Chapter 46: Aftermath (3)

It is said that there are two choices, but now that the sun god has fallen, at this time, the priests of the various gods and the sun god probably do not have the leisure and mood to deal with such a trivial matter, so only the lord of this territory will send people to deal with this matter because it concerns his own territory.

"By the way, Captain Rutaver, can you find someone to help me collect these ghoul claws? I can give the price of one silver coin per pair of ghoul claws. "Garriman didn't have any money with him, but he could get it with the props he made when he got to Flo City, so the price was much higher.

"No problem, there's only a rough ...... Twenty ghoul corpses, we'll be careful to chop off these claws for you when we collect ghoul heads. Rutav replied briskly that this little thing could earn twenty silver coins, which was a very high price, and he didn't ask for more.

At this time, the goblin merchant on the side asked curiously, "Is there something that Master Mage is trying to make by collecting ghouls' claws?" Are you still an alchemist? ”

"Mages generally have some part-time production-type professions to earn enough money for themselves to study spells, so as a general mage, I am an alchemist part-time." Garriman seemed to remember something, "By the way, Vivier, did you have herbs and slime gum in the goods you transported this time?" Maybe I can make something to help us get to the safety of Flo as soon as possible. ”

The goblin merchant thought for a moment, and said helplessly: "Well, since the destination this time is Flo City, which is close to the Heavenly Trench Snow Mountain Range and the Old Wolf Forest. ”

He pointed in the direction to the north and continued: "This side of Flo City is rich in all kinds of herbs and animal skins, and the prices of these things are relatively low in Flo City, so the things in my cart are all iron tools and cloth that Flo City is relatively lacking, and the extra weapons on the car are still prepared by Rutav and their real man adventure group. ”

"Alright then, I won't disturb your work, I'll go back to the carriage first, and you can find me there if anything." Garriman is also helpless, and without materials, he can't help but follow the props.

The other two did not object to Garriman's suspected laziness, after all, mages are a profession that enjoys the privilege of not having to keep vigil, and this kind of cleaning up the battlefield is not handled by mages, except in special circumstances.

Garriman returned to the carriage and lay down and began to meditate, now that his mana is completely empty, it is better to quickly meditate and recover mana, otherwise this empty blue mage can not bear to look at it unless he can dance his two-handed staff like Gandalf.

The caravan continued to repair at this fork in the road for a while, and Rutav cleaned up the battlefield with two long-range archer adventurers who were not injured, and hung the heads of ghouls with ropes and hung them on the back of the wagon, and the claws were wrapped and hung on the back wagon, for these adventurers who were confronting the undead creatures for the first time, they still didn't know if the materials left behind after the ghouls died would have any strange curses, and it was better to stay away.

Because Garriman asked the goblin merchant to sacrifice four pulled colts, and let the four ponies rush to the forest to attract the fire of the ghouls, now life and death are unknown, anyway, no one in the caravan dared to rashly enter the forest to look for if there were any ponies alive, and the sound made during the previous battle with the ghouls basically overshadowed the other sounds, Rutav said that he vaguely heard the screams of those horses, and it is unknown whether it was true or false goblin merchants.

Still, based on their long-standing relationship — the Vivier Chamber of Commerce and the Real Man Adventure Group have a long-distance escort hire partnership every year — the Fat Goblin Merchant is willing to take Rutaugh's word for it.

After cleaning up the battlefield and carrying the wounded who were unable to walk into the wagon, the caravan did not intend to stay in this place filled with the smell of ghoul-rancid blood.

Now there are still two horses left to pull the wagon, two horses to pull the carriage, and three war horses used by the three leaders of the real man adventure group, after everyone discussed, the horses in each car were redistributed, and the carriage was reduced by one horse, and the three leaders also lent their war horses to pull the wagons with the wounded of their own adventure group, and the rest of the people walked, speeding up and rushing to the next place not far away, in this case, the speed of the caravan was at least eighty percent of the usual constant speed, so that the speed would not drop directly to turtle speed after losing the four horses pulling the cart, Otherwise, these adventurers and merchants who have just passed through the battle of undead creatures can only continue to walk slowly and leisurely on the dangerous road with their combat power reduced.

They walked south along the road, which had taken only half a day and six hours to walk for ten hours to reach the outer defenses of Flo, a crude wall enclosed by a wooden fence that barely served to keep the beasts out.

On the outskirts of Flo is a field that has been carved out of the city, and at this time it is covered with snow and only the undulating ridges can be seen. Between the fields are dotted with farmer's houses.

Beyond this circle of fields are small villages inhabited by patrolmen and farmers, each with a wall between them forming a rudimentary line of defense against wild beasts from breaking into and destroying the farmland.

The caravan group saw the light of the flames and the wooden fence wall from a distance, and they couldn't help but cheer up one by one, and their tired bodies also poured out a surge of strength, and the caravan suddenly accelerated and walked forward.

When they approached, they noticed that there was a group of people outside the wooden fence holding torches and did not know what they were doing, and when they saw the caravan approaching, many of them shouted and drew their weapons.

The caravan came to a halt at a distance, and Garriman dismounted from the carriage and walked up with the goblin merchant and Rutaf.

Along the way, the three of them did not carry torches, taking advantage of the dim light, Garriman blessed all three of them with a mage armor, and then released a ball of light made by the light spell floating above their heads, and walked in front of these people with the beam of light that was down.

As far as the pure employment relationship is concerned, Galiman's status is the highest among the three of them, and on the way here, the three of them have already discussed, and the negotiation will be presided over by Galiman, so Gariman took the lead and said: "Everyone, we are a caravan from other places, a caravan going to Flo City to trade, hoping to enter it through the pass." ”

Pointing in the direction of Flo City, Garriman took out the money bag sponsored by the Vivier Goblins with his other hand and shook it in front of them.