Mercenaries and Adventurers

Businessmen have always been extremely exaggerated. If they can call themselves three points or one gold coin, they dare to treat it as ten gold coins.

Compared with them, the words from the drunkard's mouth became more credible, even if the drunkard claimed to be able to fight powerful monsters alone, even the drunkard's words were unbelievable.

But Ms. Fenea, who had just been rescued, was in frail health. Apart from her eloquent mouth, she had no other dangers to be wary of. Life and death are in his hands, so what this lady says must be weighed and weighed by herself.

After all, Kiel could declare at any time that she was colluding with the bandits, and by pointing to one, she could get support from the young refugees for their execution.

It took a while before the five young men under his command found a way to move the valuable materials out of the bandit's cave. The most troublesome thing was actually the barrel containing a large amount of bread. I don’t know how the bandits got it into the cave. His people finally pushed and pulled the barrel back and forth before they penetrated the barrel filled with dry hard bread. Go through the narrowest part of the cave.

"Well, there are less things than expected, but that's it. At least we're not here empty-handed." Kil kicked the body of the dead mountain wolf Barney: "At least the culprit of tonight's attack will be found and killed. ”

"It's all great knights!"

Some of the young people complimented him, and Keir accepted it proudly. Although it was a compliment, it was right, and that was the fact.

"Very good, don't open this box next. I'll leave this thing here. Now I'll go out and bring people in. You guys should rest first and take care of these supplies."

"Yes sir."

Seeing that they responded and sat exhausted on the supplies scattered around, Kil buried an inconspicuous metal nail into the soil at the foot of the clearing.

He then took out a small stone ball from his belt. The stone ball was emitting a bright ribbon of light. The direction of the light was clearly the metal nail under his feet.

"It worked, hey, it really works." Kil muttered softly, and then walked towards the direction of the hillside.

It was night at this time, and it was dark and drizzling. It was impossible to tell the north-south orientation by observing the direction of the mountains and the sky. But Keir knew clearly that the purpose of establishing this bandit's lair on the hill was to take advantage of the high ground and conveniently observe the trade routes adjacent to the woods in the south from the woods.

Therefore, as long as you walk along the sloping slope of the hill, you will definitely be able to reach the commercial road to the south.

Kil said he did, and when he left, he did not look for the surrendered bandit who had seriously injured his foot, leaving him to hide alone in the woods.

Too many people have been killed tonight, and there is only one left.

-

Trying to keep himself walking in a straight line, Kil finally walked out of the continuous dark woods and came to the open trade road after a while.

Standing in the open area and searching around for a while, Kil found the faint light of a torch waiting on the side of the trade road from the left.

The sparse drizzle cannot extinguish the grease-filled lighting torch, but it can be done by making its light weak. If it is a little farther away, the originally bright light will be no more than the size of a bean, and if it is further away, it will be less than the size of an ant. Even smaller.

Keir then walked towards another wave of waiting men.

After getting closer, he first heard the young man under his command asking loudly: "Is this Sir Knight Kiel?"

He responded loudly: "It's me."

The clear and loud voice, as well as the magical white light emitted from the waist, made the anxious young people who were waiting heave a big sigh of relief: "Sir, why did you come out from this direction? You obviously entered the forest from here."

Kil explained casually: "You can tell the direction outside, but you can't see it in the woods. It's the same everywhere. I don't have the ability of bandits to identify the messy marks, so I can only judge casually that I'm going south, and try to keep it as straight as possible. Straight out of the woods.”

"Sir, where are the others? Was there a fight?"

Kil paused for a moment and then said: "One of my own was killed in a sneak attack, but the bandits have been wiped out. By the way, I also killed the culprit of tonight's bandit attack. Huh, I've avenged all the victims." .”

After Keir walked in, he saw young people sitting on the carriage one by one, with their wrists connected to each other. It didn't look like they were coping with the cold because of the rain, but rather it was a measure to maintain safety and confidence among each other.

He frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"

The two young men at the head lay on the side of the carriage and carefully looked at the image of Kiel for a while. They even got closer and sniffed. After smelling the smell of blood, they breathed a sigh of relief: "It's really Lord Knight. .”

"Great, I thought it was here again."

"What's wrong? What happened?"

Keir was confused and asked again.

Only then did his subordinates tell him what had happened here before and what strange events had occurred.

It turned out that not long after he led people into the woods to search for the bandits' lair, the young people waiting on the carriage heard Kiel's own shouts coming from the woods. The voice was exactly the same, and it was also accompanied by the sounds of fighting.

The voice called in the darkness deep in the woods to the young people outside to go into the woods to help him and assist him in fighting the numerous bandits.

At that time, many young people subconsciously wanted to jump off the carriage and go over to support the battle, but it was the calmer one of the two leading young people who recognized the major flaw in the strange voice's words.

"What loophole?"

Kil lifted up his visor, revealing his young face full of solemn expression.

The young man who saw something unknown at that time said: "Sir, if you can't defeat the enemy, do you still need us to go up and help fight? When we were fighting on the south side of the open space before, you asked us to retreat and not interfere. At that time You dealt with dozens of bandits by yourself, but you killed them all."

Kil slapped his head and made a metallic sound: "I see, you're right. If I can't deal with the enemy, you won't be of much use if you go in. If that happens, you'd better stay away as much as possible." Better."

He turned to look at the woods, staring at the dark and gloomy giant: "So what happened next?"

"We argued for a while, and I persuaded everyone to hold hands and ignore what the voice said. It didn't know what it was, and after a while, it disappeared."

"Very well, I hope you will always be careful about those things in the deep forests. It is best to listen to some of the warning songs and short poems sung in villages everywhere."

Kil clapped his hands: "Now, everyone, get off the carriage. Well, there are five people left on the carriage to lead the driver. The others follow me and bring back all the supplies that were looted from the bandits' lair in the woods. Although there are not many things, And this road is not easy.”

After all the young people jumped down, a few of them did not dare to enter the forest, especially after the previous incident. Keir let them do whatever they wanted, since he was not forcing anyone to go.

Then Kil whistled, summoned the blood-licking grass, led it and walked in the middle of the team, holding a luminous stone, found the nearest place to the bandit's lair outside the woods, and then led the people in.

-

There was nothing to say after that. They neither encountered any strange voices pretending to be human, nor were they attacked by wild beasts. After walking to the bandit's lair on a hill deep in the woods, everyone stood shoulder to shoulder again. , many supplies were transported back and forth several times before they were transported out of the woods and loaded onto the carriage fleet waiting outside the woods.

When the dark and gloomy sky became slightly brighter, they had already returned to the main force.

Lady Fenea and her sisters were sitting on a carriage covered with animal skin bedding, falling asleep to the rhythm of the swaying carriage. Keir, on the other hand, followed the convoy on a blood-licking grass. While chatting with the young people sitting on the carriage, he took off his gloves and stroked a ball of fur in his arms.

A meow sounded from his arms. Kil was catching the bare tail of a jerboa and teasing the kitten in his arms. And this little thing who was not afraid of people kept trying to stand up, pulling and grabbing the tail of the jerboa that was swinging around.

Its belly was bulging. When Keir's men found it, it had eaten all the jerboas in the Bandit's Cave, except for the tail near its mouth.

It seemed that it regarded this thing as a toy and kept playing with it on the ground.

Therefore, Keir also used this thing to tease the little fur ball.

"Lululu, I can't catch it, I can't catch it. Lulu Lu, I can't catch it, I can't catch it."

The kitten scratched for a while, then opened its mouth and spit out some clumps of jerboa fur to the side, then lazily jumped into the horse's hair in front of the saddle and climbed down.

Blood Licker snorted and didn't like having anything else on its back. After Keir smoothed his mane with his hand, the horse continued walking obediently.

In order to prevent the kitten from falling off the horse and escaping, Kil took a wooden cat cage found in the bandit cave from the weapons rack behind him, drove the kitten away twice, and put the kitten into the wooden cat cage.

Regardless of the cat meowing as it wanted to get out, Keel placed the cat carrier on the horse's back.

Ahead, in a bright spot, was an open space where hundreds of refugees gathered.

-

Everyone is peaceful in the open space. Even though many people have experienced fierce fighting and fighting in the first half of the night, and are frightened, they are still sitting together in drowsiness as daybreak is about to come, or even already before dawn.

Since he had been lethargic for a while, Priest Batal was in good spirits at this time. Not only did he not sleep, he also kept using the temporary power of the God of Agriculture to provide better than nothing treatment to some young refugees who were critically injured.

"Kiel, how are you doing here?"

When he saw the carriage team coming back, he trotted over with people to ask.

Keir pointed to a carriage specially used to carry corpses: "We lost one person here, but basically all the bandits on the other side are dead. One carriage is for harvest, one is for dead bodies, and one is for our own people."

The crazy Will was lying side by side with the corpses, counting the names of his enemies crazily and ferociously. When the young people were loading supplies and corpses, they were not polite and stuffed the lunatic enemy who killed one of their companions with the corpse.

This actually shocked Priest Batal, who was leading the people to dispose of the corpse: "Isn't there still a living person here? What's going on, just put the human body together with the corpse."

Kil jumped off his horse, put the burned corpse of the two sentences on his shoulders, and then said: "An enemy who is very good at swordsmanship, but not in good spirits. He goes crazy when he fights. I saw it, and it's not fake. Crazy, really crazy. From his accent, he doesn’t sound like a local, and although he hangs out with bandits, he doesn’t sound like he’s a group either.”

"I asked when I was executing the bandit leader. Although the man named Will had a strict mouth, the mountain wolf Barney still guessed that this man was a rootless hunted. Hey, he also regarded me as a man during the battle. Where is the killer after him.”

Kil shook his head, carried the two corpses and walked away, walking to the dark side of the open space, where the young refugees who died in the attack and the bandits who attacked everyone were placed on the ground in separate categories.

With so many people dead, Keir, who had a keen sense, even felt that the area where the corpses were placed was a little weird.

It was a feeling that made him feel far more uncomfortable than the corpse pit at the bottom of the bandit's lair.

He even vaguely felt that if the nearly two hundred corpses killed in these battles were left alone, some terrible changes would occur to these corpses in a few days and nights.

What Kier didn't know was that it was the early morning of sunrise. At the White Stone City Wall level a certain distance away, several priests of the Church of the Dead who had just woken up were getting the message. They packed their bags and prepared to follow the instructions. Sent out of the pass and walked towards the east.

As soon as they got up, they felt a gathering of negative energy that they had not noticed before falling asleep last night.

The scale was not small, they could feel it even if it was more than ten or twenty kilometers away.

-

Kil threw the two corpses of bandits with only their underwear on his shoulders towards the rows of corpses of bandits placed on the ground, right next to the corpses on the edge.

"Sir, can you help us? Throw them away for us. No one wants to go there. There are so many corpses, and they belong to the enemy. Just looking at them makes people unable to eat."

Without saying a word, Kil took over the corpses of the other bandits and threw them over one by one, barely lining up with the corpses in front of them.

After dawn, these corpses will be burned. At this time, Keir is even more determined to dispose of these corpses as soon as possible.

After collecting the corpses of himself and his enemies, Kil carried two boxes of different materials, one large and one small, to his carriage. The small box got into the carriage, and was transported into the dream stronghold through the cover of the carriage. middle. The goblin liked the gold and silver coins that Kil casually poured on the silver plate on the ground of the stronghold. He stacked them up and then pushed them all down in one go.

And Kiel found that the goblin also liked the small metal box, so he tinkered with the killing mechanism on it and threw it away (Kil put it aside specially), and then closed the small box. He didn't know where he found the paint, and it was in the box. Write and draw on it to dress it up like a small house.

It proudly circled the metal box that turned into a small house a few times, then muttered something in its mouth, moved its finger a little farther, and with a bang, the small metal box really suddenly turned into a small metal house that was only thirty centimeters high.

The shape of this house is very similar to a human house, and it is not a house of ordinary people, but a house carefully decorated by wealthy people.

But it's only thirty centimeters high.

But it is enough for an elf no bigger than the size of a palm. Kil sat aside, eating the hard monster jerky in his mouth, and watched in amusement as the little goblin finished tinkering, opened the small metal door he had conjured, and went in.

The door was not closed, so Kiel could see that the interior of the small house was empty, lacking living furniture and items.

But this did not trouble the goblin. It screamed loudly, and the kiels outside the small metal house brought the gold and silver coins that had fallen to the ground. Then they sprouted arms and legs one after another, and ran around the small metal house laughing and joking.

Some of them got in through the door of the metal hut, and some were scattered around the metal hut, standing neatly like the militiamen Kendall had trained for several years.

Kil lay down and leaned over to look curiously.

I found that the furniture in the house quickly increased, and it was glittering with gold.

It turned out that the little goblin clicked a gold coin with his hand in the room, and the gold coin with arms and legs screamed "Ah!" and twisted and transformed into a chair.

With another click of the finger, along with the small scream of coins, there was an extra table in the room.

Kil was so surprised that he forgot to chew the monster meat jerky in his mouth. He stared blankly at this little goblin with strange abilities, turning his loot coins into a set of golden furniture for human life.

It should be mentioned that this little goblin deliberately placed gold coins in the house as furniture. Outside the house, silver coins with arms and legs were scattered around, and it was unknown what the little goblin planned to turn them into.

After a while, all the furniture in the room was available. The little goblin raised its long beard proudly and walked out of the metal house door with steps as if it didn't recognize its relatives.

When it came outside the house, it became even more proud when it saw Kil's surprised look on his face. He opened his hands left and right and pointed at the silver coins around him.

With a faint flash of light and the screams of the coins, the coins scattered in a row around the metal cabin turned into silver crops and "tall" ornamental plants.

So, on the edge of the colorful pond, in a clearing of silver elves, a metal villa and hut whose property rights belonged to Keir or the elf appeared here.

Keir was lying on the ground, excitedly looking at the transformed house, and was amazed.

The 'owner' of the house, a little goblin with a beard that reached up to the sky, summoned the huge snail shell he used to use and parked it in the open space outside the door of the house just like parking a car.

"snort!"

It proudly circled its hut a few times, not knowing what it thought of. So it hurriedly closed the door of the hut and flew away on the snail shell.

After Kil waited for it to go far away, he leaned over and observed this dreamlike metal hut with wide eyes.

"It's so delicate. I didn't expect this little thing to have such abilities. However, these are all my money. How can it take it for itself when it's so troubled? No, we have to find a way."

Keir fiddled with the small metal window on the second floor of the hut, hooked it open with his fingernail, and looked inside.

It was discovered that there was also a set of human furniture inside.

"That's great."

But with a bang, Keir accidentally broke another small metal window and dropped it.

"Oops! Why is this thing so weak!"

Kil panicked, like a child who broke off the limbs of a friend's toy.