Before becoming a professional adventurer, Johnny Depp was a robber.

Of course, it didn't have the name "Johnny" before, and in fact it didn't even have its own surname.

But so what? For a goblin who lives in the forest, it's a very ordinary thing.

At that time, Johnny and his two older brothers had to hide in the high bushes at the edge of the forest, raiding and robbing humans who were traveling alone on the paths near the forest.

Because these humans who travel alone always carry some good food with them.

These things were more delicious to Johnny and his brother than the sour berries and bugs in the forest, but they didn't know how to name them at the time.

For example: oatmeal biscuits, lemon cake, smoked deer steak, and sausage filled with lemongrass...

In addition to citronella, humans have also added a variety of special spices, which are even better for the hungry goblin brothers than the silver coins with a crown on one side and tulips and tassels on the other, as well as unknown characters.

For even if they snatched the shiny silver coins, they would have nowhere to spend them, unless they dared to go out of the forest and buy something from the human merchants, but they were greeted by steel swords and blood, not venison and sausages.

Once upon a time, the goblin's best friend~ those shiny, cute little things, turned into a deadly knife that hung over the goblin's head all the time.

It's what goes to his mouth that is the best, so until now, Johnny still can't help but drool at the thought of those sausages.

Although the three brothers' weekly income was not bad at that time, robbery was also a job that came with a lot of risk.

Because humans are tall, much taller than goblins. The height of an adult goblin is only as tall as the thigh of an ordinary human. If it is against a strong human warrior, the entire goblin combined, it will not be able to catch up with the thickness of one leg of others.

On the other side of the towering Temurraya Snow Mountain, in the savage kingdom of Beamon, there lived the even bigger Beamon beasts, and after entering Dolot, Johnny had already seen many burly Beamons. There is a rumor through the grapevine that the goblins were originally a clan belonging to the members of Beamon, and the Moth rat-people were mutated from Beamon.

It's just that the later experience gave Johnny wisdom, and he knew that the goblins were not Beamon, and they had their own glory on this continent. His great ancestors, the goblins who drove mechanical airships and rode dragons that spread shops throughout the Aegean continent, also built a vast empire.

And all this has disappeared because of the war between gods and demons 10,000 years ago, and after the long river of history has exhausted everything, the Guli dwarf who used to fight against the demon invaders with a bronze fire gun has now transformed into the most stupid dwarf with even a vague concept of numbers, and the goblins, who once represented intelligence and wisdom, are now synonymous with thieves and robbers.

Johnny's eldest brother had a rusty scythe, a formidable weapon, at least better than the thick branches of the forest.

Through the mottled rust, you can even see a little bit of the shine on the edge of the scythe that belongs to the iron itself, which is really rare.

And this powerful scythe was stolen by Johnny's big brother from a farmer who was passing by the edge of the forest on delivery. For this reason, his eldest brother was chased all the way by the farmer's dog, and finally ran into the forest, and was still bitten hard on the buttocks.

Escaping from the mouth of that "fierce beast" was something that its eldest brother had always been proud of during his lifetime.

Goblins were never creatures of courage, and Johnny and his other brother didn't have the courage to steal from passers-by. As a result, their weapon is usually a short branch with verdant leaves, or a few random stones.

Robbery is not an easy business.

Faced with a numerical inferiority, those who travel alone may have their clothes cut through by a scythe, their foreheads broken by stones, and then flee in panic in the dark, leaving behind their belongings.

But sometimes, humans also rise up to resist, or consciously or unconsciously encounter helpers who help them.

Most of these rebellious humans are somewhat confident in their own skills, and their refined swords are more effective than rusty scythes and short branches.

Johnny's eldest brother and second brother died in such a conflict.

The steel sword pierced Johnny's chest like lightning, and then slid and chopped off his second brother's green, hairless head.

Blood splattered on the tall murderer's clothes, and the pointed ears on the second brother's head were still stirring, which attracted the murderer's attention and bought Johnny a little time to escape.

Johnny was terrified, and ran in a panic, running deep into the forest, to places it had never dared to set foot in when it was awake. At that time, it could not hold any other feelings except fear.

As a goblin, you can't expect much courage from it, because goblins are creatures that have always liked to fight in groups and swarm together. Often shouting "Oh Ke, Oh Ke!" in their mouths, a group of black people rushed over, and after encountering a setback, they fled in the dark.

Johnny ran with his eyes closed, letting the tiny thorns on the vines and thorns scrape his skin painfully.

Ran and ran, I don't know how long, until its legs seemed to be about to break, and when it gasped for breath, its throat was dry as if it had been cut by a blade. Johnny was exhausted, and when he lay on the grass in the middle of nowhere, he was already filled with champas and stars.

Fortunately, the murderer did not chase after him, and when he recovered, Johnny saw a tall minaret by the cold moonlight of the champa in the sky...

"What are you thinking?" The goblin's head was gently slapped on the face by a human, pulling him back from his memories,

Yes, since the goblin was named Depp by the legendary mage in the minaret, it has become him, and he has wisdom and the ability to read, speak, and write the lingua franca of the continent, so he can't call it anymore.

"I'm thinking about that glass of rum to drink at noon, it tastes so good~" Johnny straightened out the crooked coat hat on his head and smashed his mouth in a careless manner, as if he was really missing the wonderful wine.

He didn't want to talk too much about the things he remembered, whether it was as a bandit in the forest or as a mage's experiment in the spire.

The four of them pooled their money to drink a glass of wine, and even the poorest Doug kobold on the street would probably laugh off his big teeth. The person who patted him on the head pouted, "Even if you don't care about your face, think about the reputation of our team." I don't want this to be the first thing that comes to mind when other adventurers in the Duchy of Dolot mention the name of our 'Rose and Wine' adventure team. ”

"That can't be said, Daniel, it's calla lily Monroe's specialty golden rum! Only a fine wine that is more than ten years old and sealed in bloodwood barrels can slowly develop this charming amber color!" said another man who looked like an archer with a short bow on his shoulder.

An unscathed man with a thick beard said in a disgruntled tone to his young-looking, strong, but barely half a head taller than Johnny, "This is enough for us dwarves to drink rye beer for a few months." ”

"Again, Darwin, please call me Knight Daniel!" Daniel emphasized, "I'm the captain of the squad, and you all should respect me!"

"Knights are not hereditary, you are just serving as a knight. Your dad is a knight, it doesn't mean that you are too, you still have a triangular swallowtail on your banner~" The archer disagreed, "And this is Dolot, the most famous mercenary country in the Aegean continent, what kind of warrior doesn't? A knight is not more respected by everyone than an excellent bartender." Am I right? Johnny. ”

Johnny wasn't involved in such a fight, he was a goblin who had turned on his intelligence, but he was still the lowest intelligent race in the entire continent, so he didn't want to offend any of his companions, or rather, any race.

All this is what he learned in the spire: there are only incompetent users, and there is no useless knowledge.

This is the Duchy of Dolot, where the major races of the continent gather, in addition to humans and Beamon, you can even see dwarves, giants, ogres, elves, druids...

But even so, Johnny is still cautious, for fear of offending anyone, human to be precise. Because, even though this is a place where many races meet, the protagonists of the Aegean continent are still humans, and the controllers of Dorot are also humans.

"Let's hurry up and find the right assignment. Johnny quickly changed the subject, "As long as you have the gold coins, there will be no problems." ”

That's right. "So that our Daniel may, like his father, spend a small sum of money to buy a knighthood to hang on the back of his name, and bluff us small peasants from the remote countryside." ”

"Shut up, Ford!" Daniel seemed a little annoyed, but helpless, "I really shouldn't have taken you with me when I came out of my hometown!"

"That's because I know how many freckles you have on your ass, and you can't do anything without me. Ford's mouth didn't stop.

What a pointless argument it was, Johnny quietly moved a few steps away from the trio and focused on finding the right task.

The "Rose and Wine" adventure team is the most typical of the thousands of folk teams in the country of mercenaries in Dolot: the hot-headed children of the declining little nobles and the side branches of the small lords, with their young friends, after listening to the stories of the troubadours, embark on an adventure in a foreign place full of fantasy and enthusiasm.