Chapter 13 Treatment (1)
The three of them were not very clear just now, and they felt that since the other party was fighting, the other party's overall combat power was naturally stronger. Now they can think about it carefully. Although they didn't understand the basic situation, they felt a little depressed.
On the one hand, they were unwilling to be cut by this group of goblins and lost the prey they harvested today and some of the supplies they carried with them. On the other hand, in order to exclaim their anger, the three of them turned back in a few words.
After a while, the three of them took a detour back to the nearby town where they were temporarily stationed.
Generally speaking, if you are sneak attacking a gathering place of goblins, you must be on guard against traps. Exploring the path with long weapons is the best choice, but now the three of you have only been away for a few minutes will not be necessary.
In just a moment, the bonfire in the simple camping ground of the three of them had just been extinguished.
"Fortunately, they still have some of them." Fafell's eyes were ruthless, and he didn't care even if there was no fire. He gestured to his companion.
The three of them breathed a sigh of relief. They were a little afraid that the other party would retreat quickly after the robbery. If such a situation occurred, they could only choose one from the return and attack the goblin nest.
The three adventurers slowly approached and looked at each other, then Romon began to count seconds with gestures.
"three!"
"two!"
"one!"
"Kill!" Nick growled, held the sword in his hand, and rushed out first. The goblins who were sorting things not far away were shocked and started shouting in a mess. When they saw Nick clearly, they immediately showed a look of horror.
Obviously, although it is still night, the goblins' eyesight is not as good as humans, and they can still see clearly in the dark. Therefore, the goblin shield tied to Nick's hand really scared them.
Romon and Fafell also kept up with their weapons.
After a short period of time, there were no more goblins standing in their field of vision.
"It's really weak." Nick complained. It was obviously because of the enemy's weakness that he felt that his actions of retreating just now were a stain on life.
Romon was busy with finishing the knife and scalp cutting, and ignored him.
"Hehe." Fafeer smiled. He picked up a few spears on the ground and asked Romon: "How many are lying on the ground?"
"Yes, the number is about the same, a dozen in total, but about a few escaped." Romon finished the final blow on every goblin he could find on the ground, weighing the small cloth pocket in his hand, with eight bloody scalp inside, and sighed, "Let's click on how many things are left. After the goblin turned over, it's really awful."
"My bow is still there, but I can't find the arrow." Fafeer searched in the collapsed tent for a while and frowned. Although his bow was a short bow, it was not something that the goblin could use. The arrow was a sharp iron weapon. Who knew what the goblin's disgusting stolen hands looked like.
"It's really unlucky. Maybe our meat has been ruined." Nick squatted on the ground, his burly body shrank into a ball, and complained with depression.
"It doesn't matter. At most, it's cleaned and sold to Aunt Heather's hotel." Fafell said, then sighing, "It's a pity that I couldn't eat more."
"It's just your way of eating." Romon searched for the goblin's corpse, "You have to eat more?" He found a cloth pocket and opened it. It was filled with iron arrows. "Finished!" He greeted Fafell, "Your arrow."
Fafeer took it and frowned, "Why are you all broken down?"
"Maybe I plan to put it on the wooden stick and make it into a gun," Romon shrugged. "Who knows what these little things think?"
"Well, let's sort out the things." Fafeer also packed up and asked Romon, "When will we be able to return to town if we set off now?"
"It's not good to go now, it will be very dark before dawn." Romon calculated the time, "It'll probably happen to be the town opening in the morning!"
"It's okay to be dark," Fafeer packed his things. "I still want to go back to town to have a good night's sleep." After a while, he suddenly felt strange, "Nick! Don't sit there, come and help pack up your things~"
"He won't fall asleep too tired, right?" Romon also felt strange.
Fafell walked over and reached out and pushed him: "Nick, Nick?"
Then Nick fell down and fell to the ground.
Originally... everything was pretty good.
Romon made an appointment with his friends Fafell and Nick to go out for adventure. Because the three of them were well prepared, they hunted two elks shortly after. Although they encountered goblins at night attacking the clipping path, they were also killed by the three of them. As soon as they returned to the town, the three of them would get a bounty of more than 50 silver coins, which was already pretty good.
But soon, in just a few words, the originally good situation immediately took a sharp turn for the worse.
After Nick fell down again within this day, even if Fafell and Romon had poor eyesight, they knew that something was wrong with him.
"What's going on?" Fafeer was very anxious when he saw his friend's pain. "What should we do?"
"Let's go back to town to find the priest." Romon held his forehead with his hand, and he also had a headache. When he thought of the situation after carrying Nick back to town, he felt very depressed.
The town has a total population of only 700 to 800 people. It is a little turbulent, and it will be known to everyone in less than half an hour. Yesterday, three young men, who were very active, went out together to take risks together. After a day, they carried a wounded person back. It would be difficult to talk to others again if they wanted to take risks together.
No, we shouldn't go back to the town to look for the priest, Romon repeatedly measured it, and then said back, "We are in the forest now, we go to find the druid."
He looked for reasons: "Nick is in a bad situation now, the sooner he gets treatment, the better."
"Yes! Romon, you know Master Jiefa," Fafeer agreed very much after hearing this. After all, the druid's treatment is also good: "Let's go find Master Jiefa."
The two made a stretcher and advanced under the guidance of Romon, looking for the druid's hut in the forest.
Although Druid Jayfa also has a residence in the town, he prefers to live in the forest to contact plants. However, he may also live near the goddess' altar to teach the new druid.
Because the cottage is located in the shallow layer of the forest and is very close to the town, if the three of them fail to find the druid in the cottage in the forest, they can continue to go back to the town without taking many distances.
However, Romon's luck was pretty good.
Soon, they arrived near Master Jiefa's hut. This was a good place, and there was a natural atmosphere in the surrounding environment that made Romon feel comfortable.
"Dak!" Near the hut, Romon met the wolf raised by Master Jiefa. Romon turned around and said to Fafell: "Dak is the teacher's beloved dog. Since it is here, my teacher must be here too!"
"Hmm! Yes!" Fafell answered reluctantly, and he looked at Dark with a little scared. Although it had a very gentle name, its shape was really not docile.
This is a big dog, a very big black dog, just as big as a calf. Its black hair is shiny and shiny, and the muscles under the fur are also raised high, obviously receiving good care. Most especially, its pair of eyes are black and bright, smart and vibrant, as if they can speak.
"Fafell, put the stretcher first." Romon said and squatted down. Fafell had no choice but to squat down the same way, otherwise the injured lying on the stretcher would be rescued and would be thrown down.
"Dak." Romon squatted down and said, "I'm going to see the teacher now. Can you let me go?"
Although Romon's speech was as steady as usual, for Faffel, his tone was almost solemn. He suddenly felt a headache.
"The druids have had a lot of contact with animals and plants, and it turns out...well, it's really strange." Fafell frowned. It was difficult for him to understand what the situation is like now.
Fafell patiently watched Romon communicate with the big black dog named Dark for a while. He became a little impatient and could only try to take care of the old guy on the stretcher to relieve his anxiety.
"We can go there." After waiting for a while, Romon turned around and told him.
When you arrive at someone else's place, it is common to inform me first, but through a big dog... Fafeer curled his lips and felt very strange in his heart, and he had to secretly ashamed.
The two of them carried the stretcher and followed the big dog. Before they could walk a few steps, Fafeer couldn't help but feel curious. He leaned forward slightly and pressed his voice to ask questions. Then he thought about it but swallowed it back.
There was nothing to say along the way, and after a while, Fafell saw an empty space in this dense forest. "It's so beautiful!" He exclaimed in his heart.
"It's about to arrive at a little bit ahead!" Romon said, and he finally calmed down. If there were any attacks along the way, it would be a disaster.
In the dense forest, the trees are sparse, and there is a small wooden house among the sparse trees. The stream flows away and passes through the riverbed in front of the house. The morning light passes through the dense leaves on the treetops, and the mottled spots scatter on the ground.
Fafell felt that he could vaguely see the figure in front of the house, the figure that was difficult to identify in the mottled green background.
The big dog Dark's small steps gradually accelerated, and it ran faster and faster. After jumping over the stream, it squatted down directly at the druid's feet.
After the two approached, they carefully lowered the stretcher.
"Teacher!" Romon saluted nervously, looking respectful. This was the first time he had actually seen this middle-aged druid. Before, Romon had no source of information except for some simple impressions in his memory. No, he seemed to have seen it in an illusory dream.
Romon still vaguely remembered that it didn't seem to be a good dream, and it might even be a nightmare.
Chapter completed!