At the border of the frosty country.
Shier glanced at the document sent by the Messenger of fire. On it was clearly written the singer of the Homecoming Psalms, Tyreen.
Why did this name look like a song, and the singer was also marked on the back.
What alchemy potion formula or magic spell is recorded in this document
Shier could not believe that a song could be used as a cure. This was too ridiculous.
He sent another message to the person who sent the fire, but unfortunately, the reply from the person who sent the fire confirmed Shier’s guess.
‘It’s not a potion formula or a spell. It’s just a song. In Nolan, you need to spend ten silver coins to buy this song.’
Shier looked at the messages sent by the messenger, his hands on the keyboard, not knowing how to answer.
At that moment, a sense of danger rose in his heart. Shier instantly closed the magic net interface, pulled out the long sword on his waist, and held it against his chest.
