When he walked into the tent, Sherlock smelled an extremely rich milk fragrance. "Is this the smell of goat's milk? I have never smelled such a rich milk fragrance." He stared blankly at the people hanging in the air.
asked a small pot boiling.
"Haha, I extracted this from the milk of more than a hundred spiral-horned ewes that had just given birth. It is a good thing that nourishes yin and yang. You can try it right away." An looked at Sherlock.
The figure behind said with a smile, and after speaking, he licked his mouth greedily.
Sherlock always felt that Ann's tone was extra emphasized when she said nourishing yin and nourishing yang, which made her a little extravagant.
"Ouch!" Sherlock, who was just thinking about it in his mind, suddenly felt a sharp pain. With the level of simulation set to full, his pain sensation also reached its highest level.
"What's wrong with you?" An asked looking at Sherlock who suddenly shouted.
"It's okay, it's probably because I haven't eaten anything all day and my stomach hurts." Sherlock, who was woken up by Luna No. 1, released his hand covering his chest and hurriedly explained. Although he still didn't know what happened, he had already realized it.
The state just now is definitely abnormal. There is definitely something wrong with this woman An.
Sherlock silently opened the player log, but no prompt appeared on it. After thinking about it for a while, he decided to stay with An.
Firstly, because it is now certain that Ann is a part of the plot, even a very important part, and following her will definitely be able to participate in the incident. Secondly, Sherlock does not want to act rashly without confirming the positions of both parties.
"Ann, what are you doing here alone?" Sherlock asked pretending to be casual across the fire and started to talk.
"Well--" After hearing Sherlock's question, An pondered for a moment, and then said: "To be honest, I am actually a ranger. I heard that a ferocious jackal suddenly broke into this place and kept killing the spiral-horned sheep on this grassland.
group, so I came to see if I could find this ferocious jackal and drive it out."
Sherlock was quite surprised to hear An's answer. Rangers have the skill of dual-weapon proficiency, and there are many who are accustomed to using double swords. Judging from the weapons, the possibility of An being a ranger is indeed high, and a ranger is preparing to drive away a vicious and violent
The plot of "Jackal" is also very consistent with the game setting, but he always felt that An's words were too plain, just like telling a story.
Seeing that Sherlock didn't respond, An continued: "This ferocious jackal may have been an alpha wolf. I'm not completely sure about dealing with him."
"Sherlock, will you help me?" Ann poured a glass of boiled goat's milk and handed it to Sherlock.
Seeing An's pretty face looking at him with a pleading expression, Sherlock knew that he was awake, but he still couldn't refuse the other party's request. He could feel his heart beating faster than ever before.
"Of course, just think of it as reward for this bowl of goat's milk." Sherlock raised the goat's milk in his hand and drank it in one gulp to cover up his expression. He would never admit that it was because of his lust.
In fact, Sherlock has no other choice, and the next plot development will obviously follow Ann.
"Aren't you afraid that I will poison the goat's milk?"
"Pfft" Sherlock really didn't think about this problem. He almost spit out the goat milk he hadn't swallowed. His habitual thinking since playing games led him to completely ignore the possibility that the NPC would poison him, and he was drinking the goat milk.
At that time, he did feel a heat rising up in his body, and he quickly opened the adventure diary as he secretly thought something was wrong.
"Haha, you really believe it, haha~" Looking at Sherlock who looked embarrassed, An Zhi couldn't help but patted his thigh and laughed.
System prompt: Take secretly refined goat milk to clear all abnormal conditions, restore all physical strength, health, and magic value, and temporarily increase physical fitness by 3 points, strength by 3 points, and health points by 100 points, lasting for 1 hour.
Seeing the system prompt in the player log, Sherlock didn't feel embarrassed at all. He felt really distressed. Although this goat's milk definitely couldn't be packed away, it was a pity to drink it in one go.
"I won't tease you anymore. Let's go. It's time to maintain the balance of nature." After drinking the goat's milk in her hand, An stood up and patted the dust on her leather skirt and said to Sherlock.
And Sherlock, who had no other clues, could only stand up and help An dismantle the tent.
The props in Forgotten Realm are highly realistic. Just like this tent, you don’t just need to use it directly like in previous games. Instead, you have to build and dismantle it yourself. Of course, there are also advanced tents that can automatically shrink, but that
It already falls into the category of magic props.
With a swish sound, An received the disassembled tent into the bracelet. Seeing this scene, Sherlock became a little doubtful about life. NPCs do not have backpacks, and space storage props are also extremely precious among NPCs.
Things, the value of space bracelets is even more terrifying. Now that a random passerby has such high-end goods, he is really shocked.
"Let's go. That ferocious jackal is very cunning. I've been looking for it for several days and I haven't seen its shadow. It should be much easier if you help me today."
After saying that, An inserted two scimitars into the scabbards on both sides of her waist, then pulled her hair back and tied it into a ponytail with weeds, and walked forward. Her hair was wet, and she didn't know whether it was stained with sweat or dew.
It is so dazzling in the morning light.
"Ouch." Sherlock, who was pinched again, confirmed that he had not entered an abnormal state. He really doubted whether he was a nymphomaniac. "Could it be that he has not vented for more than a month, and the sperm has got into his head.
"Sherlock shook his head and tried to regain consciousness.
"Let's go, Xiaode." An turned around and waved and shouted.
Hearing An's call, Sherlock didn't care about his name at this time, nor did he think about whether he was a nymphomaniac. Instead, he resolutely followed him quickly. Since the system didn't give a prompt, it proved that he wasn't.
question, and he suddenly liked this feeling.
"Okay, Captain!"
"Why do you call me captain?"
"Then why did you call me Xiaode?"
"Don't you find it troublesome to call people by their three-syllable names?"
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"An, that ferocious jackal should be right in front. Are you sure you can deal with it?"
It didn't take long for Sherlock and Ann to discover the whereabouts of the Dire Jackal. The combination of Druid and Ranger was perfect in a vital environment like the forest, especially since he had just experienced the first two induction trials.
Preliminarily grasped the connection between druid and nature.
"If we can't defeat it, it's you, right? The two of us together can't deal with a lord monster that leaves the territory." An said nonchalantly.
At this time, Sherlock also saw the ferocious jackal that An mentioned for the first time. It seemed to have just had a meal, lying on the edge of a stone and resting with its eyes closed. The flesh and blood of unknown animals were scattered around it.
There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with An's words.
At this stage, the druid in human form only has a few auxiliary spells, so Sherlock completed the transformation immediately.
"I'll go forward and fight head-on, and you can just guerrilla from the side." An said, drawing out his two swords and rushing forward.
"Roar——" The ferocious jackal also immediately spotted An approaching quickly, and immediately stood up and made a fighting stance.
In fact, at this time, it would be better if Sherlock could transform into a creature such as a mandrill. The ranger who is approaching the war style is not a profession suitable for head-on combat.
Fortunately, An's two scimitars danced in a graceful manner. She used the two scimitars to shoot left and right, blocked with the left-hand knife, and waited for opportunities to attack with the right-hand knife. The ferocious jackal was unable to do anything to her for a while, but was cut by An's scimitar from time to time.
hurt.
Magic Claw!-10
Sherlock had also entered the battle at this time, using the only spell that could be used in the transformed state, and grabbed the ferocious jackal's hind legs with his blessed claws.
Magic Claw: Enhance the subject's natural weapons, and gain additional damage bonus on the next attack.
Even with the spell bonus, the damage of Sherlock's attack can barely break into single digits, and the normal attack only has a pitiful 4 or 5 points of damage, which is like scratching an itch for a ferocious jackal.
It's just that the frequency of tickling is increased, and it can still kill people. The attack speed of the wild and fanatical Sherlock is much faster than that of the human form. The ferocious jackal is also determined to deal with the relatively weak but more troublesome Sherlock first.
, every time it was about to turn around and attack, An would use the knife to attack its vital points so that it would not be distracted.
The situation is gradually developing in a favorable direction, but Sherlock does not dare to relax for a moment. Although he has the blessing of two buff spells, Wild Fever and Magic Claw, his output is still very limited, and his physical attributes are not high and there is no armor bonus.
He would never dare to risk attacking the ferocious jackal's vitals.
Fortunately, although it was slow, the blood volume of the Dire Jackal continued to decrease under the joint attacks of Sherlock and An. Especially An's right-hand sword seemed to have a certain amount of magic power. Every time the Dire Jackal hit the wound, it could
A thin layer of ice crystals condenses on it.
"Be careful." An made a cross to block the ferocious jackal's heavy blow, but he was knocked back a short distance. An, who clearly felt the opponent's increased strength, immediately warned loudly: "It's going berserk."
Most wild creatures have natural skills such as rage. As a lord BOSS, the ferocious jackal certainly has this skill, but neither Sherlock nor An expected that it would activate its rage without even losing half of its health, and its power would suddenly increase dramatically.
An was caught off guard. If the furious jackal turned around and attacked Sherlock who was close at hand, he would probably die here.
Sherlock knew he couldn't dodge, so he could only protect the front with his arms and adjust his entire body to minimize the impact of the ferocious jackal's violent attack.
