A scrawled portrait is pasted on the lower right corner of the notice, and the word "Village Chief" is thoughtfully written in the blank space, as if no one in the village knows him. The village chief on the portrait is outlined with black charcoal, barely able to
Get a rough idea.
“Who wants to guide us to investigate the whereabouts of the village chief? Is that what you mean?” Griffith checked the back of the notice and found nothing.
"It's not who it is," Galadia crossed her arms and shook her head, "This is the memory and will of the sealed object, which may not be consistent with reality."
After speaking, she pulled out the dagger given to her by Griffith and began to chant the magic spell. Without the assistance of a wand, a layer of faint silver light enveloped the dagger, giving it magical abilities for a certain period of time.
After the enchantment was completed this time, the elf stopped, patrolling around and waiting for the cooldown time for casting to end, preparing to add temporary special effects to other weapons.
“Garadia, tell me the information you have, including your conjectures and knowledge of the promotion ceremony.” Griffith watched her prepare and made a request.
“Well, can you not say that?”
"no."
“You are so cruel!”
The elf held his hands in front of his chest and walked around in circles in the open space, "The essence of the promotion ceremony is a trial. Although you can escape from a domain-type sealed object by applying the corresponding sealed object rules, the ceremony is different from
The fusion of sealed objects means that there will be battles and dangers that test my spellcasting ability and ranger characteristics.
“The trial process is restricted by the rules of the world, and often excludes external intervention and equipment assistance, thoroughly testing the trialist’s mastery and use of extraordinary abilities.
"Judging from past cases, my trial will test me to use local materials to create enchanted weapons and positions, and then use the characteristics of a ranger to fight against that huge and powerful monster. Its power will definitely crush me. Once
Being caught or hit head-on can be fatal. In this process, my lethality, combat endurance, tactical arrangements and mobility will be put to the ultimate test.
"This trial will fully temper me, strengthen my understanding of extraordinary characteristics and power, and lay the foundation for future growth. It is not only dangerous, but also a good thing with endless benefits. In case I really can't defeat the monsters here, I can also follow
Decrypt the characteristics of the sealed object and then escape, there is still a chance of success."
After saying this, Miss Elf looked at Griffith with her head held high, as if asking whether she was satisfied or not.
With this information, Griffith can basically predict the characteristics of the next battle and formulate countermeasures. The essence of the trial is not to kill the trialists, but to guide them in the direction of progress. Even if the enemy's paper strength is
Far stronger than the two of them, as long as careful tactical design is carried out, the next battle will still have a greater chance of victory.
But why is Galadia unwilling to tell the truth?
Although Miss Elf gave a very detailed explanation, the loopholes were also obvious. She concealed an important piece of information and tried to pretend to be honest to get through.
Griffith stared at the elf's big eyes. The two looked at each other like this for a while, and Galadia looked away and continued to enchant her weapon.
Griffith said without any tone: "Garadia, even if you hide it, I have already seen through it."
The girl who has finished enchanting the second dagger and is pretending to check it has a calm face.
But her long pointed ears jumped when she heard the words "have seen through", revealing all her thoughts.
“Huh, what are you thinking about?” She snorted coldly and disdainfully.
As soon as he finished speaking, a vague and noisy murmur suddenly came. Those charred figures appeared again, crowding around the two of them.
Galadia was startled. An illusory figure passed directly through her body, as if it was not in the same plane as her and had no influence on each other.
The babble gradually became clearer.
“I know, it was him, that freak.”
“Shhh, keep your voice down, don’t talk like that. But I also saw him arguing with the village chief and even getting into a fight.”
“Stupid freak, why don’t you agree with this proposal that is good for everyone?”
"I guess the village chief has been killed..."
“Yes~”
“We need to seek help from the mage and knight stationed in the town.”
“We’ll send someone for help now.”
The chaotic words sounded like dozens of villagers talking, but every word was clearly distinguishable. Their figures quickly faded and disappeared into the air together with the words.
It seems that a certain unknown villager opposed the relocation of the village, and everyone else knew that he had a conflict with the missing village chief. The villagers obviously didn't like him, but they were very wary of him and even wanted to invite extraordinary people.
.
Griffith glanced at Galadia, and met her wandering eyes.
“Perhaps it’s the monster we met at the beginning,” Galadia immediately looked away. “This monster is incredibly powerful. It was able to defeat an extraordinary team led by the stationed mage. It must be an extraordinary person.”
Griffith said with some regret: "It's a pity that I didn't have the opportunity to know the past case records in this area before setting off. Otherwise, I should have a general understanding of what happened. There will definitely be no shortage of records about the deaths of spellcasters."
."
"It's too late to say this now, and there are so many places with information, how can we prepare them one by one without clues," the elf shook his head, "If the secret of the sealed object is known to the public, the sealed object will not be formed. Let's continue to explore.
The answer can be found here.
“Although we don’t know the identity of the villager, he must have a residence in the village. We may be able to find clues by searching the houses one by one.”
Although the sky was filled with gloomy ashes, the farmhouses in this village called Xiluo Village were beautiful and neat. Griffiths checked the two houses and found that neither of them had the habit of locking their doors.
In the empty house, there are half-eaten soups, vegetables and rice on the table, and open books lying on the rocking chairs. There are no stains on the clean floor, and the entrance to the entrance is still there when the owner of the house left.
The casual shoes I specially changed into.
"The living customs of the residents in this area are quite different. Eating rice has only recently become popular in your country. In the past, only a few areas had this hobby." Galadia followed Griffith and watched.
Follow him to check the rooms one by one.
"This is located at the junction of the Verona Region and the Odessa Region. Many areas are owned by high-level mages of the Arcane Council. There have been no wars for many years. If it were not for those places that were exploited by the nobles, there would be mages to protect and
The wealthy villages that support it should be able to live well," Griffith said. "It is reasonable that some villagers are unwilling to change their accustomed lifestyle."
"But killing the village chief and the resident mage would be too much," the elf girl shook her head, "Oh wait, the mage was killed, but the village chief just disappeared. Or to think about it differently, could it be the villagers who opposed the relocation?
The village chief was imprisoned in an attempt to obstruct the vote, and then he was found by the mage's Beyonder team and killed them during the resistance."
The fighting power of this villager is too strong... Griffith sighed slightly.
Several searches in succession turned up nothing.
At this moment, the shrill sound of the trumpet reappeared, and the suffocating scorched smell filled the air again. The houses under the ashes quickly withered and decayed, leaving behind traces of charred blackness.
It starts again!
Galadia took off her long bow, put on her arrows, and stood guard with Griffith back to back.
There was a rumble on the ground, and something extraordinary was moving behind the house in the distance. Griffith looked up and saw a terrifying shadow appearing and disappearing between the dilapidated roofs.
The monster appeared.
Its momentum is so astonishing that just a vague glance can make people feel palpitated and even dare not look directly at it.
The questions that the elves concealed can only be asked later, and the battle at hand should be dealt with first.
"Garadia, retreat behind me and launch an attack. Stay mobile and I will contain you." Griffith took off his shield, put down his visor, and the cold breath surrounded him.
"I am a genius with two characteristics, don't underestimate me!" The elf plucked the bow string and looked at him without giving in. "My full blow can completely destroy him."
“No, that’s too risky. It’s better to stay mobile and don’t rush. We don’t know what hidden capabilities it has.”
"This is my trial. Do you know more about mysticism than me?" The elf said stubbornly, "You can restrain me and buy me time."
The two had a quarrel and could not reach an agreement at such a dangerous time.
Unable to wait, Galadia bent her bow and fired an arrow between the ruins shrouded in shadow and danger. The arrow pierced the darkness like starlight and passed through the narrow gaps between the ruins. A frightening roar immediately came from the shadows behind the ruins.
and screams.
The elf's shooting skills are truly extraordinary. Griffith didn't even see the target's movement clearly, but Galadia had already predicted the monster's location and hit the target with one blow regardless of the obstruction of sight. She might even have given him a blow.
The monster left serious injuries.
A dense, tooth-itching sound came from the darkness. Immediately afterwards, densely packed brown carpet-like creatures emerged from every corner in front.
They were countless mouse-sized cockroaches. They flapped their wings and made a squeaking sound, sweeping in overwhelmingly.
At the same time, a giant with a greasy bag on its head strode out from behind the ruins. It held a giant scythe, and every step shook the ground, making people afraid of it. However, a horrific wound had been torn on its right shoulder.
And he doesn't move quickly.
Galadia's agility has an overwhelming advantage over this monster. As long as she has enough long-range attack methods, she can theoretically consume this monster without any damage. After being approached, she can also distance herself again and repeatedly pull. The battle
The outcome will depend on whether her attack or the giant's vitality lasts longer.
If it were just that, the trial would be too simple.
Griffith could clearly predict that the swarm of cockroaches following the giants would be a threat to the unarmored Galadia. They would compress her maneuvering space and energy output, surround her, and even cause violent damage.
of trauma.
Since Griffith is here, he should act as a human shield and contain the enemy for her.