Just as Lynch and Moni were discussing the topic of old Langda and toasting to his health, Eryies returned. However, except for Lynch, no one expected that the handsome man walking in from outside was actually Eryies. If there had been a minstrel present, they might have composed a song about the "Handsome Man of Dwarf City."

"What information did you gather?" Lynch asked, before the others could recover from their shock.

"They were tight-lipped, and since you didn't want me to be too conspicuous, I didn't dare to use those spells. But I still managed to find some clues. They are indeed looking for something, but for now, they're only at the stage of searching for a place called the 'Burial Cave.'

"Wait, you're sister Eryies?" Soka's mouth dropped open, her big eyes blinking. "How did you become a man?"

"If I want to entice little girls like you, naturally I have to become male. Actually, you angels also have the same ability in the future, but it's rarely used." Eryies said, "However, sometimes I also use this appearance to attract some men. You know, there are many people in the world with peculiar tastes."

"Change back, and watch your words," Zilvra glared at her, "Remember what you should say and shouldn't say. Don't let your devil's filthy knowledge affect my Soka."

The Desire Demon shrugged, reverted to her usual appearance, and sat beside Morgan. She showed no interest in the food in front of her, only staring at Lynch with her big eyes, as if he was the delicacy she craved.

"Moni, do you know anything about this Burial Cave?"

"No, I've never heard of it," the old dwarf answered. "If any resident would know, it would be old Langda. If he sees you, you'll be very happy. I can even imagine that old gentleman's excited expression."

"Yes, he'll probably first grab my left hand and praise his craftsmanship," Lynch stood up, "Let's go find him."

After removing their disguises, the dwarves on the road indeed had a much friendlier attitude. They first froze for a moment, then recognized the mage Lynch. The dwarves gathered around, expressing their welcome to Lynch. Even Moni walked like a hero on streets he was familiar with, being Lynch's introducer and the mage's best dwarf friend.

"You must come to my house this time! My wife made the best pastries!" "Be sure to give my child a beautiful name, Lynch! Don't forget!" "Have you found a place to stay? The door of my house is always open for you!" Various greetings came one after another, but most frequently it was "Lynch, come check out my new invention!"

Lynch rarely laughed so heartily; even with dangers outside and being hunted by four major forces, he could relax and laugh here. The hospitality of the dwarves made Lynch feel this place was his home.

"I must see Elder Langda first, otherwise I won't be at ease," Lynch said quickly as more and more dwarves gathered around, "Don't worry, I've got time."

Hearing that the mage's destination was the esteemed Langda, the dwarves made way. "Yes, you should visit him first, Lynch. Go quickly. We'll be waiting for you."

Langda's house was the same as in the past, without any changes. Here, entire dwarf families generally live together, spanning three to four generations. As family members increase, new births mean arranging new space, so the houses grow larger, with new parts overlapping the old, blending into each other. Most rooms are on the ground floor, primarily rectangular. The space under the spire-shaped stone roof serves as a loft storage area. Although the humid underground wind has nearly scraped off the lime protective coat on the outer walls, the house's condition is still quite good, with the thatched roof firmly laid, doors and windows solid and smoothly functioning.

The house, barn, and sloth animal pen formed a triangular courtyard, with several chickens scratching the ground for worms. While the sloth animals were a bit large for dwarfs, they were so docile that Langda's family still raised a few. Outside the animal pen was a stone feeding trough. On some rotted wood in the corner, plump mushrooms were growing splendidly.