A group of ordinary travelers who got lost? Of course it was an obvious lie.
...It may be true that they lost their way because the road was washed away, but they are obviously not a group of ordinary travelers - the attire on these dozen guys seems to be quite good, and the long bows each
Zhang asked for at least a few hundred gold coins in fine products. Although they carefully covered their armors with robes, some subtle parts, such as hand guards and other exquisite parts, could not be hidden from Edward's sight.
Not to mention the slickness of a veteran whose every move is revealed.
The somewhat thin figure sitting against the wall on the left, with his eyes hidden under the shadow of the hood, has been patrolling Edward and Baroque from the beginning, and the place where they linger is vague.
...There are always some vital points. This look was like looking at a lamb to be slaughtered, which made Edward shrink back instinctively.
There is also the guy who has been covering himself tightly - as long as the hunter concentrates, he can feel the magical aura surging on his body. At the same time, he can also see the layer under his robe that represents the existence of magic items.
Halo.
It is true that there is no guarantee of security in this world - the lords' management of their territories is actually limited to the core area. Leaving areas with prosperous economic exchanges, the more remote the area, the more chaotic the security will be.
In places like this, it is very common to encounter bandits and bandits. In areas like forests where no one can control them, it is a paradise for illegal forces. Therefore, when rich businessmen or small nobles travel, please take a few
It is normal to have a good bodyguard.
But rogues, a few good archers and a mage... Ordinary merchants would not hire such a full complement of mercenaries as guards, because that would represent an almost sky-high commission.
As for the possibility of wealthy businessmen traveling...
——Although Edward didn't know what the folk customs were like in this place, he believed that ordinary people's way of traveling usually did not avoid regular roads and chose this secluded route in the forest. The heavy rain has been going on for more than a day.
, there is also buffering time in between. How could an ordinary traveler stay in this remote place?
Unless their original goal is in this forest.
What's more, there are the warning arrows when they just met - if it is true that this forest is not far from a medium-sized city as they said, then there is no reason for them to be so nervous...unless they are avoiding it.
something.
Fortunately, it seems that although they are alert, they are not the kind of ruthless people... You must know that although the moral atmosphere on this continent has not been corrupted to the point where there are gangs everywhere, it is not bad enough that Lei Feng is everywhere, and a person faints in front of him.
In such a situation, rescuing someone is never the first choice.
But precisely because of this, it is a big trouble - not being vicious also means that you will not be decisive in doing things. When you escape, it will only make the situation passive.
As long as he feels a little better, he will leave these guys and stay far away... The young man said to himself in his heart. But soon, the dizzy feeling in his mind came over again, making him
He couldn't think about anything more.
Moreover, now, the situation in the hut has evolved into an embarrassing situation.
"...If the goddess hadn't taught us kindness and mercy, I wouldn't have let you, a wine barrel of unknown origin, even enter the room!"
The half-elf girl sneered, seemingly not noticing the helpless look on the leader's face - the latter obviously wanted to keep her quiet, but unfortunately there seemed to be some identity gap, so he whispered a few words, "Ms.
, Please pay attention to your image' and other reminders were drowned in the little girl's urgent and fast voice.
"Don't say that word again! You...hell, my beard is on top, you are insulting a noble son of the mountains! Do you think I don't know? The mountain hut is reserved for every passer-by, and
You are not the only one who has the power to use it, and you want to drive me away? You didn’t build this house!"
The dwarf on the other side is obviously not very good at being courteous to the younger ones, and his voice almost breaks the roof - in fact, in the country of dwarves, respecting the elders is a spontaneous rule, but for imps, they prefer
A straightforward way of communicating, and even a bit harsh in giving some unreasonable 'training'.
"Oh, what about the noble Mr. Dwarf? What about the barrel of fine wine we just had for dinner? Since Mr. Dwarf is so noble, he should know that you have to pay for food, right?"
Of course, being loud is not the only way to determine the outcome of a quarrel. The little girl rolled her eyes and immediately found an opportunity to counterattack: "Also, the bottle of wine in your arms now seems to be ours, right? You
Have you drank half of it already?"
"Uh... um, didn't I pay you five gold coins? That kind of surprisingly light wine, if it weren't for your invitation, I wouldn't be interested in drinking it!" Mentioning some practical benefits, the dwarf
Suddenly he couldn't resist. He rolled his eyes twice, his nose was already red, but his stubby fingers couldn't help but hold the money bag: "Yes, I just don't want to refute your face.
I, the great dwarf, am very friendly!"
"Oh, how do I remember that someone eagerly took the wine into his arms? Besides, in Lissouli, the price of this 'surprisingly light' green wine is at least ten gold coins! Also, if I
I remember correctly, when you just took out those five gold coins, you kept saying they were to pay for your companion's treatment!"
The little girl sneered loudly and exposed every flaw of the other party without hesitation: "In addition, his condition is not like you said, it can be cured by just a magical healing spell. I just used one
To remove a disease, to remove a curse, to restore a spell... Even if it’s the lowest price, you still have to pay at least three hundred gold coins!”
"Hell, what... what kind of wine is so expensive? Even the dwarf fire wine is just... Hey, you just agreed to treat me to a drink!"
Obviously, the noble dwarf can also cheat without scruples, especially when the noble Baroque Lord has few gold coins in his pocket: "Also, I don't know what spell you used, my companion
It took you so long to wake up, which is enough to show your spellcasting ability..."
"Okay Baroque, being loud doesn't mean being logical. Sometimes it's the opposite. And arguing with a lady won't make you look noble." Edward rubbed his tight temples to stop the boredom.
Argument: "Since there is still half a bottle of wine, do you still have dried meat in your pocket? I will bake it for you. As for the wine, I will pay for it for you."
It is obviously not a wise move to estrange the relationship with the other party. Although most of the people in this group have not shown any hostility because of this noise, they just look like they are watching the fun to entertain themselves, but in Edward's eyes
Here, this group of people has become increasingly synonymous with trouble.
The secondary restoration spell is a fourth-level divine spell. The person who can cast it can at least be called a real priest in terms of ability. This is not easy even for a true heir of elf blood.
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Although the power possessed by a priest is determined by the degree of faith, a large part of it is determined by the gods whether to grant it or not, so there will inevitably be some cases of favoritism and malpractice - ordinary priests pray, fast, and preach day after day.
Teachings, but it often takes forty or fifty years to reach the level where you can use advanced magic. But some people can do it easily - the reasons are often varied, but their ability is unquestionable.
Of course, the rate of such lucky people is not high. Just like some magicians who are particularly smart, oh, or have particularly good ability to sense magic nets, they are all rare but not sought after -
The difference is that the backstage of these people is often surprisingly large.
"Compared to a certain noble Mr. Dwarf, you, a little friend, understands the meaning of politeness better." The little girl snorted softly and showed a victorious smile - the dwarf obviously no longer attracted her attention at this time.
, and the rescuer actually interested her: "Well, for the sake of my cute little brother, my sister doesn't care about the cost of treatment."
"cute……"
This description made Edward smile bitterly. He knew that half-elves have a lifespan that is at least twice as long as that of ordinary people because of some excellent elements in their blood. Therefore, although this little girl looks only eleven or twelve years old,
But the actual lifespan may have been longer than his. However, the triumphant expression on the other person's face made him have some mischievous impulses: "Well... speaking of cuteness, you are also very cute, so cute.
, it must be a boy, right?"
"certainly not!"
The weird question made the little girl puff up her cheeks cutely and widen her eyes: "What's your point? Why must the cute ones be boys! Have you ever seen a boy wearing a skirt?"
"Oh, yes, there is a country called Scotland. Their boys all wear skirts. Well, not only boys, uncles and grandpas also wear skirts, and they are much shorter than yours.
It only reaches above the knees."
"...It's such a strange habit, but girls in their country definitely don't dress like that, right? On rainy days like today, or in winter, wouldn't their legs feel cold?"
"Girls, girls can wear it too, but you are right, they are not as cold-resistant as men, so they will wear very long socks, and there will be an absolute space between the socks and the skirt... Four
Compare one to one point and twenty-five?"
"Absolute field? What a weird statement." The little girl shook her head, but her attention was obviously attracted by this incredible statement: "Maybe it will look very good... But, if you compare it like this, it won't be inconvenient.
Action? For example, it’s too short..."
"Who said it is very convenient? In the absolute realm, it is absolutely unchangeable...
"Then, will aunties and old ladies also dress like that?"
"No, that's too disgusting... No, after a certain age, people become less afraid of the cold, so there is no need to wear it. Well, in fact, when they get older, they won't wear it anymore
clothes."
Edward was talking nonsense solemnly, and at the same time he started to insert the dried meat into the iron drill next to the fireplace - in fact, the slow and sudden pain in his head made him a little unbearable, so he had to use some work to distract himself
.
But it was obvious that the little girl's interest was getting stronger and stronger. She didn't care about the change in the half-elf's face and walked straight towards him, her golden eyes unblinking: "You are so interesting. That big wine barrel called you just now."
Edward, is that your name?"
"Your way of asking is not in line with your status, miss, why would Loli imitate Sister Yu's tone... Well, before asking someone else's name, shouldn't it be polite to state your own?"
"Lisa Lenobili. This is my human name. It's not as good as my original name, but it still sounds nice. It means sunshine among colorful clouds. I also like it very much." The little half-elf girl blinked.
, the corners of his mouth curled up slyly: "Okay, I've told you my name, so what about you, what's your name?"
"Lily, isn't it? It's a very nice name. However, I don't seem to have said that I must tell you my name."
"Don't call like that! It sounds like you are calling a puppy or a kitten!" The hunter's teasing made the little girl's eyes immediately twitch, but then she was discouraged and discovered that the other party did not make a promise just now: "You...
You're a scumbag!"
"Well, my name is Edward Vincent, and Vincent means guardian of property."
"Pfft hahahaha... What a weird name, with a strange meaning. Guardian of some kind of property? It sounds like the name of a fire-breathing dragon!"
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"Miss, although this child has completed the treatment, he should still be very weak now, so should we let him have a good rest?" When the conversation between the two seemed to be getting more and more harmonious, the leading half-elf
Finally I couldn't help but speak.
In fact, he didn't want to disturb the little girl's conversation, but the human boy always gave him a strange pressure...
Even though the other party now looks weak and trembling under the cloak, past experience tells him that this person is definitely not an ordinary traveler - the calluses and scars between his fingers are only from holding the hilt of the sword frequently.
And only those who are good at wielding it would have it, especially the one above the right thumb - except for a crossbow, and a heavy crossbow, he couldn't imagine how a person could leave a smooth friction callus mark on that place.
A person who is proficient in using these two things is definitely a good mercenary. As for the dwarf, let alone... These stone descendants are born to be the best warriors, especially the one in front of them. If they are at extremely close range
If he seizes the opportunity, the half-elf has no doubt that the opponent can at least make him unable to parry within a few rounds.
This is why he has been so wary of these two people from the beginning. The mission he performed this time was originally very easy, but now it has undoubtedly become very troublesome... He had to fight with a score of 120,000 points.
Caution, fortunately, these two people seem to really have no connection with their opponents...their fatigue and desolation are not pretended. Although I don't understand how such two people can always be peaceful. Even the goblins are not half
The Emerald Forest has become such a virtuous person, but that has nothing to do with him.
As long as we can return to the city safely, everything will be over.
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"I hope he won't disrupt our schedule...these two guys with unknown origins."
A voice echoed in Edward's ears, and the unceremonious tone made him raise his eyes alertly, only to find that the half-elf in front of him just stared at him unfriendlyly and did not speak.
Illusion?
Edward narrowed his eyes slightly, but then he discovered that the voice did not stop there - soon, a second voice followed, then a third, and a fourth...
"Fortunately, it doesn't look too troublesome. It only takes half a day to go back to Lissouli. As long as we get on the main road..."
"The captain must have hidden a lot of sweet bread. Although it is true that we should save food, it is not a troublesome thing this time... But what danger can that little girl pose? She is just a wealthy businessman..."
"Those two guys should really be passing by... But it's not certain. It's best to keep an eye on them, otherwise if they get behind the scenes..."
These sounds are messy and erratic, some are loud and some are small... The chatter is generally intermittent, and if you listen carefully, it involves all levels. But there is no order in it, as if you are talking to yourself, asking questions and answering questions.
But these people in front of me should be extremely experienced mercenaries, not novices who can't control their emotions. Even if they think of such sarcastic words, they would not say them - after all, adventurers are
People who add blood to the blade and grab food from the tiger's claws will need the help of others at some point at some point, so they will never offend someone easily... Naturally, it is impossible to do so without any hindrance.
Just say what comes to mind.
Is it an auditory hallucination?
Edward couldn't help but frowned... The headache was gradually dissipating, but if the terrible adventure before had really left some psychological legacy, causing him to start hearing hallucinations...
No, that's not right.
This is obviously not some kind of conjecture - because the hunter is very sure that if it is his own conjecture, it will never be so simple. If it involves something like Mars, it will still be...
No, wait... Just say it as soon as it comes to mind?
Some kind of touch in his heart made Edward gently turn his eyes, focusing his energy on the people around him.
"Oh, the weather is really too cold. You're a bastard. If I had known better, I should have stayed in Baiyang Town. The food and wine in that hotel are first-class, but the price is too high... Well, next time
I have to find a way to get this little guy Edward to treat me to a big meal, otherwise I will save him in vain... In such a cold weather, barbecue and wine are my salvation."
Good guy...
For a moment, Edward couldn't help but hold his breath, feeling that his heartbeat was clearly audible!
Because he seemed to have determined that what he was listening to at this moment was the voice in everyone's heart.
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