The cold winter wind and snow wreaked havoc on the Garok Valley, but the valley was unaffected, and the warm spring light climbed into the clouds with the red sun, spreading the golden warmth of the earth with a soft sheet.

It was a shallow shoal not far from the goblin camp, and the sapphire peace of the inner lake was immersed in sleep, and the sun could not wake it up in the slightest.

At the other end of the inner lake, a long silver ribbon stretches upwards, connecting the snow-white peaks, and the pure snow water rushes up and down, breathing new life into the sapphire.

In addition to the flowing water, there were a few adventurers camping here, and it was the proposal of the maiden Shuang'er, and almost all of them agreed—except for one short fellow.

But after a night, even the naysayer put away his preconceptions that the refreshing smell was much more pleasant than the dung heap.

But the only thing that upset Rockne Greyblade was the attitude of these alien humans towards him, who actually tied the general's whole body into a rice dumpling and threw it into the lake like a dumpling!

Didn't they hear that Lao Tzu couldn't swim!

Wet clothes clinging to the skin, sweat secreting excess salt from his body, the goblin leader was scooped out of the water and thrown on a large rock by the lake.

The warm sun had already risen in the sky, and the light shone into his closed eyes, filling the darkness with light, and Locke rolled over grumblingly, but could not fall back asleep.

The goblin leader slowly opened his eyes, his eyelids swollen as if they were two layers of sausages—he glanced with some resentment at the sergeant not far away, if it weren't for their all-night shift, why would he have suffered the sin of sleeplessness......

Locke turned his head and glanced at the calm sapphire beside him, the image of splashing and rolling in the water flashed, and he pounded his lips with palpitations, allowing himself to lie flat on the stone.

There was a hard touch behind him, and he looked at the sun speechlessly—he was probably no different from a salted fish now......

There was a sparse sound beside him, and the goblin leader generously turned his gaze and pretended not to care about the actions of those alien humans - as a captive, the basic human right to see things should still be guaranteed, right?

But when he saw the other party's energetic expression, he subconsciously turned his gaze to other places, his face full of anger.

"Good morning, Rockne. "It was the blue-haired boy who greeted him—this was the culprit, and if it weren't for him, how would he have ended up in this situation.

"Hmph!" the goblin leader muffled, and he said that Uncle Ben was angry, and the consequences were serious.

"Oops, this salted fish tastes good. The blue-haired boy didn't care, and he smiled and showed his results to Locke—but how could Uncle Goblin, such a disciplined man, be tempted by such tasteless food?

Locke swallowed, his face a little hot—though the scales had long since blocked the green skin.

"Kabore!" called the girl from afar with a sleepy face, "I'm hungry, what can I eat!"

"It's coming!"

Locke stared at the young man's distant figure, his limbs twisting violently to retrieve the salted fish that was fading away, but he forgot the fact that his whole body was bound by ropes, and he rolled over and landed in a hurry, making a huge noise.

The sergeants were alarmed by the sound of the goblin leader, and Enleko and Fred looked at each other, and then the strong man strode over, his boots clattering against the pebbles, and the goblin leader faced the gravel, and he felt as if he were stepping on his own face.

Fred lifted the other man up, his chin that had not been cleaned for a long time was covered with messy black stubble, and he pulled the other person to his face with a black face.

"Boy, if you don't want to be treated with special entertainment, don't do too many tricks. The strong man's face was full of flesh, and every piece seemed to be able to be mobilized, "In addition to the basic imperial military position, I have other part-time jobs. ”

"What?"

"Slaughterhouser. ”

Locke, who was still struggling in mid-air, paused for a moment, looking at the other party's face full of beard, and confirming the credibility of his words in the goblin leader's heart.

These damn guys really didn't save me...... Locke thought sadly. After a long time, he sighed abruptly, and his body relaxed as if resigned.

Sure enough, is it still too reluctant to build a country with a goblin or something? The other party only had four people, and he defeated the goblins of more than 80 people in the entire camp...... Locke smiled self-deprecatingly, undeniably having the same short blood flowing through him.

Rockn's small gray eyes rolled in his sockets.

Master Ben, no, General Ben will take advantage of you for the time being...... Where you fall, you should get up...... Although you are all despicable invaders, it seems that you have a lot of experience in adventure, so let this general take a good look at what unique skills you have!

"I have a proposal...... "The goblin leader who has made up his mind immediately speaks, "don't you want to find your way back? I can be a guide...... Captives also have human rights!"

It's a pity that standing in front of him is Fred, a man who is called full of muscles by Enhleko......

"Fred......" Another sergeant walked over when he saw this, and the other man seemed much calmer and kinder, "What's wrong?" he discouraged the strong man's violent behavior.

"This goblin is full of lies, and I'm just teaching him that it's better to tell the truth than to lie. Listening to the strong man's speech, Locke burst into tears - although the plan in his heart did have some small actions, but he really didn't lie.

"Oh...... Education should pay attention to strategies and methods, Fred, it's not good to use violence blindly. Locke looked at the benefactor in front of him with swaying eyes, but the other party immediately followed up and made him feel like an ice cave, "If this guy is not honest, he will be thrown into the lake, why use his fists, how barbaric!"

The strong man pulled out a piece of black cloth out of nowhere, and the goblin leader watched as he shoved it into his mouth, and the smell of it made Lockne roll his eyes and almost pass out - he finally saw something more disgusting than the goblin body odor.

The power of the cloth is not limited to this, Lieutenant Enleko hurriedly took a few steps back, he looked at the strong man with a panicked expression, "Fred! How long have you not changed your socks!"

The strong man scratched his head, and he smiled shamefully, with a twist in his tone.

"After the Tavern......"