched.

"So, if we want to save Alvin, we have to kill you first, and then make a bet that your teacher who can travel the star realm will not destroy us or even the entire city of Neverwinter in anger.

?"

Cui Xi lowered her head again.

Tang Sen breathed a sigh of relief and broke the awkward situation: "It seems that at least we have no way to resurrect Mr. Alvin for the time being."

"So——"

He turned to the priest: "Has anyone prepared the art of talking with the dead?"
Chapter completed!