"Quick! The druids who captured Aisha have only been out of the village for a short time, and we should be able to catch up with all our might! At the age of fifteen, Roger was at the forefront, and the various plants in front of him were slowly moving to make way for him to run through the dense forest.

Although there was a thick layer of mud under his feet, Roger's forward speed was not affected in the slightest, and behind Roger, a group of friends around fourteen years old followed him closely.

"Big brother! Are you sure Elsa was really taken by those weird guys? Garon, who was the strongest, asked with some confusion, "What are they doing with Aisha when they have nothing to do?" ”

"I know where to go, but it's definitely not going to be a good thing." Roger shook his head with a wry smile, and then lifted a red headband on his left hand, "This Elsa's headband was found by the fireball under the big tree at the entrance of the village to the north. I've asked the nearby ranger uncles, and the only ones who left from there at noon today were the druids from the Longhorn Tribe. ”

The fireball flicked its tail as if it were a success, and Roger stroked its little head, allowing it to continue to lie quietly on his shoulder.

"Now, why don't we ask the Great Elder for help? It's a lot more reliable than chasing it ourselves, right? Anne asked, puzzled.

"Great Elder, he went to the Elven King City two days ago. And the third elder was immersed in researching the new potion, and he couldn't ask for help no matter how big it was. Roger smiled wryly and shook his head, "If we need help, we'll only be able to ask for help from the Ranger Force right now." But we don't have any evidence that the druids captured Elsa, so the rangers should be investigating in the village first. And when they're done, God knows if Aisha is still alive. Saving people is like fighting fire, this is a hundred thousand urgent things. What we're lacking most now is time. ”

"Big brother! Look there! Hawke, who was running in the middle, slammed past Garon and pointed to a branch not far away at Roger. Roger looked up and saw a wooden bracelet hanging from the branch.

Roger sped up sharply, and the fireball lying on his shoulder jumped high. After looking down and picking up the bracelet as he crossed the branch, the fireball did a front flip and landed firmly on Roger's shoulder.

Remove the bracelet from the fireball's mouth. Stuffing a small fruit into the fireball as a reward, Roger quickly checked the bracelet, and his face sank.

Throwing the bracelet to Anne in the back, Roger said in a deep voice, "It's Elsa's bracelet, there are still some fresh blood stains left on it." Annie, can you smell Elsa by the smell? ”

"I'm a fox guy! Not kobolds! Anne, who had already revealed the fox's ears and tail, whispered in protest, and then sniffed the bracelet carefully. No, the smell of blood is too faint and has been masked by other smells. ”

"It's useless! I'll give it a try! Garon yelled. Then he wanted to snatch the bracelet from Anne's hand. For some reason, Garon and Anne have not had a good relationship.

"I'm not done yet, stupid big man!" Anne gave Garon a blank look: "I don't smell blood, but I can smell some strange stench left on it, which must have been left by those weird druids." The smell is very special, and the traces left in the air are quite obvious. ”

"Okay, you lead the way!" Roger nodded, and then planned to let Anne run ahead.

"How's that going to work! I'm the slowest of them all. This will affect the speed at which we move forward. Anne shook her head.

Roger couldn't help frowning, and then shouted at Mom, "Mom." Throw Annie over. ”

Without saying a word, Mom grabbed Anne who was lying on her back, and then threw Anne forward with all her might.

"Hey, hey, hey! What are you going to do, it hurts! Anne clutched her head tightly in her hands to protect her face, and her body swept through the air was scraped several times by the dense branches around her.

Catching Anne accurately, Roger carried her on his back, and then asked in a deep voice: "I'll run with you on my back!" Tell me now. Are they leaving in this direction? ”

The tearful Anne pouted and hated Roger's shoulder, and then honestly tilted her head and sniffed: "That's right, it's in this direction, it's this strange smell that masks the other smells." ”

"Excellent! Hurry up and try to catch up with those guys before it gets dark! The forest after dark is dangerous. Roger nodded heavily. Then the speed increased again.

Although the friends behind Roger were already a little tired, they all gritted their teeth and quickened their pace.

It's a pity that Roger and the others are a little younger after all, and their physical fitness and other qualities are not as good as adults. Although Roger and the others had tried their best to catch up with each other, they still couldn't catch up with the druids before nightfall.

It was a moonless day, there was no moonlight, and the forest looked unusually dark at night. Although Roger and his friends are still moving forward, the speed of progress has slowed down a lot. After all, although Anne could still vaguely smell the strange stench, the various powerful magical beasts that infested at night still caused a lot of trouble to Roger and the others. In order to avoid these magical beasts, after changing directions and walking in circles several times, Anne was a little confused.

Some of the disoriented Roger and the others had to stop and go, and their speed naturally couldn't get up.

At the critical moment, the fireball made another contribution!

The fireball lying on Roger's shoulder, who was holding the jasper bamboo with the light attached, jerked his head up, and then pulled Roger's clothes. Seeing that Roger, who was full of anxiety, turned his head to look at it, the little fireball immediately jumped up the big tree on one side and flicked its tail at Roger and the others.

Roger was overjoyed: "Go!" Fireball has found out where those people are! ”

Galleon and the others, who had not been able to eat dinner, had a dry mouth, and their physical strength was close to the limit, and they immediately followed closely behind the fireball.

Roger and the others, who followed the fireballs that ran and jumped, soon discovered the camp of the eccentric druids. Although it is called a "camp", the druids have simply cleared a clearing near a small river and lit a bonfire. That bonfire should be the reason why the fireball with the power of the fire attribute was able to spot this group.

But after a quick glance around the entire camp. Roger's face suddenly became gloomy: he found that it was not only Aisha who had been captured by these strange druids, but also little Locke, who was also a Terran orphan. Now both of them were casually thrown around the campfire, and their bodies were tied up with hemp rope.

Thankfully, both should be alive and have no obvious injuries. Looks like he was just knocked unconscious. And Roger knew very well that Elsa was actually pretending to be unconscious.

And around the campfire, sitting or lying around ten druids. The druids were all men, and they were simply dressed in the fur of wild beasts, wearing simple necklaces made of teeth or claws, earrings, and other jewelry, and there was not a single metal object on their bodies.

Besides, these druids are all unkempt, and God knows how long they haven't washed. All of them look like barbarians more like half-elves!

That's right, they're all half-elf druids!

However, not to mention the elegant elves, even the Terran beggars are much cleaner than these dirty half-elf druids!

Roger couldn't help but think very strangely: Anne smelled the stench, should it be ......

What's even more disgusting is that although these druids lit a bonfire, none of them chose to make simple foods such as roast meat or boiled broth, but directly tore several spiny mice with their bare hands, and then ate them raw one by one. Blood trickled down the corners of their mouths. This makes these half-elf druids, who were originally quite handsome, look unusually hideous.

However, perhaps because they were having dinner, the half-elf druids who had let their guard down did not notice that Roger and his party were watching them from afar.

He shook his head helplessly. Roger stretched out his hand to stop Garon and the others, who were about to rush forward directly: "The number of people on the other side is much more than ours, and their strength is around level eight or nine, and the two strongest are already level ten druids." Among us, the strongest of us is only level eight, Hawke and Garon are only level seven, and Anne and Mom are only level six. Both in strength and in numbers. We are both far inferior to each other. ”

"What then?" Garon said with some puffiness, his eyesight was not as good as Roger and Hawke, and he couldn't see the scene around the campfire in the distance, but he was tired and hungry and really angry and hated those half-elf druids now.

Glancing at Garon, Roger knew of course what he was angry about, but about what he saw. Roger still wasn't going to say it. Because Hawke, who also saw the bloody scene, had a little white face, which was purely frightened.

Eating rats raw or something, for Hawke, who has always been a vegetarian, the stimulation is really a bit big. However, Hawke is also a half-elf archer who has seen bloody thieves, and he quickly stabilized his mentality.

"Let's withdraw first, and then we will discuss it when we have eaten and drunk enough." While quietly stepping back, Roger took out all kinds of food from his arms and handed them to Garon and the others.

"Big brother, where did you hide these things before? I can't see it at all. Garon looked curiously at Roger, who had taken out a large pile of food, his eyes widened, the previous anger had already been run away by him, and even the already hungry stomach could not stop his curiosity from exploding. And Anne on the side was also full of confusion.

Hawk and Mom quietly took some of the tree fruits from Roger's hand and began to eat them quietly, but looking at their eyes, they were obviously curious.

Pouting, Roger said helplessly: "I remember I said it last time, right?" It's a space item that can hold a lot of things. ”

"It's so convenient, I want one too." Garon said with envy on his face.

"Here, your favorite breadfruit with ham meat." Handing Garon an oversized breadfruit with ham meat, Roger shook his head and said, "It's expensive, I got one by chance, and God knows when I'll get another one." ”

Listening to Roger's answer, Hawke and the others immediately turned their attention to food. The preciousness of space items, they have also heard of it to a greater or lesser extent, and it is obviously not a good thing that they can hope for now.

In fact, these foods are actually stored in the system's own space bar, and Roger put a lot of things for food, clothing, housing and transportation in the space bar just in case, among which the food is prepared the most, and it really comes in handy now.

Distributing the food to his friends, Roger nibbled on breadfruit as he revisited the half-elf druids.

This time, Roger soon spotted something odd, some goat-like wood carvings. Under the light of the campfire, these strange wood carvings placed by the half-elf druids seemed to faintly exude some strange black gas, which made Roger's heart a little uneasy.

Quickly filling his stomach, Roger took his friends and began to make various traps.

"Big brother, do these simple traps really work?" Garon, who was digging a pit, asked with some confusion.

"I don't know, but it's better than nothing." Roger frowned and tied hemp rope to a large wooden stake, "With our strength alone, we definitely can't defeat those guys head-on, so we can only rely on some foreign objects to weaken them as much as possible and strengthen us." These rudimentary traps probably won't hurt them at all, but as long as we can make them hesitate to act, our efforts will not be in vain. ”

"So, how many traps are we going to do?" Garon shrugged his shoulders and tried to dig a bigger hole that would have been able to fall into one person, so that he could fall into two enemies at once.

"Well, you can do as much as you can. We're not going to sleep tonight, we're going to set up a bunch of traps overnight, and then we're going to attack in the early hours of tomorrow morning. Roger said very easily, but after listening to his words, the faces of Garon and the others suddenly fell.

Although there was some confusion on their faces, Garon and the others did not oppose Roger's opinion, but carefully made various traps one by one.

After all, Elsa was still waiting for them to save her. Although they are not related by blood, they have been together for so long, and they all have an unfortunate past, and they have long regarded each other as brothers and sisters. Therefore, in the face of an enemy whose strength is far stronger than their own, none of the friends chose to retreat, but went all out to prepare to fight hard! (To be continued.) )

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