Seeing Aaron get out of the car, Eleanor, who was wearing a simple summer tweed milk white neoclassical dress, naturally wanted to join him, with a pair of snowy feet and a pair of deerskin boots at the door.

Ms. Silver Star gave Eleanor a lot of gorgeous and beautiful clothes, Miss Pastor originally resolutely refused, she didn't like to take other people's things, she herself is not a person with strong material desires, the great harvest of this adventure, Eleanor directly donated 2,000 gold lion coins to the Church of Our Lady of Silver, leaving only some change for backup.

Of course, Suren won't let Miss Priest donate in vain, I don't know if it's because he likes Aaron and causes love for Wu or rewards her piety, the Silver Lady blessed her Warhammer Moon Hand, and now this equipment is a rare sacred weapon.

However, Lady Silverstar then secretly said something to Eleanor, and Miss Priest's little face immediately turned red, and she secretly looked at Aaron for a few seconds, and decisively decided to accept Lady Silverstar's gift.

"You don't have to, Eleanor." Aaron held the hilt of the sword at his waist, and he was a little eager to try: "There is still a need for people here, please give us some blessings."

"Okay." Miss Priest also seemed to have become much more well-behaved, and with a flick of her small hand, the thick tome "Book of the Moon" hanging from her waist was opened, and a series of magic were blessed on Aaron and Samir.

"Blessing."

"Shield of Piety."

"Enhanced Attribute: Bear Tenacity!"

Three divine blessings were blessed on Aaron and Samir, and Eleanor nodded to them.

"Please follow me." The caravan leader of the Dragonthorn family said respectfully to Aaron and Samir.

The Dragonthorn family has always thought highly of themselves, and if Aaron and Samir were warriors, they would never have this attitude.

But they are spellcasters, and as mentioned earlier, spellcasters are too important for a team.

The caravan guards were almost exclusively warriors, and for cost savings and moving around the country's main roads, the Dragonthorns didn't seem to bother to hire even a Ranger Scout.

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The kids are small, the kids are smart, and the kids' brains are small and smart.

The trolls happily ate every child.

Trolls are big, trolls are stupid, but trolls are smarter than children!"

———— country nursery rhymes

Trolls are the most famous giants in the realm, these chaotic and evil creatures live in swamps, forests, wilderness, and mountains, these giant creatures can be up to 12 feet tall, but because they are always hunchbacked, walking with their hands and feet, they are generally about 8 feet tall, these large giants have ugly appearances, greasy hair, huge noses, sharp fangs, and a pair of long claws, they can break small and medium-sized trees with a single hug, and their teeth can penetrate ordinary armor.

And the most terrifying thing is that the constitution of trolls has approached the limit of mortal creatures, they can not only regenerate their severed limbs, but even the severed limbs can move and attack in a short period of time, and they will not stop their movements unless they have suffered the most serious injuries.

The most troublesome thing is that even if the head of these giants is cut off, there is a certain probability of regeneration, and many times adventurers think that it is dead, but it can always come back to life.

At the same time, the trolls can also perform a gastric vomit attack on enemies in a single battle! If you don't have a little preparation in advance, and you don't have a super physique that is hard enough to resist the stench of trolls, humans can even be fainted directly!

But that's not the deadliest thing, the deadliest thing is that trolls tend to live in groups.

A dozen trolls?

After thinking about it, the group felt that their heads were numb.

"What to do? Is it a chase, or a quick pass? Boss?" A guard immediately asked.

Although the guard gave a question, Aaron could clearly sense that the guards didn't want to fight.

However, the leader of the caravan escort was a little hesitant.

The stinky temper of the Dragon Thorn family has come out, this group of people has always regarded themselves very highly, very complacent, arrogant, ignoring ordinary people, and claiming to be a god family all day long, dragging them to the end.

But the influence of the Vander-Dragonshorn also has a positive part, sympathizing with the weak, despising the strong, despising the powerful, not caring about sacrificing interests for the sake of justice in his heart, always feeling that he is so strong and has a sense of responsibility for many things in the world, and feels that he is obliged to do something. ….

Pretend nothing happened and go straight through quickly? Leave the problem to the latecomers and let them face a bunch of trolls?

This kind of thing, as the leader of the caravan of the members of the Dragon Thorn family, he can't do it a little.

Aaron was also groaning, emotionally he should have made a move, but reason told him that it was the best option to rush back to Susar overnight at this time, there was no need to fight a non-essential battle, and there was no benefit to talk about.

A group of people were silent, but one person spoke.

"There aren't many enemies! Look at the footprints of six or seven!" Samir rubbed the soil on the ground again, and when he saw that the group was still hesitating, the harpist shouted directly, "Hit!

"There are so many of us, and two spellcasters, why don't we fight? If we don't get rid of these guys, will we let them do their jobs here? Is this still human? I'm a cock for you!" Samir burst into a foul mouth: "Is there a little realization? You're the Dragonthorn family! And you're the Purple Dragon Knight!"

"As a nobleman of the kingdom, don't you have a little shame?"

With this sentence, the caravan leader and Aaron's faces were a little uncomfortable.

Yes, if it's somewhere else, forget it, this is the territory of Cormier, the Dragon Thorn family is a local nobleman, and Aaron is also a purple dragon knight, so it's a bit unreasonable to pass by quietly when nothing happens.

However, Aaron thought to himself, no wonder the harpist was hated by many people in the kingdom, obviously a good organization, and was called a-stirring stick all day long.

Ignore the rules, morally kidnap, and do what you say.

"Are you going? If you don't go, I'll go!" After saying this, Samir had already opened his sleeves to reveal the leather armor inside his clothes, ready to dry: "I will lead the charge!"

"Wait, of course we'll go together." Caravan head

The eyes could only stop him, and looked at Aaron with an inquiring gaze.

"I'll go too, you send someone to inform you, let the caravan stay where it is for a while, and wait until we solve the trouble." Aaron ordered, "Be careful, take a big breath, watch for the smell in the air, and follow the footprints."

"Yes, you don't need to say more." The caravan leader pulled out a two-handed greatsword from behind him, he took a deep breath, and squeezed out a hideous smile: "It's time to move your muscles!"

A group of people, the caravan sent more than 20 guards, and counting the two spellcasters Aaron and Samir, it is already a considerable combat force, but Aaron always feels that Samir seems to have something around him, but if you look closely, you can't identify it.

Following the footprints, a group of people walked for ten minutes, chasing into a deep valley in the forest, with many stones in the valley, and a small stream passing through the edge of the valley, under the influence of the summer flood season, the river flowed in a hurry, and floated down from the upstream with stumps and broken arms, and bones.

"Prepare for battle!" Aaron and the others had already faintly heard the sound of firefighting in front of them.

Look closely, in the dark forest, a group of trolls are fighting several elves, at least 3 trolls have fallen, and 2 elves have been killed!

These elves are all gorgeously dressed, wearing very gorgeous armor, wearing golden crowns and feather helmets, there are red-haired and blonde-haired, but all of them are handsome men and beautiful women, and the spears, swords, and long *** in their hands are not ordinary when they reflect the light from the dark forest. ….

That looks like a sun elf?

Aaron and Samir looked at each other, confused.

Sun elves, also known as "golden elves" or "high elves", they are once the main upper level of the elven empire, and are the direct descendants of the high elves created by the elven god Corellon.

However, this is Cormier, as a former territory of the Elven Empire, Cormier still has many elf half-elves to settle here, and after the turbulent years, it seems that the Lord of the Dawn Loshanda and the Elven Lord God Corellon proposed to "recover" Komanso's Mister - Zhuono, so some of the Sun Elves returned to the continent, and passed through Cormier to replenish supplies here.

Located in the northeast of Cormier, the Great Forest of Comanso is a true "high-class area", where the once glorious Elven Comanso Empire is now in ruins, and there are countless abyssal demons and unspeakable evil creatures in it, even legendary adventurers can only protect themselves, and if they are not careful, they will overturn.

Several of the Sun Elves were somewhat unable to resist the trolls' attacks, and there was a clear lack of spellcasters among them, and they could only barely cope with the trolls with super hand-to-hand combat and extreme physique, and as time went on, they gradually became tired, while the trolls were in good spirits.

There is also a late-night snack in the middle of the night, which is a beautiful thing!

"Remember, at your current level, it's a joke to try to defeat the trolls in hand-to-hand combat." Aaron had already begun to arrange, "But trolls are not without their weaknesses, they are afraid of fire and strong acid."

"Prepare your shield, and be sure to get out of the way when you see the troll's neck start to tilt back, and if you really can't dodge, use the shield to block the troll's vomit!"

"Don't try to fight the trolls with their weapons, their big sticks can smash you into a mess, wait until the trolls attack, they are slow to react, and they won't be able to move for a few seconds after each attack."

"Understood." The expression on the caravan leader's face gradually changed to respect, and it was clear that the purple dragon knight had received a complete lesson.

"Samir, let's go." Aaron finally greeted the sorcerer, and he rushed over the stream, the sword of the dark moon in his hand reflecting the moonlight in the night.

At this time, the elves were already a little overwhelmed, an elf was swept around the neck by the troll's sharp claws, leaving four hideous wounds on the shoulder armor, helmet, and neck, blood sprayed everywhere, the sun elf fell to the ground and struggled in pain, he pushed forward the ground with his two legs, trying to pull his body back, his hands covering his neck, and a stream of bright red overflowed between his fingers

Blood.

"Stop! You monster in the swamp, garbage made of mud! Corellon curses you!"

The Sun Elf yelled in Elven language.

"How dare you? How dare you ????"

The troll apparently didn't understand what he was saying, it just raised its stick and slammed it down on the head of the day elf.

"Poof~"

With a muffled sound, the whole skull exploded!

At this time, only two Sun Elves were still fighting, and Aaron immediately flew up, he chanted the incantation, and a row of Chaos missiles was ready.

"Human." The leader of the elves may be the captain among them, for his crown is more ornate than the others, the robes on his body are more intricately patterned, and his broken cloak has a picture of the sun: "Cormiers, are you waste? So slow?"

"Why are you here for this?" The Captain of the Sun Elves yelled in dissatisfaction, "Hurry up! If you delay our sacred mission, I promise it won't end well! Wait for me to send a letter to your lady regent!"

Aaron: "............"

Except for Samir, who was preparing for magic in the distance, only Aaron could understand Elven language among those present.

Lord Viscount was speechless.

He didn't want to save the group of (actually, there were only two left) of the Sun Elves now, he just wanted to respect the fate of others.

But it was too late, and the troll noticed the appearance of Aaron and the others, and dragged a mace nearly two meters long towards him!.

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