"Wow-"

The moment the two of them turned their heads, an exclamation full of admiration came from their mouths almost at the same time!

To the southeast of the trio, sporadic white light shone out from time to time under the shaking of the trees and the swaying canopy. The soft but dim moonlight is much inferior in comparison to this dense forest.

"Hey man, what's that?" the timid Gibson asked first. He had to know if the white light in front of him was harmful. Otherwise, he would never have taken a step forward. A secretive thief, a well-informed mercenary, or a singer from afar, who told the people of Salz too strange things. In most legends or stories similar to Dragon Quest, when an evil spirit or monster is about to appear, the environment in which the protagonist is in a similar environment is what he is doing now.

Of course, that's what he thinks. Aaron, who has also heard many legends, doesn't think so. On the contrary, he felt that it was a difficult test that a true brave man must face. As for Atai, although he didn't say it, he was a little scared like little Gibson, after all, he was only a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child. But the code of conduct and honor of the Imperial warriors prevented him from showing fear. Therefore, Altai chose to remain silent, but his gaze remained at Aaron and the white light in the distance, which changed in size from time to time. He always believed that it was absolutely right to follow Aaron.

"Uh-ha, guys, maybe there's a big secret hidden there. Why don't we go over and have a look?" Aaron remembered that a mercenary had said that some mage warlocks' scrolls would glow like this godly white. More likely, of course, is the treasure.

Little Gibson didn't squeak, but neither his eyes, nor his body, nor his heels, showed any signs of wanting to pass. Atai was still silent, but his eyes clearly told Aaron, go!

"Oh, I almost forgot. Will, they are not in the same squad as us, and the food we brought with us is in the tent. After a few rounds of small eyes, Aaron slapped his thigh and whispered.

"Oh, yes. Damn, my father gave me two Dinaris!" Atay woke up suddenly, and there was a natural look of worry in his eyes.

The Aragon Empire called the copper coin Asi, the silver coin Dinari, and the gold coin Aure.

"Yes, Aaron, my father didn't bring out the food he had prepared for us. What can I do?" Gibson said with a worried look on his face.

Obviously, the nobility's humble food, or a few Dinaris, was of great importance to them, the poor freemen, and could not be discarded. To put it bluntly, a subordinate peasant family who gets up early and works late to cultivate only earns seven or eight dinari a year. He is more industrious than an ox, but he is more difficult than an animal.

"Oh my God! I said Gibson, look your soft belly is falling to the ground. You better not go to such a risky thing, or you can go back and watch our things, and by the way, you can keep an eye on the movements of those bastards!" Alun naturally gave Gibson a step. He knew that Artey had always had a disdain for the timid Gibson. Of course, this disdain is not the contempt of the aristocracy for people like themselves.

Gibson didn't hear what Aaron meant, but when he heard that he didn't have to risk it himself, he could go back and take care of his own things, so he naturally nodded his head constantly.

Atai also agreed with this decision, two Dinari is not a small amount, and if you buy low-quality bread, you can fill at least two large boxes. I hadn't even eaten whole low-quality butter bread a few times, so how could I be so bold as to leave Dinari in it unattended?

After watching Gibson's figure disappear into the dark forest, Aaron glanced at Artai and carefully touched it to the southeast.

"Huh...... Huh...... Woo Woo ......"

Two boys, oh no, two men to be exact, because they were already full-fledged warriors, albeit just kids.

As the two of them slowly moved forward, there was a slight grinding sound in the dense forest. Even though they had tried to keep their steps as light as possible, the frosted sound still made them feel like they could have been a little lighter when the frosted sound got into their ears. After all, the white light in front of them had slowly changed from a sporadic white light to a palm-sized white light in their eyes as the distance and angle kept changing. No one knows what that light is coming from, and whether it will pose any threat to the two of them!

Holding back the awe in his heart, Atai followed behind Aaron step by step, and he didn't know when there was an arm-thick broken log in his hand. His throat seemed to become a little dry, and as the patterned white light grew larger and larger in his eyes, Artai only felt that his palms, forehead, and back top were oozing with sweat...... No, it's not sweat, it's definitely fog! Atai cheered himself up.

As for Aaron, as the distance continued to close, most of his awe had long been expelled by inexplicable excitement. Of course, he had an extra stone in his hand.

The dense forest was full of thorns, and the two of them groped for a long time by the moonlight before they touched it. When the two of them carefully pushed away the weeds that were taller than themselves in front of them, they were surprised to find that the white light in front of them was shining through a wooden stick stuck upside down in the mud. Apparently not a treasure of gold or silver, but an unknown magical object.

"Ah, what is this? It's so beautiful!" Seeing this magical thing for the first time, Aaron couldn't help but break the long silence.

Ah Tai was also attracted by the white light in front of him, and even Aaron's inquiry was directly filtered out. And the stick, which shone softer than the moonlight, was still unmoved by the two uninvited guests, and stood quietly in place. In this way, two people and a mysterious stick stood motionless in place, as if time had stood still!

After a long time, Aaron first shook his senses, turned his head and glanced at Atai, then gently stepped back from Atai, and asked in a low voice, "Hey man, do you know what this is?"

Ah Tai shook his head in confusion, but his expression remained somewhat wary of the mysterious stick in front of him. It seems that Daddy Mayne has put a lot of effort and expectations into his own boy.

"Sounds like even Uncle has never seen anything like this?" Aaron didn't forget to hook his nostrils with his little finger in his excitement. Well, it seems a bit ticklish.

"No, no, father, he's sure he'd seen such a thing, but he didn't tell me!" explained Atai hastily, his face flushed with a pig. There is a great deal of Arun who doesn't believe him, so he is in a hurry.

"Oh, maybe. Man, take it easy. Aaron grinned and quipped, "You say, will it be a problem if we pull this stick out of the ground?"

Soon, Aaron found that he should not ask Atai for advice if he encountered such problems in the future. Because although this big guy is brave when he fights, he doesn't have a lot of brains, and he doesn't have many ideas.

Under Atai's gaze, whose eyes were bigger than the copper bell, Atai first used a small stone to throw the stick five or six meters in front of him. There was a crisp snap, and the stick only shook slightly, but it did not make the expected movement that was harmful to humans and animals.

After the two imps who thought they were men looked at each other and nervously wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads, Aaron picked up a much larger stone again and smashed it hard. There was another snap, and the stone flew away diagonally by the rebound force of the stick, and the stick still only shook a few times and did not move. It's just that this time it's a little bigger than just now.

Needless to say, the stick that casts a soft white light must be harmless. With the current vision and experience of the two, it is a matter of course.

"Aaron, don't throw it away. This time, let me come!" After Ah Tai confirmed that it was harmless, Yi Bo Yuntian said to Aaron.

"What are you going to do?" Aaron didn't understand for a moment what Atai was trying to do. Before he threw the stone, he was even more scared than himself.

"You're here to watch, I'm going to go up and pull that stick out, hehe!" said Atai as he got up from the dirt pit where he was lying on his stomach and turned to Aaron beside his heels.

"Oh, be careful...... Oh damn it, you don't look stupid!" Aaron quickly realized something, and immediately laughed and scolded.

"Aha, man, look at me. With that, Ah Tai went straight to the mysterious stick.

Although I had thrown rocks twice just now to make sure that there was no magic trap or anything like that my dad had said, it was the first time that I was so close to an unknown affair and had to touch it personally. Obviously, this made Atai, who had always been arrogant, feel an inexplicable sense of oppression and awe.

I thought it would take a lot of effort to pull out the stick, but I didn't expect the stick, which was trembling slightly, to be pulled out so easily. As a result, Atai, who was too violent, fell to the ground on his back without paying attention, causing Alun behind him to laugh. Fortunately, the stick was tightly held in his hand and not broken.

"Hey Atai, show me!" At some point, Aaron had already come to the disgraced Atai and snatched the stick with one hand.

The treasure he got was snatched away before he could take a closer look, and Atai naturally refused, and when he was about to speak, suddenly, the white light emitted by the stick gradually dimmed, and finally faded without a trace. The small space that had been filled with soft white light was suddenly engulfed in darkness.

"Look, you've done a good job!" Atai rebuked angrily.

Alun couldn't help but roll his eyes, and retorted pretending to be nonchalant, "How can you blame me for this? ”

Angry, Atai stood up and snatched the stick back with one hand, sometimes shaking it a few times, sometimes putting it on the ground, and sometimes blowing a few breaths on the stick. But no matter how much he tried to figure it out, there was still not the slightest light shining through.

"Damn, this broken stick. With that, Atai threw the stick under his feet.

The two of them stood still, you look at me and I look at you, at a loss.

"Man, let's go back. It's too late, we haven't rested yet!" said Arte.

"Well, but let's take that back and give it to Master Officer. Maybe he knows what it is!" Aaron pointed to the small stick on the ground.

Atai nodded. It didn't take long for the jungle, which had been a little angry, to regain its calm, and it was almost impossible to hear anything other than the indulgent noise of the insects.

To the west of Osepia, the most important line of defense behind the fall of the Iron and Blood Fortress, about a hundred miles west of Aaron's camp, dozens of shadows thicker than night were rapidly approaching the camp under Jack's jurisdiction.

"Damn, one of our guard posts in Osebiab has lost contact!"