Okay... is fighting in a peaceful area such a casual thing? Griffith sat back in his chair and ate the rest of his food quickly.
The receptionist completed a simple certificate for the adventure team and watched them walk out of the tavern. Then she turned and looked at Griffith: "Are you going to help them? Manisa Village's request for help is urgent. , they seem to be the only team that has received the mission. I heard that goblins are very weak, although I have never seen them, they should be able to deal with them smoothly."
"The strength of an individual does not determine victory in the battle," Griffith shook his head, "wisdom and organization do."
"Oh~" the receptionist echoed in a long tone.
Goblins are rare monsters. Griffith chewed the hard bread and thought. There were so many monsters and alien creatures on the battlefield on the Eastern Front, but Goblins were rarely seen.
Izmir is located in the center of the waterway, and the demons nearby have been eliminated for decades. How did the goblin community penetrate into the core area of human territory?
When Griffith had almost finished his food and was making plans, several well-dressed gentlemen happened to come down from the second floor of the tavern. The person walking at the front first looked at the receptionist who stood up in a hurry, and then cast his eyes on Griffith.
"Are you a knight of the Royal Army?"
"Griffith Brandon, a trainee knight under Earl Larmore, the second son of Brandon's border knight, and a second-level captain." Griffith saluted several gentlemen and introduced himself seriously. The full set of titles, "I served in the Eastern Legion not long ago and was ordered to go to the royal capital."
The gentlemen who came down from the second floor of the tavern looked pretty good, and their neat coats were cut to fit them perfectly. Among them, there were two middle-aged men following behind, respectively wearing long swords or holding calculation papers and pens and abacus in their hands.
The leading gentleman wears a dark blue ribbon and should be a recipient of some medal. His tall figure was slightly stout, and a trace of anxiety and irritability lingered in his eyes.
"Level 2 squad leader?" A sturdy man among the group looked at him doubtfully. The man who looked like an accountant came up and said, "Are the ranks of the Guards and the Assault Cavalry equivalent to the rank of sergeant in the Wehrmacht?"
"Yes, sir."
"Are there any war horses?" asked a gentleman.
"Not now."
"Well," the leading gentleman nodded with satisfaction, turned around and whispered a few words to the other gentlemen, then turned back and said, "Trainee knight, I am the mayor of Izmir. Manisa is 30 miles away from this town. The village reported that they had been attacked by demons, and we were about to send the town's militia to support. But...after all, the boys are not soldiers. I am worried that they will not have enough experience when they first participate in the battle, and they will have to wait for the second time. It takes a genius to arrive. Trainee knight, please go ahead and support the village. As long as you hold on until tomorrow morning, you will be fine."
Griffith seemed to hear the jingling of silver coins, but he still asked with doubts: "Mr. Mayor, you must know that I am not under the command of the local civil affairs system. Moreover, there is no one here. Many young and brave adventurers?”
Outside the glass window of the tavern, you can see the young swordsman and his companions walking towards the north gate of the town with simple equipment.
The mayor visibly bit his lower lip: "Those are goblins. Although they have not been so active in the past ten years, I have seen their atrocities with my own eyes. How can a child without even hair be their opponent?" ,they……"
Your reaction is very violent... Is it the shadow left by the goblin? Griffith nodded slightly.
The mayor stopped mid-sentence when he noticed that the trainee knight in front of him raised his right hand and slightly rubbed his three fingers. The black iron metal gauntlet's fingers hit lightly, making a crisp sound.
Compensation, gentlemen of the place, let us talk about compensation.
Several gentlemen in the town looked at each other, and one of them with a thick notebook came up and handed the mayor a bulging bag.
"This is the reward paid to adventurers. Every brave volunteer who goes to Manisa Village for support after approval will be rewarded with 2 yin lang. Each head can be rewarded with 1 yin lang and can be brought back to Brother There will be additional rewards for the heads of leader Bryn or other high-level demon species," the mayor took out 2 silver coins and handed them over.
Griffith glanced down and shook his head.
"10 silver coins in advance," the trainee knight said without taking it, waving his hands, "Don't you think, the mayor, that five armed villagers can fight against a dismounted cavalry?"
"Why don't you grab it?" the gentleman with the notebook and money bag shouted, "10 silver coins can last me a week!"
"After leaving the front line, I don't have the weapons and armor I am used to," Griffith said seriously. "Ten silver coins are not enough for me to purchase sufficient equipment. I have to pay for it myself. Gentlemen, if I don't have enough supplies, I won’t go. Gentlemen, don’t you think I can’t kill 8 goblins even though I’m fully armed?”
The town's civil servants finally agreed to a fair price for the apprentice knight. After receiving the money, Griffith did not set out immediately. Instead, he went to the weapons store in the town and bought a simple two-meter short gun, a hatchet and three daggers, and then went to the tavern to buy a package of meat. Dry, brown bread. This simple equipment and food cost him a full gold florin. Not only did he use up the advance payment, he also spent a lot of his own savings.
Now, he wears a double armor of mail and leather, black iron gauntlets and greaves on his hands and feet, an iron helmet on his head, and carries a long sword, an axe, 5 daggers and an inferior short gun with him.
Without an iron shield, breastplate and war horse, the center of gravity of the short spear is also very problematic... Griffith weighed his condition and found that he could only exert one-third of his usual combat effectiveness.
According to the known intelligence, there are two Goblins near Manisa Village, namely the Goblin lair hidden in the mountains and the Goblin troops about to attack the village. This group of goblins has attacked the village many times in recent days and captured some villagers, cattle and sheep.
The militiamen in the village found more and more traces of goblins gathering in the nearby forest. Some human remains were also found on the edge of the forest. They hurried to the town last night to ask for help.
Other than that, nothing was known about the town or village, not even how many goblins there were, what their equipment was, and what types they were. They just clearly felt the threat that was right in front of them.
The little information about goblins comes from the mayor. He introduced that this kind of creature is slightly weaker than a human teenager, very agile, has good night vision, can move freely in the dark, and its mobility will be severely weakened in daylight.
Griffith's friendly forces include villagers in the village, adventurers in the town who rush to support, and armed people. The town's militia is mobilizing and arming and will not arrive in Manisa village until the next day at the earliest.
The four-person adventurer team we saw just now has been tasked with clearing out the goblins, but they may not go to Manisa Village for support and may directly raid the lair.
There may be some looted property hidden in the demon's lair, which can make money faster than killing goblins. If you are lucky enough to rescue some village captives who are still alive, their families will also pay you a fair amount.
The benefits of going deep into the lair are much greater than fighting goblins in the wild, but once you are surrounded by monsters ten times your size in a narrow and unfamiliar place, isn't it inevitable that you will die?
Is it that this team of adventurers has no idea about goblins, or are goblins really too weak? Four people dare to go to the mountains... Griffith felt that he could not understand the idea of a peaceful world at all.
But then again, Griffith himself has no idea about goblins. During the two years of fighting in the east, he faced terrifying mythical creatures, powerful and slow mountain monsters, fierce and mighty orcs, cunning and cruel trolls and barbarians, and the weakest was the short but bloodthirsty orc subspecies— — Orcs. Small creatures like Goblins rarely appear on the battlefield. There is almost no room for them to survive.
But that doesn't mean Griffith will let his guard down. Body size and individual attack power do not determine the outcome of a battle.
It was not yet noon, and if Griffith hurried on, he could reach Manisa Village before sunset. He could also choose to go with the slow militia, but that would most likely require spending the night in the wild.
Camping at night with irregular troops whose combat capabilities are questionable, and possibly facing enemies who can fight at night, this option sounds very bad.
After considering the limited intelligence, Griffith immediately embarked on the road to Manisa Village.
