"Let's go!"

Three days had passed in the blink of an eye, and even after walking through the streets of Esputa, Ron had not found a weapon that suited him.

As for the others, Kane the Minotaur added some herbs, Hogg replaced the hammer head of the flail with a heavier and harder black iron, Milo the Halfling blew cowhide and mixed eating and drinking in the tavern for three days, and Golden Fang bought several first-level spell scrolls with double the money - although Golden Fang was a warlock, no one stipulated that a warlock could not learn spells, and could only wait for the bloodline to awaken automatically.

During this period, Ron watched the other companions exchange the perfect ruby that Arias had paid in advance for the equivalent currency, and he realized that not every perfect ruby contained pure life essence, and among the five rubies that Arias paid in advance, only one Ron got was also the first one that contained a strong life essence displayed in advance, and the others were just pure rubies.

"Gollum~"

After three days of rest, nourished by thick soybean meal, corn kernels and ale, the bantams were in good spirits, slightly fattered, and even pulling the heavy carriage felt relaxed.

"Meow~"

Lazily curled up on top of a carriage, his broken teeth purring in constant comfort, neither Ron nor Miró needed to reconnoiter ahead as he marched through the Viper Forest with the caravan.

So, Miro sat next to the gold fang, chatting with the kobold without a word, and from time to time tried to talk to the dreadful scales beside him, but all he got was a nasal "um".

Ron, on the other hand, leaned on the belly of his broken tooth, holding a miniature book and reading it with relish—although Ron didn't buy a weapon that suited him, he did buy a book that suited him.

The book is small, the size of an adult's thumb, and contains many stories about dragons and dragonborns in words the size of a fly's toe, and the name of the book is so large that Miró almost laughs out when he first sees it.

Because, this book is called [Flor's Compendium of Dragon Slaying].

............

"I didn't expect you to be able to buy this book, it's such a blessing. ”

"Flor, Am's famous bard, wrote many poems about dragons, but he wanted to be a dragon slayer most of all. ”

In the end, his dream was half accomplished, and the team he assembled found a black dragon and ...... Eaten......"

Obviously, Flor of Feren is not the same as Flor of Azeroth, and Feron's [Compendium of Dragon Slayers] does not have the magic to guide people, but Ron still sees it with relish.

And time passed as Ron absorbed the knowledge from the books little by little......

The distribution of the Viper Forest is irregular and long, and the trail that the caravan needs to cross is located in the narrowest part of the forest, but even if it does, the trail is close to sixty kilometers.

And walking through the forest is completely different from walking on flat ground, vines, poisonous snakes, and beasts, all of which make the caravan travel at less than half the speed of the flat land, and it takes the caravan two days to cross.

Luckily, at the middle of the trail through the Serpent Forest, there is a spring palace of the goddess of springs, which makes the night camp much safer.

"Pause forward!"

Layers of echoes rang out from the front of the procession, and the entire caravan slowly converged on the last flat ground before entering the Viper Forest.

The tall trees swayed in the cold wind, and even on a cold winter day, no dead leaves fell, and as the caravan slowly stopped, the sound of wings flapping could be faintly heard in Ron's ears.

Beneath Broken Tooth paused, snoring, and raised its head as well—apparently it heard the sound of wings flapping in the air, and turned its head to look in the direction from which the sound came from, and Ron was shocked to find that it was the entrance to the Viper Forest.

"It's the son of the Green Dragon Lord Lux!"

Miro's hearing was slightly worse than Ron's, and when he looked at the entrance to the forest, an emerald green figure had already flapped its relatively fat head and round body and appeared in front of the caravan, but it was a green dragon hatchling.

"Ah~!ah~!ah~!"

The young dragon, who could not yet speak, but whose intelligence was already equal to that of a human, roared loudly, and then slowly lowered his altitude and landed at the front of the caravan.

"This is the cost of this time, please smile!"

This is obviously not the first time that the little green dragon has done such a thing, the temporary leader of the caravan took out a small bag of [pearls], counted them one by one in front of the green dragon chicks, and then prepared to untie the dimensional bag around the little green dragon's neck - this is not the first time the caravan leader has done this.

However, this time it was obviously a bit unexpected by the caravan leader, and when he stretched out his hand, the little green dragon suddenly rose into the air, leaving his hands empty, and at the same time, the little green dragon used his short front paws to pull open the dimensional pocket on his chest and took out a rough note.

"This time I don't want money, I want a perfect ruby for the journey?"

The note fluttered in the wind and landed in front of the caravan leader, and Ron quietly rode to the front on Broken Tooth, just in time to see the message on the note.

Obviously, such a request made it difficult for the caravan leader.

Although in terms of value, the difference between a small bag of [pearls] and a perfect ruby is not big, and even the toll prepared by the caravan at the moment is even exceeded, but the green dragon does not want coins this time, he wants gems. But it's too late to get back to town, and one back and forth is enough to consume a whole day.

However, the caravan leader's nimble brain immediately thought of a solution.

"Is there a caravan with the perfect ruby?"

"Three thousand [Dan Tower] purchase!"

At this moment, the caravan leader began to shuttle between the small caravans, looking for gems, he hoped that this time there was a jeweler in the caravan to have a perfect ruby, and the little green dragon was suspended at the front of the caravan, watching the actions of the temporary caravan leader with curious eyes.

"Three thousand [Dan Tower]? A perfect ruby is only two thousand five hundred [Dan Tower]!"

Such a high price immediately caught Milo's attention, and he thought about it for a while, and finally couldn't resist the temptation of money, ran to the caravan leader, and completed the transaction - unlike Hogg, Kane, and the Golden Fang, Milo's ruby was not exchanged for money, but was always kept in the dimensional bag.

The caravan leader then took the ruby to pay the toll, while Miró comfortably put the rich gold coins into his dimensional bag and sat down next to the gold tooth again.

Ron, on the other hand, felt a little uneasy as he watched the little green dragon grab the ruby and return to the Viper Forest.