"Cut, it's really not fun!" The barbarian berserker cleaned the blood from his axe and returned to the ranks, and the caravan continued to depart.

The blood girl Mira was still exploring the way in front of the stalker, sitting on the bumpy wagon, Noron was not convenient to meditate, so he was bored to watch a few merchants play cards, the barbarian picked up the wine jug on his waist from time to time to take two sips, and the two bear monsters followed the carriage quietly, their weight was really a little difficult for the truck.

As night fell, Miss Mila the Stalker, who had sprinkled a circle of repellent powder on the makeshift camp, disappeared again, and the merchants slept in the wagon, while the men had to take a sackcloth and lay down on the campfire. Other professions, including Noron, slept by another campfire, and were kept vigil by men who were ordinary people.

Firelight can indeed ward off cold and beasts, but in the wild, where monsters are frequent, firelight is a very good target. So several professionals are in a state of light sleep, even the snoring barbarians are no exception.

The night passed, nothing happened last night, and the guys packed their bags and continued towards the Akara Mountains.

Of course, the journey was boring, as an ordinary carriage with only shock absorbers, it was not as comfortable as the high-speed rail bus in Nolon's previous life, which couldn't help but make Nolong miss the high-end carriage he drove in Karon City.

But fortunately, Noron was in the first truck with the idle old man Deagan. Along the way, Deegan was also happy to build a good relationship with the young human mage, telling Noron about his experiences in his youth and the experiences of some old people, so that the journey was not too boring.

The barbarian lay in the last car, the heavy axe by his side, holding a book and watching carefully. Occasionally, he picked up the flask and shook it slightly, only to find that the jug was running out of stock. So he just opened the cork and smelled it, reluctantly tied the flask back to his waist, and continued to look at the book in his hand.

The Bear Monster brothers strode behind the convoy, their size of nearly three meters made it easy for them to keep up with the convoy, and the two brothers chatted in a peculiar Bear language, bursting out of laughter from time to time.

Miss Stalker silently explored the path ahead, although there were few monsters on this road that was not uncommon with people, but how many gnolls did you encounter a few days ago? Mira was also occasionally able to see some special herbs, which she gently cut up, leaving the roots behind so that they could continue to survive and grow.

The small convoy slowly made its way down the road between Taklama and the Acala Mountains, where it encountered another caravan of the same way, and after five days of joint advance, the caravan that didn't look quite right turned around and headed for the nearby town of Maika.

"Uncle Deagan, something doesn't seem right with this caravan?" During the few days he spent walking with the caravan, Noron could see that the barbarians, the Bear Brothers, and a few merchants were all on the lookout for them, and Miss Mira, who had been able to speak a few words, turned a little colder.

"Caravans? Hehe," looking at the distant 'peers', Mr. Diegan snorted at them fiercely, and said with disdain: "They are not a serious caravan, this is a group of the most despised slave traders in our Utopia Alliance, although these people often say that those slaves are some prisoners and volunteers who can't survive, but who in the Utopia Alliance doesn't know that many small villages have been attacked by 'monsters', these people have done it!" ”

The barbarian also took out his flask and gulped down the little stock that was left, and the Bear Monster brothers lost their usual laughter, and stared at the shadow of the caravan with cold eyes.

Seeing their reactions, Deegan shook his head, turned back and took a bottle of ale and a small jug of honey from the carriage and handed them to the Barbarian and Bear Monster brothers.

Originally, the barbarian was about to excuse himself, but after the old blood clan said a few words, the barbarian smiled embarrassedly and took the bottle of ale, while the bear monsters took out something like a talisman and insisted on exchanging it for honey with the old man.

Bear Charm LV1: A wooden claw-shaped talisman made by a druid bear monster with a hint of nature, which can nourish the body of ordinary people, but has little effect on professionals.

(This is friendship from the Bear Monster)

"Oops, hey, I'm sorry for them." With a smile on his face, the old blood clan took the amulet and returned to the first carriage, explaining to the puzzled Noron: "The barbarian and bear monsters' villages are often infested by slave traders, and if they hadn't been on this mission this time, they would have been dragged down by the old man and me, and they would have been angry and would have fought with these slave traders." ”

After this episode, the caravan moved on, and during the course of more than ten days, the unexpected happened, and one night, the caravan was besieged by a group of LV7 upper and lower timberwolves. Fortunately, they formed a defensive line with carriages, and Noron's two earth elementals and two ice spirits blocked the gap, so that no one died. The Barbarian and the Bear Brother suffered some minor injuries, but were already scarred within a day under the healing of the druid's spell.

"Soon, soon, in three days, we will be able to reach the realm of the Lilliputians." The old blood clan of Diegan said half happily and half sadly: "It's a pity, this road is really difficult to walk, the wear and tear of the carriage, plus the employment fees of the professionals, I am afraid that this trade route will not make much money, no wonder there is very little commercial exchange between the Lilliputians and the Taklama." ”

"Then what about in the future, is the old man going to sell his guy and go back to retire?" Noron laughed.

"Who said that?" The old man who was not convinced of the old man pretended to be angry and said: "Although I can't make much money on this trip, I don't lose anything!" Old man, I have a bony body, and I can work for a few more years! ”

After talking nonsense with the old man for a while, suddenly, three arrows sounded in the distance, and the carriage immediately stopped advancing, and the professionals, including Noron, jumped out of the car with serious expressions.

The three arrows are Mira's emergency code, indicating that they are very powerful and may bring the caravan close to the enemy who has been annihilated. After a while, Mira, the Blood Stalker with blood on her mouth and her mask gone, appeared in front of Noron with her arms crossed.

"It's a mountain dragon!" In the face of the people who hurriedly stepped forward, Miss Mira just spit out a sentence, and the whole person passed out, and everyone present was shocked.

Mountain terrain dragon, LV25 monster, has a lot of intelligence, but because of the tyrannical mood, it is classified as a monster rather than a monster. For several professionals present, it is really an incapable object.

But at this time, the barbarian and the bear monster brothers did not flee, but stood at the forefront of the caravan. The barbarian turned around and solemnly said to the ordinary people behind him: "Throw away the carriage and use the horse as the target to attract the earth dragon, you can quickly escape with Mira, we will buy time for you!" ”

PS: It's cold, and the author is prone to colds, so I'm starting to work hard to save the manuscript today, just in case, uh-huh.