Chapter 12 Preparation

At this moment, the monk and Elena have arrived from the lighthouse. Eustabe went to communicate. He moved very quickly. It only took ten minutes, but in such a short period of time, Roel also killed another undead here.

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It’s really overwhelming!

At this moment, Roel raised a zombie's arm and looked at the dissipated magic runes, or there might have been runes, but those things could not be accurately called runes, they were just some kind of spells.

The monk and Elena looked at them for a long time, and then the monk said, "Not to mention that the eight winds on them have been dissipated, even if the Lake Goddess herself, who is the chosen one of the Lake Goddess, comes, she may not be found."

"Even if we can find the source of the mark, we can't pinpoint it accurately. After all, the entire Musilon is so big that even if we pinpoint it, we won't be able to carry out an effective expedition. The Land of the Undead will seriously hinder the normal movement of the living."

After watching for a long time, the monk shook his head and left. Eustabe planned to stop him and ask about the situation again.

But Roel said, "If the monk is unwilling, then you should report it to the lord. If you can't find the Necromancer, the head will probably be yours."

Eustabe choked up for a moment. What Roel said was right, and it was chilling. The lord could not be expected to find the Necromancer in an area as large as Musilon and the swamp, and the risk of reporting this matter was huge.

Outrageous.

He was silent, while Elena seemed indifferent and said, "What are you hesitating about? You can just run away at worst."

The first thing that both Eustabe and Roel instinctively thought of was to run away, but after running away, Roel was still a weakling, and Eustabe was still a lawless person.

And when Roel was using his skills to show his companions how to head-shot zombies with a pitchfork, something went a little wrong.

In fact, Tiris Vigilan's power as the temple of the goddess Verena can detect the existence of most evil creatures in advance.

They are different from Elena, and they are different from this wood elf. They have their own goals.

Although the scale is small, there are only two small boats, but there are at least a hundred people. It is difficult to say that it is a force that the three night watchmen can defend!

But what he saw that night was not the horrific dead, but something even more unforgettable.

They didn't come here just to run away. The evil moon gradually rising to the center is getting brighter at this moment...

"We elves are different. Once we settle down and set a goal, we will become fragile."

And Eustabe was building the most basic defense platform. He had worked as a masonry worker in Musilon for a period of time. Although it was rough, it was much better than Roel, a complete layman. The equipment and stone materials were already available at the lighthouse.

However, it takes a lot of time for two people to build it.

Therefore, they not only need routine responsibilities, but also need to start making preparations so that they can survive the night.

The Viking-style warship was parked in the Grismeri River, accompanied by the roar of wild war drums. The poor dragon leech had died under the cannon and turned into a ball of minced meat.

And they only need to ensure the safety of the lighthouse during a small-scale undead invasion. Once the number exceeds their capabilities, this matter will immediately develop into a war.

Roel quickly looked towards the lake, hoping that it was just the dragon leech that was resting, rather than a large-scale invasion of the undead.

In fact, authentic Bretonnian stew requires a lot of spices and a bit of bread crumbs as a thickener, and Roel's current recipe is missing a lot of things, like spices, spices and spices.

Even so, the taste was still good, and after eating the hot food, the three of them became more enthusiastic about the vigil in the second half of the night.

At that time, all this was a headache for the Duke of Bordeaux and had nothing to do with little people like them.

Regarding the Bretonnian flavored stew, Elena found it unacceptable at first, but it was not bad after eating it.

"But I will help. After all, the trees in that room cannot be destroyed by zombies!"

The number of zombies in the second half of the night is surprisingly small, and Eustabe is very adaptable at night, and can be as good as Elena in detection, of course, only at night.

At this moment, the midnight night seemed quiet and selective. Only Elena combed her waist lazily, like a cat under the moon, and then looked at the two humans with interest.

It was rare for the three of them to have a unified goal. This was a good start. At least at night, they decided to start a vigil at the same time.

"You humans are really interesting guys. Although you are short-lived and weak, you can become tough when you make up your mind."

Elena went to hunt down prey, and Roel skinned it, lit a fire, and stewed the prey into Bretonnian-style dishes, providing enough morale and energy on the cold night.

Now that the three of them are keeping vigil together, the extra manpower can be put to many uses.

After a moment, the two people said in unison, "Get ready for battle."

After an abnormal roar, the roar of the dragon leech in the distant river suddenly dissipated, and suddenly the whole night was quiet. The three night watchmen all sensed something was wrong.

But Roel soon discovered that the Yankee fleet was forced to march in the bad environment along the Bretonnian coast because it could not land directly at the port of Bordero. The hull was in very bad condition at the moment.

In other words, they were probably very tired and suffered some casualties.

And Roel's last words to his companions were: "Get ready to fight, it's the Yankees!"

The waters around Bretonnia are notoriously difficult to navigate. Currents, winds and tides change rapidly, plus many sea monsters live in caves on the cliffs on the shore. As a result, many shipwrecks have occurred. Even villagers in some villages will

The situation was worsened by ships being lured to the rocks and then looting the wreckage.
Chapter completed!