Diablo Destruction

Chapter 371 Hunting (2)

As night falls, a small bonfire piled up with dozens of dry branches is burning brightly, making a crackling sound. 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 results 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 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 tired, sticks out his tongue at the end of the day. , and, if the incident location is closer, luckily, you can get there in a few hours. If it is far away, for example, if the first and second squadrons advance faster, they may not be able to get there in a day or two. In this case, it can only be adjusted by the team leader or team leader. Fortunately, both our side and the elves are relatively rational, so the frictions are just verbal exchanges at most, and there has not been a single case of a fight.

Just as I was flicking the scarlet charcoal fire with a branch, looking eagerly at the barbecue and milk soup above, 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 wearing a night uniform that blended in with the night, saluted me from behind. By the way, these guys are a little too involved in the drama. They were originally responsible for investigating and delivering news. Unexpectedly, it was probably a bad idea from a few guys who read too many novels. Even the costumes began to be standardized. I want to ask you. Did I make a mistake? Want to become a thief?

But nonsense is nonsense, the level of these guys is getting higher and higher, if this elf war continues for a year or two. Maybe we can really cultivate talents in this area and create a thieves guild or something. I believe Akara will also be happy to see such talents appear.

The Night Walker mercenary glanced subconsciously and found that the people surrounding the campfire were not only the leader of the operation, but also his maid and mercenary - a female ice mage in a somewhat strange dress. There was another girl in white robe, with her back to him, her body was emitting a white light that was not inferior to that of a bonfire. The most surprising thing was. This light was extremely holy, just like the holy light emitted when an angel descended, giving him an impulse to worship.

Retracting his mind, the mercenary began to report the situation he had sorted out. As he spoke, he saw a golden puppy striding out of the tent, squealing, and looking at him. He showed a trace of contempt, then tilted his head, and swaggered down next to the campfire, yawning. This kind of treatment made the mercenary dumbfounded. Was he despised by a dog? Could it be an illusion? Putting aside everything else, can a dog show such a human expression? Think of this. He tried to convince himself. This must be because I was dazzled.

"Alex, are 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 prepare. I can only accept your kindness." Alex shook his head and refused, with a very firm look in his eyes.

"In that case, fine, but don't tire yourself out."

"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, when I turned around and was inattentive, 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 reminds me of the eating competition after the second level in the arcade Three Kingdoms. Even if you rock the joystick and press the buttons at 30 times speed, it is not as exaggerated as their current speed!

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 making 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 and stuffed its belly 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. Still elegant and slow, even the dead dog seems to have a bit of aristocratic temperament. But since I saw the little ghost's actions, 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, chewing 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 you eat so fast?"

I pinched the little ghost's cheeks with one hand and gently pulled them out. She pulled her seductively pursed lips into a straight line. Damn it, when she pursed her lips, it looked like she could only fit a lollipop into her little cherry mouth. Why could she hold a whole stick the size of a fist? Swallowing the roasted meat with the bones, do you think this is a cartoon? Look below, as if you can immediately see the slightly bulging smooth and slender willow waist after eating a small bowl of rice, but after swallowing a whole roasted whole cow, there is no bulge at all. Do you think Is this science fiction? Such a mouth. Such a stomach is simply more buggy than my bug sword!

Looking down from my waist, I squinted my eyes and used my hands again, today. I want to vent all my dissatisfaction with the little ghost these days.

"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. His eyes were constantly searching for flaws all over my body.

"..."

There was a moment of silence.

"Wow!!"

The little ghost, who was caught off guard by a snap of my 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 pounced on me, holding my head and biting it down, with its sharp teeth constantly grinding on it. died. I'm going to die, I'm really finished this time. ah! ! Damn dog, how dare you take advantage of the fire and rob me? Just wait for me. Tomorrow I will use your dog skin to make underwear for the little ghost...

More than half a month has passed. At this time, we have advanced into the hinterland of the elves, and the battle has gradually become fierce. I alone saw several abandoned elven villages, probably resisting several waves of dark wanderer attacks. 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 sad and helpless the most. 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 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 beside her. I felt confused in my heart. 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. The eyes are looking at myself.

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 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 heavy weight, 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 job-changer teams, and two mercenary teams and walked over with their heads shaking. After a closer look, there was actually a small fox team inside. Even Phoenix is ​​in it. This is great. Almost all the adventurers I met in Kurast are here 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 Brigade is responsible for? As the captain of the First Brigade, why are you here? Be careful that Nalani (the captain of the Second Brigade) will blast you with explosive arrows. Butt." There is no doubt that if the female Amazon wanted to, it would not be difficult to do so 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 Kurt's and the others' turn to be confused.

"Do you mean to say that I am 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 expose the answer that he is trying so hard to hide. No, no, no, it's so good that I can't help it. Phoenix covered his mouth and endured it very hard. He knew that if he laughed now, he would inevitably have his anus exploded again by some small-minded person in the future.

"Ahem... By the way, Mr. Wu Fan, we have now received information that the twelfth group not far ahead seems to have a dispute with the elf village. You came just in time." A wise wizard in Kurt'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, raised his little tail and boasted to me about the harvest in the past half month, telling me one by one dearly. Goosebumps arose on our skin. The people around us looked at the two of us and snickered, completely entering the theater 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 the houses they build 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. It came from afar.