After a bloody battle of life and death side by side, the adventurers who were unfamiliar before began to be completely familiar.

But there was inevitably a touch of sadness in it, and the three Iron Shields and one Ranger Adventure Group member had turned into cold corpses.

But the wounded on the stretcher, including the nest bear, had already begun to drink and celebrate the aftermath of the catastrophe and the fact that they were about to receive a large reward.

That's how adventurers live, walking through the Land of the Shadow of Death, forgetting the sorrows of death, and celebrating the victory of the quest with gold.

On the way back, Loki curiously asked the Forester Captain if the Druid Apprentice had any prejudices against him.

Quan Feng said bluntly: "I know that the Brute Hammer Weapon Shop you run sells a crossbow made of steel, which is easy for adventurers of average strength to use. But for the animals of the forest, the steel crossbow is a terrible disaster, and even some poachers use it. ”

"I know it's not your fault, it's just the guy who took up arms and aimed at the animals. But after all, this has a very bad effect on the harmony of nature......"

What can Loki say, the two sides of things? How wide is the druid?

He was more mature in his heart, and he didn't say anything to justify, but just said something apologetic in a different way.

Izumi Feng's face was much better, after all, the half-elves showed unusual strength, and during the previous encounter with the orc scouts, they saved the lives of some members of the Forest Guardian Adventure Group in disguise.

He is the apprentice of the Druid Master, and little Fatuna will also become a Druid apprentice in the future, and if he doesn't think for himself, Loki doesn't need to offend the leader of the forest ranger's adventure.

When a group of adventurers who had returned from blood walked back to the adventure union, there was immediately a noisy cheer.

A person familiar with the Iron Shield Adventure Group commented, "It seems that there are a few fewer people than before the noon departure, and it seems that there has been a bloody battle. ”

"But these guys are in high spirits, did they save old Benson?"

The bald-headed old Morton, seeing the pale and bloodstained adventurers in the team, immediately said loudly: "Captain Benson, you have come back alive, you should really thank your companions......"

"Thanks to your luck, if it weren't for the Foresters, Loki and the Nest Bear, I would have been in the belly of the orc jackals......"

Loki walked at the back of the group, one end of the rope in his hand tightly tied to the orc's cracked bow, his fangs and mouth tightly gagged with a stinky crotchcloth.

"Look at that, half-elf, how could you bring back a living orc bandit?"

"That's Loki, a powerful crossbowman, does he want to sell orcs to slave traders, this stinky guy can't sell them......"

An adventurer dressed as a thief frowned and said, "You are all mistaken, it is not a stinky orc, but an orc soldier, look at the standard armor, is it an orc scout?"

"Orc scouts, this guy is scarier than the average professional. There was a cry of surprise from all around.

Old Morton walked to the side, "You captured this guy alive, orc scout, is this the guy who attacked your Iron Shield Adventure Group before?"

Captain Benson said a little weakly, "That's right, thanks to the assistance of Loki and the Ranger Adventure Party......"

Old Morton tore off the rags in the orc's mouth, and the orc scout immediately regained his hideous face, and the two canine teeth on his jaw roared violently: "Let go of me, insect-like adventurer without honor, let me kill you one-on-one......"

"Stupid guy. "The bald old morton just punched the orc soldier again.

"This is indeed an orc scout, yes, you can ask for some news, you can exchange a lot of money, and you can use it as a C-level task reward......"

Captain Benson said: "Okay, hurry up and finish the task, there are still people who need to go to treatment and rest......"

The distribution of their respective rewards has been negotiated by the adventurers in advance.

The living orc scout is owned by the half-elf, and he also has the rescue mission released by the iron shield before, which is a relatively generous reward when calculated together.

Old Morton said: "It's not a fixed quest reward, but it's definitely much more cost-effective than selling to slave traders, you can choose gold, or some skill materials or something, come here and have a look." ”

Loki followed Morton Sr. to a warehouse of the Adventure Guild, a tattered pile of shelves, and sorted into a number of different levels of rewards to choose from.

Hides, gems, weapons and armor, skill books, and even artworks, in short, are a mess of things that ordinary adventurers really can't tell how valuable they are.

Pretty gems?The half-elf shook his head, he wasn't too short of money at the moment.

Looking at the others, the weapons and armor here lack maintenance, and they are not as good as the things on the shelves of the Brute Hammer weapon store, and those few works of art that are not of value are not of much interest.

General basic skills, Loki will not be exchanged for task rewards, and Mr. Deyor, who was born as a gladiator, is eager to instill more skills in him, so at present, he does not lack channels for learning weapon skills.

There were also some adventurer's notes, but Old Morton stared at it, naturally he wouldn't let him look through it carefully, and Loki eventually found a sheepskin skill book.

"Potion Mania"?

Loki thought of the terrifying state of the orc scout's frenzy, and his strength and physique had greatly increased, if he hadn't shot the orc arm first and affected the opponent's strong bow shot, it was likely that the casualties would have been even more painful.

If the orc scout tactics were a little smarter, even, a few of the twenty-person adventure gang might not be able to come back alive.

Old Morton said, "Are you sure you chose this thing?"

Loki nodded, and picked up the sheepskin skill book.

Old Morton kindly reminded: "This C-rank reward is said to be related to the shaman apothecary of the barbarians, and many medicinal herb names have never even been heard of by me. It seems that you need at least one high-level pharmacist. ”

Generous mission rewards will be settled soon.

Including some of the injured and painful adventurers, they shook the gold coins in the bag, and they all showed satisfied smiles.

......

In the Shining Gold Tavern, it is when there are many people, and the atmosphere is noisy.

There were some nest bears of barbarian blood, who took a large sip of ale and bragged about it.

"I used that two-handed axe, and at the same time with the two orcs, I cut off the head of an orc, and with my fist, smashed the head of the gnoll into the cavity......"

Not to be outdone, the dwarf stump not only fought with him for wine, but also bragged about it.

"The dwarf's axe is stronger and sharper, and I swept and slashed the thigh bones of the three orc robbers, and the gnolls were so frightened that they peed their pants when they saw me......"

The half-elf had a glass of rum in front of him, drinking it quietly, enjoying the atmosphere of the tavern with an otherworldly atmosphere to celebrate the return of victory.

A female thief with a slender and plump body sat next to him, "Loki, thank you for saving me. ”

Quintina raised her glass, took a long sip of wine, and said, "I've heard from you, I've never seen such a special half-elf as you." ”

The half-elf smiled and said meaninglessly, "Yes, I don't see many brave female wanderers like you......"

Quintina's bright brown eyes glanced at him: "I don't know, do you want to ......"

A cup full of ale slammed on the table, interrupting the conversation between the two, and a lot of white hops splashed out of the glass.

The Nest Bear put down his glass and exclaimed, "Loki, I haven't invited you to drink yet, I said I'd invite you for a week's worth of ale, uh, it's a thank you from fellow adventurers, barbarians, to the half-elves......"