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The meat of the wyvern is quite firm and chewy, but not tough and difficult to chew. It is truly a first-class meat after one bite. Combined with the seasonings and spirits that Dwarf Iron is proud of, it is grilled to just the right temperature, making everyone's mouths full of oil. After eating, they can only feel the strong fragrance lingering in the corners of their mouths. It is really an endless aftertaste.

Such a barbecue might be sold for dozens of gold coins in a prosperous big city. Not only does it taste great, it also has a certain nourishing effect on the body. If you can eat this kind of food regularly, your body can become extremely strong without any special exercise.

Almost all the children of the great nobles were raised in this way.

"It's delicious! It's so delicious!" After taking a bite of the barbecue, Gerald couldn't help but praise loudly.

"The craftsmanship of forging iron is indeed getting better and better!" Old Soth nodded and praised, "When you grow old in the future, this cooking skill will be the best heirloom!"

Wrought Iron is nearly fifty years old, which is considered young and promising for a dwarf. He probably still has hundreds of years to live. Hearing Soth's praise, the dwarf, who had been adventuring with Soth thirty years ago, couldn't help but laugh: "I remember when we first met, I hunted a wolf and barbecued, and you sneaked over, and I still I thought you were going to steal something, but you said, 'I'll trade strong liquor for your barbecue'..."

"Yes, it has been almost thirty years in the blink of an eye. At that time, I had just debuted, and I always wanted to do a big career, make a lot of money, and become famous." Old Soss stroked his beard and said with a smile, "Now My son has grown up, and he complained to me not long ago that little Parker refused to learn business at home, but wanted to follow his grandfather's example and make a living in the world..."

"Thirty years have passed and we are all old."

"The word 'du' is not used correctly. Only Soth and I are old. Forge Iron, you are still young." The half-elf, who also had a beard, smiled and shook his head. "Those's energy is not as good as before. In recent years, I no longer have the energy to walk with the caravan. When the time comes, young people will take over, and I will need your uncle to help them more. "

Wrought Iron suddenly frowned: "I don't know how to do business! It's okay for you to ask me to take them to take risks, but to take them to do business? Isn't that just waiting to lose money!"

"Don't worry, we don't just retreat, we have to take them with us for a while." Soth's wrinkled face smiled kindly, "And... I want to go there again before I die. We went to the ancient elf temple and had a good chat with the immortal elder. "

"I agree with this! The wine in the temple is delicious, and the elder frog is also very kind." Wrought Iron suddenly became energetic, "Let's go drink together then!"

While he was talking, Sui Xiong suddenly felt a strong malicious force coming from the distance. He hurriedly reminded Gerald. Gerald stood up and took a look, but there was a group of orcs galloping over on wargs.

"Orc Wolf Riding Group! Everyone, defend!"

The Orc Wolf Riding Group is a notorious bandit gang in the four northwest towns. This group of bandits came from the wilderness of the North, with a large number of people and a vicious style. Wherever he went, no chickens or dogs were left behind, and they were extremely ferocious. The task of exterminating them has been hanging on the bounty boards in the four towns, but no one has been able to complete it. More than once, adventurers tried to trouble them, but they never returned.

For various reasons, the four northwest towns did not form an army. This may be to prevent war, but it also makes them unable to suppress larger bandit groups such as the Orc Wolf Riders that come and go like the wind.

Over time, the Orc Wolf Riding Group became stronger and stronger, and even developed to the point where they dared to attack business groups living in the open space on the edge of the town, and they succeeded every time.

This time, they obviously came to attack the business group again.

Seeing dozens of green-skinned orcs roaring towards them on gray wargs, the merchants all panicked. The smart and decisive ones dropped their goods and ran towards the village without saying a word, looking for a safe place to hide, hoping that the bandits would leave after enough and they could save their lives; the brave ones took out their weapons and drove the carriage They poured it over as a fence, determined to fight to the death, and even if they died, they would die with dignity; as for the smartest ones, they ran straight towards the "lucky gold coins", hoping to cooperate with them and seize the possible glimmer of life.

The leaders of Lucky Gold Coin are all veteran adventurers. As soon as they discovered that the bandits were coming, they were immediately ready to fight. With astonishing agility, Old Soth rushed to the distance in three or two steps and began to lay a trap. His speed is extremely fast, and he can complete a trap in about three or two breaths, which fully demonstrates the superb skills of a senior thief. The bodyguards unhurriedly put on all their equipment and got into a battle formation on the carriage. The dwarf who was busy cooking barbecue just now got into the carriage. When he came out a moment later, he had put on full-body armor as thick as a turtle shell and transformed into a powerful heavily armored warrior. The half-elf planted a bunch of arrows on the ground next to him so that he could shoot quickly. Even the guys took out their leather armor and weapons from the carriage and got ready for battle.

"Brother White...where is your weapon?" This was probably the first time he encountered such a scene, and Palin looked a little trembling. He held his crystal-encrusted wand and nervously prepared to cast the spell, but he couldn't calm down. Perhaps to increase his confidence, he approached the big man Gerald and asked in a low voice.

Since he was reborn as a giant, Gerard has never used a weapon again. He buried the battle axe he used to use in the ruins of Baiye Village, along with the memories. He was now unarmed, without even a single weapon.

Seeing the enemy getting closer and closer, he frowned, looked around, and suddenly his eyes lit up. He took two steps at a time and came to a big tree with a diameter of about one foot.

"You... what are you going to do?" There was a merchant next to the tree, who was trembling as he put on his leather armor. Seeing him suddenly coming over, he was startled and asked stutteringly.

Gerard ignored him and looked up and down at the tree.

The trunk was straight, the wood was fine, and the branches and leaves were lush, which was very suitable.

So he bent down, slightly moved his left hand, hugged the trunk with his right hand, and pulled it up with a light shout in the stunned eyes of the nearby merchants. The splashed dirt fell like raindrops, and some even fell into the mouth of the guy standing there with his mouth wide open.

After weighing the tree and looking at the messy roots, Gerard shook his head, somewhat dissatisfied.

These roots are a bit of a hindrance, and it is easy to accidentally hurt companions during the battle.

So he leaned the tree root against the ground, stepped on it hard a few times, picked it up and stroked it with his thick palm, clearing the troublesome roots, and finally it looked a bit decent, then he waved it twice again and sighed.

"It's a bit light, and the center of gravity is not very good, just make do."

However, this scene has already made everyone stunned. These businessmen who travel all over the country have seen strongmen, but who has ever seen such an exaggerated strength! Although there are rumors in folklore that "giants use trees as sticks", when this scene really appeared in front of them, even though they knew that the giant was their comrade, the instinct of the weak made them feel suffocated and weak in the legs.

However, seeing their comrades so powerful also greatly strengthened their confidence in victory. For a time, the panicked merchants calmed down, and even those who wanted to hide ran out and took out their weapons to fight side by side.

The Orc Wolf Riders are indeed very powerful and dangerous, but can they be more powerful and dangerous than a giant who pulls up a tree and uses it as a stick?

Obviously impossible!

In this case, what is there to be afraid of!

Gerard returned to the Lucky Gold Coin team with his "big stick" and stood at the front of the team, facing the bandits who were whistling in with a swagger.

In his past adventures, he had fought with bandits more than once. But he had never been as confident and fearless as today.

He even had the leisure to turn around and waved at a tree that was taller than four or five people stacked together, and smiled at Palin, who looked uneasy, saying, "Look, this is my weapon."

"What a reliable weapon!" The dwarf forged iron praised, "It's really convenient to be tall!"

"In fact, I would rather use something normal, such as a hammer or an axe." Gerald said, "But I can't find one that suits my body!"

"The next town to go to is the gold rush town, where ore is abundant. I'll help you make a weapon then." The dwarf said, "Although my weapon-making skills are only average, it shouldn't be difficult for me to make a big axe."

"Then it's settled!" Gerald smiled, "The reward... uh, the reward is here."

As he spoke, the orcs riding on the wolf were approaching. They obviously noticed Gerald, and for a moment they all pulled the reins, hesitating and not daring to move forward.

It should be noted that facing a giant as tall as the town wall and holding a whole tree as a weapon in one hand, not many people would have the courage to rush forward and die at the obvious risk of being smashed into meat paste.

Even the bandits were the same.

The leader of the bandits, "Blood Hand" Ruel, an orc wearing leather armor flashing with magic aura and holding a scimitar in his hand that also flashed with magic aura, was in a dilemma.

He knew very well how terrifying the power of this giant would be. If it were normal, he would definitely take his subordinates to take a detour and would never provoke this opponent - not to mention the possible risks, the price he would have to pay just to kill this giant would be irreparable.

To kill such an opponent, I'm afraid you have to be mentally prepared to fight half of the thieves' group.

Without the thieves' group, what would he be in this wild land?

However, the news from a reliable source strengthened his confidence.

His eyes fell on Gerard's right wrist, staring at the bone bracelet that was slightly shining with magic light.

As long as he gets this treasure, he can even fight the whole bandit group!

A legendary treasure is enough for him to roam the four towns. Even if he returns to those prosperous areas, he can settle down and enjoy a life of luxury.

In this case, the historical mission of the "Orc Wolf Riders" can be over!

Thinking of this, he finally made up his mind, waved his scimitar, and issued an order to attack.

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