Mage Legend
Chapter 260: Volume 1 Diary_2

Mage Lynch followed behind him, along with several people I had never seen before. Our dwarves’ houses are too small, so they couldn’t all come in at once. I used up three towels to dry my tears. It was a bit embarrassing for a Mage to see me like this.

Fortunately, Lynch just stood there smiling, quietly waiting outside the house. It’s been a long time since we met, and I always felt he was somewhat different from before, becoming more profound and certainly even stronger than before. He gently patted my shoulder; it’s a common gesture among mages who never express their feelings by hugging others.

I glanced at the people behind the mage, and first, a fair-skinned girl caught my eye. She looked rather peculiar with her silver-white hair and pale skin, looking like a vegetable from afar. But her purple eyes and that black outfit made me a bit nervous. I remembered seeing a portrait in our museum; the Dark Elf on it was dressed just like her.

Next to her, the little girl was quite adorable, her fluffy golden hair bouncing, and her big eyes curiously looking around as if everything piqued her curiosity. In the words of us dwarves, such a character in a child is our favorite; they are the most active thinkers, always bursting with the freshest ideas.

However, Warrior Deluo still had that odd style, accompanied by two beautiful human women, which was consistent with his usual habits. I remember last year he was always following several dwarf ladies around. Although we dwarves are not sure exactly what humans find aesthetically pleasing about their women, from what I know, they are not hard on the eyes. Even among elves, they wouldn’t be inferior. So, it’s no surprise at all that Deluo is always around them.

There’s also a halfling, smiling, following behind the mage but habitually staying in the shadows. If I remember correctly, this must be the partner Lynch told me about, the one who got lost in the Underworld. I’m truly happy they could reunite, just like me and my little Nimo.

On the way to the Banquet Hall, I finally had time to take a good look at my little Nimo dwarf. He had grown taller than before, which is quite rare for dwarves. His adventure in the Underdark couldn’t have been easy; it’s obvious his arms are much stronger, and you can immediately see his solid muscles. He’s also a lot more confident than before, always eagerly sharing his adventure stories. At that time, my mind wasn’t clear, still dizzy with the joy of reunion, and I’ve now forgotten what he described. In the past, he wouldn’t have spoken so confidently, he would have shyly hidden away.

The only downside is that both Lynch and Nimo have lost some weight since they left, likely due to not being accustomed to life in the Underdark. But this is understandable; no matter how good the food in the Underworld is, it’s no match for our dwarven craftsmanship. So at the time of heading to the Banquet Hall, it was really to let them have a good meal. Not long after, even Ronda from the Elder Council came by, having heard that the mage friend had returned to the city. During this time, they had made many great things out of mithril, allowing many experiments presumed halted to proceed smoothly. It would be odd if Ronda didn’t come under such circumstances.

During the meal, Nimo continued talking non-stop, and by this time, he had begun recounting events in a place called Ratris City. I had never heard of it before, but the word "Dark Elf" mentioned by Nimo kept drifting into my ears again and again. Oh my! They had gone to such a dangerous place, and thankfully they returned safely.

"Your nephew is an extraordinary dwarf!" Jalin from Gangle family said to me: "He’s the only dwarf who can safely leave the Dark Elf City! It’s simply incredible."