Although Carl and Hope have experienced a lot now and appear very mature in temperament, in the eyes of these five adventurers, they are still just two children.

Even the youngest of the five, the halfling barbarian, is now the father of three children, not to mention the dwarf, who is over 80 years old this year and is in the prime of life among dwarves.

Seeing Hope, the priest and the orc ranger frowned slightly.

The Church of the Silver Flame is the most prestigious religious sect in the world of Eberron. They believe in the power of light that can drive away demons - the Silver Flame.

Because of the hostile relationship with the devil, there is a certain prejudice against tieflings within the Silver Flame sect.

"Have you encountered pirates or a shipwreck? Come over here, but be careful not to make any movements that could cause misunderstanding."

After looking Carl and Hope up and down, the hoarse-voiced female wanderer emerged from the shadows and led Carl and Hope towards her companions.

Carl and Hope naturally understood this rule, but they did not completely put away their weapons to prevent the five people in front of them from suddenly killing people.

Judging from the feedback from exploring the dragon patterns and psychic energy, this group of adventurers are all of higher level than the two of them.

Especially the dwarf warrior and the half-orc ranger. Although these two people look inconspicuous, the perception brought by exploring the dragon patterns has a great impact on these two people.

"Emmm, in fact, we accidentally fell into the dungeon, and then were banished back to Eberron by the monsters in the dungeon. I am Carl Iris, a student of the 1023rd class of Akanix, and this is my companion Hope."

Hearing Carl calling Hope a companion, the wanderer and the priest laughed twice.

"Sorry, kids, we can't share the nautical chart with you. If you just need us to point you in the right direction, we can show you the chart."

Pointing to another ship not far away, the dwarf warrior spoke in a friendly manner.

Most dwarves have bad tempers, but there are always exceptions.

"That's great. I'm quite confident in my memory. So, is there anything you need my help with? I can't accept your help for nothing."

Free things often have hidden costs. Carl is not sure whether these people are good or bad, so he is not willing to accept their free help.

Seeing Carl like this, the Orc Ranger who had put away his pulley bow smiled.

"Since you are a top student at Akanix, could you please help analyze what we should do next? Here's what's going on..."

Turning back into stone, the Orc Ranger began to tell Carl and Hope how their team had offended the Storm Council of Storm Bay.

The matter was not complicated. It was just that a priest in their team saw someone being bullied and stood up, but it turned out that the people on the other side were from the Storm Council.

Since then, the Storm Council has begun targeting this team.

After listening to the other party's description, Carl nodded.

"I remember that the Storm Council can only be considered an official organization in Storm Bay, and the Twelve Dragonmark Families also run their own territories there. Why don't you join them?"

Stormreach in Xen'drik was originally a gathering place for pirates.

But as the Dragonmark Family's need for Siberys Dragoncrystal became increasingly urgent, they joined forces with the navies of various countries to wipe out the most powerful pirate groups at the time, turning Storm Bay into a relatively stable port.

The remaining pirates formed the so-called Storm Council, and with the tacit consent of all parties, became the official governing body of Storm Bay.

The orcs and dwarves, who spoke the most, looked at each other, with a hint of embarrassment on their faces.

As the team leader and deputy leader, they had never thought of this.

Pointing at the priest wearing firesteel plate armor, the Orc ranger's voice sounded a little lonely.

Firesteel is a specialty of the Kingdom of Thrane, the territory of the Church of the Silver Flame. The output of this thing is not very high. Even now, it is not luxurious enough to equip every priest with plate armor made of firesteel.

So in other words, the identity of this priest in Thrane must be very important. No matter what his current identity is, his ancestors must have been high-ranking officials of the Silver Flame Church.

At least at the level of a regional bishop.

The Orc Ranger's meaning was very clear. He didn't want to let his only companion who could speak to the Dragonmark Family to beg them in a humble manner, even if this trouble was caused by this priest.

And according to his description just now, this priest should have a bad temper and is simply unable to take on the responsibility of communicating well with the Dragon Mark Family.

"These guys have a good relationship. They actually take care of their friends so well."

After pondering for a moment, Carl's impression of these adventurers improved a little.

"Then you can join the Dragon Crystal Search Team established by the Dragon Mark Family! I have a senior who does this. It is said that the reward offered by the Dragon Mark Family is very generous, but..."

At this point, Karl's eyes became a little detached.

The orc sighed and took over Carl's conversation.

“Just not very free, huh?”

It may not be accurate to say that it is not very free, because the Dragon Mark Family does not restrict the personal freedom of participants.

But they have indicators similar to KPIs. If a specified number of dragon crystals are not found within a certain period of time, it is said that it will be very troublesome.

Most people who go out to be adventurers cannot stand this kind of semi-coercive treaty, so generally speaking, unless they have gotten into big trouble or owe a lot of money, they basically will not participate.

Carl's proposal immediately silenced the five adventurers.

The pastor was even more uneasy.

Pulling out a cigar, the Orc Ranger lit it and took a few deep puffs.

After a while, the orc continued, "To be honest, little brother, we are all short of money."

Carl's heart was pounding when he heard this. He was afraid that they would pick up weapons the next second and kill him and Hope and divide the loot.

But the orc did not make any dangerous moves, but just said: "We need to discuss your proposal. Um, Thorin! Take out the nautical chart and show it to my little brother."

After saying this to the dwarf warrior, the orc stood up and led the others towards the nearby woods.

Apparently, they were planning to discuss something out of Carl and Hope's earshot.

Carl and Hope naturally had no objection to this. In fact, the other party was already quite polite by not sending them to wait somewhere else.

After a while, the dwarf warrior brought the nautical chart.

After saying hello to Carl and Hope, he also went into the woods nearby.

(End of this chapter)