"Mr. Adam, how does it taste?"

Jane twisted the edge of the porcelain plate and gently placed the fish down egg on the deep-grained bar.

The thin arm was out of Adam's sight, but he still smelled the breadcrumb, touching the warmth of the industrious.

"Very well, I'm sure the bartender must have praised it, so I won't praise you."

He began to enjoy the most exquisite food that the colony could make.

The tavern was very neat and fresh, and the others cleaned up before leaving the bar.

Jane brought the drained plates in from the back room, and arranged them neatly and neatly, with skillful movements, and did not stare at the lord with a blank eye.

Adam heard the girl humming softly.

"What's the tune?"

"Me? Oh, the Hangener ballad, which I had forgotten in the first place, and Mrs. Gwen later taught me.

By the way, Mr. Adam, I tried some kuha the way Uncle Jamie did, and I should be able to try it. ”

She began to talk about all kinds of trivial things again, and it seemed that as long as she had her stomach filled, there were only good people left in the world.

The lights began to flicker, and slowly became brighter again.

"You're leaving again?"

Adam stopped chewing and looked up.

Jane had her back to herself, adding the mixture to the grease spout with her long-necked jug, so she couldn't see the expression on her face when she said this.

"yes, I'm going to go out tonight."

"Uh-huh, okay. Be careful, sir. ”

Adam turned slightly to the side, narrowing his eyes and looking at something suspicious—he swore he hadn't leaked his travel plans to anyone.

How did Jane see that?

Adam pushed the tavern handrail open, and the cold autumn breeze slanted in through his neckline.

"I'll be back tomorrow, I won't be traveling far recently, I should be in the stronghold for a long time."

He straightened his coat as he reached out and closed the wooden door.

The image of the girl picking up the wine glass fades from left to right amid the babbling of wood.

Adam lingered imperceptibly in the doorway for a moment, as if hearing the sound of someone jumping up.

Well, probably an illusion.

The interior of the stronghold is brightly lit, and people come and go from the steps to the fence.

Animal fat and wooden poles, combined with a mixture of medicines, can be made into a simple lantern, which is fixed with water in an iron pocket and placed in every dark and difficult place.

This technique is a technique that almost every fisherman can use, and it has now become an indispensable part of the "Base Lighting Project".

Some of the stones were so misshapen that they simply broke them completely.

At the junction of mud and rocks, as well as the edge of the swamp, you can dig out [Lake Oil], and when boiled with other things, it will turn into a sticky paste.

Mix the sand and gravel particles and use them to pave the main road, making the whole stronghold more neat and beautiful.

Adam kept his head down and walked out along the air-dried passageway, thinking to himself that when he had enough men, he would have to go down the valley to open a quarry.

When the time comes, it will be more comfortable to replace the floor tiles.

Walking to the edge of the forest area, the [gravel road] has reached the end, and in front of it are patches of tree stumps, still waiting for the further digestion of tree ants and medicinal herbs.

Adam walked through the slightly dimly lit path, leaving the buzz behind him, the chirping of insects and the rustling of foliage becoming clearer.

When he reached the river, the night watchman and the water porter greeted him and held up torches to illuminate the lord's vision.

The bubbles are swept away by the current, and a slight splash attracts attention.

The dark shadow slowly floated up.

"Drink, lulu."

The bare-chested man swam to the shore, rubbed his face, and shook the water dry.

When he grabbed that strong arm and climbed up, he realized that it was actually the lord, and he was suddenly a little nervous.

"Did you find it?"

Adam asked.

"Yes, my lord, stand back and get something to plug your nose."

The net hung around his waist, and the man pulled up along the thick rope, and before long, another spherical object surfaced.

The pile of withered yellow water grass was thrown on the shore like this, and several people let out violent vomiting sounds.

【Rhama sagrad】

【Alchemy medicinal materials, attractant raw materials】

The torches began to shake, and the people around them resisted the sudden "attack", and they all found a crater or a low-lying place and vomited.

Then, the smell in the air is more complicated.

Adam frowned, he didn't expect the real thing to be so impactful, which surprised him a little.

He took out the prepared vines and stepped forward to bundle up the brownish-yellow, wet, and increasingly strong smell as the moisture faded.

Then pierce with a spear.

Hold it up like a top-heavy torch.

Looking at the shadows, there is a bit of a long-handled hammer posture.

Adam straddled his horse and quietly departed, skirting the stronghold from the other branches, so as not to let some of the less resistant ones lose their supper.

[You have a 'seductive' smell all over your body, spreading in the night breeze and may alarm some of the grumpy ones.] 】

The sound of horses' hooves resounded on the dirt road, and as they drifted away from the range of the militia, the creatures came alive.

Adam pinned the steel sword to his body, and the silver sword was stuck in the saddle groove, carrying the spear, keeping an eye out for the sounds around him.

Wild dogs have the most sharp noses, but they are not interested in this thing, and the smell of carrion is slightly less, but not much better.

The crisp cry of the bamboo shoot tip bird attracts the attention of the opposite sex.

From time to time, insects leap out of the grass and trees, sticking out eight or six hairy legs.

Adam did not have a specific goal, but judged a certain direction based on the militia introduction and recollection.

[Alarm the main owner and start fleeing.] 】

"Phew!"

A loud eagle chirped from the depths.

Adam was a little relieved, and this little half of the night was not in vain.

He could already see the end of the trail, speeding up slightly, and the war horse seemed to feel something, and was also frightened by the monster behind him, and the hooves were very diligent.

Men and horses jumped out of the forest and into the moonlight.

The scenery around him suddenly changed, from the flying tree trunk to the undulating gentle slope, and there seemed to be the sound of water in the distance.

Adam tilted his head to look back: huge wings grazing the canopy of the trees, rising up in the night sky, the shadows of the ground increasing and looming, and finally enveloping himself.

【Royal Griffin (Female)】

[Wild, Fury]

"Whew, you have to work harder."

He patted the horse's neck, bowed down, and clamped his legs to exert force, turning into an inky streamer of smoke and dust on the plain.

The griffon roared behind it, its huge wings flailing like a tighter sound, and with it, the shadow moved forward a few points further.

Adam caught a glimpse of the shadow shrinking rapidly, and the alarm bell rang in his heart, and he moved to the side to dodge.

[Riding: 165]

The trip to Taigangda, the growth of half a month, is finally a breakthrough.

The huge monster smashed to the ground like ammunition thrown by a catapult.

Adam didn't look back to know that those claws and a sharp dive were definitely more powerful than any ammunition.

The end of the wing just swept over your back, and it felt like a fan made of iron over your head.

The spear and the rhama had already stumbled off, and they didn't know where they fell on the side of the road.

The pursuit was briefly halted, and the griffon took off again on tiptoe from the ground, more angry than before, and roared much more quickly and sharply.

Now, the horse has managed to attract its anger and desire for challenge.

Adam becomes a decoy and flees across the moonlit land.