For a Better Life

Roy ignored the two Gray Dwarf Bandits squabbling among themselves, nor did he care whether their information was true or false. Since he was going to investigate, he needed to conduct a thorough and detailed investigation.

To Roy, the Dwarf Treasure was the least important thing.

Besides, the Gray Dwarf named Doyle on Kui Island still owed Roy the secret of that Dwarf Treasure.

Roy felt that the more attention he paid to the Dwarf Treasure, the harder it was to obtain...

Yet if he stopped paying attention to it, news of the Dwarf Treasure kept surfacing around him...

Roy returned to the captain's room. Captain Rodehart had already steered the Magic Airship into thick clouds.

The clouds were highly humid, and the Half-Elves all hid inside the cabin.

There were no flying magical beasts in this region. Roy's fleet held absolute air superiority, and the Gray Dwarf Bandits on the islands here would immediately hide back on their islands whenever they saw a Magic Airship in the sky.

Only after the Magic Airship disappeared from the sky would the Gray Dwarf Bandits come out and move about...

"Didn't we already send word north about the situation here? Why haven't they responded yet?"

A Gray Dwarf Bandit chieftain who had crawled out of a cave stared at the thick clouds overhead and said bitterly.

"The northernmost line of defense has already been breached by the Evil Spirit Knights. All the magic factories have fallen. They probably don't have any Magic Airships left to send!" a pessimistic Gray Dwarf beside him said.

"Impossible! We have so many Magic Airships. How could they fail to send even one?" the Gray Dwarf chieftain said stubbornly.

They stood at the cave entrance, carefully observing the sky...

The other Gray Dwarves also emerged from the