Volume 2: Elf Kingdom Chapter 63: Walking in the Forest (2)

Style: Fantasy Author: black sheep 44Words: 1808Update Time: 24/01/13 04:17:16
night,

Surrounded by rain clouds, looking up at the night where the bloody moonlight cannot be seen,

From Dandelion to now, George has spent his twentieth night in this bloody forest.

Moist firewood is placed next to the campfire for heating. After the moisture attached to the firewood is dried, it can be sent to the bottom of the campfire to become a new round of fuel. Wet firewood burns inefficiently and incompletely. The burning will bring toxic gases, which is a very fatal thing for George and others in the cave.

The sound of burning bonfires kept echoing in my ears. Originally, in such a silent night, bonfires would only bring a lot of unnecessary trouble to the troops. However, George and others encountered a heavy rain during the day and finally found a mountain. In the cave at their feet, they had to have a "friendly exchange" with the cave giants inside - a subhuman race whose IQ is inversely proportional to their body despite their huge stature. Only then did they win the right to rest in the cave. .

Looking back at his men, the elf hunters from Luli Forest were teaching other elf ladies how to effectively fight in close combat. In the previous battle, there were several dirty and smelly cave giants. With their powerful bodies, they recovered Ability, unexpectedly crashed into the elf hunter's close range——

Of course, the narrow cave is indeed not suitable for the performance of elf hunters. Fortunately, the newly joined elf hunters held back the cave giant, and George was able to come to support.

As a price, the enamel on George's spur had cracked, and the blood groove on the blade was filled with the yellow and white stuff from the skulls of these low-IQ creatures. He washed it with rain water for a long time before finally cleaning it.

Of course, there was some good news during the march. With Lova's lobbying, some new faces joined the teams of goblins, wolves, and white tigers. After all, in the dangerous forest, in order to survive better, there are actually many neutral creatures who are willing to join the team of adventurers.

Although Croesus did not take action, he did not hesitate to share his wisdom because the elf hunters kept helping him collect medicinal materials and make semi-finished products. Soon, Lova learned the correct way to deal with neutral creatures, and her team naturally expanded a lot.

"This is the twentieth day of the march. Our troops have reached the edge of the White Wolf Valley. In the center of Alanon, there is a fault between the forest and the mountains. The continuous canyon is not only the largest in Alanon. The source of mineral deposits also divides Alannorn into two areas: east and west. Of course, there are also several lower elevation points in the canyon that can be used as shortcuts. White Wolf Valley is one of them, but in recent years, it has been destroyed by a large number of It was occupied by a pack of wolves, hence the name White Wolf Valley.”

"Wolves are social animals. If you don't provoke any wolf, you will not be attacked by any wolf. So next, try to avoid the wolves in the valley as much as possible to avoid unnecessary fighting, and you can reach the magic grassland safely. That being said, I have flown to high places for reconnaissance and found no trace of wolves. The reconnaissance results given by Falcon Breeze are also the same. What is going on? Even Archdruid Croy Si, and failed to give a reasonable explanation."

"If something goes wrong, there must be a monster. I'd better be careful."

George closed the notebook and rubbed his shoulders. In the past few nights, if he didn't encounter any encounters, or if George was needed to keep watch, he would always find a deserted corner to practice his archery skills.

Diligence can make up for failure, George has always believed in this saying. Moreover, the most important reason is that there are no mobile phones or the Internet in this world, and the only books that can kill time have been read by George several times.

Talking to Lova is indeed a pleasant thing for George, but George knows that as the commander of this team, Lova does more, busier, and more every day than he can observe. He was tired, so George was sensible and didn't go to her to kill time.

Therefore, it seems that apart from training his own skills, George really has nothing else to do.

Not far from the cave, little fairies were scattered on the surrounding branches, emitting a faint light. Seeing them, George suddenly recalled a previous conversation with Lova:

"Dear Commander, why don't you send the goblins to fight?"

"Because they are very fragile, if there are not enough numbers, they cannot even harass long-range troops, and they will often be wiped out quickly."

"Can't they grow bigger?"

"Yes, they can only grow larger under special circumstances. For example, when they meet someone of the opposite sex that they fall in love with in the forest and collect the essence of these opposite sex, they will become a normal human body. But at that time The little goblin is also even more vulnerable... Wait, I've only seen this in books, how did you know?!"

"This, this..."

It has to be said that in any world, a woman's sixth sense is always so powerful. Lova just recalled it briefly and accurately deduced the time and place of the "crime" and even the name of the little goblin. .

"Adjutant George, I remind you very seriously and solemnly that except for the adjutant who is the combat commander, you must not have any unnecessary relations with my subordinates! Do you understand, yes! Any! Any! More! More!" Relationship!"

He scratched his head and threw the little spider that had just fallen on the silver hair into the depths of the cave. Whenever George recalled the murderous threats from his dear commander Lova, he always felt a chill. .

"Any relationship...really..." The constant whistling of the wind outside the cave, the constant dripping of raindrops, and the crackling echo of the bonfire in the cave were all calling George, and the deepest sleep in his mind.

"Women... are really troublesome..."

George's mumblings became softer and softer, leaving only gentle snores floating in the cave.