Chapter 41: Cave Horror

At this point, the adventurers have nothing to do.

When fighting in the field, a common rule of loot distribution is generally applied.

It's very simple and simple: whoever contributes, gets the benefits.

In the battle just now, the adventurers hired by Marven did not contribute, and naturally they were not qualified to collect the loot.

However, at Anna's instructions, they began to tear down the wood from the gnolls' camp and construct a simple fortification around several mines.

"I don't know why, aren't these gnolls more defensible and difficult to attack if they don't set up their camp on the edge of the mine?"

The cat's head asked a question, a little puzzled.

No one could answer him, the jackals were dead, and no one knew what the guys were thinking.

After the massacre just now, the anger of the boys of the White River Valley garrison was released to a certain extent.

They meticulously piled up the corpses of the gnolls and burned them before they began to dispose of the loot.

In fact, these gnolls were very poor, they had no booty on them, and there were only some rudimentary items in the camp.

The most important thing is food.

It's just that these foods are only eaten by jackals, kobolds, goblins and the like.

In the Second Age, human beings, like them, could eat any kind of food in order to adapt to the harsh environment.

But with the rise of humans, humans who are accustomed to eating delicate food can no longer eat things like tree roots.

At least in normal times, no one eats these.

Anna had the two guards fully logistically prepared.

They brought plenty of food, including sweet bread, jerky, and plenty of water.

The gnoll's stuff was discarded.

The only thing they can use is the wood.

These logs can be used to construct simple fortifications, which can reduce the pressure on the crowd if the gnolls are really in the middle of the plan.

……

Time passed quickly, the sun went down, and evening arrived.

The new camp that everyone had built together had begun to take shape, at least much more decently than the Jackals had built.

"Looks like I'm going to have to stay on the first shift."

Alternate vigils are a must, and God knows if that cunning gnolloll warlock will lead a night attack.

According to the results of the lottery of everyone, the boxing mage Panshi guards the first class.

Who knew that at this time, Marven suddenly came over and sat on a stone at the entrance of the mine.

"I'm with you."

Panshi's face changed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Everyone looked at Marven a little strangely.

But in the end, under Anna's instructions, most of them went to rest.

You know, tomorrow will definitely be a big battle.

Despite Marven's promise to take out the Gnoll Warlocks, the rest of the Gnoll warriors are not vegetarians.

Although one-on-one, the jackal is not the opponent of the adventurer or the people of the garrison, but when the number reaches a certain level, it will lead to a qualitative change of very strictness!

You have to keep enough energy to be able to cope with the ever-changing situation on the battlefield!

……

Bonfire clatter.

Panshi and Marven sat across from each other, both of them silent.

Rock looked at Marven warily.

To be honest, he couldn't see through this guy all the time. When I was at the Night Tide Hotel before, I also threatened to be interested in his head, which was really self-inflicted.

Three knives can kill Green, who is probably only one line worse than himself, such strength is really terrifying.

If there was a regret pill, he would never provoke this horrible guy.

But in fact, Marven didn't care about the rock at all.

The reason why he brought up his own vigil was only for the sake of safety.

"It's kind of weird."

"Those gnolls aren't stupid, why don't you build a camp next to the mines?"

"Wouldn't that be easier to garrison?"

This doubt may pass in the hearts of others, but for Marven, he seems to have captured something.

He seems to have experienced something similar somewhere.

But for a moment he couldn't remember.

It was a disturbing feeling, and he sat there motionless, trying to remember.

It's a pity that there is still no result!

"What the hell is going on?"

Just when Marven frowned and meditated, a faint sigh suddenly sounded in his ears!

This voice!

Suddenly made Marven creepy!

"Is this something like dread?"

He reacted immediately.

The battle record is clearly written, just at that moment, he went through a fear check!

The results of the test were obvious, and with the gift of the headless girl, he easily completed the resistance to fear.

At this time, Marven also saw a black shadow floating through the mine.

"I see......"

A flash of lightning flashed in Marven's mind!

What's going on with him finally coming!

"No wonder those gnolls didn't set up camp next to the mines!"

"It's not that they don't want to, it's that they don't dare!"

"If I go into the mine now, I might find a few more gnolls!"

Marven suddenly realized.

And the rock that sat across from him was as if nothing had happened.

This was normal, because his hearing was not sharp enough to detect the subtle movements that were taking place in the mine.

"It's these guys...... Hehe, it looks like I'm lucky. ”

Marven thought about it and opened the character panel, under the ranger column, there were still 46 skill points that had not been used.

He threw 25 skill points on [Listening] in one go!

Actually, he is not very happy to improve this skill, but considering the reality, [Listening] is one of the most important skills of the Wanderer's profession before he has gained [Mortal Perception].

Listening at 25 points is enough to make Marven more sensitive.

The subtle sounds he heard became clearer!

In the battle records, the lines of fear identification, in short, are all smooth lì tong guò.

These little things have a very low level of fear skills, and they can't pose a threat to Marven at all.

On the contrary, Marven became interested in them.

……

"What are you going to do?" Rock looked at the twin blade masks that suddenly stood up in amazement.

"I'll go inside and take a look, and you stare outside."

"The gnolls may dig tunnels, I'll go take a turn."

Marven lied casually, leaving the rock alone by the campfire, and his figure quickly disappeared into the shadows of the mine.

"Going to the mine in the middle of the night? Aren't you afraid of encountering the ghost of the mine? What a weirdo......"

Rock muttered, not paying attention.

The campfire continued to burn.

……

In the mine, it was dark, and Marven with a torch and a knife in one hand looked so unusual.

The air quality in the mine is good, and the torches are burning strongly.

Every now and then he bent down and picked up some soil before deciding where to go.

He was sure there was something in the mine.

Back when Marvin had just taken over the White River Valley, some miners reported that there were monsters in the mines.

But after the inspection of the guards, no monsters were found.

Later, when the miners were working, they occasionally encountered some strange situations, but there was no danger to their lives.

So the matter was put on hold.

Until today.

The little thing in the mine, Marven had already guessed. After all, he had almost all of Fernan's Bestiary in his head.

"It's a little weird, though."

"It stands to reason that they won't actively attack humans or other creatures."

"If I'm not mistaken, is there a pollution source nearby?"

Thinking of this, Marven's steps became more brisk.

Pollution sources, often mean benefits.

At this time, Marvin walked around a corner.

Suddenly, a huge strange face came out of the mountain wall and bit Marven fiercely!

Marven's face did not change, he took half a step back, and the torch in his hand moved forward.

Who knew that strange face was not afraid of flames, and directly opened his mouth to eat the torch!

Poof!

The last rays of fire vanished from the cavern.

A pair of dark red eyes lit up in the darkness.

Every pair of eyes means a strange face.

Marven quietly knelt on the ground, slowed his breathing, and felt something out of the void conch.

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