As night falls, a small bonfire piled up with dozens of dry branches is burning brightly, making a crackling sound, and the popping sparks are dancing in the silent darkness like fireflies, which is extremely beautiful.

It has been three days since the start of the operation. These three days can be described as mixed joys and sorrows for me. First of all, the three brigades have penetrated deep into the edge of the elven realm and are fighting waves of dark wanderers.

Most of the teams have made some achievements, and the gains are gratifying. The most important thing is that there have been no casualties so far. It seems that although the seven adventure teams are a group, they are a little conservative, but the safety is fully guaranteed.

.

But the good news ends here. What worries me the most is that friction between adventurers and elves is inevitable. Some elven villages are quite friendly. Seeing that our adventurers dispersed the dwarf army and helped themselves

Some villages have reduced their casualties and will give them a lukewarm reception, but more villages are not grateful at all. Some even fearlessly say that even if the village is killed, it does not need our human support. This attitude is really a headache.

Should I be angry with them for being ignorant, or should I laugh at them for not taking the lives of their companions seriously?

Therefore, in the past three days, I have finally experienced the pain of leaders. I have been running around for various disputes without much rest for a moment. Even Xiaoxue, who has never been very tired, sticks out his tongue at the end of the day.

, Moreover, if the incident location is closer, fortunately, we can get there in a few hours. If it is far away, for example, those in the first and second squadrons who advance faster may not be able to get there in a day or two.

In this situation, we can only rely on the team leader or team leader to adjust. Fortunately, both our side and the elves are more sensible, so the friction is just a verbal exchange at best, and there has not been a single case of a fight.

Just as I was flicking the scarlet charcoal fire with a branch, eagerly looking at the barbecue and milk soup on it, and enjoying this rare moment of tranquility, the sudden sound of footsteps in the darkness made me sigh loudly.

"grown ups."

The mercenary, who was dressed in a night uniform that blended in with the night, saluted me from behind. Speaking of which, these guys were a little too into the drama. Originally, they were only responsible for investigating and delivering news. Unexpectedly, there were probably a few people watching.

Thanks to the bad ideas of the novel guy, even the costumes have begun to become standardized. Have you made a mistake? Do you want to switch to a thief?

But nonsense is nonsense, the level of these guys is getting higher and higher. If this elf war lasts for a year or two, maybe they will really cultivate talents in this field and create a thieves guild or something. I believe it.

Kara would also be happy to see this kind of talent emerge.

The Night Walker mercenary glanced subconsciously and found that in addition to the leader of the operation and his maid and mercenary, a female ice mage with a somewhat strange dress, there was another person in white robes surrounding the campfire.

The girl, with her back to him, was actually emitting a white light that was not inferior to that of a bonfire. The most surprising thing was that this light was extremely holy, just like the holy light emitted when an angel descended, which made him feel...

An urge to worship.

Retracting his mind, the mercenary began to report the situation he had organized. As he spoke, he saw a golden puppy striding out of the tent, barking, looking towards him. Revealing a hint of

Contempt, then turned his head, swaggered down next to the campfire, and yawned. This kind of treatment made the mercenary dumbfounded. Was he despised by a dog? Could it be an illusion? Let’s not talk about anything else, the dog

Can he show such a human expression? Thinking of this, he tried to convince himself that he must be dazzled.

"Alex, are all your brothers over there safe? You didn't encounter any danger when delivering the information."

From the report, I learned that this man dressed in night clothes was actually a desert warrior with a very impressive name, Alex, which really did not match his current sneaky attire.

"Thank you for your concern, sir. Thanks to those dark wanderers, most of the monsters have been cleared away by them, and the brothers have hardly encountered any danger." Alex smiled gratefully.

"Well, that's good. By the way, you haven't had dinner yet. Come on, sit down and eat together." Seeing Alex still standing behind me, I quickly invited with a smile.

"No sir, I have to rush back now to make preparations. I can only accept your kindness." Alex shook his head and refused, his eyes very firm.

"In that case, fine, but don't get exhausted."

"yes."

Alex's figure quickly disappeared into the darkness. When I turned around, I saw a tragic scene - the little ghost who was napping just now, the dead dog with a careless expression, and the other person who seemed to be in a daze.

Princess Sanwu, at the moment when I turned around and was careless, she had already stretched out her magic hand to barbecue on the bonfire. Princess Sanwu was okay, she still retained the royal reserve in her eating manner, but the speed was not slow at all.

The dead dog and the little ghost were devouring the food without any appearance at all. It reminded me of the eating competition after the second level in the arcade Three Kingdoms. Even if they were shaking the joystick and pressing the buttons at 30 times the speed, they were not as fast as they are now.

Exaggeration and nonsense!

Damn it, if I don’t eat it I’ll be gone.

After having enough wine and food, I started to knead the little ghost's face, which was softer than fermented dough. While letting out a mournful sound of unknown meaning, she looked at me with troubled eyes, as if she was doing it for no reason.

You're bullying again, but just now this stupid ghost ate the most, filling its belly to full, so now it's completely unable to resist my invasion. This is your own fault, you can't blame others. Wow!

Click——

"I dare you to say that there was never a time when it was not caused by you."

While enjoying the wonderful feeling, I looked at the little ghost being rubbed and smiled secretly with a ridiculous expression. I pretended to be vicious and said, yes, this little guy is the source of all evil. I thought about the way Princess Sanwu ate at the beginning.

It's still elegant and slow, and even the dead dog seems to have a bit of aristocratic temperament. But since seeing the little ghost's movements, everything has changed - because if it doesn't change, there will be no food!

Every time I think that before I have eaten enough, all the food has been eaten away by the little ghost, and then I have to get up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet, hiding in a dark corner with tears in my eyes, gnawing on the hard and cold dried meat, my heart,

It's like going through ten world wars.

"What's going on with this mouth? Why can it eat so fast?"

I pinched the little ghost's cheeks with one hand and gently pulled them out. Pulling her tempting lips into a straight line. Damn it, when she was pursed, it looked like she could only put in one at most.

Why can a lollipop-like cherry mouth type be able to swallow a whole fist-sized barbecue with its bones? Do you think this is a cartoon? Look below, as if you can see it immediately after eating a small bowl of rice.

The smooth and slender willow waist is slightly bulging, but it does not bulge at all even after swallowing a whole roasted beef. Do you think this is science fiction? Such a mouth and such a stomach are simply better than mine.

The bug sword exists even more bugs!

Looking down from my waist, I squinted my eyes and used my hands again. Today, I am going to vent all my dissatisfaction towards the little ghost.

"Also, I've told you how many times, you have gradually adapted to appearing in front of other people, so put on your underwear for me, you bastard. What should I do if the updraft blows? You don't think about yourself,

You have to think about me, how shameful do you think I am to go to a tailor shop to buy underwear for you, you bastard?!"

"But (but)..."

The little ghost, whose cheeks I kept rubbing, responded vaguely and motioned for me to stop for a moment, as if he had something important to say.

"But, you can obviously ask little Jasmine to buy it."

Rubbing her slightly red face, she raised her head and looked at me angrily. Her eyes were constantly searching for flaws all over my body.

"..."

A moment of silence.

"Wow!!"

The little ghost who was caught off guard and hit his forehead with a snap of his fingers covered his forehead and looked at me with tears in his eyes like a bullied little animal.

"Why are you bullying me again?"

"A real man never needs a reason to do things." I raised my head and looked far away, with endless melancholy and vicissitudes on my face.

"There are flaws."

The moment I raised my head, the little ghost screamed and rushed over to me, holding my head and biting it down, grinding its sharp teeth on it. It was dead. It was going to die. This time I was really finished.

.Ah!! Damn dog, you actually dare to take advantage of the fire, just wait for me, tomorrow I will use your dog skin to make underwear for the little ghost...

More than half a month passed in a flash. At this time, we had advanced into the hinterland of the elves, and the battle gradually became fierce. I alone saw several abandoned elven villages, probably resisting several waves of attacks by dark wanderers.

After that, we suffered heavy casualties, unable to fight anymore and chose to migrate. Not only the elves, but our Adventurer Alliance also suffered casualties. The four mercenaries who participated in this operation left this cruel world forever. This made me feel most distressed and helpless.

Surprisingly, one of them turned out to be the Rogge archer who first visited me when I was setting up a stall. I recalled her sweet smile when she was chatting with me, and then looked at the white lips on the ground.

, her eyes were tightly closed, her pale face had lost its vitality, and her comrades were crying loudly at the side. My heart was wandering. I couldn’t tell whether it was anger or regret. I just felt that there seemed to be countless sharp people around me who were blaming me for my incompetence.

His eyes are looking at himself.

So, that night, I had a nightmare. I dreamed that Vilas and Sarah were lying on the ground lifelessly like the Rogge archer, and I, instead of her teammates, knelt on the ground and cried.

I woke up from a dream, my whole body was covered with wet sweat, and the fear I had never felt before shrouded my heart. It took a few days to get rid of the heaviness, but the scene in the dream that could make me collapse in an instant was already buried in my heart.

to the deepest part of the soul.

On this day, while I was riding around on Xiaoxue, waiting for the mercenaries who had assumed the role of thieves and could not help themselves to deliver the news, other adventurers met me. After waiting for a while, the mistress who was patrolling nearby came back.

, followed by thirty or forty figures, apparently a group from the second brigade.

But when they walked in and took a look, my eyes widened. They were all acquaintances.

The captain of the first team, Barbarian Kurt, brought his teammates, four other teams of career changers, and two teams of mercenaries and walked over with their heads shaking. After a closer look, there was actually a team of Little Fox inside.

Even Phoenix is ​​included, which is great now. Almost all the adventurers I met in Kurast are now together.

"How did you get together?"

Seeing a group of monsters wandering in front of me, I was quite speechless.

"Why can't we get together?" Kurt in front touched his bald head and asked with a smile.

"Okay, let's skip this question for now. Isn't this the area that the second team is responsible for? As the captain of the first team, why are you here? Be careful that Nalani (the second team captain) will blast you with explosive arrows.

"Ass." There is no doubt that if the female Amazon wanted to, it would not be difficult to do this in this unique environment for her.

"Huh? That's not right. I'm sure it's the area that the First Brigade is responsible for. You made a mistake." Now it was the turn of Kurt and the others to be confused.

"Do you mean to say that I got lost again? Let me tell you, I have never been lost before!!"

Hearing what they said, I immediately felt unhappy. I followed the second brigade all the way with my extremely accurate seventh sense as a man. How could I have gone wrong?

"..."

In fact, there are obviously many explanations, but this guy just wants to reveal the answer that he is trying so hard to hide. No, no, no, it's too good to complain, and I can't help it. Phoenix covered his mouth and endured it very hard. He knew

, if I laugh now, I will inevitably get my anus exploded again by some small-minded person in the future.

"Ahem... By the way, Mr. Wu Fan, we have received information now that the twelfth group not far ahead seems to have a dispute with the elven village. You came just in time." It was a wise wizard in Kut's team.

, immediately changed the topic, strangling everyone's suppressed laughter in their throats.

Under the leadership of Kurt, a group of us set off towards the destination. At this time, the restless little fox came up to me, raised his little tail and boasted to me about the harvest in the past half month, telling me one by one dearly.

It gave me goosebumps, and the people around me looked at the two of us and snickered, completely entering the movie-watching mode.

About an hour later, we finally arrived at the elf village where the dispute occurred. A small village composed of flowers, green leaves and towering trees appeared in front of us. Unlike in the novel, the elves in the dark world do not live in trees.

They also want to build houses, but they are more artistic than humans and the houses they build are more beautiful and closer to nature.

After a cursory glance at the beautiful village in front of me, I set my sights on the entrance of the village. There was a group of adventurers standing in the village, and inside was a large group of elves. There were many corpses of dwarves and a few elven warriors lying in the middle. There was an atmosphere of tense confrontation.
Chapter completed!