Even in March, even at noon, the sun shines directly on this unobstructed place in the northernmost part of the Xia Empire, and it is still a bit cold.
Although there are several elevators in Tianmu Town, they cannot handle the large number of adventurers. Besides, when it is really dangerous, adventurers will climb directly onto the wall. They will only take the elevator when they are not in a hurry or when they have a lot of things.
Don Quixote and others
He stood and waited not far from the elevator. The main reason was that Don Quixote didn't want to squeeze in. Today, there were more soldiers patrolling around. Needless to say, it must have been Kyle's behavior that day that gave the guard chief a headache.
, then more troops were dispatched.
"Next batch." Listening to the voice, a middle-aged soldier in his thirties or forties, whose attire is different from other soldiers, is probably an officer, is directing the adventurers to go into the elevator until it is full.
, then waved to the slaves on the side, and the elevator slowly went down. The legionnaire picked up the water bottle hanging on his chest and drank a few sips.
However, Don Quixote, who was not very far away from him, touched his nose. Apparently the lich's sensitive spirit allowed him to sense the fragrant smell of wine, and he couldn't help but think in his heart, this officer is really bold.
.
"Are you also going to hunt monsters?" As the elevator descended, the soldier seemed to have found a chance to rest. He leaned a few meters away from Don Quixote and the others, and murmured again.
Take a few sips of "water", Don Quixote
Then he raised his head and looked at the officer who was talking to him. There was a different kind of vicissitudes in his face that was not young, and there was a unique aura between his eyebrows. "I think he is also a man with a story."
Don Quixote thought so.
"That's right." Maybe this person's temperament is very unique. So Don Quixote answered his words. For an ordinary person, he would at most just hum or nod. In the final analysis, he doesn't like to talk to him when it is not necessary.
The stranger walked too close.
"Hey, the beast tide is coming. I wonder if I can survive when the time comes?" The officer leaned against the wall with one arm. He seemed to be looking at the patrolling soldiers with a slightly helpless look.
"Looking at your age, you should be able to retire."
The officer shook his head and took another sip of wine. "I am alone. If I leave here, I don't know where to go." There was a trace of unspeakable loneliness in his tone.
Don Quixote shrugged, took out a few bottles of high-purity white wine from the space ring, and handed them to the officer. Naturally, they were not mixed with anything else. Because he didn't want to do anything to the soldier.
, as for why he did this. The reason is also very simple. He has
Soldiers are quite respected. A group of people who sacrifice their lives to protect their country deserve respect. Especially this officer. Don Quixote can even guess that he is used to fighting and will no longer adapt to ordinary humans. Such people are actually very
Sadly, although in fact Don Quixote guessed wrong.
The officer was not polite, took the wine handed by Don Quixote and placed it under the corner. Then he looked at the elevator that was slowly rising and waved to Don Quixote, "Come on, it's your turn.
," he said, gently hitting his chest, "Everyone, may you have good fortune!"
"Gah~" A goshawk looking for money passed through the wall of sighs. Although it screamed provocatively, no one actually wanted to pay attention to it. The officer holding one hand on the wall almost disappeared.
Don Quixote and others on the horizon couldn't help but twitch their lips, "An unexpectedly easy-going little guy, a young man who succeeds without any ostentation."
As he spoke, the middle-aged man shook his head, seeming to think of his past self. Obviously, he could now be said to be living on his last breath, or he could be said to have achieved great enlightenment. Looking back on the past, he seemed to have a hint of helplessness, "Let you get some benefits first, and then I will talk to you about it."
Maybe it would be much easier if you talked."
After Don Quixote's figure disappeared, he remembered the bottles of wine in the corner. With a thought, the other wines sank into the city wall, and the remaining bottle flew into his hand, and he drank it as if there was no one around.
A big mouthful.
"Cough~uh~" The middle-aged officer coughed violently at first, then covered his mouth with a happy face to prevent the liquid in his mouth from flowing out, and finally swallowed the wine forcibly with a blushing face. After a long sound,
He took a long breath and said, "Good wine!"
There was a glimmer of curiosity in his originally slightly cloudy eyes, because this delicious wine reminded him of the intensity of some fairy wines that he had quoted in the ancient world, although it was not the same as those wines.
Fabi's, but compared to the slightly clumsy low-alcohol wine in Faerûn, it still stands out.
In the endless wilderness, no one dares to ride a carriage, even if there is a space ring to install it, because the smell of horses will definitely attract many carnivorous monsters, just like high-brightness light bulbs in the dark, so everyone can only rely on two
Legs, of course, this is not a problem, after all, adventurers will eventually
It can run faster than those horses and has more endurance. The only exception is Celia. Obviously this little half-elf is not good at fighting, so Peter carries her on his back, but Don Quixote enjoys watching her.
Looking like this, I suddenly remembered a famous saying on earth, "Loli is really worthy of an uncle."
After entering the wasteland, Don Quixote handed over the command to Peter. A professional is a professional. You must take a rest after running for a certain distance. The resting places are easy to defend and difficult to attack. In the worst case, there is an escape route.
, every time they take a break, everyone is reminded to spray some kind of alchemical dust on their bodies, which is used to mask the human breath. To use the toilet, you must find a place that is exposed to the wind, and you must dig a hole first, and then bury it after use.
To be honest, although all this means nothing to Don Quixote, he prefers this kind of life to the so-called intrigues or the life of bitter hatred. Not only him, but also Kyle,
There were smiles all the way, which made Don Quixote feel that the money was well spent.
Night came quietly. At Peter's suggestion, everyone found a leeward place to camp along the Golden River. Don Quixote was cautious and secretly set up a warning magic circle around it. It's okay to experience life. But
It's no fun if you take it off.
After dinner. Since it was not very late yet, even though Don Quixote and Archer Morgan had been scheduled to stay at midnight, everyone still gathered around the fire and chatted. After all, they had only traveled for an afternoon, so every day
My personal energy is quite abundant.
But perhaps because of the existence of Don Quixote, the people in the adventure group were afraid of saying anything strange, and their chats were all centered on where to go hunting tomorrow. Don Quixote saw all this in his eyes.
Quixote responded to the situation and took out his own version of the Faerun guitar, Yurikko.
"Let me tell you a story," Don Quixote said, reaching out to touch Celia, who was already a little sleepy in Peter's arms. "After listening to the story, those who are not keeping watch can go to bed." He said,
And it was for the sake of everyone, so everyone nodded, and then Don Quixote plucked the strings and adjusted the sound a few times. Along with a burst of sad and beautiful music, he told a story that he also liked very much in his previous life.
At the foot of the Blade's Edge Mountains, there is a hidden place about a few miles away. There are several inconspicuous tents stationed there, and they are also wrapped in a magic circle that hides the aura. A group of knights and mages are digging tunnels enthusiastically and carefully, obviously
, set off first, and Watt and others, who had already arrived at the foot of Daofei Mountain, had already started their plan.
According to Watt's order, his subordinates began to dig tunnels leading to Knife Bee Mountain. To deal with gregarious monsters like Knife Bees, digging tunnels is a very good choice. In this case, the only Knife Bees that the unit comes into contact with are tunnel passages.
Wide, so that whether it is offense or defense, the pressure will be much less, especially if the situation gets out of control, just blow up the passage, and you can avoid the fate of being sucked dry by the knife wasps.
Watt, who was sitting in the tent, was looking at a drawing. The content on the drawing turned out to be the internal structure of Daofei Mountain. Although it was only a rough outline, it would definitely surprise other adventurers when they saw it. Normally,
The person who can draw this blueprint must be an extremely powerful person, but if there is such a powerful being who is really eyeing this queen bee, there is no need to put so much effort into it, just rush in and snatch it away.
However, judging from the unrefined structure, it is obvious that this is a drawing obtained through some other method similar to cheating. As for what method, perhaps only Watt himself knows. There are all kinds of wonders in the world, and maybe there is a kind of person who is naturally good at it.
It doesn't have to be hidden. Of course, this is not the point. No matter where this drawing comes from, the fact is that it is in Watt's hands, and that's fine.
"Qia Li, how long will it take to dig out the weizhi I specified?"
The thin mage who was kneeling next to Watt looked at the drawings on the table and said, "Come back to the commander, there are a lot of soil and rocks here, and the farther back you go, the more so. And in order not to arouse the alertness of the knife bees, the speed is slow.
It will be very fast. According to my subordinates, it will take at least three or four days."
"Take your time. You only have one chance. There are still months to go before the beast wave. The most important thing we lack is time."
"Yes, Commander."
"Okay, you go and supervise them. Those bastards, if no one cares about them, they might cause trouble."
While Watt and others were digging the tunnel in full swing, the Queen of Blade Bees finally made up her mind to use a secret technique inherited from her bloodline to save her own life, although every time she used this secret technique, she would
It caused her strength to shrink greatly for a long time, and during the period when the secret technique was being used, she had almost no resistance, but there was no way. Saving her life was important, and the Queen of Blades also knew that with her current self, she could not resist that force at all.
Mysterious fluctuations.
"Buzz~buzz~buzz~" A series of buzzing sounds with a certain pattern came out from the mouth of the Queen of Knife Bees. After that, countless Knife Bees that were much larger than ordinary Knife Bees seemed to have received some order.
It spread out and made a buzzing sound at the same time.
After a while, all the knife bees in the core of the hive began to fly towards the queen's chamber, and then sprayed some kind of crystal mucus through two pairs of hollow knife-like front claws outside her room. Obviously, the knife bees
It is also famous for its pair of front pincers.
The mucus solidified when it encountered air, forming an extremely hard mixture. Gradually, the entire bee royal family was surrounded by this mucus, forming a round sphere. However, it seemed that the knife wasps were not satisfied.
He continued to spit out the mixture until the sphere became extremely huge and crystal clear, then he stopped and spread out and returned to where he should go.
The Queen of Blades, who was wrapped in the sphere, did not suffer from lack of oxygen because of this. Instead, she was floating in the air with blue light all over her body. After curling up into a ball, the blue light shone on the huge crystal sphere, softening the crystal and extracting mucus from it.
It began to wrap around the Queen of Blades, and gradually a small oval sphere appeared in the huge sphere. It looked like an egg, but this egg was fixed in the middle through threads made of countless crystals.
And if you look carefully, you will find that there seem to be some very mysterious patterns on the eggshell inside the large crystal ball. It should be a certain kind of magic circle, a magical magic circle that does not require mithril or the guidance of a mage.
"That guy named Naraku De is really a bastard," Lux stood up and shook her sore neck and waved her fist, "Miss Kikyo saved him, but he did that kind of thing because of his own selfish desires."
"It's not that she and Fang Yaksha don't trust each other enough," Morgan, who has rich experience, pointed out the problem immediately.
"Okay, okay," Peter clapped his hands, "Let's go to bed. What time is it now? I hope you can get up in the middle of the night."
Apparently Don Quixote's story was so exciting that everyone forgot about time. By the time Don Quixote finished telling the memories of "Inuyasha" in one breath, half of the first half of the night had passed without even realizing it (to be continued...)
ps: Note 1: The name of the song is "Inuyasha's Fate and Love", which is very nice.
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