The bear goblin's bloodthirsty effect was over, and he began to feel his body weaken slightly, and the hand holding the mace began to tremble, and it wisely withdrew its hand, not letting Byron and them see the clue. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Sam held the short sword, looking eager to try, but he was frightened by the power of the bear goblin just now, and he didn't dare to move.

Byron whispered as he tossed the wool out of his hand, and the bear goblin narrowed his pupils and placed the mace on his chest.

Extravagations mimicked the indistinct conversations of several goblins outside the cavern.

"Sanmi, really, kill, Dick?"

"Really, grab the knife and wait for us to rush in. ”

"Afraid, Dick, bad. ”

Then there was the sound of footsteps on the stony ground, and Byron sneered: "Great Lord Dick, it seems that you can eat bear goblin meat today." ”

Sam's face changed slightly, why is Sanmi here, obviously it should be there...... In the end, he still forced out one word: "Yes." Then his eyes kept looking at the mouth of the cave.

"Bugs, great Lord Dick will use your bones to build a throne!" the bear goblin roared in a low voice, but the huge paws of his feet slowly moved back.

The footsteps at the entrance of the cave became clearer and clearer, and Byron knew that he could not wait any longer, and said, "Up"

Sam immediately rushed over, Dick swept over with his mace, Sam rushed too fast and hit him head-on, he blocked it with his short sword, and after a crisp blow, Sam flew out upside down and rolled on the ground a few times, bracing himself to get up. Byron held his palm to the bear goblin, and a low chant echoed through the closed cavern, and mysterious power seemed to gather.

The great Lord Dick felt the cold hairs on his body stand on end, and he remembered that the longer the wizard chanted the incantation, the more powerful it became.

The evil smile on the young man's face made its heart stop even more, and then it beat violently. So it no longer hesitated, and threw the huge mace in its hand at Byron, who was pretending to "cast a spell", and did not look at the result, but turned and jumped into the tunnel.

Byron slammed to the ground, the heavy hammer grazing his scalp and slamming into the inner wall of the cavern. He wiped his cold sweat and got up from the ground.

The miserable howl of the bear goblin was heard in the tunnel, and a loud noise came from the mouth of the tunnel. Sam rushes to the flue to prevent the bear goblin from climbing up.

Byron looked at the two points of experience that had risen in the experience pool, and breathed a sigh of relief, finally dead. However, why is this bear goblin so afraid of himself, no, it should be - afraid of the mage, has it suffered a big loss at the hands of the mage before?

The captain of the garrison fell to the ground weakly, and the bear goblin could have tried to attack him, and it was not without a chance of victory. Anyway, this guy is useless, the young man looked Sam up and down, wondering if he had relied on his connections to get into the captaincy.

Byron picked up the nearly extinguished torch on the ground, and Sam casually threw the torch on the ground in order to attack the bear goblin. If he hadn't found an opportunity to put up the torches, the two of them would have been killed by the bear goblins in the darkness by now.

The young man couldn't wait to rummage through the goods piled up in the corner, and soon found the piece of metal.

It is a palm-sized layer of silvery-white metal, with fine, smooth lines on the surface, which looks more like the natural lines of some kind of creature. In the interlayer, there is also a period of regular arrangement of delicate and fine parts.

Byron sighed, looking a little distracted, it was a wall......

He rummaged left and right, his backpack wasn't here, and he didn't have his clothes.

"Sam, the torches are going out. He immediately urged.

"Put this on. Sam ripped a flag from the cargo piled up in the corner and threw it at Byron.

Byron wrapped it around himself, but Sam himself was naked. The young man walked under the bear goblin's "bed" and pulled out a sheepskin. An eye-lit eye lit up as he picked it up and threw the hide to Sam.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

"Let's go. Byron walked towards the entrance of the cave with his torch.

Sam looked at the young man with his back to him, the smile on his face faded, and he quickly pulled out a badge from the cargo and slipped it into the hide.

The two of them quickly passed the wooden bridge over the dark river along the winding cave, and Byron ran as fast as he could, and the gushing torrent could completely drown the two of them again. However, three meters is still a good word, or they only have one reservoir. Smoothly came to the entrance of the cave. Three meters with a dozen goblins are waiting for them here.

When those goblins saw Byron and Sam approaching, they instantly started to make noise, and Sanmi scolded him seriously on the side, but was slapped on the head by his companions around him. It scuffled with the goblin, and Byron was stunned.

"Let's run first, Sanmi doesn't seem to have much say in the group......"

Sam nodded approvingly.

The two were chased by these goblins and fled into the jungle in embarrassment.

Byron wrapped himself in the flag, yawned deeply, and asked, "The Baron should reward me, right?"

"It depends on whether Sanmi can hold the goods. Sam glanced at the money-hungry adventurer.

It wasn't until the horizon lit up that the closed gates of Vic's town appeared in front of them, and the soldiers standing guard didn't know where to hide.

This is also exactly what Sam wants, and he has no clue who exactly colluded with the arrogant bear goblin.

Sam also secretly asked Byron if he had any spells to change a person's appearance, and of course, he repeatedly emphasized that it was a temporary change.

"No, if you have makeup, I'm still a little sure you'll get a makeover. Byron looked meaningfully at the captain of the guard.

"What do women do?" Sam frowned, as if he didn't understand what those things were for. Byron knew from the look on his face that this guy didn't believe it at all. I hadn't seen a mortal who was so powerful at the "Transfiguration Technique", he shook his head.

The town of Vík is one such town: dozens of rustic wooden houses are built haphazardly behind a 6-metre-high fence. The uneven walls were built with regular large stones polished by stonemasons, with only a few tamped mud between the stones as a binder. Inevitably, there were some bumps or grooves in the stone walls that could be climbed, so it was especially important to be safe at night - the two of them climbed the walls with ease......

At the battlements on the other side of the wall, there was a soldier with his back to them, admiring the town immersed in the night.

Byron immediately recognized the other party by his figure, he remembered this young man named Allen, he liked to lean against the city gate, slightly raise his chin, and look down on the people who came in and out condescendingly with the posture of looking at the inferior.

Byron flipped over the battlement and landed gently on the ground. Of course, he has no shoes to wear now, and he can only land gently, otherwise he should hold his feet and cry bitterly.

Sam tiptoed to the back of the soldier and covered the young man's mouth and nose before he realized that he had been attacked. Before he could make a move, Sam tied him in his arms with his other hand. It has to be said that the tall body type occupies a certain advantage in some aspects.

"Alan, don't be noisy. It's me, Sam. ”

The young man immediately stopped writhing, but tried to turn his head, but Sam's hand was too strong for him to succeed.

"Listen to me, Alan. Wait for me to let go, don't scream, otherwise, it will ruin the good things of Lord Lord, and you will have a hard time in the future. Sam said with a sneer.

The young man named Alan quickly nodded.

Sam turned him around, and then little by little withdrew the force from his hand, and Alan immediately grew his mouth and gulped for fresh air. When he was relieved, the young man raised his head and said excitedly while panting, "Captain Sam, you're finally back!"

Byron glanced at Sam, but he didn't expect him to be so popular that he still had fans. Sam frowned, Alan was the kind of person who didn't fit in very well, and Sam didn't give him a good look in the guard.

Realizing that the situation was wrong, he immediately asked, "What happened?"

"Harvey, they're getting together with the gangsters of Friends of Fortune and we're messing up the whole town. And ......" The young guard member glanced at Sam weakly, and continued, "Harvey is the captain, and he still wants you all over town. ”

"How could Harvey ......" Sam kept silent, not believing that the young man who had been giggling after him all day could do this.

Sam's face sank and he asked, "What about the Baron, he won't ignore such a situation, will he?"

Alan was stunned for a moment, and thought to himself: Aren't you helping the lord do things? Why did you ask me instead? But he still subconsciously replied, "The lord seems to have been seriously ill recently, and he has been staying in the manor. Then, as if remembering something, he whispered, "It seems that the group of guards also has an unclear relationship with those hooligans, and it has spread from below. ”

Byron glanced at the white horizon on the horizon, and knew that it would be completely bright if he let these two guys talk about it, so he interrupted: "It's going to be dawn, Sam, let's go first, well, his house, and then talk slowly." ”

Sam and Byron focused their eyes on the young man, he nodded hurriedly, and hurried the two of them into town, as for standing guard, who cared about that kind of thing.

Alan's family lives on the east side of the town, near the outskirts of the town. The low wooden houses are built on a small grassy plot, the old wooden walls are covered with ivy, the roses that grow along the fence hang down the branches, and the pink flowers bloom with the last life of late summer.

The young man quickly opened the small wooden door, and several people rushed in through the narrow black walnut door. Soon the two learned the general situation in the town - the Lord was seriously ill, the town's armed forces were in collusion with the gangs of hooligans, and the whole town was worried.

Yesterday there was also a big incident: the bully of Friends of Fortune went to the blacksmith shop to repair weapons, and suddenly he became interested in raping the blacksmith's wife. After being rightfully resisted, both the blacksmith and his child were chopped into minced meat, and the woman was nowhere to be found.

In such a remote town, such a terrifying event happened, and the lord should have stepped forward to appease the people immediately, but unfortunately, the personal guards in the manor suppressed the matter. Some of the inhabitants were already planning to go out and hide until the Baron was cured.

Sam touched his chin, Friends of Fortune was just a joke between a group of gamblers at first, and in the end more and more hooligans joined in, but what they did was nothing more than debt collection and fraud.

Of course, he also kills, but he only dares to hide in a dark corner and go under the knife. Now he has dared to blatantly commit such an inhumane crime. Obviously, there is a reason behind them that gives them the courage to do so.

Unfortunately, Alan didn't know.

Sam looked at Byron and asked, "What do you think should be done?"

Byron pondered for a moment and asked, "Is the lord still useful?"

The two people on the other side were stunned, and Byron quickly changed his way: "I mean, if the lord wakes up, will anyone still listen to him?"

Sam and Alan thought for a moment, and both shook their heads, the baron had been hollowed out. Sure enough, Byron looked at Sam again: "Do you have anyone you can fully trust?"

The captain's face turned red and he was embarrassed. At last he glared at Byron in annoyance, shook his head, and then remembered something, and his glittering gaze fell on the young man.

"This young ...... Yes, soldier. Byron remembered that he was younger than the other party, so he had to change his name: "He can't fully believe it yet, maybe as soon as he turns around, we will be sold." ”

"You, you're revenge! Captain, I'm definitely not Harvey's man. Alan blushed, the damn adventurer.

Byron smiled: "So, now." He glanced at the young man with a wicked smile, and finally said to Sam, "How about you watch him and let me go out and see what is going on?"

"Captain. The young man shouted anxiously, as if he wanted him to administer justice.

However, the result was destined to disappoint him, and Sam nodded.

"Captain, don't you believe me?"

Sam was embarrassed to look the young man in the eye, and then said, "It's not a question of whether you believe it or not, at this time, we have to make sure that there will be no surprises, understand?"

The young man snorted and sat down on the wooden stool, apparently not deceived by Sam's clumsy words.

Byron didn't bother to pay attention to these two guys, and took care of himself and changed into the clothes that young people usually wear, and a pair of eyes kept falling on him, to be precise, on the clothes.

The soldiers of these garrisons were only marginally better off than the farmers in linen clothes. In more remote areas, poor farmers have spent their entire lives wearing a set of tagged trousers that reach their knees and are covered in patches.

In addition to the standard uniform of the garrison that Allen was wearing, there was only such a set of linen clothes left, and it was robbed by Byron, a thief.

Byron pulled up his trouser legs, which were a bit long for him. As soon as he raised his head, he saw Alan looking at him with disdain, and almost wrote two mocking words on his face: dwarf.

The three of them sat together for a while discussing the details, and Sam told Byron some secrets that he didn't know, after all, Byron was a foreigner and didn't know much about something. The young Alan elaborated on some of his recent experiences.

Time flickered by, and the road outside was bustling, and Sam nodded to Byron, signaling that the time was up.

Byron pulled the wooden door open a crack, observed it for a moment, and then walked out.

The cabin fell silent, Sam turned around, and the smile on his face faded, "Alan, is the Knight of Colin still in town?"

Alan was stunned for a moment and nodded.

There are many dirt paths in the town of Vic, but they eventually converge on a rammed dirt main road that leads to the gentle slope to the east, where there is a manor, Lord Arnold's residence.

Byron walked straight towards the Explorers Guild, where a few children were playing around a tree, and when they saw the young man from a distance, they immediately gathered around. Byron had no time to pay attention to them at this time, and the bear children followed Byron to the door of the Explorer Guild until they were scared away by the bearded uncle who came out to pour wastewater.

They yelled: "Uncle Strange Beard comes out and pulls, run." Then they dispersed, and they ran away, and even the little girl who tripped and fell on the ground and cried, and then remembered the story of Uncle Strange Beard's favorite to eat children, and quickly got up, and ran away while wiping her tears.

This bearded guy is an official employee of the Explorer Guild stationed in Vic Town. He snorted and glanced at Byron with displeasure - this guy was spreading rumors among children that his "strange bearded uncle" ate children.

The halls of the Explorers' Guild are constructed of solid stone walls and wooden pitched roofs. Next to the gate, a wooden bulletin board was nailed to it, which read in lingua franca: "Bounty - Graveyard Skeletons! The proclamation was stamped with the town's seal and an illegible signature.