Chapter 112: The Green Dragon and the Giant

Just when Wayne thought that the villagers of Lower Valen Village would be obedient, the middle-aged strong man who had just been grabbed by him with one hand suddenly stood up and shouted:

"Bastard, who do you think you are? If you hit someone as soon as you come in, why should we listen to you? ”

"Today, even if you kill me, I won't do what you say."

As he spoke, he also made a look of generosity and righteousness, which seemed a little funny.

Hearing this, seeing the strong man's unconvinced look, Wayne was suddenly a little shocked, could it be that Weilun's Diao Min is so backbone now, didn't he see the three of them fully armed and looking very capable of fighting? Dare to resist?

This kind of appearance of not being afraid of power made him a little admired.

He turned his head to look at the village chief Jeff, wanting to see if he would also join in the resistance, if that was the case, Wayne really didn't bother to care about the lives of these people.

Seeing Wayne looking over, the old village chief's face was a little embarrassed, and he immediately asked a few people around him to drag the middle-aged strong man to other places, and said in a somewhat embarrassed tone:

"Don't mind, sir, this man's parents attended a banquet on Balder Hill when he was a child, and when they came back, they left him down and left on their own."

"He broke his brain later because he didn't have parents to take care of him, and although it looks normal now, he always does some very strange things."

The banquet on Balder Mountain, no wonder, was a cannibalistic banquet for the ladies of the forest, and none of the mortals who participated survived.

Seeing that the village chief Jeff still understood the matter, Wayne still pretended to frown and said loudly:

"We are only out of chivalry to help you, if you are not willing to cooperate, I will not force you, and I will take people away now."

Jeff hurriedly waved his hand and saluted, beckoned some young men in the village, and asked them to keep up with George's pace and go back to the village to move things.

"No, no, no, thank you very much for your help, my lord, we will do what you instruct."

These refugees, both old and young, because of the haste of evacuation, the supplies they brought with them were extremely scarce, and they didn't even have a few serious weapons, and they didn't know when this matter would end, how could they refuse the help of a group of soldiers who seemed to be very strong.

After about two hours, the sun had risen in mid-sky, and the cold air of the early morning had dissipated a lot because of the appearance of the sun.

George brought back a lot of supplies from the village with the young villagers, and finally relieved the urgent needs of these refugees.

However, according to him, many houses in the village have been burned to the ground, and even if the disaster passes, some villagers who have lost their houses will have a difficult life.

However, this kind of thing happens every year, in every kingdom and everywhere, because of wars, natural disasters, man-made disasters, or monster attacks, there will always be civilian people displaced and miserable deaths.

They're just witchers, not kings or lords, and they can't manage so many things, and they don't want to.

While waiting for Borch, Wayne and George began to sort through the elven manuscripts that had been found.

They soon discovered that the manuscripts were of a different age than they had imagined, and that if the ruins were thousands of years old, many of the contents of the manuscripts were only a few hundred years old.

Although it was only a cursory view, the contents of the manuscript were quite chaotic, with forging drawings, potion recipes, and some recorded historical secrets and magical knowledge, not like some elven legacy, but like the private collection of some human magician.

Just like the blueprint of the Griffin School set that George found, it is very likely that this thing was left behind when the Griffon School headquarters, the Keel Siren Fortress, was attacked, but I don't know how it ended up here.

Moreover, according to the humid environment of the swamp, without the protection of magic, it is impossible for these books, which rely on special paper to survive, for thousands of years without decay.

After some discussion, the two speculated that this elven relic should be a secret stronghold or a secret laboratory of some magician.

These manuscripts were the private collection of the mage, who died in an accident decades ago, and with his death and loss of magical protection, the ruins were as free for mortals to come and go as they are now.

As a spoils of the operation, Wayne decided that he would keep the manuscript himself, while George could copy or transcribe a few copies and share the gain.

Of course, as the owner of the money, Wayne is not a stingy person, he took out a hundred Oron and gave it to Jeff, the village chief of Lower Valen, so that he could arrange some compensation and distribute it to the villagers.

The reason why more coins were not given was not only because the wealth could not be exposed, which could easily arouse the greed of others, but most importantly, the manuscripts did not belong to the villagers of Nizhny Valen in the first place, and they even wanted to use these books as firewood, and a hundred Oren was enough to burn firewood in their village for a year.

If you meet some ruthless masters, you may not only not give money, but also kill all these villagers.

Including the village chief Jeff and the other villagers, they were not very knowledgeable people, and they were very happy and even grateful to Dade when they saw someone exchange a hundred Oron for these waste papers that could only be used as firewood for them.

He offered to give a lot of straw ropes for binding, and helped Wayne pack all these manuscripts.

After waiting for about an hour, when the villagers of Lower Valen Village had begun to light a fire and cook in the ruins, Wayne heard a familiar dragon chant from outside the ruins.

This is the cry of the golden dragon Borch.

The other villagers trembled with fear at the dragon's groan, and Wayne winked at George and walked out of the underground ruins with him.

As soon as he walked out of the underground ruins, before he saw the figure of the golden dragon, Borch had already transmitted the voice to the ears of the two of them with a telepathic technique.

"I've found the green dragon, in a valley a few dozen miles away, but something isn't quite right."

"I'll take you with me to see it."

After saying this, Borch's golden figure poked out from behind the large rock on the side.

Wayne did not hesitate, and immediately climbed onto the back of the golden dragon with George, and flew into the sky with a violent flapping of wings.

And in the course of the flight, Borch also began to tell in more detail about the information he had detected.

It turned out that after Borch left the underground ruins, he immediately transformed into a golden dragon, looking for traces of the green dragon in the swamp in the air.

For a while, however, nothing was found, but the effort paid off, and after hours of persistent searching, he heard the sound of fighting in a valley.

When he flew over, he happened to see a green dragon besieged by many monsters in the valley, and besieging it was a group of human-faced demon birds that nested in the valley.

However, the strange thing is that it stands to reason that a strong dragon clan is not afraid of these small monsters that are small in size and can't even break through the dragon's skin defense with their claws, but this green dragon behaves quite abnormally when it is besieged.

As if blind, many of the attacks fell into the air, and when faced with a siege, there was no choice to flee, just a stupid passive defense, which seemed very strange.

But even so, Borch did not act rashly, but immediately flew back to the ruins to find Wayne and George to discuss the matter together.

For such a result, neither the experienced George nor the fledgling Wayne could not be sure what happened, so they could only decide to fly to the place of the incident first, and wait to see the actual situation before making a judgment.

Borch's flight speed was very fast, and after determining the direction of the target, it only took the two of them about twenty minutes to reach the valley he mentioned.

By this time, however, the situation in the valley was very different from what Borch had said.

It was a green dragon about ten meters long, and although it was smaller than Borch's golden dragon, it was much stronger than his wife Mirgatabrek, and judging by its physical characteristics, it should be a male green dragon.

Most of the human-faced demon birds besieging the green dragon had already been killed or wounded, and only seven or eight relatively strong demon birds were left around the green dragon, making some aerial disturbances from time to time.

The green dragon's enemy at this time was replaced by a gray giant who was six meters tall, ugly-looking, and wearing unknown bone armor.

The giant held a huge wooden stick polished from logs, and kept waving it to block the green dragon's aerial attacks on him, and whenever the green dragon was far away from him, the giant would pick up the stone on the ground, like a trebuchet, and smash it into the green dragon's body.

They had obviously been fighting for a long time, and both the green dragon and the giant had obvious scars on their bodies, and bright red blood flowed out of their bodies, which were already scarred.

Seeing this scene, George touched his mustache, with an obvious look of confusion on his face, and said puzzledly:

"What's going on? Why did the green dragon fight the giants again? ”

"Do they have any grudges? I'm already completely confused? ”

Wayne was also confused about the situation, the green dragon and the giant were quite powerful monsters, and they were both intelligent creatures with territorial awareness.

It stands to reason that there is no special reason why the two of them will not fight.

And just as the three of them approached the valley, the gray giant grabbed a flaw, and when the green dragon flew past him, his thick palm grabbed the tail of the green dragon, and while the green dragon had not yet broken free, he picked up a sharp stone from the ground and plunged it into the green dragon's stomach.

Seeing this, Borch immediately said in an anxious tone:

"This green dragon is going to lose, and we'd better save it before we find out."

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