The Hero Who Troubles the Heroes

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On a cliff more than 200 meters high, a ten-meter-wide waterfall poured down from the top of the mountain and landed in the lake at the bottom of the cliff. The momentum was like a galloping horse.

Several streams flowed out around the lake, but there was no small river large enough. It was estimated that there was an underground river at the bottom of the lake.

On both sides of the stream is a huge forest full of various fruit trees, many of which are covered with fruits that ripen in summer.

Ten boys and girls ranging from eight to ten years old stood at the upper air vent outside the fruit forest, and threw a few bunches of herbal medicine into the newly lit haystack that was emitting thick smoke.

The stench produced by the burning of the herbs immediately filled the fruit grove with the thick smoke. The monkeys who had spent the night in the fruit grove were so fragrant that they fled in all directions. Charles was also so fumigated that he rushed out of the tent, and the wind blew out immediately. Wings flew high into the sky.

After Hasselblad and Juan negotiated that night, Juan agreed to the dragons to come and remove Fafnah's body, including the blood-soaked dirt on the ground.

The garden became a muddy field, but the dragons lost money.

After Fafna's body was taken away, Hasselblad handed Juan a torn cotton robe and a wooden magic wand soaked with dragon blood, which he found during the digging.

No one knew the robe, but everyone, including Juan, recognized that the magic wand was the property of Santos, Anthony's teacher.

Charles didn't care about the next thing. The next day, he told the relevant people about the incident and left the city of Matris without looking back. He didn't want to be involved in the follow-up between Juan and others Anthony's political struggle.

But Juan handed the dragon blood wand to Charles before Charles left, saying it was his well-earned trophy.

The wand itself is a fine product, and it can be regarded as a blue weapon. After being soaked in dragon blood, it has reached the level of a purple weapon.

However, Charles wants to go to the Temple of Souls and Dreams next, and ask the Pope to seal Fafna's soul power into this wand, so that it can become an orange weapon.

He doesn't want the stolen goods stolen by the bandits, but the bandits themselves can still play a role.

Now Charles's goal is the destination of Pietrain's caravan, and he has to go over to fight with everyone.

At this time, Charles hadn't left the Mesetta Kingdom. He found a place with mountains, water and fruits to rest for the night last night, but he didn't expect to be caught by those children early in the morning. Wake up to smoke.

Charles flew over to the group of kids, and honestly, he wasn't much older than them.

Those children suddenly became panicked when they realized that they seemed to be in trouble, and that they had provoked a terrible person.

At this time, a boy of about ten years old who seemed to be the leader walked up to Charles, with his left hand bent and stretched out on his chest, and gave him a standard adventurer's salute.

"We have inadvertently offended your Excellency, and we sincerely apologize," he said.

This boy was different from other children. He held a short bow, a quiver in a basket, and a hatchet tied behind his waist.

Charles, an uncle's inner guy, is not so angry about it.

These children knew at first sight that they were little adventurers who came to collect fruits, and selling these fruits to the Adventurer's Guild was their only income.

The little adventurers whose strength is equal to delivering food in the wild naturally need some means of driving away dangerous beasts and animals, and releasing this stinky smoke before work is their common method.

Charles waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I don't blame you."

"Who taught you the recipe for animal-repelling smoke, the general recipe is not so strong."

The little adventurer said: "Report to your Excellency, this is taught to us by an elf lady named Halkara who passed by our town a few years ago."

Charles was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect to hear the name of his Elvish teacher here. He just didn't know where the "mountain elf" was hiding now.

He asked, "Where do you live, is it far from here?"

The little adventurer replied: "The city of Granada where we live is in the northwest, and it's just over a mountain."

Charles thought for a while, then waved at him and said, "Go and do your thing, don't worry about me."

Those little adventurers were relieved to see that Charles did not pursue them.

Not long after, the two older boys dug out the soil with shovels to put out the fire, and after the wind blew the stench of smoke away, they all carried bamboo sacks into the fruit grove.

Charles packed his tent and went to the pool under the waterfall to start fishing.

The fish here is not big, with three fingers wide. It looks similar to Hehua fish. It has no small bones. It is good for soup and roasting.

The most important thing is that this guy has been lost in the mountains for two days, and now he needs someone to take him to the nearby human settlement.

He can chase after wild boars and get lost, which belongs to his dark history.

In the fruit grove behind him, the cries of the children picking fruit could be heard from time to time. They were very familiar with the forest and knew which fruit trees were just in time for picking.

Charles thinks that this fruit forest is likely to be planted deliberately, because some fruit trees need a special environment to grow healthily, and some fruits also need some insects or birds that are not friendly to humans to pollinate.

These children picked fruit very quickly, filling their baskets with fruit at noon.

At this point, they started to take out dry food and water bottles for lunch, planning to go back after eating.

Charles was stringing the fish he caught with a thin cane like a bunch of grapes.

Saving money when away from home, he plans to trade the fish for dinner.

He glanced at the young men and women who were eating in the shade of nearby trees, and found that what they ate was different. Some people ate rice cakes, some ate sweet potato-like roots, and some people pretended to be The water used is a skin bag, and some use a bamboo tube.

It can be seen from this that the older teenagers are more prosperous. They eat rice cakes and use skins to fill water, while the younger boys and girls can only eat root pieces and use bamboo tubes to fill water.

Charles quickly discovered the problem, and he asked the people, "Are you missing someone?"

He didn't see the child who was talking to him before.

The children looked at each other, and then a teenage girl said to Charles cautiously, "Hundington went looking for herbs nearby."

Seeing the calm expressions on the girl's and other people's faces~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Obviously, it's not the first time that the kid named Huntington has done this kind of thing. Not being taken away by the beast, Charles was relieved.

Not long after, the boy named Huntington came back. Charles saw a pheasant and a hare hanging from his waist. The basket behind him was also full of fruit, which could still be seen on the fruit. some herbs.

The girl who had just replied to Charles stood up. She walked quickly to Huntington's body and wiped the sweat from Huntington's face with her sleeves. Then, she handed the bamboo tube filled with water to Huntington. pause.

The people around were not surprised by this scene. They were chatting, and some people were even discussing whether to rent a donkey to pull more fruit tomorrow.

Now that the weather is getting hotter and hotter, the juice business in the city is booming, and the demand for fruit is also increasing.

After a simple lunch, Charles followed the little adventurers back to the nearby city.

He claimed to be an adventurer who came out to hunt, but unfortunately he found nothing this time.