"It's so big!" was about to spit out Barrity's mouth, but he swallowed it back in time.

The pair of softness on his chest made the brute think about it, and he couldn't help but think of some of the words that Red Crab had said, some words that described the Centaur girl. Yes, the bodyguard was right, these half-human, half-horse creatures are indeed quite plump and impressive in some ways.

The rescued centaur girl in front of her hugged Barrett tightly, and even couldn't stop sobbing in a low voice, which made our barbarian adventurer feel dark and at the same time, a little at a loss.

Barrett hung his hands in the air, not knowing whether he should fall or not, and hugged the other tightly before saying some words of comfort. Forget it, so be it, just let her recover slowly on her own. After hesitating for a long time, the barbarian finally chose to stay as he was and stand still.

"Have you found our target?" Kress's voice suddenly came from the corridor, "Is that guy still alive? It's better to be alive, or we'll run away in vain, is he male or female?"

Barrett turned his head to look and saw the little mage float out of the corridor without touching the ground, but suddenly stopped at the entrance.

The little mage's expression changed from confused to dazed, then surprised, and finally to abrupt. His eyes widened slowly, staring at Barritt who was a little embarrassed, "Uh...... This one...... I'm sorry, but there are some miscellaneous soldiers up there that I need to deal with, so what, I'll come back later, no, no, no, I mean, I'll wait for you on the ground. With that, he gave Barrett a thumbs up and floated out with a whoosh, snickering inexplicably.

What kind of drama is this? Is a hero saving beauty? But I'm just an adventurer, and I can't afford these two words, and I don't want to bear them.

The centaur girl with her head buried in Barrett's chest (luckily our brute is tall, otherwise, wait...... After hearing the little mage's teasing voice, he slowly raised his head and looked at the brute with a pair of bright eyes, "Thank you, Barrett the Visrote. ”

"No, I'm a Nord. The brute clarified. Although we all had the same ancestor thousands of years ago, after the great migration of some barbarian tribes, the two have been very different in terms of customs and forehead lines.

"Nord?" the centaur girl frowned slightly, "Where is that? far from the Hanhai Grassland?"

Don't you even know this, "It's still relatively far away, it's on the western side of the entire continent, north of the griffon kingdom, south of the Barrens." "It seems that this centaur girl is not deeply involved in the world, and she doesn't even know the most basic geographical knowledge.

The centaur girl nodded as if she didn't understand, "Then why did you come to the Hanhai Grassland from such a far away place as Nord to save me?

"I didn't come here to save you......"

"But you said that. ”

"Yes, I did. But what I was trying to convey was...... "How should I explain it?" the brute groaned, "I did come here to save you, but not from Nord." I hope that this centaur girl's lingua franca level will make her understand this somewhat tongue-twisting sentence, "As for the specific details, let's get out of here." ”

The other party seemed to have a wound on her hind legs, and Barrett helped her slowly towards the corridor. They picked out the land that had not been soaked in rancid boiling soup, and bypassed the vast expanse of white bones scattered on the ground. When she reached the entrance of the corridor, the centaur girl turned her head to look at the bone pile in the center, "Is that goblin dead?"

"I won't survive. Barrett replied casually.

Not long after the two entered the corridor, the pile of bones next to the collapsed iron pot in the center of the cave suddenly shook slightly. The tremors revealed a slit in the pile, and then a festering and blood-blistered palm protruded from the slit.

The steaming palm scratched the ground unwillingly, and then clenched his fist hard. The skin and flesh on the surface of the palm of the hand continued to crack due to too much force, and a lot of pus oozed out.

Then, the vibration of the bone pile became more and more violent, as if something was trying to break free from it. But just as the thing was about to break free, a long sword suddenly stabbed straight from above the bone pile, piercing through the entire content buried in the bone pile.

The palm, which was festering and bloody, suddenly froze in the air, and then hung down heavily.

"There's loot to collect, and for adventurers, it's something you can't miss. A voice said over the pile.

......

The mission to rescue the centaur survivors has come to an end for the time being, and the next thing to do is to escort the rescued centaur girl back to her clan.

The reason why Barrett and others did this was not only to ensure the safety of the survivors, but also to do good deeds to the end. The main thing is to go to the Centaur tribe called 'Whitemane' to show his face.

According to the little mage, only in this way can we effectively increase our reputation in the Hanhai Grassland, otherwise who would know that you did this good deed?

According to the information provided by the centaur girl Ivita and the guide Jean, everyone knows that the location of the white-maned clan is still a long way from this robber's lair, but Ivita's hind leg injuries are relatively serious, and they have not been able to be treated well, which undoubtedly affects the ability of the escort to a large extent. So they decided to find a temporary campsite nearby and rest for the night before setting off.

During the break, the young mage Krees shoved a vial of healing potion into Barret's hand and gestured sideways in Ivita's direction.

"Why don't you send it over yourself?" our barbarian adventurer was a little confused.

"She may not be willing to drink it when I send it, but you are different. The little mage squeezed his eyebrows at the barbarian, "I can see when you eat, she is only willing to stay by your side, and when she is dealing with wounds, she is only willing to let you touch her, doesn't that mean anything?"

Finally, the young mage tried to stand on his tiptoes and patted Barrett on the shoulder, "Don't worry, according to the research of my colleagues, Centaurs and us humans are perfectly capable of giving birth to offspring, so you don't need to worry about anything." ”

"She was just rescued by me in a desperate situation, so she naturally developed some dependence and affection. "It doesn't say anything about what you're thinking. It's like ......" His words came to an abrupt end.

"Like what?" asked the little mage curiously.

"No, nothing. The brute was suddenly silent.

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