Ranger Karl sat on his knees, unfolding a paper bag on his knees, careful not to let the contents spill out. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info His movements are soothing and steady, with a special rhythm, even a hint of holiness.

After picking and searching with his fingers, he found the part that satisfied him, gently pinched it with his three fingers, and placed it on the reed leaf at his side. The wind had risen in the forest, and it was far from the hollow of the tree, which had been caught by the keen ranger. His hands were swift and swift hummingbirds, and he hurriedly rolled up the paper bag on his knees to avoid being stolen by the mischievous wind thief.

He then rolled up the reed leaves, rolled them into a tube, and held them in his mouth. A piece of wood with sparks on it approached, touched the far end of the reed, and immediately green smoke was rising. Carl squinted, his breathing slowed and deep, and the sorrow in his heart seemed to be alleviated as the smoke drifted through him.

The old dog hates the Ranger smoking the most, and every time it makes him itch his nose and runny nose. He shifted his body outward, lowering himself to the upper wind where the smoke could not blow. I have a few more years to live, but I don't dare to get too close to the toxin.

While the animal companions don't like their actions, Ranger Carl doesn't think smoking is too much of a problem. He is a minor smoker and very picky, and is particularly fond of a tobacco leaf called "fairy fireworks", which is produced in only one place in the world, and that is the Healthy Forest.

The Kangjian Forest covers a vast area and can shelter a large number of creatures, including a pygmy village. They have lived here long before humans and dwarven pioneers established the wooded villages, and have used various illusions to hide their location. They only communicate with the Jungle Ranger and a few trusted druids to get information from the outside world. Other times, they all live in isolation.

"If you don't get into trouble, it won't mess with you. This is a bit too presumptuous, but the gnomes have always taken it as an article of faith, and strictly guarded the secrecy of the village's location. Now the dwarf village has a population of 2,000 and is actually a big town, but to outsiders, the existence of the village is still a mystery.

"Fairy Fireworks" is a product of the dwarf village, and its main purpose is not to draw it, but to use it as a spell material to release some illusion spells.

"It's been a long time since I got it, it's been more than half a year. Carl gently exhaled a smoke ring, then coughed twice vigorously. "I will not look for you, and you will not come out. Wouldn't you really get bored of staying in that place all the time?"

"We have a lot of things to do, and naturally we don't get bored. "It was a dwarf who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, leaning against the ranger's python behind him. A large head, a small body, short limbs, round eyes, and three handfuls of goatees. "Mr. Ranger, the Elder asked me to assist you this time, but he didn't say anything about it. Can you tell me now?"

"There's some bad news coming out of Viper Cliff Castle, where some scavengers have seen strange black shadows. Aside from the fact that they exaggerated out of fear, I think their description of the Black Shadow is a lot like that of the Angry Minions. Carl took a sharp breath, sucking almost the entire reed into his lungs. Heavy smoke came out of his ears and eyes, and the gnome who saw this scene hurriedly covered the corners of his mouth with his fingers.

Clearing his throat, the dwarf barely restrained his impatience so that he could speak in a calm tone. "Is it still this trouble? Haven't the relics of the demon priest been found yet? It's been three hundred years since the destruction of Viper Cliff Fort, but in the past three hundred years, there will be angry servants from time to time. We'd love to know, when will this problem be completely resolved?"

"Your elders have also gone to Viper Cliff Castle to investigate, and they haven't been able to find the Mask of Evil?" Karl was a little impatient, and the dwarf's attitude made him unhappy. What happened between the missing Soru and the injured Mike, what happened to the bloodstains and a few lost weapons, why were a few small animals tragically poisoned, but the big white goose "sausage" was unharmed?

Yesterday he sent the python worm and asked it to go to the dwarf village with the letter for help. This afternoon, I just left for a while, patrolling the forest and stopping by to meet the returning python, only to find a mess at home. The clutter on the grass indicates that there had been a fierce battle here, but there were only traces of orc blood on the ground. Mike is just a novice in combat, and he shouldn't be Soru's opponent, so who hurt the orc, and where did he go?

"The Servants of Fury won't leave that area unless they accumulate a certain amount, so as long as they are eliminated early, it won't have much impact. I'll be going to Viper Cliff in two days to see how it's going, and now I'm in need of a Brilliant Gem Pendant. Karl held out his hand to the gnome, but the gnome didn't seem to understand.

"Brilliant Jewel Pendant, don't tell me you didn't bring that thing!" Karl's eyebrows furrowed, and he clenched his fists: "Only the protective evil and calm emotions of the pendant can restrain the influence of the angry servants, otherwise the danger there is too high!"

"Of course I brought the pendant, but this time it's different from the past, I'll take the pendant with you. The dwarf shook his head and said with a slight smile, "The elders believe that maybe only when the angry servants appear, the Evil Mask will be revealed. In the past, the practice of simply cleaning up angry minions was not a symptom of the problem, and the longer it dragged on, the greater the impact on our community. So this time I'll go with you. To introduce myself, I'm the best mage in the village, Grimes Mumu. ”

"It's different from the original agreement. The Jungle Ranger protects the healthy forest from evil, and the people who live here must provide timely assistance. ”

The dwarf raised his index finger and shook it: "I'm just helping?"

"The Brilliant Jewel Pendant is an aid, you will only do you a disservice!" Ranger Karl was unceremonious: "Your village has been closed for a long time, and you are all hiding and dodging with illusions, and no one has real combat experience. It's better to take you to the battlefield than to take the young man downstairs, at least he's big enough to attract the enemy's attention and cover me for a second or two. ”

"Hmph, Mr. Ranger, the current situation is where I am, where the pendant is. The dwarf was unceremonious, and had no intention of backing down: "I'll show you my powerful magical powers!"

The dwarf swung his fingers, and bits of dust slipped from his fingertips. After a graceful spell sounded, the gnome's figure became hazy like a mirage, and then faded away.

Dogmeat ran to the door, sniffed with his nose, and then vaguely pointed in the direction with his front paws, signaling that the gnome was hiding there. Karl shook his head, not ready to debunk the matter. So the old dog lowered his head and whined twice, and ploughed the ground with his paws, signaling that something was going on downstairs.

"What, that guy woke up?" Karl stood up, patted the dirt on his body, grabbed the vines next to the tree hole, and slid to the next level. He saw Zhao Mai waking up yawning, but the puppy was still sleeping soundly.

"Tell me what's going on. ”