Stiff corpses were scattered around the village, motionless.

"They've lost their vitality," Galadia leaned over and watched carefully for a moment, "I don't feel the surge of power and magic. ”

......

These monsters that have risen from the dead have completely lost their lives.

The terrified villagers did not examine the horrific scene in the village in horror until the village chief struck a gong to call them out of their homes.

Griffith's eyes were dark, and he took off his helmet and rested against a corner.

During last night's battle, he found that the goblins whose heads had been cut off had not come back to life, and had fallen to the ground as they were. As soon as the morning dawned, he insisted on chopping hundreds of heads with his own hands and piling them on a small car.

He was hit in the forehead by a stone during the battle, and despite his armor, his head was broken and bleeding. Half of his face was covered in dried blood, and his right hand, right chest, and shoulder were covered in wounds, and although the double armor blocked the deadly attack, it still left him with dense wounds and bruises.

"Don't move, I'll see!" Garradia checked around to make sure there were no new enemies, and then came to the apprentice knight's side, helped him untie the torn leather armor, and then removed the chain mail and looked at his wounds carefully, "I'll put some medicine on you, don't move." ”

The elf took out a green ointment and applied it to Griffith's wound. A pleasant chill came, and as soon as Griffith wanted to praise him, the wound immediately turned into a burning pain.

"Ahh

"Who told you that?he lied to you~ Your leather armor is about to shatter," Galadia's fingers slowly ran over the side of the trainee knight's wounds, "You are really covered in bruises...... Obviously wearing two layers of armor, there are still so many bruises and wounds. ”

"Armor isn't everything, I've heard that a magic shield can achieve total defense," Griffith felt his slender cold hand wander over his body, and his whole body became a little embarrassed, "Are you going to search their lair next?"

"Well, the number of goblins guarding the lair should be greatly reduced. And they are not brainless livestock. After being forced into such a bloody battle, when the survivors flee back to their lair with the news, many will flee from the original group. Galadia looked at the strong flesh, "The lines are good, it would be better if there weren't so many wounds." Hurry up and get dressed. ”

"Look, look!" suddenly resounded with the excited shouts of the militia on the earthen wall at the head of the village.

An armed contingent came from a distant road. They consisted of dozens of civilians armed with spears and wooden shields, and a samurai in leather armor was at the head of the procession.

The village chief rushed over as soon as he saw this team, shook the hand of the samurai who led the team, and said excitedly, "But I can look forward to you." ”

"What's going on in the village, where are the monsters?" the samurai who led the team looked at the large blood stains on the ground in the village, quite surprised, "We were attacked by some goblins last night, and several people were injured. ”

"I was driven away, and a lot of people died in the village. In the end, thanks to these two!" The village chief brought the samurai to Griffith and Galadia. More than two hundred goblin heads were piled up not far from the two of them, and the samurai and militiamen were horrified.

"I'm the captain of the Izmir militia, a samurai of the Aydin family, are you a soldier of the Eastern Legion? ”

Galadia nodded lightly to the samurai, then patted Griffith on the shoulder and turned to the hut on the side, "I'm going to rest for a while, let me know when you leave." ”

......

A few hours later, Griffith and Galadia left Manisa Village and headed for the hills, following a few dozen militiamen. In suspicious condition, Ulan was locked up in a house by the villagers and cared for by a trainee nun.

Galadia has mastered the location of the Goblin Lair, but she can find it even if you don't have everyone.

A handful of goblins escaped from the village during last night's battle, spurring blood trails from the village to the depths of the woods. After entering the forest, you can still see the corpses of one or two goblins who have been seriously injured and died from time to time. The footsteps and blood trails were dense, and it looked like the creatures didn't flee when they fled.

"They're still organized," Griffith said, grim-faced, "have you noticed? ”

"We eliminated their shamans in last night's battle," Galadia said as a chasseur, checking for goblins' traps along the way, "and in this case they will still move towards the nest in a group, indicating that there are other superior species there." ”

"Goblin warriors?" said the samurai who led the militia, "I've heard from the instructor that this is a very strong goblin, so be careful if you encounter it. But that doesn't make sense, shouldn't you have such combat power to put into last night's battle and let the shaman stay in the lair?"

"Yes......" Galadia tilted her head in confusion, "but it's even stranger that there won't be two shamans in one lair." By habit, goblins don't really care about treasures and nests. ”

Griffith thought for a moment and said, "This is another way of saying that the goblins are targeting you. Outside of the plan to besiege the village, it was not ruled out that you would go directly to the lair, so some of the forces were left behind. ”

The elf's gaze fluctuated, and he was silent and did not speak.

After walking for a while, the militia captain remembered something and asked the two, "I heard that some adventurers received the mission before I left, how are they doing?"

Griffith gave a brief account of the Adventure Squad. After last night's events, Ulan was detained in the village, where she was cared for by a trainee nun. The remains of their companions have also been collected, awaiting investigation by the local mages and authorities.

After hearing this, the militia captain only sighed softly, and there was nothing to say.

The fighters of the Eastern Front lasted for five whole years. In the eastern provinces, which are closest to the battlefield, citizens who refuse military or conscription are disqualified from inheritance and public office. Healthy young people of school age who do not want to be drafted into the army and throw themselves into the meat grinder-like Eastern Front have no choice but to flee their homeland and become adventurers.

Adventurers, on the other hand, will be tasked with varying levels of difficulty, depending on their strength, ranging from exterminating giant rats in the sewers to driving away monsters that attack the village.

The difficulty of the task is actually difficult to assess. The official body that issued the quest could only describe the power of the monster based on the reports of villagers and merchants. It also happens from time to time that adventurer squads suffer casualties in battle.

When the adventurers returned to the town with their dead and wounded companions and intelligence, the authorities would understand what they were facing, and accordingly send out militia or apply for support from the regular army.

"Your world is really dangerous~" During the break, Galadia sat under a big tree, looked at the tired militia and said, "The novice of the human race has only received a few years of combat training, and he starts fighting without sufficient knowledge and equipment, and he can't run fast after encountering an opponent who is difficult to defeat. ”

"Hmm. Griffith nodded.

"That is, there are many of you, otherwise you would have been extinct long ago if you queued up like this," the elf girl gently rubbed her ankles, "I don't value my life too much." ”

"If they don't become adventurers, most of them will only be farmers or auxiliaries in the army," said Griffith, checking his equipment, "and we have been at war in the East for several years, and this area is close to the front line, the main source of supplies and auxiliaries, and the locals are very difficult to pay taxes and make ends meet from the fruits of the land." Adventurers are dangerous, but the bounties they get can buy a lot of good things in the place. ”

"You know what you look like~ Have you ever considered being an adventurer?" Garadia hugged her slender legs, rested her head on her knees, and looked at the apprentice knight beside her.

"I am the second son of a feudal knight who owns a domain, and although I have no right of inheritance, I also attended a state school and received systematic combat training," Griffith shook his head, "When I was twelve, the army conscripted me into the free junior non-commissioned officer school, and at the age of fifteen I was sent into battle as a shotoral, or the Young Guard. ”

"Hmm~" Galadia nodded, "I know that if there is no one in the family for a generation to serve the kingdom and the army, the entire family will be stripped of their fiefs and titles, which are taxes that are not paid in monetary form. What's it called in Terran?"

Griffith tilted his head back, leaned against the trunk of the tree, and whispered:

"Blood tax. ”