The wind blew from the direction of the birch forest, and it followed the ridges of the Nogo Mountains, through the crisscrossed hills and ravines, with a freshness and tranquility peculiar to the mountain forest, and he stood in a daze as the air poured into Gross's chest.

His juvenile dementia flares up again.

An extremely important question is in front of him: is Lao Tzu a native of this world, or a player?

The core premise of the world of Elouson and the rules of the player seem to be in effect at the same time as him - although the previous life of "Discord" claimed to be a holographic simulation game, some real-life content was deliberately skipped and restricted, such as the one strictly forbidden by the relevant cultural authorities.

So, how do you understand this question?

The details of that game in his previous life were turned over from his memory one by one, and these things were messy and trivial—there was the ignorance when he entered the game world once, the apprehension when he first played the dungeon, the surprise of getting [Excellence] equipment when the craftsman made it, and the spirit of galloping undefeated in the battlefield......

"Mr. Gross?"

The girl stood in front of her and took out a silk white handkerchief from her pocket, "Wipe your nose." ”

"Oh, good."

Miss Lady's Radia's crisp voice pulled him back from his thoughts, and he took the handkerchief in front of him, which still had a faint fragrance, and he wrapped his nose, but then he seemed to think of something—Gross didn't use the handkerchief, and as a string of viscous liquid drew an unpleasant parabola in midair, he walked to the stone wall, and then reached out and wiped it.

The sun is a little harsh.

At the edge of the zigzag battlements at the top of the wall, the light refracted a white sheen on the surface of the flat stone bricks—"What time is it?" ”

Gross asked, turning his head.

In the castle there was a sundial for daily timekeeping, which was placed at the gate of the inner castle - Oliver of the bandit group happened to be standing next to it, he glanced at it, and told the bandit leader an approximate time.

This time is not very accurate.

This simple sundial, made of wooden poles and stone plates, was not very accurate—in fact, many parts of the kingdom relied on such crude tools, except for the bell towers built in densely populated towns. Of course, there are table clocks and pocket watches made by Malvey watchmakers or goblins in this world, but the price of those things is so high that most of the common people often have less than a fraction of the list price.

It's time to leave.

The members of the wolf bandits had nothing to carry with them, and soon a group of people arrived at the stables, which were a row of small houses built against the walls of the inner fort, and the trough in front of them contained large bales of fresh hay, which were the daily fodder for the horses. However, the three tall and strong horses of the West were treated with special privilege, and at the behest of the bandit leader Gross, the servants of the castle opened a small stove for the animals: some dried beans and wheat bran.

A good war horse also needs careful care, and Gross understands that. Seeing him coming, the old dwarf horse that had previously belonged to him had a thin layer of moisture in his eyes, and seemed to know his fate—and as expected, after pulling the three Westside horses out of the stable, Gross turned over and rode on the horse with pure black coat.

The other two horses were divided between Oliver and Scott.

"Miss Crane, do you know how to ride a horse?"

Seeing Radia right next to him, Gross asked—the two sides had agreed on certain matters, and from this moment on, Miss Mage had joined the Wolf Bandits as a full-fledged member. As a bandit in the wilderness, horseback riding is only a necessary basic skill, which is different from the [horsemanship] that regular knights need to master.

Radia nodded, which couldn't help but disappoint the bandit leader—just now, he was still looking forward to the two of them riding together, soft and fragrant.

After a night's rest, and bidding farewell to the castle's guards and servants, the wolf bandits left the castle.

Their destination is the town of Silver Leaf.

Walk downstream along the Larue River, where the castle is adjoined, through a hill full of birch forests and broad-leaved shrubs, and a hundred miles to the east of the Nogo Mountains, lies a bustling town where the commercial artery of the Elantra kingdom passes. Starting from Boomer in Lazis, south of Nogo, walk north along a wide trade road and cross the Somado Stone Bridge that connects the two banks of the Laru River to the location of the small town of Silverleaf. It was a hub to the Northlands, where merchants from all over the kingdom gathered, diverted, and shipped goods to the towns of the Northlands.

In Discord, Silver Leaf Town was one of the strongholds for players in the early game. Although its name bears the word "small town", its true size and population are not much larger than those of the average small city - the development of commerce has allowed the place to have all kinds of goods, and any supplies and other things needed for wild adventures can be easily replenished or purchased.

Once inaugurated, the character can use equipment based on their class, such as the Warrior's Heavy Armor and Shield, the Assassin's Leather Armor and Dagger, the Ranger Class's Trap Clip, and the Mage's Magic Gems. While these things can be used by civilians who are not yet employed, they do not have access to the effects of the Class Specialization.

And Gross and his group of wolf bandits went to Silver Leaf Town for exactly this purpose - after a simple dungeon team was formed, he quickly came up with a role allocation plan that suited the current situation, and in the previous game, he had read a post on the player forum: it recorded the cost-effective equipment matching routes of each class in the early game.

The content of that post is still etched in his heart today.

For no other reason, in the period shortly after the game was launched, players were strapped for money, and they were eager to break a sol in half. So, good steel has to be spent on the cutting edge. However, compared to the experience in the game in his previous life, the bandit leader now has a lot more money on his hands - he has dozens of raels in his money bag, and in addition to that, his companions' backpacks are also heavy. The bandits of the Northland come and go like the wind, and they are always accustomed to carrying the little belongings they have with them.

According to Gross's explanation, Levin has counted the Rael they have, and there are nearly two hundred!

Sure enough, the one who is doing the right thing is not as good as the one who is out of the way, the ancients said that "the gold belt of murder and arson", it is really honest not to deceive me - Gross rode on the tall western warhorse, he squinted his eyes, and couldn't help but compare it with the bitter memories of the past.