The sound of the old wheels spinning, the brisk clicking of the hooves of the rodents on the gravel floor, and the occasional birdsong harmonize with the green environment of the spring in the forest, giving people a lullaby-like feeling of sleepiness.

Alyssa and Theo naturally responded to this feeling. Like squirrels hiding in tree hollows to keep each other warm in winter, their small bodies unconsciously curled up together, making a peaceful and even breathing sound, and they seemed to sleep soundly.

Sivi sat bored in the back of the cart, enjoying the rustle of the leaves rubbing against each other in the breeze and the breeze full of the fragrance of grass, the sun shining through the sparse canopy, scattering dots of light, shining on the body lukewarm, warm and comfortable.

Although the effect of meditation now may be very good, but no matter what, this side is also the edge of the forest, in order to prevent various emergencies, Xiwei is not to mention meditation, even bathing in the air of the woods full of negative ions like two little Lori, and sleeping sweetly is just a luxury.

After a night's rest in a small town, according to old John, it was only through the woods that it should be possible to reach Horadur today.

"But it really doesn't matter, there should be some monsters inhabited in this woods, right?" The bored Sivi yawned and glanced around, but found nothing unusual.

"Sir, you don't know anything. This is actually the safest time of year on the road at this time of year. Old John seemed to be bored because there was no one to talk to, and when he heard Sivi ask, he immediately began to explain it to him in detail.

When spring arrives, monsters that have been hungry for a winter come out to hunt, and that is one of the most dangerous times.

"However, it was also possible to hunt some large game that was rare for several years during that period, so many hunters who had faith in themselves would aim to enter the forest at that time."

And now it's the end of spring, as long as the spring harvest is over, you will soon be able to enter the hot summer. At this time, almost all the monsters have satisfied their appetites, as the saying goes, they are full of warm thoughts. Naturally, the well-fed and well-fed beasts are no exception, and they have begun to estrus one after another, preparing for the reproduction of the next generation.

"At this time, as long as you don't provoke those monsters, you'll hardly be fine." Old John swore by it.

As an experienced tumbleweed, John Sr. is confident in his experience...... It wasn't until Sivi that they came across a caravan that had been wiped out.

The caravan's cart was still in the middle of the road, and the cargo boxes on it were scattered all over the ground, and there were also a lot of blood stains scattered around the cart, staining the dirt made of fallen leaves and various humus red, and it seemed that it had been a very fierce battle.

From the traces left on some of the softer soil, which were extremely familiar to Sivi, it was a wolf who attacked the caravan, but unfortunately he was not an animal tamer after all, and could not tell whether it was a toothed wolf or a dire wolf.

There was not a single corpse on the battlefield, and it seemed that after the battle, the corpses of both humans and wild wolves were taken away by the wolves and used as rations.

After surveying the battlefield, Sivi glanced at the dumbfounded old John.

Every time this old man swears or says something, it often happens in reality that is the opposite of what he says...... Could it be that this is the legendary hidden attribute Lucky E?

Old John, who had finally come to his senses, trembled over to a box and carefully opened it. A lot of black grains the size of rice grains rolled out of it. The old man picked up a handful, put it under his nose and sniffed it, and then said in surprise: "Old, sir, this caravan is carrying spices!" ”…,

"Oh? It's actually spices. ”

Hearing this, Xiwei raised his eyebrows, and also opened several other boxes with interest, which were indeed full of various spices.

The spices of this world are not as expensive as gold in the medieval West, but they are definitely not cheap. At least Sivi has traveled so far, and he has never eaten more than one hand with spices in it.

Although Sivi has little interest in comparing the price to gold or anything, it is also good to be able to give his mouth a little more flavor when he is about to fade out.

So he closed the box and brushed the largest one in one hand, intending to put it into his bronze storage box—the twenty compartments of the storage box had not yet been filled, and there were not so many boxes.

However, for some reason, the power of the storage box did not work, and the box remained under his hands untouched.

"Strange ......" Sivi frowned, ignoring Old John's nervous look as if he thought he, the mage, had discovered some shocking secret, and circled around the box, and then reluctantly tried again, but failed.

Sivi then unleashed his ability on another chest, which was only a little smaller than this one, and this time easily packed that box into storage.

Later, Sivi tried a few more boxes of spices, but they all fit in the storage box.

It doesn't seem to be a problem with the bronze storage box.

So Sivi carefully looked at the chest-high box of spices that he couldn't fit into the storage box, and this time he finally saw the name.

He knocked on the bottom half of the box, and the box that was supposed to be filled with spices made a muffled 'thump' sound, clearly indicating that there was a hole in it.

Old John looked at the big box in amazement, if it hadn't been for Sivi finding it, he wouldn't have seen that the inside of this thing was actually empty, even if it had just been opened, it was full of spices......

Although this thing must have a mechanism or something, Xiwei didn't bother to look for that kind of thing, so he simply activated the mage's hand to 'click' the wooden wall on the side of the box, and it was forced to break it off!

Immediately afterward, he and old John saw a fat, short body roll out of the box along with a lot of spices.

The body ignored the tears that were stimulated by the spices—or even if there was no spice stimulation, this guy would have been scared to tears—he fell to the ground trembling, and kept saying in a non-standard Humen (Terran lingua franca): "I'm sorry, please spare me!" Please spare my life! ”

No wonder it doesn't fit in the storage compartment. Sivi looked at the body that was shaking at an extremely fast frequency with all his fat flesh, and knew in his heart: naturally there was not a single goblin in the bronze storage box that could not store living things......

Uh, wait.

"Goblins?!"