Tracking is ongoing.

In Ronald's field of vision, the dwarf he was following did not deliberately accelerate, but only made its way to the shoreline without turning a corner. The few beasts they encountered along the way all whined and roared, but they did not dare to approach the strange old fellow.

The mountains are full of flowers, and they are purple and red.

The cool spring breeze brought the fragrance of flowers, and the two people in the mountains and forests had no intention of appreciating this spring-filled beauty.

Hiding in the distance, he could clearly see that Paladin's short back was a little rickety. Through the message from Irel, Ronald somewhat understood the guy's feelings.

There was no expression on his resolute face, just telling Irel to continue to follow. In this way, Ronald kept a distance of about three to five hundred meters from each other and followed Paladin for five days. He noticed that the dwarves hadn't eaten much food a few times along the way, but had only drunk some mountain spring water, and the speed was gradually increasing.

Of course, as a high-level martial artist, it's normal to not eat for a few days.

However, when he saw that the dwarve's speed was significantly faster today, it made Ronald mutter. At first, he thought he had been discovered. Strangely, he saw that the dwarf only increased his speed, and he never looked back, and he didn't show any other unusual behavior.

"Is there anything out of the ordinary?" he immediately asked Irel out of caution.

The momentum he exuded changed, and his eyes were much sharper. ”

"Got it, you go ahead. ”

Judging from Elirell's return, Ronald seems to be a dwarf's mindset that has changed from hesitation to determination. At this time, the two are gradually approaching the coastline.

The gentle sea breeze with a slightly fishy smell sends the waves into the embrace of the beach.

Phew.

The joyful white spray and a few small crabs broke the quiet atmosphere.

The dwarves who walked along the coastline lingered for a moment by the sea. His gaze was not to admire the sea under his nose, but to look at the end of the sea.

Ronald didn't follow any further, he hid in the woods and watched the movement on the beach. It wasn't long before he could see the dwarf take another step and walk briskly toward a small port.

After another half an hour of walking, the blue sky changed to a dull night.

According to Irel's report, Paladin changed his decadent expression. And he himself noticed that the guy was beginning to bow down, cautiously touching the tavern at night.

In the dark night, finally some stars couldn't bear the loneliness and emerged, scattering a little starlight.

Ronald raised his head slightly, and looked at the two moontops above his head.

"Where is he now?" With the special stealth ability of the little goblin, he didn't rush down, but calmly asked Irel who was flying above the dwarf.

"Lying on the roof of the tavern. ”

"Yes. Ronald narrowed his eyes, looked out, and soon saw the dwarf's figure: "Notify me if there is any movement." ”

Midnight falls......

Ronald also lay on the cold sand, looking up at the starry sky—the crimson moon glowing red, unwilling to succumb to the silver moon. The North Star, which also shines there, dominates a starry sky on the horizon.

"Someone's coming!"

Hearing the debriefing in his head, Ronald immediately jumped up alertly, lying behind the reef and looking out over the tavern. A low, noisy sound reached his eardrums, but it was indistinctly indistinct due to the distance. However, thanks to the darkness of the night overhead, Ronald found that it was a caravan of nearly 100 people. The caravan guards, on the other hand, were doing their job in an orderly manner - pulling the large wagons to the harbor and lifting the straw for cover.

He was astonished to find that under the straw were rows of iron cages, with some hay in them, and the haystacks were full of unconscious lions and slaves! The sleeping slaves were crowded in the iron cages, all of them tightly bound by ropes, their mouths covered with strips of cloth, and there was not a single strand of their bodies!

It seems that Grandon's intelligence is correct...... That Paladin, should also be......

He frowned and continued to observe.

Bang, the door of the tavern was violently pushed open, and several figures hurriedly walked out of it, and after a whispered conversation, they walked towards the port.

"Those are the ones who procured these slaves. The goblin answered Ronald's doubts in a timely manner: "I didn't negotiate the price, just chatted casually, and it seemed very familiar." ”

"You look at the dwarves. ”

At the same time as the order was given, Ronald deflected his gaze and focused on the dark harbor.

The mast of a medium-sized cargo ship, began to raise the sails. Then, after a few low shouts, a group of half-naked sailors began to descend the bridge. Ronald saw that they were busy going back and forth at a hurried pace, and soon the bridge was padded with rolling logs. After all this was done, the sailors began to tie the iron cage with twine, and together with the caravan guards, they struggled to pull the iron cage up to the deck.

It was quiet all the time.

Aside from the gurgling sound of the logs as they moved, there was only the occasional muffled trumpet.

"Hey, hey. ”

As time passed, the starry sky became darker.

The curtain of the night slowly fell, leaving only the North Star alone with a starlight, and the sky suddenly turned white, and the sails on the mast fluttered in the wind, making the sound of hunting, as if a little impatient.

At this time, the sailors in the field of vision were finally done, wiping sweat and holding cigarette holders. Ronald silently counted, and fifty large iron cages were pulled up the deck, in addition to many large wooden crates.

"What is that guy doing now?"

"Half an hour ago, I crept into the cabin, and now I'm hiding in a cabin full of debris. At the same time, Irel expressed her dissatisfaction: "There are so many stinky things, it smells bad to death!"

"Yes. ”

Ronald, who had already touched the port near the port at night, responded lightly, and was also preparing to sneak into the cargo ship. However, until the ship was at anchor, the sailors stayed on the side of the ship to blow the wind, and he could not find a suitable opportunity.

"Let's go, let's go, don't be sluggish. ”

Ronald, who was hiding in another small boat, heard a gloomy cry in his ears. He followed the prestige and saw that it was Humpty Dumpty who was urging his men.

"Lord Pande, please get in the car. ”

The caravan guards seemed accustomed to this tone, and a few of the guards laughed as they led Humpty Dumpty towards the caravan's carriage.

Faintly, Ronald heard the guy named Pande mutter, "Oh my God, I can finally get that damn jazz proof now, this is really a hard job......

The sound of wheels clattering on the gravel path gradually began to dissipate. And the cargo ship, laden with wild beasts and slaves, also began to anchor and set sail.

"What's the matter, aren't you here yet?"

Hearing the urging in his spiritual consciousness, Ronald responded with a smile: "The distance between us is still close, don't worry." The cat was in the boat, and waited for half an hour.

It wasn't until the ship began to sail that Ronald jumped from his inconspicuous side and began to dive over. Alerted by the goblin, he managed to emerge from the stern of the ship and climbed into the cabin through the iron anchor.

Under Elier's guidance, he also found a remote place to hide. He rummaged through the barrels beside him, and the cabin he was in was where fresh water and food were stored—barrels of water and rum, and brown bread, pickles, jerky, and salted fish.

The smell of dried meat and salted fish was so strong that even Ronald couldn't help but stir his nose.

"I'll just say, it stinks here. The dwarves, it stinks!"

"Alright, don't complain, you go to that cabin to keep watch. At the same time as the command was given within the spiritual consciousness, the door of the cabin clicked.

The invisible goblin, with a light half turn, flew out quickly from the side of the sailor with a meaty face.

"Damn, there are so many more slave girls, and we won't be divided into a few to have fun, and we will be sent there anyway......," the sailor grumbled, but immediately stopped the second half of his words with amusement, and glanced back warily.

"Damn it!"

After another whispered curse, he picked up a bucket of water mixed with beer and walked out of the cabin.

Smack!

The light dimmed again.

Ronald looked thoughtful, recalling the sailor's unfinished words. Just now he saw a hint of horror in the sailor's fierce face. This kind of expression, appearing on the face of such a ferocious person, can tell some questions.

Was that Rhodes that brutal? Or was it something else?

Thinking back to the guy he had met and hunted the three-headed dogs of hell together, Ronald couldn't imagine that the upright and strong blonde knight would suddenly change his surname.

Looking at Paladin like that, I don't understand why. Well, this secret, I'm afraid only Rod himself knows......

Ronald's eyes narrowed slightly, and he rubbed the small scar on his sideburns.

Rub and rub.

Suddenly there was a rush of footsteps above his head.

"Pigs, it's time to eat!"

Wow!

The sound of pouring water reached his eardrums. Tick-tock, with the sound seeping into the cabin, were a few droplets.

Just poured that bucket of water like that?

Ronald reached out and took some droplets, sniffed them, and found that there was no smell of alcohol.

Just when he was a little confused, he heard someone shouting, "Don't sleep like a dead pig!

Wow, wow.

After a few sounds, he heard the low roar of the lions and the frightened cries of the slaves. A small hole not far above his head had also begun to ooze some slimy paste, emitting a pungent rancid smell.

"Eat, eat, do you want to starve to death?" The arrogant shouting continued, and the guy who made the sound was still laughing: "Bill, look at the way those pigs grab food, it's really the same as pigs arching the ground!"

A burst of laughter came out unscrupulously: "Hahaha!"

"Don't forget it later, take another flush with water!"

"I said Bill, how about washing the water on the deck?"

"Haha!

Iraire's grumbling, "The dwarves stink!", immediately entered his thoughts. (To be continued.) )