"Good evening, my friend," a voice suddenly sounded, startling Griffith again, "Greetings Minos! Can you get Minos closer?"

It's you...... Scared the hell out of me.

Griffith nodded, and took a few steps towards the mountain monster's corpse. Bursts of illusory aura surged, as if something had been absorbed into the bone ring.

"Very good, the peculiar essentia has allowed Minos to regain more strength, I hope it will help you in the near future," Minos absorbed for a while and then his voice came again, "Your vital signs and mental state are abnormal, Minos recommends turning to rest and treatment as soon as possible." Until then, though, you can search for the corpses and lairs of the mountain monsters. ”

"What's there?" asked Griffith, "the mountain monster was smuggled in from outside, and the lair must have been built not long ago." ”

Minos said: "These creatures like to collect powerful objects to make ugly ornaments, which are easy to carry, and maybe they have nothing to lose when they are always hidden by their side." ”

Griffith relieved himself and gathered his weapons and searched. There was nothing left by Root's side, and he didn't dare touch the terrifying two-faced human skin, but just picked up his two-handed greatsword and held it in his hand.

"Well, does the monster have essenic matter?" asked Griffith.

"No essentia detectable to absorb," Minos replied, "and other human corpses were found at the scene, but there were no life essences to absorb. The corpse has not been precipitated with extraordinary properties and does not need to be collected. ”

Nine normal people? well, maybe eight normal people and a monster? Griffith was unbelievable. In that case, the only way to do this is to leave their bodies to the school for channeling and seeing how many clues can be found.

The mountain monster's lair was not difficult to find, and along the way Griffith found some broken corpses of hired men, but he could not count the nine, most likely crushed or devoured during the battle.

The crepes of the mountain monsters were scattered around a burrow, but the burrow was relatively neat. Griffith searched for a while, but found only some hay and rocks.

"There, in the ground on the right rear, dig up the dirt there. Minos reminded.

Following the direction of the reminder, Griffith found a small piece of smooth black sharp corner under a stone. When his fingers touched, a pale blue glow appeared on the sharp corners.

"This is the most valuable part of the horns of the legendary Brute Bull that inhabits the depths of the swamp," Minos said, "and this mountain monster once lived near the Great Swamp in the East, and obtained this trophy after fighting a powerful Sequence 6 bull. ”

"What's the use?" asked Griffith, playing with the black horn, as he walked out.

Minos said, "The Brute Bull is a very dangerous creature, and in the face of its extraordinary strength, even Beamon and the dragon are afraid of it.

"They are the pets of the Grim Reaper, and through their extraordinary properties gathered in the horns, they can gain the power of death, with a certain chance of inflicting the effects of a deadly blow known as the 'Eye of Death'.

"Mountain monsters like to collect valuable parts of their prey, and make them into necklaces or ornaments. The unwilling and angry soul of the bull remains on this fragment of horns, waiting for a chance for revenge. When the mountain monster was severely damaged, the spirit of the wild bull violently devoured it, revealing the scene you just saw. However, the blow had exhausted the Eye of Death's extraordinary properties, and the torn spirit of the mountain monster returned to its lair, mixing with the remnants of the bull to form a unique seal.

"You can activate this item with mental power, and the power of the mountain monster will be infused into your body, and the next attack will deal double damage. The terrifying aura of the mountain monster will leave weak creatures with nowhere to hide, giving your next attack a must-hit effect. ”

Such an extraordinary item combines increased hit and attack, which can be said to be very powerful. Griffith couldn't help but exclaim, "So, is there any price?"

Minos replied: "

"Originally, there were. The ferocity and resentment of the brute bull hovered over this fragment at all times, waiting for the wielder's debilitating opportunity to retaliate, which was extremely sinister. However, its wish has been granted, and it is unable to manifest the terrible power, but the negative effects are no longer in effect.

"After using the mountain monster's great power, the power in the horns needs to wait an hour to regather, and it cannot be used continuously. ”

Griffith excitedly put away the artifact, which could be called a hair, and hurried outside. The joy of harvest diluted some of the physical and mental exhaustion, and made his steps brisk.

"Wait a minute," Minos suddenly said as he was about to leave the thorn cage, "you forgot something important. ”

"What?"

"Aren't you concocting a potion that slows down?

"Collect some mountain monster snot, it's a rare ingredient, dig into it a little more. ”

“......”

Shocked by Griffith's report, the Holmon Watts professors hurried to the scene to search the scene and send Griffith back to his dormitory to sleep.

It will take some time for the results of the psychic and search to come out, and hopefully some clues about the mountain monsters and the hired workers will be found.

Griffith went to the bathroom and cleaned himself up. After a long-lost battle, he felt inexplicably refreshed, as if he had released his long-suppressed nature. If someone comes to find fault now, he's happy to fight again.

Next spring, Griffiths is scheduled to make an assault on Sequence 8 and become an official extraordinary. The training he received since he was a child and the fighting on the battlefield allowed him to accumulate a lot of experience in the path of the lawbreaker, and after today's battle, he had an urge to try, as if one hand could already touch the threshold of the promotion.

He wiped off the water, shook off his hair, put on a thin coat and walked out of the bathroom. The potion materials he lacked should have been able to collect all the potions he lacked, and he would be able to concoct several bottles of potions in a few days.

As soon as he stepped out of the bathroom, Griffith saw Galadia leaning against the pillars of the corridor, tilting her head to look at the bright moon in the night sky. She wore a slim-fitting pale green dress with a short skirt that exposed her slender and smooth legs, and her long black hair fluttered gently in the evening breeze.

The silver moonlight sprinkled on her delicate side face, as if it was intoxicating when the two first met.

"Hmm~ you're out?" the elf noticed the footsteps and turned his head slightly, "Do you know you almost died?

Griffith smiled and shook his head, and came to her, "I'm amazing." ”

The two of them looked into each other's eyes like this, quietly able to hear each other's breathing and heartbeats. Galadia's gaze slowly crossed the bridge of Griffith's nose and lips, resting on his open chest.

For a moment, Griffith suddenly realized that he was so close to the elf that he could wrap his arms around her waist and hold her in his arms as long as he reached out, and his lips were just right.

Galadia raised her head, looked into his eyes, and took a half step back: "Why are you taking a shower so slowly? I've been standing here for a while, and a few people have come to say some nasty things to me~"

"Someone is harassing you?" asked Griffith.

"A little, but don't worry about it," Garradia walked lightly towards the dormitory, "these noble sons who have nothing to aspire to are just pursuing sensual pleasures, and approaching me is a puzzle piece in the journey of girls of all races, and it makes me uncomfortable to think about." I'm going to find a chance to beat them up!"

Humanoid races...... And this kind of experience! Griffith never thought there would be such a pursuit. There are trolls, orcs, giants, centaurs, fishmen and other creatures in the female humanoid race, some of the trolls are good-looking, orcs are also counted, and the rest ...... That's exciting, isn't it?

"Hey, don't mess your head!" Galadia reached for Griffith's back and pinched him hard, "By the way, what are you doing in the Whispering Forest?"

"Collect, some potion materials," Griffith grinned in pain, "You know, that potions notebook reveals some potion recipes that I can master, which is pretty good." ”

"Ah~That~" Galadia stroked the long hair in her ear lightly, "Although you are not a spellcaster, your resistance and will are also high, and your inspiration is relatively low, and it is not easy to hear or see the hidden existence, but you will always deal with those dangerous things one day, sooner or later." ”

"What will happen then?"

"First of all, your inspiration will make you aware of dangerous information, which will bring unheard-of mystery and terror that will destroy your will," Galadia retracted her arms and hugged them to her chest, "If your will is not strong enough and your reason cannot bear to know, it will be terrible! A blow to your sanity in a short period of time will plunge you into a temporary madness, and there is still a possibility of saving, if your sanity has collapsed to a certain extent, you have only two options." ”

"Which two?"

"Death or madness, I told you," Galadia glared at Griffith reproachfully, "don't take it too seriously, in this case, it's your luck to die." Falling into eternal madness is the most terrible torture for you and your relatives and friends, when you are not you, but a puppet of some will. ”