Frank didn't force Barrett at all, but his "kindness", his "unintentional" message, and his unknown "proposal" made Barrett feel "apologetic" inexplicably.

It was a mixed feeling, with a little guilt over the death of Cat Laugh, some gratitude for Frank for trusting him and keeping him as a stranger, and a sense of complacency and laughter that comes with Frank wanting to marry his daughter to him (though it's more of a farce).

Frank didn't exactly use the two things of 'cat laughter' and 'overnight stay' to get Barrett to repay him, which would make the request seem extra blunt and more like a trade or blackmail. He used a ridiculous reason to wrap the things up and make it easier for Barrett to accept the request.

Taken together, these factors make it impossible for Barrett to say "no."

"What's the matter?" he tried to put on an "annoyed" expression, but in his heart he had already taken the matter on.

Am I so good at talking?" Barrett asked himself, and in the end he had to put it down to Frank's "cleverness" when he saw him.

"A bunch of goblins. Frank chewed on the carrot, "It's just a goblin, but there's a lot of it." Forty, maybe fifty, maybe more, I don't want to lie to you about that. They had come to the forest north of the village five years earlier, and there seemed to be fewer than ten of them, and they only dared to sneak into the field to break a few ears of corn and run. ”

Barry nodded, "Goblins multiply very quickly, like rats. ”

"I heard that goblins used to be the masters of this continent, and they seem to be very smart, and I don't know why they have fallen into the situation they are today. "But now, they do look like rats." The cleverness is no longer there, but it has become as capable as a mouse. At first, when people first found the traces of those little green skins in the fields, they didn't care, after all, those little ones were too weak, and a soil dog could easily deal with two or three. ”

"But there are more of them now. Wendy stepped out of the kitchen and placed a plate of goat cheese and a plate of bread with mashed eggs on the table. The bread is baked in wheat flour with an enticing aroma of freshly baked food, "I don't even dare to go to the back of the village to graze the sheep, and there are many fields on that side that are uncultivated." ”

After speaking, Wendy smiled sweetly at Barrett and turned back into the kitchen. From beginning to end, she did not show the slightest indignation and dissatisfaction because she was going to be married to someone she didn't love by her father.

"Yes, there are a lot of them now. Within three years, they began to appear in droves, carrying branches and sticks, screaming and rushing out of the forest, going to the fields to harass the farmers in the villages, snatching the corn in patches. Sometimes they even dare to run to the gate of the village entrance to come in and find out. Frank said, "I've killed a lot of those goblins, but their numbers have multiplied. The people who live here are ordinary farmers, and even if the opponent is a goblin, it will be difficult to deal with the number of goblins, after all, these farmers do not have outstanding martial arts like me. ”

Barrett automatically ignored the last sentence. "You didn't go to Garano or Tarun for help?" he asked, "and the militia there should have taken care of them easily." ”

"The militia from Tarun town comes every year, especially when the corn is ripe, but that doesn't solve the problem. Frank sighed, "The goblins will swarm back into the forest when they see a group of men in armor and spears walking towards them. The area of the forest to the north is not too large, but it is more than enough to hide the goblins. The militia in the town of Tarun swept several times, but with little effect. If you hire a few militias to be stationed here, it will not be worth the cost. It's okay for the people of 'Corn Village' to fill their stomachs, and they have some surplus every year, but if you want to feed a few out of work militia all the time......" Frank shook his head.

A soldier like you?

"You want me to get rid of those goblins?" Barrett asked. This is really not a difficult task for him, even if there are many goblins, he can handle it calmly.

Frank nodded, "You know, those little greenskins are very timid, but once they are numerous, they think they can challenge the dragons. You only have one person, and because of the sheer superiority in numbers, they will certainly not be afraid of you. You can kill some goblins early in the battle, but you have to do it slowly so that they don't notice. ”

Barrett looked at the former colleague who was talking eloquently, and estimated that the problem of goblins had been thinking about him for a long time, and this former colleague seemed to be very familiar with the habits of goblins, and it seemed that he really had a lot of dealings.

"Then you're going to pretend to be injured and run away, and they're going to get excited and shouting after you, and trust me, they're going to do that, and being able to defeat a big guy like you will get them carried away. Their little brains handle things so easily. "Then you can run away slowly and continue to destroy them, not too fast, so that those little greenskins feel like they can hit you in the next moment." By the time they notice something is wrong, there won't be much left. ”

It's a really good plan, simple and effective. Barrett thought in his heart, "It seems that you have a lot of trust in my martial arts. ”

"An expert only needs to look at it to know if another person's martial arts are as good as his own. Frank smugly, "How could I have come back alive from the Misty Forest by luck?"

By your rusty iron sword?" Barrett was noncommittal. But in any case, this request was really not difficult for him. No, that's not accurate. The difficulty is still there, he has to control the intensity of the killing, and don't accidentally scare those little greenskins away.

"I'll go and get your problems out of the way tomorrow, you just need to show me the way. Barrett agreed, "But I can't promise to kill them all." ”

"I know, I know. Frank was very happy. He filled Barrett's glass with apricot wine again, "You just have to do your best, if they lose enough, maybe they will run away somewhere else, or they will be wiped out by birds, spiders, wolves, wild boars, etc." You don't know, there is a species of bird-catching spider near us that is particularly fierce, not only eating turtledoves, quails and other birds, but also rabbits, squirrels, and lizards. ”

I don't know?"

"Well, not really. Frank laughed, "There's a big difference between the two, a birdcatcher spider can bite you and bleed, and a frost spider can kill our entire village." ”

Wendy brought the same food out of the kitchen — asparagus chowder with asparagus and potatoes, a few pan-fried mackerel sprinkled with large red peppers, and a plate of Brussels sprouts roasted in olive oil and salt.

"I hope you enjoy my craft, Mr. Barrett. Wendy took the initiative to fill Barrett's plate with a variety of food.

"Thank you for your hospitality. Barrett said heartily.

For ordinary farmers, this is undoubtedly a very rich dinner. Barrett expressed a strong interest in roasting Brussels sprouts, the small Brussels sprouts are very cute, crisp and sweet to eat, and the cabbage balls bite down, bite through the layers of small leaves, you will taste a strong and fresh vegetable aroma, the taste is very layered, he likes it very much.

"Where's the rabbit?" Frank wasn't satisfied, "What about the rabbit stew I want?"

"It's eating carrots. Wendy wasn't afraid of her father at all, "It's cute, I don't want to eat it." ”

"I think!" Frank raised his voice, "it eats my carrot, and I'm going to eat its meat, and that's fair." ”

"I'm not going to do it. Wendy snorted, "You can make your own if you want to eat." ”

"Uh...... It's the same when you've fattened it up before eating it. Frank said curtly. He placed the pan-fried mackerel on his plate on Wendy's plate, keeping the head for himself, "It's going to end up in my stomach anyway." ”

To tell you the truth, I have a hand in stewing rabbits, and I really have a hand!" Barrett thought to himself, but he didn't dare say it.

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