It was the sixth Sunday after the start of winter, and the crops had been harvested long before the first snow of winter, leaving only the threshing wheat stalks in tall round haystacks stacked on the edges of the fields. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

If you look at it from the air, you can see that these straw stacks are like a wall, tightly surrounding the village in the middle.

The real wall is made of hard bluestone, two meters high, which can block the frontal impact of the cavalry, and even on the inside of the heavy log gate at the entrance of the village, there are two towering arrow towers that are also made of logs, and there are people on them to warn them day and night.

This is the village of Fate, a powerful village not far from the basin where Trans is located, and although it is only three days away from Trans, the weather has returned from the warmth and humidity of the fiery land to the cold and dryness characteristic of the northern kingdom of Manchez.

Karl stood on the turret and looked into the distance with a simple telescope that he had been in his hand for some years, and the crystal lenses of the monocular were quickly stained with a blurry mist by the warm, damp palm.

He carefully lowered the binoculars, took out a ball of soft wool from his arms, and gently wiped the lenses. His movements were gentle and careful, which the entire village had bought from the alchemy shop in Trans with half a year's harvest, and there was nothing else in the village.

However, it was worth it, since the purchase of this telescope, the village has never been caught off guard against attacks by wild beasts and robbers, which has also made the village of Fateh a well-known safe area, and even the old man Terry, who was unable to marry a wife in the village, said that he was a young widow.

Soon, Carl wiped the fog off his lenses, closed one eye again, put the monocular on the stand, and began to sentry.

It's his job, and it's what he can rely on to get out of the farm and still be able to feed his three daughters.

It was as calm as ever, and according to the usual melody, Karl spun around his body to take in the ten miles around the village.

"This is Terry and his widow wife, it seems that the family has run out of food, and has gone out to dig wild vegetables. ”

"That's Carter and his daughter, it's so laid-back, they're fishing, I don't know how the harvest will be?"

"Why are Sally and Camille together? Oh, it looks like they just came back from hunting, what is behind Sally? What a big wild boar! It looks like I'm going to his house at night to buy knife meat, and I haven't opened meat for a long time... ”

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Whenever he saw the familiar figure of the villagers through the monoculars, Karl would smile on his somewhat thin and old face.

Soon, a layer of fog was once again applied to the crystal lenses, and Carl wiped them as usual before putting them on his eyes again.

"The Grey Mist Forest is still so green, hey, who is that?"

"Calant and Miloc, did they go hunting too?"

"Hey, what's behind them? Goblins! It's Goblins!"

"A lot of goblins!"

"Calant, Miloc, run, run!"

"No! ”

"Oh no! The goblins are coming towards the village!"

The sound of the bell, which had not been ringing for a long time, shook from the towering arrow tower, and the villagers who had been moving around the village immediately packed up their work and rushed back to the village as fast as possible.

Thick linen ropes creaked on the pulleys, and more than two dozen strong villagers pulled the heavy log gate up and shut. The old men, the women, and the children hid in the burrows that had been dug under the beds in the house, while all the adult men, with their hunting tools and all the tools they used for farming, waited behind the log gates.

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On the road again, there is a mysterious figure in Scott's team who never unravels his black cloak, and Saran also asks Scott curiously, and Scott responds with a silent smile.

Naturally, the clever Saran didn't bother anymore, the journey was still long, and there were still many places where he needed to rely on Scott, and he couldn't afford to offend the leader of the mercenary group who guarded his safety for the sake of a little secret to satisfy his curiosity.

And every night, the owner of the black cloak would live in a tent with Scott, and even members of the merchant group swore that they had heard a woman's moaning near the cloak, soft and seductive, and he had never heard such a beautiful voice.

Scott didn't clarify, just smiled mysteriously, and with his acquiescence, the rumors became more and more outrageous.

But just as the truth is in the hands of a few, the truth is known only to Scott and the Night Elf Kiana Moonshadow, who never unravels her cloak.

In fact, even though Scott was in the same tent as Kiana Moonshadow, nothing spectacular happened. Because after Scott studied with the old dwarf Thorion, and with the consent of Kiana Moonshadow, Scott signed an agreement with Chiana Moonshadow, a soul contract called the Eternal Alliance.

With the help of this contract, Kiana Lunaris was able to freely enter and exit the fortress with the consent of its lord, Scott, and was able to use the functions of the various buildings in the fortress.

In return, Kiana Moon Shadow becomes the hero of the Stronghold, and must obey and serve the Stronghold Lord to the extent that her abilities allow.

At the same time, after signing the Eternal Alliance's Soul Contract, Scott and Kiana Moon Shadow can each choose one of each other's skills as if they had been practicing for a long time.

Naturally, Kiana Moon Shadow chose Scott's only combat skill, Doom Strike, which gave her a stronger explosive power in her demonic form.

Scott, on the other hand, after careful consideration, chose the talent that all elves have, and he was naturally quick.

Talented, naturally fast, moves 20% faster in any environment and 50% faster in the forest, without tripping.

As for why not choose the most powerful skill of the demon hunter, demon transformation, it is because on the continent of Roland, demons are absolutely taboo, once Scott uses demon transformation, he will immediately become the public enemy of the entire continent, whether it is the paladins of the good gods, or the warriors who are loyal to each of the major kingdoms, they will flock to kill Scott.

Not choosing the Abyss Inferno, also for this reason.

Since removing the Hand of Darkness from the weapon rack, Scott has inherited the strong physique and strength beyond the limits of the sixth stronghold master, the orc Blake Han, but it also makes him faster than ordinary people a flaw that drags down his combat power.

Naturally fast, it can perfectly make up for this deficiency of Scott, and even make Scott a little faster than the cavalry.

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"In front of it is Fat Village, which is a basic trade route, although Fat Village does not have any special products, but because it is close to the Gray Fog Forest, you can eat fresh game. ”

"Every time I pass by, I buy a big fat wild boar, boil it in a big pot of broth, and sprinkle it with freshly picked wild vegetables, mushrooms and perilla leaves, not to mention how beautiful it is... ”

It was already a little hazy, and Saran was chattering in Scott's ear, and there seemed to be smoke curling in the distance. Scott's gaze swept slightly over Kiana Moonshadow, who was sitting on the roof of the caravan, her body swaying rhythmically as the vehicle moved forward.

In this state, Chiana Moon Shadow only has less than 20% of her combat power, because the projection on the roof of the car at the moment is only a projection derived from the soul contract, and her real soul and body are already in the fortress, using the function of the gladiatorial arena in the fortress, constantly fighting and improving herself.

And the soul fragments consumed in it are naturally paid for by Scotter.

The wheels of the caravan made a monotonous gurgling sound as the bighorn oxen pulled the cart, and in this sound the convoy drew closer and closer to the village of Fat, which Saran mouthed.

However, as the distance closed, the column of smoke became more and more, and Scotter's keen sense of smell smelled something unusual burning.

He jumped out of the caravan he was riding in, and his natural speed immediately came into play, distancing his speed from the speed of the convoy, and Kiana Moonshadow's projection was immediately awakened, jumping off the roof of the caravan and following behind Scott.

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"It seems that the village of Fat, which Saran said, is gone... ”

Looking at the ruins in front of him, Scott thought.

From the ruins in front of you, you can vaguely see the layout of the original village, which once surrounded the village, and the wheat straw stacks that were the first line of defense have been burned into gray ash heaps, and as the main force of defense, it can be vaguely seen that the once strong bluestone walls of Fate Village have also collapsed in many places, and can no longer play a role in defending.

As for the heavy log gate and the towering arrow tower, the charred charcoal at the moment is their final destination.

Walking into the ruins of the village, all the buildings in it have been burned down, and the farm tools all over the ground, and the faint black blood stains that are visible, indicate that both sides fought fiercely.

Scott bent down slightly, and in the wheat stalks and the ashes left over from the burning houses, he could clearly distinguish the identity of the attacker.

"Goblins... Great goblins... Bear goblins... ”

"With the traces of burning in the remnants of the gate, and the elemental energy that has not yet completely faded, it is clear that there is a goblin mage or goblin warlock in this group of goblins. ”

"And the footprints of a common goblin, large enough to make an ordinary goblin lie down, but resembling an ordinary goblin, is... Giant goblins!"

"There's a giant goblin!"

Stepping on the huge footprints under him, Scott slowly replayed the process of the destruction of Faten Village in his mind through the information he collected...