Heaven’s Intention

The three of them were not sober. They felt that since the other party was coming, it was naturally that the other party's overall fighting power was stronger. Now I can think about it carefully. Although I haven't figured out the basic situation, I feel a little depressed.

On the one hand, he was unwilling to be cut by this group of goblins, and lost the prey harvested today and some of the materials he brought with him. On the other hand, in order to express a bad breath, in three words, the three returned directly.

After for a while, the three detoured back to the temporarily stationed town.

Generally speaking, if it is a gathering place for goblins, you must always guard against traps. The best choice is to use long weapons to find the way, but now the three talents need not be away for a few minutes.

For a while, the bonfire in the simple camp of the three was just extinguished.

"Fortunately, they still have some." Faffer's eyes were ruthless, even if there was no fire, he didn't care, and gestured to tell his companions.

The three of them breathed a sigh of relief, but they were a little afraid that the other party would quickly retreat after grabbing. If this happens, they can only choose one of them to return and attack the goblin lair.

The three adventurers approached slowly, looked at each other, and then Romon began to count the seconds with gestures.

"three!"

"Two!"

"One!"

"Kill!" Nick growled, holding the sword in his hand, and rushed out first. Not far away, the goblins who were sorting things were suddenly taken aback, and shouted in disorder. When they saw what Nick looked like, they suddenly showed a look of horror.

It is clear that although it is still night, the vision of the goblin is not like humans, and it can still be seen clearly in the dark. So, the goblin meat shield tied to Nick's hand really scared them.

Romon and Fafer also followed up with their weapons.

There was no goblin standing in the field of vision after a short encounter.

"It's really weak." Nick complained, apparently because of the enemy's weakness, which made him feel more retreat. It was a stain on his life.

Luo Meng was busy repairing the knife and cutting his scalp, but ignored him.

"Hey." Fafer smiled. He picked up a few spears on the ground and asked Romon: "How much is lying on the ground?"

"Yes, the number is about the same, a total of a dozen, but probably a few escaped." Romon completed the knife on each goblin he could find on the ground, weighed the small cloth pocket in his hand, and placed eight inside. Zhang's **** scalp sighed. "Tell how many things are left. After the goblin is over, it's really terrible."

"My bow is still there, but the arrows can't be found." Fafer rummaged through the collapsed tent for a while, frowning. Although his bow is a short bow, it is not used by the goblin's physique, but the arrow is a sharp iron. Who knows what it is like to be made by the goblin's disgusting hands.

"It's really bad luck, maybe our meat has been ruined." Nick squatted on the ground, his burly body shrunk into a ball, and he complained a little bit depressed.

"It doesn't matter, at most it's cleaned and sold to Aunt Heather's inn." Fafer said, then sighed, "Unfortunately I couldn't eat more."

"This is how you eat." Luo Meng rummaging through the goblin's body. "You need to eat more?" He found a cloth pocket and opened it. The iron arrows were inside. "Found it! "He greeted Fafer," Your arrow. "

Fafer took a look and frowned, "Why are they all broken down?"

"Perhaps it was intended to be placed on a wooden stick, and also made into a shot." Luo Meng shrugged. "Who knows what these little things think?"

"Well, let's sort things out." Fafer also packed up and asked Romon, "When we leave now, when will we return to town?"

"It is not good to go now, and it will be particularly dark before dawn." Luo Meng calculated the time. "It will probably just catch up with the town and open in the morning!"

"It doesn't matter if it's dark," Faffer packed his things. "I still want to go back to town and get a good night's sleep." After a while, he suddenly felt strange, "Nick! Don't sit down, come and help." Pack your things ~ "

"He will not be too tired to fall asleep." Luo Meng also felt strange.

Faffel walked over and pushed him: "Nick, Nick?"

Then Nick's squatted body fell down and fell to the ground.

Originally ... everything was pretty good.

Romon about friends Fafer and Nick went out for an adventure, because the three were fully prepared, and it didn't take long to hunt the two elk. Although they encountered the goblin night attack at night, they were also killed by the three together. As long as they go back to town, the three will get a bounty of more than 50 silver coins, which is pretty good.

But soon, in a few words, the original good situation immediately turned sharply.

After Nick fell again on this day, even if Faffer and Romon had poor eyesight, he knew that his situation was very wrong.

"What's going on?" Fafer was very anxious after seeing his friend's pain, "What should we do?"

"Let's go back to town to find the priest." Romon held his forehead, and he also had a headache. When he thought of the situation after carrying Nick back to town, he was very depressed.

Has a population of seven or eight hundred people in the town, which is a bit windy, and it will be known to everyone in less than half an hour. Yesterday, the three young men who lived together and went out together for an adventure. One day later, the two of them carried a wounded man back. It was difficult to talk about others when they wanted to pull people together to take risks together.

No, I shouldn't go back to the town to find a priest. Romon repeatedly weighed, and then said back: "We are in the forest now, let's go find the druid."

He was looking for reasons: "Nick's condition is very bad now, the sooner he gets treatment, the better."

"Yes! Romon, you know Master Jaffa," Fafell listened, very much recognized, after all, Druid's treatment is also good: "Let's go to Master Jaffa."

The two made a stretcher, led by Romon, and went to find the druid's hut in the forest.

Druid Jaffa also has a residence in the town, but he prefers to live in the forest and touch plants, but it may also live near the goddess' altar in order to teach new druids.

Because the hut is located in the shallow layer of the forest and is very close to the town, if the three of them ca n’t find the druid in the hut in the forest, they can still go back to the town without going around a lot.

However, Romon's luck is not bad.

Soon, they came to Master Jaffa's hut. This is a good place, there is a natural atmosphere in the surrounding environment that makes Romon feel comfortable.

"Dark!" Near the hut, Romon met the wolf raised by Master Jaffa. Romon turned to Fafer and said, "Dark is the teacher's pet dog. Since it is here, then my teacher must be here too!"

"Hmm! Hmm!" Fafer reluctantly answered, looking at Duck with a little fear. Although it has a name that sounds very docile, but its shape is really very docile.

This is a big dog, a very **** dog, almost as big as a calf. The black short hair of the whole body was shiny and the muscles under the fur were raised up one by one, obviously receiving good care. The most special thing is that it has a pair of dark and bright eyes, and it is as smart as if it can talk.

"Faffel, put the stretcher first." Romon said as he squatted. Faffer had no choice but to squat likewise, otherwise the wounded lying on the stretcher would have to fall.

"Duck." Romon squatted and said, "I'm going to see the teacher now, can you let me pass."

Romon's speech was smooth and normal, but for Fafer, the tone was almost solemn, he suddenly felt a sudden headache.

"The druid had more contact with animals and plants. Sure enough ... well, it's really weird." Faffer frowned, and it was hard for him to understand the situation like now.

Faffer patiently watched Romon and the **** dog called Duck exchange for a while, he was faintly impatient and could only try to take care of the old man on the stretcher Some of my anxiety.

"We can go." After waiting for a while, Luo Meng turned around and told him.

It's common to report to someone else's place first, but through a big dog ... Faffer pouted, feeling so strange in his heart that he had to shame himself.

The two carried the stretcher and followed the big dog. Before they walked a few steps, Faffer couldn't bear the curiosity. He leaned forward and pressed his voice to ask questions, but then swallowed back after thinking about it. .

Was speechless all the way, and after a while, Fafer saw an empty place in the jungle. "It's beautiful!" He admired in his heart.

"A little bit ahead!" Romon said, and he finally settled down, if there was any attack along the way, it would be miserable.

In the dense forest, the trees are sparse and loose, and there is a small wooden house among the sparse trees. The stream was turbulent, flowing over the riverbed in front of the house. The light of the morning light passed through the dense leaves on the treetops, and the mottled light scattered diagonally on the ground.

Faffel felt that he could vaguely see the figure in front of the house, mixed with the figure that was difficult to recognize in the mottled green background.

The little step of the big dog Duck gradually accelerated. It ran faster and faster. After jumping over the stream, it squatted directly under the druid feet.

After the two approached, carefully put down the stretcher.

"Teacher!" Luo Meng saluted nervously, with a respectful look. This is the first time he has actually seen this middle-aged druid. Before, Romon had no source of information except for some simple impressions in his memory. No, it seems to have been seen in an illusory dream.

Luo Meng still vaguely remembers some, that doesn't seem to be a good dream, and may even be a nightmare.

But this is a dream after all, a fantasy in my heart.