Chapter 121: Strange

Under the watchful eyes of the tattered soldiers on both sides, Richard stepped into the Goblin Basin with his two companions, oh, and a parrot. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

There is nothing to be done about these soldiers in tattered clothes, and their owners are not rich.

Fiefdoms can be sealed on the outskirts of the Misty Forest, either by long-ago feudal nobles (such as Baron Ferguson the Fat), or by tragic figures who are not reused in their respective countries or who have offended the high-ranking figures.

No city can be built on this land, nor can a stable and tall castle be built. His people are constantly threatened by various magical beasts, and from time to time a beast tide passes by his territory, and after that, it is in ruins.

It's not without opportunities here, you can hunt monsters and get magic cores. But that requires strong force support, and strong force requires N more money. But if you can't build a stable city here, you can't bring a safe and harmonious place to the people, and the income is very small.

So without money, you can't build a strong army. You can't build a strong arm, and you can't resist the tide of beasts. So, it's an endless loop.

And there are fierce high-level demonic beasts living in various mineral veins in this place, so these nobles can only stare at these resources in front of them and drool, but do nothing.

When they heard that the goblins were flowing out in large numbers, these small nobles close to the goblin basin united for the first time. Whether it is the old nobles here, the pro-Rhine League nobles, or the pro-vampire country nobles, they are all united.

Opened their old warehouse, and took out the tattered sets of leather armor and rusty swords. They were given 300 days a year to the "soldiers" who worked on the farms, and the remaining 60 days were given to the "soldiers" who stood guard in their respective small castles.

It can't be helped, those goblins can eat everything, they are completely land locusts. Although the individual is extremely weak, he is extremely vicious, willing to pay for anything, and has a strong sense of revenge.

As soon as it appeared, it brought endless trouble to the territories of these minor nobles, and their already modest wealth was reduced again......

Fortunately, there is now a knight who is serious, a knight who has been systematically trained and can attribute fighting spirit. He agrees to help the little nobles (actually Baron Ferguson) enter the Goblin Basin to see what is happening that makes the goblins flee like crazy from the land where they are lying down to eat and drink.

As for whether the knight can solve the problem after clarifying the matter, then I have to ask the gods who pass by to bless me.

Of course, if it can't be solved in the end, these poor little nobles still have to pull open the brick hidden in the corner of the study, and then take out the wealth they have accumulated for countless years to send a mission to the mercenary guild, or find a church to ask for a paladin or paladin.

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No matter what these little nobles had, our Richard was fooled in, oh no, Richard was going to make his way through the Goblin Basin. But now he has one more thing, to investigate the reason for the escape of these goblins.

In Richard's usual style, it was clear that he would waste most of his time investigating in the basin, which would certainly be more time than circumnavigating the basin. And that's not even counting what powerful beings might touch at the end.

The above is the complaint in Lilith's heart, she wrinkled a bitter melon face, followed Richard, and scolded as she walked: "Richard, big fool! Richard, big fool! Richard, you die!"

Richard ignored him and drove Xiaobai forward on his own.

And Simba the centaur doesn't matter, Daddy asked him to accompany Richard for a while, and he just left, as for the powerful existence that he may encounter?

And our Lord Barbossa stood on Richard's shoulder and said, "Wait a minute, what kind of dragon, big demon, Titan, don't make a move! Let me show you how powerful Lord Ben is!"

As the valley progressed, Richard and the others encountered more and more goblins. These goblins fled as if there were dragons, archdemons, and titans chasing them. Even when they saw Richard and the others, they ignored it and ran outside.

You must know that goblins are extremely intelligent in IQ, in addition to eating, they are eating, and when they see living and dead things, they will rush up and eat them regardless of their rank. How strange and unbelievable it is to resist instinct and run through both sides now.

Richard drew his sword, ready to slash down some normal goblins. Xiaobai, on the other hand, was very excited, and often goblins ran past it, and it immediately stepped on it with both hooves, and trampled these goblins alive.

Richard was also very helpless about Xiaobai's actions, and he really didn't know which two species Xiaobai was born from.

As the sky suddenly opened up, Richard and the others finally walked out of the valley, and the front was flat, and the knee-deep weeds drifted with the wind, like a sea of green.

However, the harmonious atmosphere was ruined by thick black smoke rising from afar.

Richard frowned, and raised his hand to cover his eyes to look in the direction of the black smoke, but it was too far away to detect anything.

Simba, the centaur, ran in front of Richard with his hooves outstretched, turned back to Richard and said, "Let's go, go over and see what the hell is going on?"

Simba the centaur was very excited, the meadow in this basin made him feel like he was back in the grassland, so he didn't really want to check it out, he just wanted to let go of the hooves and run.

Richard nodded at him and pulled the reins, and White Two followed closely behind Simba the centaur.

"Hey, hey, wait for me. Lilith shivered as she looked at the two who had gone away, and then at the goblins who were hiding in the grass and looking at her from time to time, and urged her mount to follow Richard and the others.

Getting closer and closer to the place where the black smoke was emitting, it should be a goblin tribe from a distance.

As I got closer to the tribe, I saw that the tribe should have been artificially burned, and a large number of goblin corpses appeared along the way.

Simba, the centaur, stopped his hooves, bowed over to examine the dead goblins, and after a while, said to Richard: "These goblins all died by the same technique, they were directly knocked to death by a blunt weapon, and this attack technique has a bit of a swordsmanship feeling. Well, it should be done by one person. ā€

"Human?" asked Richard, pinching his chin and shaved green beard.

"I don't know, it's supposed to be humanoid. Knows how to use weapons, and there is a trace of swordsmanship. Simba the centaur replied, looking up.