"Please, please stay, sir. A strong man in chain mail hesitated to come to Griffith, "I'm the militia captain, may I ask who you are?"

"Griffith Blanton, Cadet Knight, Squad Leader II," Griffith nodded to the militia captain with a calm expression, "Where's the village chief?"

"I'm the chief, brave apprentice knight," the gray-eyed chief emerged from the crowd. The panicked and nervous look on his face had not yet faded, and he looked his reinforcements up and down.

The village chief looked at Griffith's gear and armor, and then at the blue ribbon on the neckline. The battle to defeat the goblin just now was still in everyone's eyes, and the village chief looked up at Griffith with respect and gratitude: "Thank you for saving us, it's really ...... I really don't know how to thank you. ”

Just pay for it, I'm short on money...... Griffith glanced at the village chief, then looked around. He swallowed back the words that jumped into his mouth, stepped forward and slapped his left chest: "Dear village chief, the news in the town says that a group of more than two hundred goblins will attack this village at any time, and you must already know about it. ”

"Yes, Mr. Knight-Trainee, the lads of the village have spotted them," the village chief nodded, "we are armed and are waiting for reinforcements from the town. ”

"The town's militia won't arrive until tomorrow, and you'll be hard-pressed to get more reinforcements tonight," Griffith said, "and please gather the young men of the village to prepare the fortifications." I demand command of this battle in my capacity as a non-commissioned officer of the Kingdom Army. Also, I need some weapons and food. ”

The village chief agreed to the request without difficulty, and led the apprentice knight to a large mansion in the middle of the village. The rescued villagers rushed to thank Griffith and gave Griffith two large pieces of bread, milk and some bacon. A dozen villagers armed with wooden guns, hammers, and axes gathered outside the house, looking nervously into the house.

The midshipman, who had been walking for a long time, took the food, swallowed the bacon in two bites, and then sat down in the village chief's room with sweet milk and bread and ate it. While eating, he also drew a sketch with charcoal and handed it to the village chief.

"What is this?" the village chief and militia captain looked at the concise sketch, then looked up at the cadet knight.

"After the attack was thwarted, the goblins should be down for a few hours before it gets late at night. That's when the real danger is. We must complete these works along the entrance road to the village in two hours," said Griffith, looking at the two of them solemnly, "The amount of work is not huge, but the lives of everyone in this village are at stake, and I need all of you adults and children to work together and complete it at once, without compromise." ”

Civil engineering is a proud tradition of our Bayelan army. Griffith drew on the paper and briefly explained the main points of the project.

"Is it really useful to just lay out wooden walls and earthen ramparts, or in the village?" asked the militia captain with some humility, "The walls of our village are not high. ”

"The core of the defense is not these wooden walls, they are just part of my plan. The Cadet Knight said as he ate quickly.

"So what's the core?!" the village chief immediately picked up the topic.

The apprentice knight raised his right hand and thumped his strong chest, the gauntlet striking the armor with a dull sound.

"Me. ”

......

Just as the militia captain went out after reading the sketch, the villagers gathered outside the house suddenly let out a burst of exclamation.

Before anyone could explain what had happened, a tall, slender woman with an unusually beautiful appearance appeared at the door. She was dressed in intricately patterned silver light armor and a dark green half-length cloak. A slender, elastic waist hung a short sword and dagger, black boots with silver charms, and a delicate recurve bow with arms made of purple wood that were clinging to the bowstring. When she lifted her hood, two pointed ears appeared in her long, smooth black straight hair.

The villagers were in an even greater uproar.

"Elves?"

"Why did the elves come to our little place?"

The villagers let out a burst of exclamation. As a mysterious and powerful race, the elves can occasionally be found trading in the kingdom's big cities, and the rest of the time they only hunt in the dense forests, rarely in small towns, let alone small villages.

"Noble lady, what can I do?" said the village chief, leaving Griffith behind, rubbing his hands and running to the beautiful elf lady.

"Lady is exempt, I am Galadia, although our lives are longer than yours, but I am not old!" The elven archer gently shook his long black straight hair like a waterfall, looked at the village chief with beautiful eyes, and then looked at Griffith, who was covered in blood and eating, and said with a smile, "Gentlemen, I have come to this area on a mission, and by the way, I will tell you that more than two hundred goblins are gathering in the forest to attack you. ”

"That's, that's great, no, it's not good. Beautiful elf lady, the town told us that there would be reinforcements, but I didn't expect a mere goblin to bother such a noble ...... you," the village chief chattered in thanks.

"Goblins, goblins are dangerous, don't underestimate them," Galadia said earnestly, looking down at the village chief, who was a head shorter than herself, "and besides, I'm not here to help deal with goblins. ”

Griffith sat at the table and watched the elves talk to the village chief. This good-looking girl had a very serious expression when she spoke, but there was excitement and happiness in her tone that could not be concealed, like a deer jumping in the forest insisting on a proud posture. Her every move exudes elegance and comfort. Griffith looked at Miss Elf in fascination, and began to be jealous of the village chief who could talk to her.

"In summary, I need a clean hut to rest for a while, and clean water, milk, and oats, to be cooked! I'll pay your currency for the fee," Galadia ended the conversation with the village chief with a long list of demands, "Hey, little soldier, can you go wash yourself and come to me?"

Me?, Griffiths couldn't help but point to his face.

"Well, that's you!"

......

After cleaning his clothes and armor with well water, and scrubbing himself carefully, Griffith looked carefully left and right at a water tank. The immature temperament of a 17-year-old boy can hardly be seen on the angular face, and the short black hair is slightly curly, although it is not handsome, but at least it is not sloppy.

"Are you extraordinary?" a clear voice sounded behind him, startling the apprentice knight.

"I saw your fight. You can feel a subtle aura of power on your body, you should be an extraordinary candidate who is still in Sequence 9!" Galadhya sat on a nearby roof, holding her slender and straight legs, tilting her head to look at the apprentice knight looking around, "What's the most powerful creature you've ever dealt with?"

"Dealt with?" Griffith thought for a moment, "I've been poked by trolls, beaten by trolls, broken ribs by Beamon......"

"Hahahaha! Isn't this all about being beaten and beaten!" Galadya laughed so much that her eyebrows turned into crooked crescents, "You were beaten by Beamon's ribs, so why are you still alive?"

"It's just ...... to be swept by the wind pressure"

"Uh-huh, Iron Eagle Medal, it looks like some amazing feat," the pretty elf deftly jumped down from the eaves and glanced at the light blue ribbon on the midshipman's neckline, "Met Beamon...... Do you have battlefield syndrome?"

Many of the soldiers who returned from the bloody battlefields of the East would be tormented by terrible memories of the past. For veterans, this is not something to be seen, and it is even a medal of honor like a scar. On a hellish battlefield, the guy who is happy all day long will be suspected of going crazy.

In this world, madness is even more terrifying than death.

"Occasionally, my hands would tremble and I would have nightmares," Griffith whispered, "and there would be no out-of-control experiences. ”

"It's okay, well, it's okay," Galadia nodded, "The quality of the boys trained by the assault cavalry and the junior non-commissioned officer school is not bad~ Although you are not a big hero, as a starter, it is still within my acceptable range." ”

Ordinary GIs really can't stand you...... Griffith muttered to himself as he looked at Miss Elf's outfit and found that it was full of coats of arms he didn't recognize, unrecognizable ornaments, and lights.

This is an elven nobleman with enchanted equipment on his body, and there are not a few of them.

"So, goblins, do you understand?" Galadia withdrew her gaze from the midshipman's body and looked into his eyes, "What? what's the matter with your confused eyes? Okay, I'll tell you." ”

"I've been following the goblins for a while, and I'm sure they're going to attack tonight," Galadia walked towards the entrance of the village with the Apprentice Knight, "I need to search their lair, it's not my job to protect this village." In fact, I can't stand up to hundreds of goblins. When the goblins go on the offensive, I'll look for an opportunity to leave. ”

Why does everyone want to go to the lair......

Griffith glanced at the elf in surprise: "There are some militiamen in the village, and I am also here, if you have your help, it is not unrealistic to rely on the walls of the village to resist more than two hundred goblins." ”

"It's not just goblin imps," Galadia said as she walked towards the entrance of the village, all the way to the wooden gate, "a race of this size will spawn goblin shamans and goblin warriors, which are the high-level units among them. With them added, these two planks can't resist. ”

"Wait a minute, if the enemy does have such strength, wouldn't it be too dangerous for you to go deeper into their lair?" asked Griffith, incredulous.

"With this village and you attracting their attention, there won't be too many left-behind troops in the lair, and I'm sure to sneak in and complete the mission and escape!So~ I hope you can hold on as long as possible. "Well, I'm afraid! I can consider taking you to attack the lair instead of staying here and dying." Your own chances of surviving the dark night are close to zero. ”

I don't like that...... Griffith turned and stepped forward to face Galadia and looked into her eyes.

The elf met the knight's gaze without fear.

Now, Griffith realizes that he has two options - 1. Ask and Galadia to leave with him. 2. Stick to the village.

Why did the elf tell me this? Griffith did not hesitate to reject the elf's offer. If the enemy really has this size, his departure means that the village will not have any reinforcements, and it is highly likely that the goblins will be completely slaughtered.

It's one thing to get a good deal when you receive a task, but the slaughter of more than a hundred fellow human beings is stepping on the bottom line of intolerability.

"Such temptations are not lovely at all, Miss Galadia," Griffith shook his head, "and I will not sit idly by and watch this village be destroyed by the Goblins. Something like this is unheard of, and I won't let it happen right in front of my eyes. If there are Goblin powerhouses among the attacking enemies, let them test the courage of the Eagle Banner soldiers. ”

"Where did you get the Eagle Banner now, and you can fight the superior goblin with more than two men?" said Galadia's eyes widened.

"I will do my duty until the last moment. Griffith replied without wavering.

Galadia shook her head slightly: "But you still can't hold on to the courage of the air!"

"I need information," Griffith said, "please tell me what you know about goblins." ”

"Okay~" Galadia sighed, drew a sketch of the shape of a goblin on the ground with a branch, and said as she gestured:

"Goblins are ferocious and timid creatures, and the common imps or warriors are only slightly taller than human children, but they are more powerful. Most of them are agile. ”

Next, she drew a goblin next to him that was three times as tall:

"This is a Goblin Samurai, a rare high-level goblin like a Goblin Shaman. The former possess the strength and stamina of an enemy warrior, while the latter is a spellcaster who specializes in scheming and poison. ”

"How's the spellcasting ability?" Griffith listened as he jotted it down in his notebook, "Spellcasters who are covered in battle are difficult to deal with, and if the opponent is a big threat, I will kill them first." ”

"Very ordinary, their magical affinity is not strong, their configuration is neither fast nor accurate, but the poison is used very slippery," the elf drew the image of a short shaman, "In the goblin community, the shaman's position is more like that of a spiritual leader and strategist, and he will not throw fireballs at you from afar." ”

"Anything else?"

"Goblin Hero," Galadia rubbed her head, not knowing how to draw, so she simply drew a guy who was bigger than the Goblin Samurai, "With unique martial arts or abilities, this is not an extraordinary person we can deal with, if we encounter it, we might as well run for our lives." What are you asking the villagers to do?"

As the two spoke, the villagers had already moved some wood and building materials according to Griffith's simple arrangement. Griffith briefly explained his plan for defense, and if the torches were lit after the sun had set, the villagers would be able to complete it quickly.

"Emmm......" After listening to the trainee knight's simple plan, Galadia fell into deep thought.

"Lord Ranger, is there anything wrong with us doing this?" Seeing this, the village chief, who was directing the construction on the side, couldn't help but lean over and ask.

"It's nothing, go on," Galadia clasped her hands to her chest, "you're pretty fast. ”

The village chief apparently approved of the elves, and was greatly encouraged by Griffith's proposal when it was approved by Galadia, and immediately encouraged the young people of the village to work harder.

"This fortification is not too complicated, and it will be completed soon," the elf said to the apprentice knight after looking at the villagers in labor, "Goblins have a strong learning ability, and the surviving individuals of the battle will quickly share their experience with their kind. Their highest goal is to reproduce and sustain populations. If they can loot enough supplies, they won't invest much in strong defenses. At least a dozen years ago, the record was like this. ”

"More than ten years ago?"

"Yes, probably seventeen years ago," Galadia thought for a moment, "it's not unheard of for goblins to slaughter villages. At one point, they caused terrible riots on the eastern continent and were finally suppressed by the coalition forces. Their population was wiped off the map and were not seen again until recently. However, so much time has passed, and the goblins that appear now are not the same race as the goblins of the past, and there may be differences in habits. ”

"So ......"

"I'll just stay and take a look~" The corners of the elf's mouth curled slightly, "Your answer just now is qualified." I don't know how long it will take to find my target when I enter their lair, and if the Goblin Brigade comes back at this time, I'll have to publish a notebook. If I can consume as much goblin power as possible here, I will have a greater chance of success in my next moves. I've decided, Cadet Knight, and I'll stay and help you tonight. ”

Griffith nodded in surprise, then asked, "What is the book?"

"Nothing," Galadia added, "but once you've repelled the attack, you'll help me get to the Goblin Lair. ”

"It's a pleasure!" Griffith replied quickly, "as long as we can hold out until daylight, we will have support from the town." Tonight, my tactics are divided into ......"