The sunlight filters through the forest, and the beams of light make it look so beautiful. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoOn the surface, it doesn't look like a place with berserk monsters, but the dangers that lurk deep never show on the surface.

Maffeo and Marcos walked through the forest, the sound of birds chirping and the wind blowing through the leaves. Not far away, a small stream flows slowly, providing a sweet source of water for thirsty passers-by.

"This really doesn't look like a place with berserk monsters. Maffeo looked around.

"Be careful, Maffeo, I think you know about what's going on here, right?" replied Marcos, holding a weed in his mouth.

"Of course, it's just that it's so peaceful. ”

"Danger is often hidden in tranquility, isn't it?"

"What do you think elves would look like?" said Maffeo, changing the subject.

"Maybe with pointy ears and a slender body, who knows?"

There was a rustling sound in the grass in front of them, and Marcos motioned for Maffeo to stop, who was a little nervous. Marcos' black pupils stared at the grass in front of him, and suddenly, three green-skinned monsters burst out of it, each holding a brown mace in his hand.

"It turned out to be just a few goblins. Marcos smiled disdainfully. "Come on, Maffeo, get rid of them. ”

"What?" said Maffeo, looking at Marcos in surprise.

"Don't be stunned, do you want to get your brains splashed?" Maffeo turned to look ahead, and one of the goblins rushing to the front was already smashing his mace at his head. Maffeo drew his greatsword to block the blow, and the goblin seemed a little annoyed, thinking that the human in front of him should have been smashed to pieces by his mace. Maffeo swung his greatsword sideways at the goblin, who was cut off by the greatsword before he could react. The two goblins in the back screamed, brandishing their maces, and rushed towards Maffeo together. Maffeo held his greatsword across his eyes, and the two wielded maces smashed right on the sword. Maffeo took advantage of the momentum to push the greatsword forward, and the two goblins were shaken back by the power generated by the greatsword. At this moment, Maffeo rushed to the goblin on his right with a broken step, and slashed off its head with a sword in his hand. The goblin on the left adjusted his body and threw another frustration at Maffeo. Maffeo dodged the attack slightly, and then stabbed the goblin through the body with a sword.

"Oh my God, I think it should be solved. Maffeo was already sweating profusely.

"Yes, it's good to be a first-time fighter. Marcos smiled and patted Maffeo on the shoulder.

"Really?" said Maffeo, gasping and looking at Marcos.

"You dealt with them so easily, they didn't even have the power to fight back. However, don't be too complacent, goblins are arguably the weakest monsters. ”

"Maybe, I'll have to learn from you on that. ”

"Don't worry, it's good when you get used to it. Now, it's time for us to move on. Marcos walked forward.

"Wait, what is our commission. Maffeo motioned for Marcos to stop.

"Are you kidding, Maffeo? You forgot the content of the commission you received?" Marcos looked at him helplessly.

"I think I'm a little nervous, you know, it's easy for me to forget things when I'm nervous. ”

"Oh my God, when will the lovely Maffeo grow up. Marcos looked up at the sky, as if to tell the gods about his troubles.

"Do you remember?"

"Kill the Minotaur, the big red one. Marcos pulled out the kettle and threw it at Maffeo. "Drink some water, you don't have to be so nervous. ”

Maffeo took the kettle and took a sip of it, and as expected, he choked, and Marcos shook his head and patted him on the back. "Sorry...... Marcos. Maffeo apologized to Marcos. "It doesn't matter. Marcos replied with a smile.

After a moment's pause, the two continued their walk deeper into the forest.

Carl was very depressed at this time, the revolver that Kelly gave him was the third time that it was stuck, looking at the few goblins in front of him, he reluctantly inserted the two revolvers back into his waist. The goblins saw Carl put away his weapon, and seemed to think that the humans in front of him had given up fighting, so they rushed towards Carl. Carl propped his hands on the ground and exerted force at his waist, spreading his legs in a figure-eight shape, and then spun 360 degrees and swept towards a swarm of goblins. The goblin who was kicked directly spat blood from his mouth and fell to the ground, and a beautiful Thomas spin instantly eliminated several goblins that rushed up. Karl stood up, patted the dust off his trench coat, and sighed. Although his physical skills have not regressed, it takes a lot of effort to solve the monsters along the way by relying on physical skills alone. Not to mention the Minotaur, his ultimate target, which Carl had never even seen, and whose mandate only described it as having two white horns and a yellow complexion. God knows if this monster will be able to be kicked to death by his own physical skills. Thinking of this, Karl couldn't help but show a hint of fatigue, he looked at the revolver on his waist, shook his head helplessly, and walked towards the depths of the forest.

Time always flies, and the sun has come to the middle of the sky, and it is already noon. Maffeo and Marcos were resting in the shade of a tree, and along the way Maffeo had dealt with a few more waves of goblins. Through these few small battles, Maffeo is basically familiar with combat, but he doesn't know what it will be like when facing stronger enemies, which is also a little worry for Marcos.

"Marcos, what was your first time fighting?" said Maffeo, holding a piece of sausage and stuffing it into his mouth.

"To be honest, the first time I fought, I was almost slashing, I was scared to death, you are much better than me. Marcos closed his eyes slightly.

"Really? You shouldn't be so embarrassed, right?" said Maffeo, who was a little incredulous.

"That's true, I was only 16 years old at the time, and I was really shocked to meet the monster, but luckily I managed to survive. God, I just remembered that when you said that, I am 22 years old, and it has been 6 years. ”

"Come to think of it, what was I doing then?" Maffeo muttered to himself.

"You were a naughty little troublemaker. Marcos threw a bunch of weeds at Maffeo.

"I don't think so. Maffeo threw the weeds back to Marcos.

"Every troublemaker says he's very good. ”

Maffeo shrugged helplessly, then threw another slice of sausage into his mouth. "How old are you, Maffeo?"

"God, as my best friend, you forgot how old I am, you hurt my heart so much. ”

"Okay, okay, I know, 20-year-old Maffeo kid. Marcos grinned and patted Maffeo on the head.

"You treacherous bastard, Marcos. Maffeo muttered.

The roar of the minotaur came from not far away, and the huge roar startled the birds in all directions, and Marcos stood up and looked in the direction where the sound came from, "I think we should be close, come on, let's go deal with that guy." ”

Maffeo took a sip of water, then stood up and patted the dust off his buttocks. The two walked in the direction of the voice.

Carl stood under a tree and observed the monster camp in front of him, where several goblins were roasting around a campfire. Carl didn't attack, thinking that there might be more than just a few goblins in the camp, and that there were probably monsters out of sight, as most of his vision was blocked by bushes. The roar of the minotaur was very close to Carl, and Carl wondered if the owner of the roar was the minotaur he was trying to kill. Anyway, let's deal with the monster in front of you first. Karl checked his revolver, and he had to make sure that at least one round of fire didn't jam. He plans to attack directly, and if there are hidden monsters, he will improvise when the time comes.

Karl raised one of his revolvers and aimed them at the goblins facing away from him around the campfire. Almost instantly, a projectile flew out of the chamber of the gun at high speed, and the bullet accurately exploded the goblin's head, and the bullet that came out of the head hit the eye of the other goblin who was standing in the same line as him. Seeing his companion suddenly fall in front of his eyes, the remaining goblins panicked. Just as they panicked, several more bullets flew over and burrowed into their heads.

Although the goblins around the campfire were all killed, Carl didn't rush out, he listened to the movement around him. A blue icicle flew from the left, and Carl sensed the danger and dodged it with a backflip. Carl looked over and found three blue goblins standing there, and Carl secretly said to himself: I didn't expect this creature to attack from a distance.

Carl raised his gun and aimed at the blue goblin standing on the far left, but just as he pulled the trigger, the gun in his hand jammed again. Carl cursed and quickly dodged the second round of icicles. "What a goddamn gun is this, Kelly, you really killed me. ”

Icicles splashed the bark on Carl's face, and Carl leaned against a relatively thick tree, using the tree as a cover, and Carl temporarily had a chance to fiddle with the revolver stuck in his hand. The three blue goblins were not stupid, and when they saw that Carl was not exposed, they moved towards a place where they could see Carl's body. Carl reloaded the ammo and prayed that this time he wouldn't jam again. He took a deep breath, and then leaned out and slapped a fan at the place where the three goblins were. At the same time, three goblins threw three icicles at Carl at the same time.

The three blue goblins had an extra bullet hole in their heads, and Carl quickly rolled to dodge the three icicles flying towards him after this round of ammunition, and he could almost feel the cold aura of the icicles. Carl sat on the ground, leaning back against the tree, and reluctantly took a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

"I think we've poked a hornet's nest. With his sword in both hands, Maffeo cautiously observed the sea of green skins in front of him. In front of the two of them, there were at least twenty greenskinned goblins.

"I think it's time for me to move my muscles, too. Marcus finished speaking, and slowly pulled out the black knife behind his back.