In the Sakya Forest, James usually took a trade path that had previously been abandoned. Later, the path was buried in the grass, and James had no choice but to rely on his reluctant sense of direction to rush in the direction of Lonega. At that time, he still had hard leather armor and a fairly majestic iron sword, but now he only had clothes after removing his wallet, and his weapon was only the pitifully small short dagger in his hand. Although the goblins are weak, their combined strength should not be underestimated, and it is enough to face one of their own equipment, and now they need to approach five in a row, not to mention that these five may appear together. Thinking of this, James couldn't help but greet the eighteenth generation of Whitewater's ancestors.

The farthest James had ever traveled in that small village in the Saga Forest was the Baron's Castle. In a trance, he suddenly remembered the feeling of fear and awe he had when he was still a child, when he saw the majestic open city walls and endless moats. Ever since he witnessed the blue top and white tower, this place has never been forgotten by him. He dreamed of this place every day, and when he woke up, he thought about it, and he talked to people about it, and even swore that he would go to the castle one day, even if it was better to be a guard than to be a lumberjack in the village.

Later, the baron wanted to follow the king to the war, and came to the village to recruit soldiers, and the young James enthusiastically signed up, and was immediately attracted by the instructor at that time. That was the first time he had been assigned to the training group and had touched the real weapon.

After a month-long emergency training, he was sent to the East Enori Desert, where he fought to the death with the Messiahs. James, who was just 16 years old, saw the fierce enemy and the battlefield where arrows were raining down, and he was so frightened that he almost fainted on the spot. In that battle, thanks to the timely arrival of reinforcements from Ilmari, Vasilia barely managed to win, and he happened to be undetected, and he also won the title of hero of the survivors of the battle. When he returned triumphantly, the village chief recruited the whole village to pick up the wind and dust for him, and it was a scene of joy and joy, which made him forget his failure.

Because of his experience in the army, James got his wish and signed up for the Baron's Guard. However, his dream of staying on the castle every day to guard and watch the scenery did not come, and in order to qualify, he had to go to more rigorous training. James was instructed by an instructor from the Warrior Guild, but within three months of training, he was kicked out by the instructor because he didn't take his classes seriously and always looked outside. James was also disappointed, and what he really wanted to do was look at the spire of the castle, quietly observe the flow of the moat, or stare at the flying geese in the distance. He didn't want to be a warrior, or if the castle needed someone who just had to look at the scenery every day, he would be very active in it. But the Baron didn't need such people, and James looked down on the warriors who fought and killed every day—though not every one of them could beat him.

James was leaning against the branch in a daze, listening to the chirping of birds, and a thin animal voice gradually came from the distance. In the Sakya Forest, the three creatures James saw the most besides the people of his own village were: wolves, goblins, and the native people of Valranari. So when he heard it, he could tell that it was a goblin. He suddenly realized that he still had a task ahead of him, so he quickly pulled out his dagger and hid behind a tree.

This is a small forest in the plains of Lannega, and you can climb the trees and look into the distance, and you can faintly see the rooftops of Lannega City. James had thought that there would be no goblins here, but now it seems that he guessed wrong.

The sound was getting closer, and James could already hear the footsteps of the goblins. He held his breath, quickly turned around and looked at it, then pulled it back. About seven or eight, he thought. Then he calculated the odds of facing them with his own equipment alone. Well...... Rounding is almost equal to zero......

James slowly crouched down, then crawled on the ground again, trying to cover his body with weeds. He glanced at the goblins through the gap in the grass and was relieved to see that they weren't traveling in the direction he was heading toward him. But then, he took a closer look, and found that the goblins were not as weak as he had seen them in the Sakya Forest, but rather heavily armed, and some of them were even draped in scattered pieces of iron and held polished spears. This kind of equipment may not be a big deal for Rankega's guards, but it can already be said to be extremely dangerous for a poor adventurer like James.

The goblin in the lead, who was holding a spear, turned around and muttered a few words to the younger brothers behind him, and then suddenly turned the spearhead to James. The group of goblins immediately turned around and walked towards their side. For a moment, James felt that they had discovered him, and his heart jumped to his throat, but when he saw that there was no change in the expression of their eyes, he knew that he had not made much noise, and he had not been noticed by them.

James breathed a sigh of relief for the second time, feeling much calmer.

Calm down? They're heading in my direction!

James was so frightened that he almost got up from the ground, but a green hand covered his mouth. He suddenly rolled his eyes, fainted, hurriedly grabbed the dagger, and stabbed behind him.

"Shhhhhh......h......h His black hair and the green skin of the Valranari made him almost invisible in the verdant woods. His other hand caught James's dagger, the tip of which was only half a centimeter away from his body.

"Huh?" James was still in shock, stunned for a moment before he came to his senses. He put the dagger away, remained silent, and continued to crawl among the grass. The young Valranari native saw James do as he was told, nodded with a strange look, and then waved his hands and yelled in a language that James did not understand.

Suddenly, a dozen Valranari werewolves armed with bows and arrows suddenly popped out of the haystack next to James, surrounding the small group of goblins. Those people didn't say a word, they just opened their bows and shot arrows, and in an instant they turned these poor goblins into a hornet's nest.

"I'm ......" James was startled by this scene and slowly got up from the grass. As soon as he stood up, a native turned and pointed the arrow at him.

He thought of the surrendered goblin he had met the day before, so he raised his hands high, and found that he had a dagger in his hand, so he hurriedly threw the dagger to the ground to show that he was harmless.

When the natives saw that he was human, they muttered a few words, and then they all lowered their bows.

"Hello to Rune...... stammered one of the bald heads closest to him.

"You...... Good ......" James saw that he was strong and felt that he was a bad person to mess with, but then, the green-skinned man touched his head and smirked, which suddenly made James feel that he had no momentum at all.

The rest of the Valranari natives smiled at him and began to pack up the spoils of the goblin squad. The young Valranari who had covered his mouth earlier was now directing everyone's movements like a commander. James was amazed to see that the rest of the natives older than him were listening to him.

"Foreigners," the young man asked, looking at James' bewildered look, "we're here to buy wolf skins." He doesn't speak the lingua franca fluently, but he doesn't stutter either.

"I don't have a wolf's skin......," James said helplessly.

"I can see that you don't," the young man was speechless, "I just wanted to tell you that we have no ill intentions. ”

"That'......" James thought of his mission, "thank you for saving me, I can...... Take something with you?"

"What do you want to bring?"

"Take five goblin scimitars......" he held out five fingers.

"What are you doing with this?" the young man did not feel inferior to his indigenous identity in the slightest, but rather rather humble and arrogant.

"Uh...... I just want to collect. ”

"Come on, there's nothing to collect here. But if you want, take whatever you want, we're not interested in goblin weapons, I'm only interested in the wolf skins they get. The young man turned to his men and said, "How many wolf skins have you found?"

"There are four wolf skins, the head, three are a little damaged, and one is relatively intact. A Valranari hunter said.

The young man nodded, and looked back at James. "Anyway, it's a pleasure to meet you, my name is Yoggs, and I'm the leader of a hunting squad in our tribe. ”

"My name is James...... "With the experience of Adamne's previous experience, James behaved very cautiously this time "Yoggs, you are so young ......"

"I know what you're trying to ask, but in our tribe, age is not the criterion for judging whether you can be a captain, hunting skills are. He raised his bow and arrows. It was an ordinary-shaped, but unusually delicate-looking longbow, revealing a powerful temperament.

"The biggest iron ring in Valranari is for you, so what do you have to give me, foreign master?" said the bald man who had just come running over again, holding a huge iron bracelet, drooling.

"Rune, hurry back and stop scaring people with your things. Yuggs was a little angry and reprimanded.

"Oh, Rune won't, Rune just wanted to say hello......" The big guy walked away.

"He's a little silly, don't you mind. After speaking, Yugs waved his hand at the Valranari hunters who had already finished preparing, "Once the loot is collected, hurry up and continue on our way, our next target is Kingsbridge, we need to walk the whole Valranari before the harsh winter comes......" he turned around. "James, you are a weak traveler, with no weapons on you, you are walking alone, and you are easily attacked in the wilderness, and we have just arrived from that big city called Lonega, and you had better go and settle there. ”

James finished packing up his five scimitars, and when he heard this, he almost shed tears of gratitude. Yugus then gave him another cloth bag for him to put his things in, and then instructed him to prepare to leave.

"Well, Yogs, have you ever seen a man named Adam?"

Yugs shook his head.

"When spring came, we had just made our way south from the north, and we didn't meet a few, let alone a friend who knew names like you. ”

"Oh...... That's right......" James nodded in disappointment.

After the departure of the group of Yuggs. He wiped a little blood on himself and his scimitar, and hurried out of the place, hurried towards Lannega. It's the same reason - he can't stand the smell of goblins.