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The dwarven musketeers in the back seemed to be a little absent-minded, and they had been discussing what to do after the shift, "Jos, I heard that a few barrels of freshly brewed ale were brought by the goblin airship yesterday, will you go for a drink?" ”

"Roar~ Chev, you know, I still have something to do?" "What else can you do? Looking for your? "Chef, you have the ability to call her that in front of her, and see if she doesn't throw you down from the second floor." The dwarf, who was called Chef, trembled visibly when he heard this.

Chev then wanted to change the subject, so he asked the other two dwarves, "What do you two say about Bobbi and Mas?" ”

"Of course, we'll definitely go back for a drink. Jos, are you really not going? Joss immediately shook his head in response, flicking his tied mustache.

Maas laughed a few times, "Haha, I treat you to a glass of spirits, Jos, are you going?" "Spirits?" Jos was doing his final inner struggle.

The two people in front of them were obviously a little impatient to listen, "Dwarves, be quiet!" "Daniel, there's no need to quarrel over this." It was the man who spoke at first, his clothes were a brown coat, and he also held a staff in his hand, which was much smaller than the old man on the white horse.

After the dwarves were reprimanded, there was no quarrel. Chev shrugged his shoulders and began to speak quietly.

"Well, leave them alone. Weiss, do you know about tomorrow's mission? Daniel glanced at the dwarves, shook his head at them, and asked the woman floating next to him.

"Of course, how could this matter be forgotten. By the way, where did John go? "Maybe John is their friend or something, and Weiss hasn't seen John for a day today.

"He, do you remember the big guy who was brought back by Nicholas ** yesterday afternoon?" "The ogre leader? That guy stinks! "That guy was persuaded by the resurrection rune and is now under the control of our side. Because someone also said that this guy stinks, so John is now in charge of cleaning it, as well as feeding it. ”

Weiss made an unbearable expression, "Huh~ Is this true?" That John was miserable. "Who's to say it isn't? At the end of the day, I'm going to go back and meditate for a while, hoping that John won't come back with a stinking body. Dennis smiled and made a face fanning his hand.

Provoked Weiss to laugh as well, and began to tremble as she connected to one of the two clumps of fat.

'Ogre Leader? It's the boss that's missing next to the goblin lab, and it sounds like it's owned by the humans now. Also, do they have an important task tomorrow? I don't know what time it is, I don't know where to go, otherwise it's an important clue. The patrol was getting farther and farther away, and Chu Que could no longer hear their conversation.

Since no one is around now, it's time to move on and scout a wider area.

'The watchtower over there must be guarded, otherwise what's the use of making these things.' And what is that? It looks similar to the watchtower, but what is the light ball on it for, it is better not to get close. Sneak out of the woods, hiding in the shadow of the buildings.

The light ball tower that Chu Que saw was located about fifty meters in front of him, and the location over there was excellent, and he could see the entrances on both sides, so how he should enter it was a difficult task.

'Is it okay to go this way?' But it's a bit far... Chu Que looked around and found that it was safest to go through another forest, but from his current position to the woods, there was a distance of nearly four or five hundred meters, and if the patrol came at this time, he would have no place to hide.

I don't know how many patrols are on patrol, but if we knew how many, once in a few minutes, it would be much easier.

Originally, Chu Que had already prepared to pass, but just in time, he saw the third patrol approaching here from afar.

The two men in the lead are both male, and they are dressed differently than the soldiers here. If this musket is powerful enough, I can exchange it for one. But if it doesn't work, it becomes 2v1. 'The moon well water has a powerful restorative effect, and Chu Que does not believe that the human camp that has also become a race will have no means of healing.

And this dwarven musket must have been invented by the dwarves, and they must have been very experienced with this kind of wound.

Now if you want to deal with the enemy, you have to hit the head and kill with a headshot. Not to mention whether this musket Chu Que will use it, with other weapons, he can only aim at a fixed target at a distance of about 20 meters, and he has 100% shooting ability.

In the end, it was decided to give up the attack, and this time focus on reconnaissance. Next to the thatched house, there are some empty wooden barrels, and now Chu Que is just holding this empty wooden barrel as a cover, as long as no one comes, no one will be able to find out his whereabouts.

The two players were holding the same standard weapons of the infantry they had seen earlier, iron swords and iron shields, and the only thing that stood out was that they also carried two dwarven muskets on their backs.

The two didn't talk much in front of them, and it could be seen from their faces that they were a little tired and not in good spirits.

But it is precisely in this way that I am more alert to the movement around me. Chu Que didn't dare to move, so he could only wait for them to pass.

Slowly moving away, I finally breathed a sigh of relief and walked out from behind the barrel. As a result, he felt a cold aura in his neck, and the sharp blade could cut his throat with a slight stroke.

Cold sweat gradually oozed from Chu Que's forehead, and he subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but the rolling Adam's apple touched the blade, making him feel a little uncomfortable, but he didn't dare to move. I don't know what this person is going to do, so I keep this position.

"Who are you?" When he spoke, he didn't dare to push too hard, and these three words were completely like squeezing out of his teeth.

Hearing Chu Que's question, the man opened his mouth to speak, and to Chu Que's surprise, this voice turned out to be a woman's voice, and it didn't sound very old, "Why do you have the breath of an elf on your body!" ”

"Elves? Can you put the knife down first? Hearing such a rhetorical question, Chu Que rolled her eyes and understood that she must be a member of the elves' side.

He only felt that the blade on his neck was slightly three or four centimeters away from his neck, but it could still take his life at any time.