Barrett couldn't help but feel a little curious when he looked at the bear goblin who was kneeling in front of him, his eyes were full of pleading, and he couldn't help but feel a little curious.

But he didn't let his guard down because of this, this bear goblin still has some skills, and if he were replaced by those ordinary adventurers, he really couldn't deal with it. Barrett placed the 'Iron Bride' around the other's neck, and the glittering blade made the latter tremble involuntarily.

The little greenskins that were left around them, seeing that the sturdy bear goblin they relied on had been defeated, immediately threw down their weapons (branches, sticks, etc.) and ran away screaming. Only a few of the more daring ones were still behind the oak trees in the distance, poking out half of their heads from time to time to observe the development of events.

"You can speak the lingua franca?" Barrett walked around the bear goblin, his sword around the bear goblin's neck.

"Yes, sir. The bear goblin replied with a frightened expression, "In addition to the lingua franca and goblin language, I also know a small amount of orc language. ”

It speaks the lingua franca fluently, with a tongue-curling voice characteristic of the southern regions of the griffon kingdom, "You can still speak orc? ”

The bear goblin had a difficult face, and after saying "Gar'mak," it said and then looked down and thought for a long time, "Lok-Narash!"

It did seem to be a small amount, in other words, it only knew a few words in orc language, Barrett thought to himself.

He himself speaks some orc language, so simple communication is not a problem, and he also has a lot of words that are only used when provoking and swearing.

"Who taught you this?" Barrett asked again.

So, the bear goblin, who was kneeling on the ground, spent a meal briefly telling his own past experience.

Oh, it's still a former colleague, which makes Barrett have a little affection for the bear goblin in front of him. He recalled that a few years ago he had vaguely heard others in the Bay of Pigs mention that there was a party of adventurers with bear goblins entering the Misty Forest, but the name 'Hunting Horn' was not well-known in the Bay of Pigs.

It was supposed to be a party of adventurers from other parts of the Griffon Kingdom, trying their luck in the Misty Forest.

Listening to the description of this bear goblin, the adventurer team of 'Hunting Horn' should have some strength. They have traveled to many places and completed many difficult tasks, which makes them very confident in their own strength. Therefore, when Hunting Horn went to the Misty Forest, he did not ask for a guide or cooperate with the other team, so he recklessly entered the forest on his own.

There are not a few such teams, and there are always many adventurer teams that are overconfident in their own strength, but they are bleeding in the misty forest, Barrett shook his head.

After a heartbeat of silence for the vanished group of adventurers of Hunting Horn, Barrett began to think about what to do with the bear goblin in front of him.

To kill, or not to kill? He hesitated in his heart.

Under normal circumstances, Barrett would kill this kind of alien race with a single sword, but the bear goblin in front of him can actually speak the lingua franca fluently, which is better than the ogre Moglock trained by the mage, and it is obvious that the owner of the circus must have put a lot of effort into training it.

And it was also an adventurer, this experience could not be faked, Barrett was a veteran of the adventurer group, and he could tell from those details that this bear goblin did not deceive him.

What's more, its robbery of the 'Corn Village' is strictly guarded and does not cause any deaths, and the bear goblin has already thrown down his weapon and kneels to beg for mercy, and Barrett, although not a knight, is not used to making a move in such situations.

He prefers to end up in battle, according to the dwarf assassin, to bestow mercy on the other side. He was at ease when weapons intersected, no matter what despicable means were used, but now ......

I'm an adventurer, not an executioner. Barrett said to herself in her heart.

"You want me to spare your life?" he asked, uttering a nonsense sentence.

The bear goblin hurriedly nodded vigorously, and this action caused its neck to be cut by the weapon on it, and the blood remained along the wound, staining its brown fur red, and the frightened bear goblin immediately froze still.

"If I spare your life, I mean, if. Barrett emphasized, "What are you going to do in the future?"

What will we do in the future?" was the question that made the bear goblin's face look blank, and it was clear that it had not thought of such a profound question before.

The bear goblin thought for a moment, "No more adventurer team will want me. It whispered, "Maybe I should find a circus to join in." I'm good at getting into the ring of fire, and I'm good at dancing with bears. It stopped abruptly at this point, "Hmm...... The bear has to be able to dance first, yes, it's important. ”

Most circuses are on a tour, and it's not easy to find them, and it's not a good place to go.

For this kind of alien race, the Muya city-state is actually the best place to go, but this place is too far away from the city-state under the mage's feet, and if you don't do a teleportation circle, you may not be able to reach it for more than half a year.

"Get out of here. "Take your little ones to places where humans are scarce." Otherwise, even if I don't kill you today, you'll be killed by other adventurers one day, you know, I'm telling the truth. ”

After humanity became the master of the continent, the territory of each human kingdom and city-state was extremely vast. The kings tried desperately to divide up as much territory as possible, but in reality their own people lived only a small part of the kingdom. Other, larger, lesser-frequented places are populated by many races of gnolls, ogres, goblins, kobolds, lizardmen, and more. They are like weeds, sporadically living in those places.

This is the main reason why the profession of adventurer has always been popular.

"Yes, sir. "I'll get out of here and head south, and after crossing the swamp, there'll be a jungle where there are a lot of manticores in the jungle, but absolutely no humans." The expression on the bear goblin's face gradually faded as it spoke, "There are no humans there and a large area nearby, I've been there. I will settle there in the future......"

It was clear that that was not the life it wanted.

Barrett couldn't bear it, "If you have the perseverance, you can also go to the city-state of Muya, where many alien races live, ogres, trolls, kobolds, and even Drow. He pointed out another path to the bear goblin.

"I've heard of that place. The bear goblin's eyes lit up, "I just don't know how to go." ”

"From here, to the east, all the way east, the city-state of Muya is in the middle of the continent. I advise you not to take the big road, because your life may be at risk. Barrett said that he didn't really think the bear goblin would have been able to make it, "If luck really bits you and you don't get killed by humans or other monsters, and you don't starve to death because you get lost or can't find food, you might reach the city-state of Muya in half a year." ”

The bear goblin regained its spirits, "To the east!" It looked in one direction, but that direction was actually north.

Barrett couldn't do that much, and kindly letting it go was already the limit of what he could do, "Now, get up." He took the 'Iron Bride' back in her 'boudoir' and said, "Take me to your lair, and although I will not kill you, I will take some of your collection in return." You've been an adventurer, and you should know that this is the rule. ”

"Yes, sir, I understand. The bear goblin stood up obediently, "The old captain of the Hunting Horn once taught me that if an adventurer does not loot the loot after defeating the monster, then he is not a qualified adventurer. ”

Barry nodded in agreement. It can be seen that this bear goblin does not have much scheming.

The goblins' nest was not far from the place of battle, and when they entered, they were greeted by a broken house made of stones, twigs, and rags, about the height of a bear goblin.

"The first house I built was great, really, I learned how to pitch tents and build cabins in the circus, and I'm pretty good at that!" Barrett's disdainful look at him explained the goblin bear, "but the militia destroyed it, and they come every year and tear it down every year, so I don't bother to make any more effort to get it." ”

In addition to this room, there are a few small tents made of branches and leaves scattered throughout the goblin lair, the number of tents is not enough for all the goblins to live in, not even half of them, and it is obvious that many goblins usually sleep in the open air. But now that Barrett has solved this problem perfectly, the goblins' tents are definitely enough!

The bear goblin led Barrett over their lair to the foot of a ash tree. At the base of the tree, the bear goblin dug up a small package and handed it to Barrett.

"This is what I earned when I was an adventurer. The bear goblin said with a dejected face.

Barrett opened it, and found that it was full of gold coins! He made a rough estimate, and was astonished to find that there were more than a hundred gold coins, and it seemed that the 'Hunting Horn' had not treated it like the circus master all these years.

This amount of gold is undoubtedly a huge amount of money, and if other adventurers were to know the news, Barrett was sure that this bear goblin would definitely not survive for half a day.

With so much money and stealing corn, Barrett couldn't help but feel some sympathy for this bear goblin. As long as it takes out a small amount of gold, it can buy all the corn that all the farmers in the 'corn village' grow in a year, how can it be so destitute?

Barrett counted out twenty gold coins, hesitated, and retrieved five. He handed the fifteen gold coins back to the bear goblin, "Take these as your travel expenses, if you want to go to the city-state of Muya." ”

The rest of the gold coins in the package were collected by Barrett into the Spatial Ring.

There is a proverb in Nord, "What kind of sound you make, what kind of echo you make." ”

This is the situation in front of Barrett, who originally wanted to help the villagers of 'Corn Village' solve the problem of goblin troubles with kindness without pay, but he did not expect to reap such a rich spoils in the end.

The proverb was so true, he thought to himself.

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