Duke of Grief

Klose is a dumb druid, and one of the very few who is willing to appear in front of people and is willing to team up with adventurers.

Although the druid was very reticent, he was able to accomplish his task well, but even his adventurer teammates did not know exactly why he joined their team. He sometimes looked down at his feet. The green grass beside was silent, no one knew what he was thinking.

For his companions, he is a sturdy and reliable comrade-in-arms, with his ability to fight several enemies, and will never abandon his teammates to escape, so his teammates will also be sincere to him.

However, because a few adventurer teammates have grown older, their bodies can't keep up, and they can't talk about becoming "superiors". In order to earn pensions, they came to the mourning wind.

Coincidentally, I learned from some sources that the tragic leader can mine gold mines arbitrarily. After earning a lot of money, the adventurers swarmed in. Klose came to this territory with his teammates at that time.

However, when they arrived, the sad wind collar had entered the winter, and after a cold winter, the teammates who were frowning at the wallet began to smile again.

However, Klose was still the same, silent and silent.

What no one expected was that not long ago, Klose, who had rarely taken the initiative to talk to people, even spoke.

"The tree told me that something happened in the north here... bad things." This is Klose's original words.

Later, he suddenly approached the priesthood of the Fortune Church in the Valley of Gold Coins and told them to pass the matter back.

No one could imagine that he would act suddenly, and he seemed to have been very worried in the last few days. He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until the Grand Duke Cervantes of the Principality of Gale came to the valley.

Cervantes stood beside the magic tree trunk, watching the druid reach out and touch the magic tree, and also used an unknown language to talk to the magic tree.

It should be'Druid', a language that can be used to communicate with most animals and a few intelligent plants... Cervantes has some guesses in mind.

Druid is known as the “language of nature”. Druid has the ability to communicate with any life thanks to this language. If it is not taught by the druid himself, no one knows how to learn this. Language, so in the Druid community, teaching this language to non-Druids is absolutely forbidden.

Even if Cervantes stood by the druid, he could hear what he said softly, but he could never learn this language.

This druid named ‘Klose’ is weird. As a druid, he likes to be mixed with humans and does not protect the natural balance. His behavior is very confusing, and the dragon is very puzzled.

But anyway, all the druids were almost eccentric in the eyes of Cervantes, and there was another freak among them that had nothing to do with him.

"His Grand Duke..."

The druid turned his head to look at the black dragon and said in jerky common language: "It wants to tell you that something threatening to it appears in the north of the valley. The speed of travel is slow, but it seems to be faster, in this direction. come."

This druid was very strange when he spoke, and Cervantes thought about it for a moment before he understood what he was talking about.

"North?"

Ziegler narrowed his eyes and looked north of the Valley of Gold Coins.

The pit was in the northwest direction, and his eyes crossed the other exit of the valley and looked to the north sky.

Cervantes was also thinking, while others looked at the red-haired man behind the Black Dragon Duke with some surprise, because he also carried a delicate-looking little **** his back.

This is too weird!

After receiving the news that "Master Lord has arrived", Knight Gwen hurriedly led the team over. She didn't even have time to put on the equipment, only to bring a weapon.

It was only in the past two days that she did not know what had happened in the northern part of the Gold Coin Valley, otherwise she would have reported the matter long ago.

Before the Knights of Gwen drove with the soldiers, the priests of the Fortune Church had come under the giant tree.

It’s almost noon, and it’s time for lunch. Now the main crowd in this valley are adventurers. They are different from many civilians. If the civilians don’t do much physical work in a day, only two meals a day is enough. The living standard has been improved recently, and the maid has vigorously promoted the "three meals a day", so recently the civilians of the Principality of the Winds have gradually started the "luxury life" of three meals a day.

At lunch time, many adventurers who went to dig the gold mine also walked out of the mine hole. When they saw a group of people gathering under the giant tree, they walked in curiously. As a result, more and more people surrounded the tree. Mostly, when the Knight of Gwen arrived, the magic tree was full of people.

"Give way!"

Frowning through the crowd, the sweaty smell from the people around didn't make Gwen Knight feel uncomfortable. She wasn't that kind of precious noble lady.

After squeezing into the circle, she saw her head boss at a glance.

"Master Lord!"

With a fist in his right hand and thumping his chest, Knight Gwen performed a knight salute to the Black Dragon.

The soldiers who walked out of the crowd behind her also saluted their lord as a tribute.

"Oh, little Gwen..."

What made the Knight of Gwen unexpected was that his lord had just casually glanced at himself, and did not continue to make fun of it, which made her feel a little unaccustomed.

When Cervantes' thoughts were interrupted, he simply gave up thinking and stepped forward to knock on the trunk of the magic tree. "Hey, are you talking about the north, right? North? Northwest?"

In front of Cervantes, the magic tree pulled out a root from the ground, turned its head, and pointed in the north-west direction.

Cervantes scratched his hair ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ a moment of distressed thinking.

Then he suddenly turned around and yelled to everyone: "It's all gone, there's nothing to look at. It's lunch time, lunch time, and nap time! You too, little Gwen, have all returned to your post, I Go there with this red dragon and take a look. If it's okay, you'll come back. If something's wrong, it is estimated that you will know if we don't come back."

Knight Gwen opened his mouth, but saw the Black Dragon point to her, "especially you, Knight Gwen Herland! Your current duty is to protect this valley, protect this settlement, if there is any danger , But if you really can’t stand it, organize them to evacuate, do you understand? Don’t keep your brains here-this is the order!"

After a pause, the black dragon pointed to Ziegler again, and then said, "I and he are both dragons. Even if we get there and find something, if conflicts and battles break out, we can't beat but we can run, but you just It’s different, you can’t run away if you can’t play. Well, you should understand here, Ziegler, keep up!”

Ziegler didn't show any anger about Cervantes' domineering command tone. He smiled, spread his wings, jumped up, and followed Cervantes.

The two dragons turned into dragons in the air, waved their wings, and rose into the air. After recognizing the direction in the sky, the black dragon took the lead to fly in the direction pointed by the magic tree just now.

The Gwen Knight standing on the ground clenched his fists silently, his silver teeth clenched, and he looked back like a scream: "Close the team!"

Then he turned and led the team away.

A group of uneasy adventurers left behind looked at each other on the ground.

They still don't know what happened...

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