Click! Click! Click!

Unable to withstand the force of its own weight and drag, the trunk fibers began to crack one after another, like the death struggle of a giant beast. They fell to the ground with a "rumbling" sound, lifting up a piece of rotten dead leaves.

The carpenter came over and marked the remaining branches for cutting. Dozens of people worked together to quickly cut them into sections and drag them away.

Angela divided these soldiers who had not received formal training into three teams, using the safest method, holding shields and spears.

Physical training is a long-term arrangement, and coordination and formation training are the focus now.

The villagers who felled and transported the wood to the village naturally didn't know this. They thought that the leading democrats valued their safety very much, and their hearts changed unconsciously.

Yaya looked around happily, and the curious faces of the villagers in the distance were reflected in his clear black and white eyes.

"Yeah? Daddy, what are you planning to do over there?"

"I'm going to build a house, and I'll also build you a big castle in the future."

Matthew patiently answered the question and gently stroked her head. Yaya's body was radiating a little bit of warmth.

"Brother, is that the legendary dragon? It looks so cute! Is she the lord's pet?"

Rebecca glanced secretly, raised her hand to support Leon, and asked in a low voice.

Leon, who was reminiscing about Old John's battle instructions last night, recalled the scene of himself being subdued by Yaya without the ability to fight back, and nodded with lingering fear:

"Yes, she is indeed a dragon, the lord's contracted creature, but she is very fierce and dangerous..."

Before Leon finished speaking, he was caught off guard when he saw his unattractive old girl sneaking up to Yaya.

She also very boldly took out a palm-sized dried fish from her arms and handed it over seductively.

Finished!

After taking a quick glance and confirming that this was an ordinary dried salted fish, Matthew ignored the 15-year-old girl and concentrated on sensing the movements around her.

Yaya took a sniff and found that the sea smell was a bit strong, not her favorite.

However, the little one is happy to try different foods.

Stick out your tongue and lick it gently, then bring it into your mouth.

Once, twice!

The moderately soft and hard salted dried fish is torn into pieces by the sharp dragon's teeth. The strange aroma emanates from the fish fiber, and the satisfying feeling full of oil easily conquers Yaya's taste buds.

"Yeah? It's delicious!"

His eyes suddenly widened, his teeth felt the rich fragrance in his mouth, he tasted it carefully, and cried out "Yah".

Yaya's cute appearance made Rebecca's eyes full of stars. She cautiously reached out her hand, but she was still a little scared.

Unexpectedly, Yaya put his head on her palm, rubbed it gently, and called out a snack.

Rebecca, who was completely relieved, happily took out the small bag from her arms and shared the dried fish made by her mother with Yaya.

Seeing the two of them shaking their heads, Matthew's mouth twitched slightly.

Maybe the language of foodies is the same?

The journey lasted about half an hour.

Towering trees block out the sky and the sun, and the gaps between the trees are covered with dense thorns.

The bright sunlight is blocked, and it is quite dark, cold and quiet below. This is also the origin of the dark forest.

"Stop, there are footprints!"

The able old village chief Feld reached out to push aside the dense bushes, picked up a broken thorn, and sniffed it gently:

"The stench of the trolls that never take a bath should be the ones that often attack us."

Old John came forward with fully armed soldiers, looked into the dark and deep forest in the distance, and asked carefully:

"How many have been found before?"

"There are 5 in total. The one that attacked the village last night was the largest and the strongest. There should be 4 left now."

"Fortunately, they don't have weapons or equipment. Every time they come to attack the village and steal some sheep, they leave..."

Although the tone was not serious, Old John could hear Feld's hidden gnashing of teeth and sympathize with his difficulties.

The troll is very powerful, and the challenge level of an adult individual has basically reached 7!

Still living in groups!

The troll's extremely strong recovery ability can be said to be unscrupulous in dealing with Bay Village, which has no spellcasters, is relatively poor, and has not prepared a large amount of alchemical fuel.

Therefore, the village could only compromise before.

This is also the reason why Butler Ralph was able to immediately gain support from the village leader Feld after explaining his intention.

"Then retreat first, lure them over and lead them into a trap!"

Old John had no intention of trying to be a hero. Butler Ralph had told him before he came that everything was primarily about ensuring the safety of the soldiers.

"There is no way, who made our lord set the super high pension conditions..."

Although he was thinking this way, Old John felt warm in his heart. Who wouldn't want to meet a kind and kind lord?

"Well, leave it to me!"

After touching the speed scroll and acceleration potion in his arms, Field happily touched the brand new longbow and spoke with confidence.

Nodding, Old John immediately turned around and left. He also wanted to inform the lord who had laid the trap of the news, and then prepared to start the battle.

Butler Ralph was holding open the dark forest map contributed by the old village mayor Field, pointing to several red skulls on the periphery and said:

"Except for a few wandering trolls, there are a total of five areas that can pose fatal threats to Bay Village."

"Two are kobold caves, two goblin strongholds, and one jackal camp."

"There are a lot of them. The first few had as many as a thousand, and the last one had 500 jackals..."

Matthew didn't know much about the situation in the Dark Forest. He looked at the information and nodded silently.

If we want to create a safe development environment in this land, we still have a long way to go!

Old John, who was in a hurry, returned first, and Matthew also got the news at the same time, signaling Angela to start preparations according to the original plan.

Waving Yaya back, Matthew saw her excitement as she approached the battle, and finally silently approved it.

The future will become more and more dangerous. Only by strengthening our strength in all aspects can we barely protect ourselves. Yaya must also work hard.

The villagers who got the news were arranged to leave temporarily, and Angela directed the soldiers to get busy.

Everyone felt a little nervous. The elite troll last night put a lot of pressure on them.

Matthew looked at the clumsy soldiers and knew that they still had a long way to go, but this step was very necessary.

Because it is not only these new soldiers who are gradually growing up, but also commanders like Angela and Old John who also lack actual combat experience.

Hunting trolls serves several purposes.

The first step is to clear up potential dangers and prepare for the subsequent expansion of the territory.

The second is to verify one of Matthew's conjectures. If it succeeds, it can bring a steady stream of funds to the territory.

The third is to show strength, establish prestige, and win people's hearts.
Chapter completed!