Hall City, Thunder Tavern.

A robed figure flashed in, making his way through the crowd to the bar. It's almost late at night, but the tavern is still packed.

"Would you like a drink, lad? I'll tell you that it's not my old Bill who blows, and that my drink here used to make the dumb men of the city speak. ”

"Hahaha, old Bill is bragging again, you tell me what the dumb man said. The crowd around him burst into laughter.

"Hehe, of course my wine here is strong and fragrant. ”

"You're the tavern owner?" Edwin looked at the old man, who looked much younger and sturdier than Atwood, and the old man looked at him.

"That's right, you can buy wine here, it's not expensive at all, a copper coin, a big glass. Old Bill gestured with Edwin with his index point.

"If you want to take a bounty or a quest, go to the bulletin board over there, and whoever takes it will be anyone's favorite. ”

"It was Mr. Atwood who asked me to come. Edwin sat in an oak chair.

"Come in and talk about it. Edwin followed Old Bill into a nondescript room in the tavern.

"Are you a grave keeper?" said Old Bill staring at him.

"Well, how do you know?"

"Only you have that smell of corpses. Tell me, what did he tell you to come to me for?"

Edwin said it again, and Old Bill's expression became very exciting.

"With your current body, you can't even kill a rabbit. Christine, come here. He shouted out the door.

"It's been a long time since I've seen a young handsome guy. The girl who came in had her curly blond hair hanging down to her shoulders, and her blue eyes kept blinking at Edwin when she saw him.

"Would you like a drink?" Christine hugged Edwin, and the wine was almost on his lips.

"Alright, put away your set. ”

Christine obediently sat next to Edwin,

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

"You can find a spare room for yourself in a while, and prepare everything you need to prepare. Old Bill said and took out another call-up order,

"Count John's call, can he go with you to the Elah Forest tomorrow?"

"Him?"

"Next time you come to the tavern for free, count me as if I invited you. Just one more assistant. And I'll give you a secure line for free. ”

"Okay, although I like my younger brother, I don't like to drag it down either. Aren't you afraid he'll die there?" Christine glanced at Edwin.

"There's no way to die. Alright, it's none of your business. Old Bill said and sent her away.

"There are some things that you shouldn't be responsible for at your age, but since you have chosen, you have to stick to it. Got it?"

Edwin nodded.

"Hmph, like that guy, he was a stuffy gourd when he was younger. Old Bill's beard trembled.

"Kristen is a nice guy, huh...... At least she is in good shape, and she will not die at a critical moment. Otherwise, I wouldn't have handed you over to her. ”

"Do I need anything to prepare tomorrow?"

"I have an old set of armor, I'll lend you to wear it first, and I'll leave the rest up to her. You can learn a lot by following her. ”

"Got it. ”

"I've been nagging a bit a bit too much today, so you go and sleep in that room. Bill pointed to the innermost room in the hallway.

After Edwin was gone, Old Bill took a sip of wine in the glimmer of the candle as it was about to go out.

"Grave Keeper ......"

The next day, Edwin woke up early, and it should be said that he didn't sleep well that night because he had come to his new environment. Christine, on the other hand, felt that her spirit was unusually full.

"Blake, bring me that old armor. Old Bill greeted the man in the tavern.

"Good morning, Edwin. ”

"Good morning, Miss Christine. ”

"No one called me that for years. She smiled.

After breakfast, Edwin reluctantly put his old armor on, and old Bill patted him on the back,

"Don't underestimate it, it can save your life at a critical moment. ”

"Old Bill, we're off. Edwin only noticed what she was dressed for today when he heard Christine's words, with curly blond hair tied up with a headband, a short blade pinned to his waist, and a longbow on his back that reminded him of the legendary Robin Hood of the Folklore.

"Do you know how to ride a horse?"

"Yes. Edwin nodded, his father had taught him on purpose, but unfortunately the horse he was very affectionate to was ridden away by his father.

Edwin stepped onto his horse, and after a moment of habituation, he caught up with Christine. Half a day later, the two entered the forest of Elah.

"Most of the centaurs are already surrounded by Count John's private army and papal knights, and all we have to do is look for the fish that slipped through the net. ”

"How do you find it?"

"Follow me. Christine's words were noticeably less.

A long time ago, the vicinity of Hall City may not have been called Hall City at that time. A bitter war broke out between the forest elves and the orcs. The leader of the tribal elves used the forbidden life ritual magic to use the bodies of the dead people as the raw materials of the ritual to grow towering giant trees and engulf the orcs who participated in the war. The price of magic is that the forest often breeds strange races mixed with orc traits.

In this forest, a variety of races live together, and the policy of the Terrans is to leave it alone as long as they do not pose a threat to humanity.

"The ancestors of the centaurs are said to be the product of this forest. Christine looked at the seemingly boundless forest and marveled at the magic of elven magic.

The leaves of the forest rustled in the wind, the sun shone through the cracks in the shade, and a cold arrow shot at Edwin in the shadows.

"Stand back!" Christine hurriedly called, and Edwin reacted at this point, the arrow just happened to pass him.

The two looked at the direction where the arrow was fired, and there was nothing, the wind was still there, and the leaves were waving.

"It's a shame. A centaur with a goatee walked slowly towards them.

"Beautiful body, sin race. The centaur's eyes stared at Christine aggressively.

"It's disgusting. Edwin spoke rarely.

"Do humans talk so much? "The centaur was taller than Edwin on horseback, and the muscles of his whole body were full of power.

"He doesn't usually talk much. Christine rushed towards the centaur, the blade in her hand rising.

The centaur raised his longbow, drew the bowstring, and took advantage of his high mobility to start attacking the two of them round after round.

"Damn!" Christine also pulled out her longbow and shot back.

But the centaur was so fast that he could draw his bow backwards while running, and the two of them were exhausted but to no avail. The two were already a little tired of catching up.

"Don't chase it, it'll drain your strength if you chase it like this. Edwin said to Christine, fending off the arrows.

"Come on. The centaurs taunted them.

Its strength and speed are far superior to the two, so there is no fear that it will be overtaken.

"Do you know what I look down on you humans the most?" the centaur's words were filled with resentment.

"You are the weakest and the weakest, and you have never revered nature, and you are arrogant and arrogant, thinking that you are the masters of the world. ”

"Why? With your strongest fecundity, hahaha. ”

"Why are you able to build a city, and we can only be kept in captivity like animals by you, you call it laissez-faire, ridiculous, as long as we centaurs dare to step out of the forest, we will be slaughtered by you. You two humans tell me why?" the centaurs are getting faster and faster, and the arrows they shoot are getting denser and denser.

The two of them were a little silent as they dodged, and this was not something they could interfere with.

"Because we humans have built civilization, created order, and led the world out of the dark history of oppression, we have where we are today. A high-pitched voice came from the other direction, and an old gentleman in armor stepped out of the dense forest.

"What have you centaurs done?" the voice was old but still majestic.

"Earl John......" Christine looked at the old man and the soldiers who appeared with him.

"Take it!" commanded the Count.

"These centaurs seem to have developed their minds overnight, do you know who you were fighting just now?" the Count looked at the two of them.

The two of them shook their heads.

"It's the leader of the centaur tribe, and he left the whole race behind and ran away first. You can take the bounty as usual, after all, it will be too difficult to kill him. The two were also slightly wounded, and the Count looked at Edwin again.

"Why be an adventurer, why give up the mission of guarding the tomb?" a blade-like gaze fell on him.

"Because...... I felt like there were some things I had to do. Edwin thought for a moment and said it without hesitation.

"You grave keepers are almost nothing but blood, you don't understand. ”

"But I'm not useless. ”

The Count glanced at him, "Back in Hall, you can go to Rudolph, he should be short of an apprentice, I'm curious to see how far you can go." ”

The centaur was quickly twisted over, dying, but still able to speak.

"Racial ...... of Sin"

"The Lord said, All men are born evil. That's why we need to be good. I ask you, how did you get the wisdom, or who helped you open it?"

"I won't betray him. ”

"Well, loyalty is an admirable character. Howard, go and bring him the fruit and eat it. John beckoned to a casually dressed man.

"Such a precious thing...... Howard thrust the black fruit into the centaur's mouth with some pain.

"I'll ask you now, who is it?

As soon as the words "Borui ......" came out, the centaur began to twitch violently, and the corners of his mouth continued to foam.

"Strange must say......" muttered the Earl.

Edwin broke out in a cold sweat when he heard this, but it was only after one night, and he had wisdom overnight......

"Get out of here first. The two of them left in amusement.

"Count, who is he?" Howard looked at Edwin's back.

"The only son of a sad man. His father was a brave young man, but also an unfortunate man. As if it was a lot of effort to remember something long ago, he yawned.

"And...... Dare to ride a horse in the forest is not dead, his son seems to be a lucky man. Howard said with a smile.