Several goblins sat in a circle next to a broken iron cauldron that they had picked up somewhere.

The magic flame unleashed by the goblin caster burned brightly under the pot, and it looked like it had been burning for a long time, and a human hand was in the pot outside, and the dirty soup had already begun to gurgle.

The goblins salivated over what was boiling in the pot, and they all fidgeted a little.

There are no humans in the new green grassland, and the only subhuman race is the centaur, so you can imagine what is boiling in that cauldron.

Not far from this small group of goblins, a few centaurs suppressed the anger in their hearts and quietly bypassed.

They have a much more important task than teaching goblins.

And unlike the usual loose and cowardly goblin group, these goblins, under the leadership of the Goblin King, are not only fearless to death, but also shout and call out to their companions when attacked. If the goblin community in the surrounding area is alarmed, they themselves will be in danger and may eventually become part of the pot.

Strangely, as centaurs, they are far taller than the grass, and they are very eye-catching at a glance, but none of the goblins have spotted them.

'Illusion Coating', this is something that Sivi found after rummaging through the achievement shop for a long time, the effect is similar to the invisibility cloak in Harry Ter, except that the expression is paint, and there is a time limit.

Although you must be careful to make a sound when you move, and you can't move too fast, it has the inherent property of 'aura blocking LV2'. Therefore, it can cover the smell very well, and even the smell on the centaur can be shielded together.

While this isn't much of a useful thing for creatures with special detection methods or monsters with a strong sense of danger, it's enough to use goblins as an opponent.

Of course, the biggest advantage is that it's cheaper than a real cloak or something like that......

As a death squad, the centaurs' only mission is to go deep into the depths of the goblin colony and find the location of the Goblin King. It's best if they're able to bring the information back on their own, and if it's discovered. Even if you fall. The location must also be communicated to Sivi by the teleportation beetle.

Moving his gaze from the goblin colony to the distance, in the depths of the goblin sea, the eyes of several centaurs revealed a gritty light.

——Temporary gathering place of the Iron Hoof Tribe——

"I'm sorry to bother you at this time." Bruno. Iron Hoof led Sivi to a tent.

Interestingly. Centaurs of this era still used tents made of reinforced linen. And after the modern era. Instead, it turned into a rudimentary straw hut, which made Sivi guess with a little malice that these tents were actually sent by humans, and when they all rotted. These handicraft techniques are so bad that the centaurs can only return to nature and environmental protection......

"You mean, that little guy ......"

"It's Nieman, Nieman. War. Bruno interrupted Syvi's words and corrected with a serious expression.

"Alright, Nieman. War. Xiwei casually said perfunctorily: "What is the matter with him looking for me?" ”

And such a thing can actually make the chief of this tribe make a special trip, what is the identity of that guy......

"I don't know either, he didn't tell me the details."

When he reached the entrance of the stable, Bruno stopped, pouted his hooves lightly, and made a snort like that of a horse.

This action is akin to knocking on the door, and it is also a reminder to the people inside that they have arrived: "Then I'll send you here." ”

"Aren't you going in?"

Sivi blinked, looked at the centaur standing at the mouth of the tent, and asked with some confusion.

"No, Niemann doesn't seem to want anyone to sit in." Bruno shook his head and lifted the curtain: "Please come in." ”

Looking at the tent, which looked a little black compared to the outside, Xiwei's head involuntarily popped up with something like "800 sword and axe men are ambushed around, and the cup is broken" or something......

Throwing the thoughts aside, Sivi pinched the cards in his pocket and stepped into the tent.

When his eyes adjusted to the darkness of the tent, Sivi could see what was inside.

The horse was named Nieman. The war-torn centaur boy was lying on the ground with his lower body like a horse, but his human-like waist was straight, and he was staring at Sivi with a serious face.

"That's right......"

Suddenly, he stared at Sivi with bright eyes, and said in an extremely excited tone, "It's been a long time, Mr. Edric! I thought it was you when I heard their descriptions! ”

What......

Sivi was blindsided by the other party's sudden words.

"That...... You are? In the end, he could only euphemistically say that he didn't seem to know the other party.

"I'm sorry, I'm a little too excited to see you."

Niemann struggled to restrain his euphoria.

As a magician who is extremely sensitive to mental fluctuations, Xiwei can clearly feel that the other party's uncontrollable happiness is completely from the heart, and there is no false ingredient.

"My name is Nieman. War. The centaur boy said excitedly, "Of course, you may not have heard the name. But it doesn't matter, because I also know that my name is not well-known, even in the Centaur clan, and the Ironhoof tribe is a little better. You may not know it, but I'm from the Aracsian Mountains, and you can see that my mane is a bright red, which is characteristic of mountain centaurs, unlike centaurs here, and not only that, but we mountain centaurs also have manes on their hooves, and they are ......."

At first, Sivi listened patiently to the other party's rambling about the physical characteristics of the mountain centaur and the maintenance of his mane, but after finding that the other party had been talking for half an hour, he still did not want to stop, and he gradually lost his patience.

So he simply interrupted the other party at some point and turned to the topic of grinding hooves with stones: "Can you just talk about the point?" ”

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'll forget about it as soon as I talk about it." The serious-looking teenager scratched his head a little embarrassedly, and then said again: "You should know my father, his name is Ares. War, is the hero of the centaur clan. ”

No, I still don't know ...... Sivi complained silently in his heart.

After a pause, the centaur boy continued: "That's right, it's the same centaur warrior who once fought with you in the final war, the Battle of Taliecid!" (To be continued......)