Gresham Gary, the quasi-inspector, who can fool some words by writing his name, walked towards the rising sun.

Four of the five members of the "griffon hunting group" snorted in unison, and only Ramsden couldn't hold back and let out a little fart. For that, he felt sorry.

"I wish you all the best in your mission and a successful return. Gresham yawned as he spoke, then inhaled the fresh breath of the morning deep into his lungs. "The temperature is starting to drop, have you all brought warm clothes?"

"Say something affordable. Kylie rubbed his nose with his left hand and then blew out an old booger on the ground. "When will the food for the winter in the Ice Peak Fortress be distributed?"

"Soon, soon, when you come back with the griffin's head, you'll be able to send it down. Gresham said with a smile that no one liked very much: "The fortress of the Church has been too quiet in recent years, and it has suffered many misunderstandings as a result. The eyes of the princes and nobles were like hungry wolves, and their minds were full of the conspiracy and fantasy of the church hoarding military power to kill them. So, we have to convince them with practical results, and the best way to do that is the monster's head. ”

"If you have a head, you will be rewarded, and if you don't have a head, you will be punished. Gresham's gaze swept over everyone, then met Feige's gaze, paused, and continued: "I'll give you an example: if someone is lazy during the mission, hiding in the mountains and forests to waste time, and turning his duty into a walk, then this is a deception and blasphemy against the goddess. For such people, punishment must follow. ”

Feige looked at Gresham and suddenly felt that he was very handsome, the kind of handsome person who was very angry when he saw him and wanted to break his nose to help him become a normal person again. He was tempted to put the ideas in his head into action, but he was afraid that he was no match for him in terms of force. Although he can definitely crush him in terms of intelligence and knowledge, there is no comparison! People like Gresham should only fight in the field they are familiar with, and will not accommodate others.

"Quasi-Inspector," said Kyle, licking between his teeth and rolling his eyes, with this almost inhuman expression, "please pray to the Goddess for us to find the griffin and kill him." We are incompetent and need a lot of help to get things done. You're our boss, you're a general in the army, right? The name of the victor in the war has always been a general. ”

The names recorded at the time of the defeat of the war were also the general's.

"You take the success or failure of this matter too seriously, but in fact it does not have that much impact, and it cannot be compared with war at all. Gresham faced the rising sun, his face turning from orange to flushed. "Just as the sun rises again every day under the care of the goddess, this is just an ordinary task. I wish you success with all my heart, because there is still a lot to do in the future. The morning sun is beautiful, but it is only the beginning of every day, every day. Well, almost...... It's time for you to hit the road, too. ”

Feige squinted and looked back at the sun, the red ball of light still a little sticky to the horizon, this time was enough time for him to say goodbye to Gresham, the point was that he really couldn't stand this pesky guy. "Gretha Mother Gary, she's been busy preparing for a mission, and it's rude not to say something. We are very sorry for the two knights who were attacked by griffons on the road and lost their lives trying to protect others. How many of you were there at the time? I can't count well, but it's definitely bigger than five, right?"

Ramsden hurriedly blocked his mouth, Feige was the best man he had ever met, and there was no one.

"I mean, don't worry, your grief is up to us, and the righteous thing of revenge and monster destruction should be left to a qualified warrior. Isn't it just a griffin? it! You haven't done it, and I'm not there?"

Gresham drew his sword outwards with a thud, and before he could draw half of it, Feige had already jumped behind Tronkelle and hid. The Holy Emblem on the Quasi-Inspector's chest trembled, allowing him to quickly calm down. The sword was unsheathed, but the teeth did not stop rubbing.

It is at this critical and awkward moment that the power to change the situation is needed. Because of this, Didrite appeared. She trotted all the way, accompanied by a sparse noise, and came to a sudden brake in front of Feiqi, and said in a hurried tone: "Let's go quickly, or my teacher will wake up soon!"

"You're going too?" Gresham froze.

"I'll knock you out if you go to snitch now, but I don't mind if you say whatever you say when I'm gone. And I left a letter for the bishop. Didlet ruffled her hair. "By the way, there is one more thing, I asked the bishop teacher to wait here for me to come back. Anyway, he doesn't pay much attention to me when he has old friends, and he won't be lonely anyway. If you have time, take care of it, and I will thank you. ”

The elf girl paused, and said solemnly to Gresham in Elven language, "Thank you." ”

Feige found that he actually understood, and it was probably someone else's memory and ability that helped.

There were enough six people, and everyone didn't stay any longer, carrying the package and setting off. Didlet had slipped out on her own, carrying no luggage other than weapons and armor, but Ramsden had already prepared a package for her. She glanced at it, felt that she was treated the same as everyone else, and felt that there was nothing fairer in the world than this, so she carried it without saying a word.

In fact, there is a big difference in the weight of each person's things, Tron is the lightest, and Feige and Ramsden are the heaviest - Feige's arrangement is mainly related to the division of labor.

In the case of Kyrie's arm injury, Tron has to take on more responsibility for guarding and opening the way, which means that he needs to retain more physical strength when he climbs up and down before running, so the lighter the weight, the better. Keret was a wounded and naturally had to be taken care of, and Wu Mama was slender, like a poor girl who was slightly malnourished, so she couldn't carry the heaviest one. Ramsden insisted on this, and Feige felt the need to object.

He's self-conscious anyway. If he doesn't have combat effectiveness, then he will be a porter, so that in case of danger, he will immediately hide behind his teammates, and he will not feel any guilt in his heart. He believes that everyone just has a different division of labor, better overall arrangement, more efficient play to everyone's strengths, more progress than complete agreement.

And he has a job that no one else has: storytelling.

"The story of three countries? But I haven't heard of a country called 'Winter Han'? And it's just one country, you can't lie to me, right?"

Feige gave Didlet a blank look, then sighed. The calculations and planning he made naturally knew that the weight on the shoulders of the female paladin was lighter than his own, but her ease was at least an order of magnitude stronger. I don't know how the arms and legs, which are obviously thinner than himself, contain so much power? He looked at Wu Mama again, and realized that it was he who was weak.

But when it comes to storytelling, these people are scum. Feige is a frequent listener to storytelling, and he's better than them!

"History is serious, I can't just make it up, right? So, I can only build a country that you haven't heard of to put the story in. Pay attention to the characters inside, and don't bother with the names. ”

"Yes, listen to Feige, that's right!" Ramsden was busy wiping his sweat, but he did not lack support for his companions.

"Okay, okay, I'm not going to dwell on weird names and how three countries came into one. But why do you always say 'SUA' when you're telling a story? Is it some kind of quirk?"

"I'm practicing spells. Feige replied. The Goddess of Truth Thunder has her own divine arts, but she does not exclude other powers, she treats them equally. Dragons can fly in the sky and breathe fire, snakes can swim and shuttle in the ground, these are not magic arts, there is no reason why people can't learn spells! What she opposes is the research and abuse of spells that are destructive, harmful, and contrary to the nature of basic creatures, and these Feiqi are also opposed. So, if it weren't for the fact that the devil's identity was in the way, he wouldn't mind putting the vast majority of his experience on the study of divine arts.

The environment for studying spells in general is relaxed, so Feige can honestly say that he is practicing spells. "Not long ago I discovered a spell that allows me to simply move objects with my will. I tried casting this spell and found three interesting phenomena. ”

Didrite was a little disappointed, she wanted to hear the story, not the spell. She regretted asking Feige about "SUA". However, as a paladin, it is very important to respect others equally. She felt that she could enjoy listening to stories, and that Feige could also enjoy studying spells.

"First, I cast this spell without much effort. I have to do a lot of physical exercise every day, and I have a lot of physical exertion, but it doesn't affect my use of spells - except that I am too thirsty and my voice is not listening. Second, the effect of this spell has become stronger with constant practice. Now, I can move heavier objects and do faster movements. The third and most interesting point is that whether a spell is successful or not has nothing to do with my pronunciation, but with what I think my pronunciation is correct. ”

"Oh...... Come on, come on. Didriet blinked quickly: "Can I tell me what happened next? Who is more powerful, the pig killer or the date seller?"

"No, you're too blunt to change the subject. Didn't you think about why things move just when I just spoke?

"If you recite a spell that suits you, it should have an effect, does this need any reason? Since the creation of the world by the Creator, there has been the Goddess of Truth and Thunder who has watched over and taken care of everyone, rewarding the right and punishing the wrong. You're doing the right thing - there's a reward, and you have to thank the Goddess. ”

"But I'm ...... You can't use spells in the same way, I've tried. Feiqi wanted to say, "But I'm the devil, the goddess won't care", but I'm afraid that as soon as this sentence is finished, the goddess will take care - through the longsword of the Holy Heart Paladin.

"The goddess has her own arrangements, you can experience it, but don't speculate. Didrite became serious, which made Feige know that he should continue to talk about "Adaptation for Another World: Romance of the Three Kingdoms".

Didriet heard the rest of the story as she wished, but she had a lot of opinions about the plot where a humble character who weaves straw shoes can defeat two people who sound like they are strong at the same time. Feige ignored her opinion, still pondering the question that pops up when all Earthwalkers successfully cast their magic: "What the hell is going on?" ”