Berego's face became even more ugly, he frowned, and said in disgust, "It turns out that you were playing with the idea of this magic ring in the first place. ”

"You're wrong." An Rui spread his hands innocently, "At the beginning, Sha Fei and I really didn't have any extra thoughts, we just wanted to help you. It's a pity that you didn't appreciate it, and you discouraged me with cold words and wore out my limited compassion. Now I am really not in the mood to help you in vain, and the only way I can accept to help is to trade. You give me the 'Eagle Eye Ring' and we'll help you kill the Weasel King and escort you out of the Misty Forest, it's as simple as that."

"Okay, I accept the deal...... However, there are two prerequisites, first, I can only give you the Hawkeye Ring if I leave the Misty Forest safely; Second, if we can successfully kill the Weasel King, the Weasel King's corpse will belong to us. Berego's expression darkened, and his voice turned low, "The dead brothers need to settle in. ”

Adventurers are very similar to voyagers in some places, and if someone is killed, the leader of the team has to pay a settlement fee for the deceased. Life is priceless, people can't die in vain, there must be a sum of money to let the deceased go with peace of mind, and a certain amount of compensation to the family of the deceased. However, all regular ships or adventure groups will have such regulations.

An Rui's ears were very soft, and he really couldn't refuse this kind of request, so he nodded and said, "If you succeed in killing the Weasel King, the fur can belong to you, and selling this is enough for the settlement fee." However, the Weasel King's skull must be given to me, and I will keep it useful. "He's still thinking about making a bone shield, and Weasel King's skull is perfect for that.

"Deal." Berego agreed.

"Captain," said a bearded adventurer next to him, in a lower voice, "isn't that okay?" The Ring of Eagle Eye is your heirloom, passed down from generation to generation in your family, without this......"

"Human life is more important than a ring, and I lost four brothers today and don't want to see anything happen to you again. Just a ring, give it to him. Berego interrupted his men with a wave of his hand, and then walked over to Anrui, holding up his finger-clapped palm, "Give this trade a high-five." Violators will be spurned by the Heroic Spirits as well as the gods. ”

An Rui didn't play any tricks, let alone break the contract, so he was naturally not afraid to high-five the oath, and slapped his palm over without thinking about it.

"Smack!"

The sound resounded through the forest, spreading through the mist.

Retracting his hand, An Rui said, "You are injured, and you must be tired after running such a long way, so you should stay where you are and rest." The Weasel King has his sights on you, and will surely follow the scent. In that case, let's just wait for it to come and wait for it to come and die. This way we can also place a little trap around to add a little extra chance of winning. ”

This proposal was reasonable and received a response from everyone, and no one objected.

Shafi took the initiative to take the burden of the doctor and began to help Berego and the others to bandage their wounds. Berego was wounded, exhausted, and unable to help, and sat down on the ground one by one.

As for Anrui, he was in charge of setting the traps.

The so-called traps are not traps, not rope lassoes, nor giant pits with sharp logs. Those traps were useless to the Weasel King, and Anrui didn't have the materials to set them up.

The trap he laid was a special kind of bell, which was called "prompt bell", which was not large in size, but the sound it made was not small, and it was very crisp and beautiful. On the edge of the bell, there is a special circle of sticker, and once an object touches it, it will be stuck and cannot be shaken off.

If the Weasel King is stuck by the "reminder bell", no matter where he goes or hides, it will make a clanging sound, revealing his specific location. With this thing, you won't be afraid of the Weasel King hiding in the fog to sneak attack. This kind of prompt bell is specially made to deal with monsters like the Weasel King.

Before setting off, An Rui had made thorough preparations, and specially purchased a dozen reminder bells just in case, specifically to deal with the possible Weasel King.

He strung a dozen chime bells in strings and tied them to the branches of the trees around them, some high and some low. After tying it up, he tore off the sticker from the bell to reveal the slime side, and stuck some stickers on the thin thread as well. Whether the Weasel King touches the bell or the rope, it will be firmly glued.

The bells and threads formed a huge circle, enclosing everyone inside, like a magical enchantment.

Then he tied a number of sturdy ropes to the trees around him, and let them hang down casually.

These ropes are for Shafi and may come in handy when the battle comes.

After Anrui had everything ready, Shafi's healing work was over, and all three of them were bandaged, like mummies.

"Beautiful young lady, thank you for helping us, we really shouldn't have doubted your intentions before, I apologize to you on behalf of the whole group, I hope to be able to get your forgiveness." The bearded adventurer gently stroked the wound that had just been bandaged, looked up at Sha Fei, and said in a sincere tone.

Sophie smiled and shook her head, indicating that it was okay.

"It's the most conscientious thing I've ever heard today." An Rui walked back to the crowd and dusted off his palms, "It looks like your wounds have been bandaged. ”

"Thanks to Miss Shafi's help, it's all bandaged." The bearded man nodded and said.

"Very well, so that a few of you can also go to war. We should really thank the Weasel King for giving us time to heal and not rush into the next round of attacks. Anrui is very satisfied, and the situation is getting more and more favorable for them. He turned to look at Sha Fei and hooked his hand at the other party, "Sha Fei, come over here, I have something to tell you." ”

Shafei was stunned for a moment, then stood up and followed behind An Rui.

Anrui led Shafi all the way to the bottom of a falling rope, which he grabbed and pulled twice to make sure it was strong.

"Shafi, do you remember 'Air Dancer'?" He asked tentatively. These ropes are designed to perform the powerful skills of an aerial dancer.

"Air dancer......" Shafi muttered to herself, a look of confusion flashing in her beautiful eyes, "I seem to be a little impressed." ”

"It's a warrior's skill, and it's the most powerful skill you've ever learned in your life. If you can use this skill, you will definitely damage the Weasel King, and you may even be killed with one hit! ”

"This skill is so powerful?"

"Yes."

"But I've forgotten how to do it......" Shafi said apologetically.

"It's okay, if you really can't think of it, forget it, don't force it too much. If you're lucky enough to remember, these ropes can come in handy. An Rui smiled and pulled the rope in his hand a few more times.

Shafi opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but before she could say anything, a fierce beast roar suddenly came from afar.

"Roar!"

The roar shook the earth and shook people's hearts.

"Is it the Weasel King?" An Rui's smile suddenly dissipated, and was replaced by a solemn color.

"That's right, it's it, and I'll never forget this roar in my life." Berego stood up, stared in the direction from which the voice came, and said viciously.

The other two also stood up, the bearded man raising a notched shield, and the other was armed with a blood-stained spear.

"Very good, it's still early, just right for the battle, pack it up early, and we'll hurry early." An Rui licked his slightly dry lips and pulled out the long sword hanging from his waist on the left side. With his long sword in hand, he retreated step by step, retreating to the place where Berego and the others were, "Shafei, please take the lead, this is your strongest, and this important task can only be entrusted to you." ”

"Well, leave it to me. I'll stop the Weasel King, all you need to do is help. Shafi said dryly.

Berego was slightly stunned and exchanged glances, with obvious disbelief in his eyes. They all thought that An Rui was the strongest of the two, but they didn't expect that Sha Fei, who seemed to be gentle as water, was the strongest person.

It's a pity that the situation is urgent, and they can't be allowed to think wildly, even if they feel unbelievable, they have to swallow these superfluous emotions into their stomachs.

The roar rang out again, louder than the last. The sound was fast approaching, and the roar was mixed with the sound of speeding footsteps. The fog was trembling, and the earth was trembling.

"Here we are." Anrui gripped the sword tighter, as if to crush the hilt of the sword. He was on the left side of the shield bearer, and one was on the right side of the shield bearer. As for Berego, he drew his bow and stood behind the shield-bearer. Together, the four formed a tenacious position.

"Eagle's eyes are sharp, chasing after the wind." Berego muttered under his breath, activating the ability of the Eagle Eye Ring through secret words. An eagle chirped out, followed by an eagle-shaped light and shadow. After receiving the blessing of the Ring of Eagle Eye, the archer's eyes became sharper, and his eyesight, vision, and accuracy were all improved accordingly. These improvements can be of great use to an archer.

An Rui looked at the ring on Bereg's hand out of the corner of his eye, and his eyes lit up slightly. He knew the Eagle Eye ring very well, and knew the effect of this treasure. It won't be long before the magic ring with the magical effect will be his own. Although he wasn't an archer, the Hawkeye Ring could still help him.

The roar was like a horn for attack, and after the roar stopped, the huge figure of the Weasel King pierced through the fog and appeared in front of An Rui and the others. It ran fast and fast, and without looking closely at the road ahead, it crashed directly into a silk thread with a warning bell hanging from it. The paste on the bell stuck to its silky white hairs, stuck to it.

"Jingle Bell ......" There was a crisp bell ringing in the Weasel King's moving footsteps. An Rui's efforts were not in vain, and the little bell worked all at once.