Immediately after Brownie's words, 10 goblins crawled out of the grass. Two of them were clad in leather armor and armed with swords and axes, while others were haphazardly armed with crude bows and daggers.

Both before and now, Griffith can easily destroy them.

"Good evening, Mr. Gothra," said Griffith, walking slowly forward, looking at Brownie, who he could kill with a single move, "for a minute, give me a reason not to kill you." ”

The goblins stared at the apprentice knight with a fierce glint on their faces.

"I know how to get out of this forest, please come with me," Gothra smiled, "anything else want to know?"

"How do you know?" Griffith tapped a sharp wooden gun at Brownie's throat, "What about the other goblins?"

"Before planning tonight's operation, the goblins have made a detailed survey of the edge of the Whispering Forest," Gothra walked unhurriedly past the midshipman, "My plan is not to capture or kill the students of Holmonwards, nor do I have any interest in exchanging hostages for wealth or status. ”

"Well," Griffith retracted his wooden spear and followed Gothra at a distance, "why is that?"

Gothra waved his hand, spreading the goblins that protected him around, and said casually as if he were chatting with a friend, "This decaying and corrupted forest holds many secret treasures, far more than the ones of Holmonwaltz.

"But it's full of dangerous mutated creatures, and it's impossible to explore them with goblins as assistants.

"For this reason, I thought of using your strength. Of course I can't ask you directly, I'll be treated as a madman and disposed of by Hormonwaltz.

"However, after introducing human warriors and mages into the forest through the previous method, coupled with the blood shed in battle, the mutated creatures in a large area of this area will be attracted to each other, and they will break out new killings for blood food. Then, the great professors arrived, and I think you must have seen their terrible thunderbolts and karmic fires. After this repeated cleaning, I was able to explore relatively safely. ”

"Even if the monsters in this forest have been weakened, it is impossible to explore with your strength, and any mutated creature will kill you. Griffith said.

"That's true. I have a team of escorts, and now there are only a few of them. The rest of the companions had all been killed not long ago," Gothra paused, turning to look at the tall midshipman, "make a deal, Mr. Trainee, I think you have a lot of reason and a sound brain." If you can protect me for a while, I'll show you how to get out. ”

Griffith stared into brownie's big eyes, "How can I make sure you're not lying to me? I can break the neck of your guard, and then I'll ask you how to go." ”

"Don't do that. It's not far away, and there's no loss in coming and seeing," Gothra gestured to a hill ahead, "The Lost Vault is there." Even without my guidance, you have to climb that mountain and look for directions. ”

Griffith thought about it, and felt that he really didn't have any other choice, so he followed Brownie towards the mountain not far away.

They hadn't gone far before a strong rancid smell appeared in the air.

Before Griffith could understand what it smelled like, a diminutive figure staggered out of the darkness ahead.

"Is this?" Gothra narrowed his eyes, trying to look ahead.

A goblin described as withered appears in the moonlight. Its body was wrinkled and twisted, half the size of a normal goblin, like a shriveled orange.

Instead of the usual greed, cruelty, and cunning, its eyes were cloudy.

"This was one of the guards I was killed," Gothra said to Griffith, "and there was some kind of monster hidden in the darkness that had made them what they were. It's already a walking corpse. ”

Griffith looked at Gothra and then at the shriveled goblin walking corpse, and didn't mean to make a move.

Without Gothra's orders, the guards jumped out of the surrounding goblins and pounced on them. They stabbed the walking corpses left and right with daggers in their hands.

At the moment when the dagger stabbed the walking corpse, the monster suddenly went berserk. It spread its withered arms and embraced a rushing goblin as if it were welcoming an old friend.

"Boom!"

The goblin who caught it immediately screamed. Their already thin bodies were as dry as walking corpses, and in the blink of an eye, they were reduced to a pile of bones.

Seeing this, Griffith and Gothrath took a step back in unison. Evil magical energy swirled in the air, sending shivers down the shoulders of every living creature present.

"Why, aren't you also monsters as twisted and chaotic as this walking corpse, what are you afraid of since you are of the same kind?" a voice like dry ice sounded from the darkness. Six black-robed humans slowly emerged from the darkness.

Professor Lourdes!

Griffey immediately saw the visitor's face. Why is the chief of the winter camp here, shouldn't he support the others? Great, finally safe.

"Woo!" the remaining goblins shouted in unison, lunging at the humans from all directions.

"Stop!" said Gothra and Loraldes at the same time. But the professor then added: "Don't kill them, I'm useful." ”

A black-robed man who followed Professor Lourdes stepped forward, and with a lightning bolt of his cloak, several snake-like shadows pounced on the incoming goblins, knocking them to the ground in the blink of an eye.

Centipede-like black shadows crawled along the goblins' hands and feet, binding them firmly. Tiny threads seemed to spread out of the shadows, easily piercing the goblins' skin, wriggling in their flesh.

A terrifying vein protruded from the flesh of the thread immediately protruded. The goblins struggled for a moment before giving up their resistance, standing up like puppets under the control of the shadows, watching Griffith and Gothra silently.

"Demon Hunter, did you come so quickly, have you been around for a long time?" Gothra sighed weakly and took off his hat as Professor Lourdes took off his hat, "I didn't expect you to be in trouble. ”

The High Mage of Holmonwarts waved his wand in disdain, and a black pattern immediately attached to Gothra's body: "Lead the way, lowly creature, take me to your master's vault where secrets are hidden." ”

Gothra turned obediently, and without making any resistance, headed for the dark peak.

"Professor," Griffith, who already had a chill down his spine, looked at the cold Professor Lordus, "thank you for your help, please tell me how to get out of this forest, I need to get back to Miss Lamore as soon as possible." ”

Instead of paying attention to the apprentice knight, Loaldes nodded to the witcher beside him, "Look at him, I suspect he's been contaminated by mutated creatures. As I explore the ruins, he must stay with me at all times. ”

The five witchers who were following Loraldes hesitated slightly, and the man who had just controlled the goblin raised his hand and motioned to the other two:

"Pera, Hank, check the Cadet Knight's gear. ”

Two young witchers, a man and a woman, were immediately ordered to surround them. The girl looked Griffith up and down, and the male witcher named Hank next to her collected all his weapons and handed them into the hands of their leader: "Captain Kalius, this is all his weapons. ”

"Wood-sharpened spears, daggers," Captain Kalius, the witcher captain, suddenly exclaimed, as he identified the weapons in his hand one by one, "Where did the corrupted holy weapon come from?"

Professor Lourdes swept Griffith's razor-sharp gaze over Griffith, his eyes as if to say—"Give me an explanation." ”

"This is the spoils of my battle to protect Miss Lamour, from a fallen Baron of the Blood," Griffithine said, "Miss Lamour can prove it for me. ”

"This weapon has a special effect of the Shadow attribute solidified on it, and it is a very powerful weapon, far superior to enchanted equipment," Kalius checked Feather Feather Fencing over and over again, "Corruption imprisons its original ability. If it could be purified, it would be a rare weapon. Pera, examine him carefully with an eye of forensics. ”

After saying this, the witcher Kalius took the feather fencing sword at his waist, and did not mean to return it to Griffith.

The girl, named Pella, immediately closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, a blue glow appeared in her left eye.

Several of the witchers present took a defensive stance together, and if Griffith became unusual, they would take immediate action. Hank, Pera, and Ravin make up a combination of shield-wielding guards, hunters, and ranged marksmen, while Kalius and Hakan's gear seems to be skewed towards spellcasters rather than melee.

This is a well-organized squad of witchers that can flexibly respond to many complex situations. They must have a mission on their part when they were following Lordus.

What is certain is that this mission is not to search and rescue Griffith.

Griffith felt the blue light penetrate him, and even his soul was scrutinizing it. He couldn't help but worry about the preservation of the extraordinary characteristics of the bloodline he had just acquired in his body, and whether the bone ring Minos would be detected.

"Nothing anomalous, Captain," Pera's strange eyes didn't reveal anything, "his mind was a little confused, as if he had just advanced from Sequence 9 to Sequence 8. ”

The majestic Loaldus swung his cloak, ignoring the people around him, and walked briskly towards the dark mountain peak alone.

"Let's go, Hank, and give him back the dagger. I'll keep this corrupted weapon," Kalius hurriedly followed in Lordez's footsteps, "We're going to hurry. ”