The incident behind him did not affect Woody's progress. He slowly moved forward step by step on this long stone road.
Instead of taking the main street of Green Creek Town, he turned a corner, entered an alley, and started taking the roads on the outskirts of the town.
Compared to the hustle and bustle of the street, he now prefers to be alone and quietly digest what happened tonight.
"Man-eating ape, derivatives of hell, abyss, Demogorgon, Northland, Princess of the Stars..."
The great forces and powerful beings were fighting against each other, and the storm that arose between them could easily overturn his newly-launched boat.
Just when Woody was thinking.
The silent night has entered the darkest moment, and the shadows of some buildings are like black holes that prey on people. It is difficult to see even the inner outline, but soon little stars of light are jumping and flashing in the distance.
It was precisely because of this that Woody came back to his senses when he noticed the jumping fire in his retinas, and found that he had unknowingly walked back to the carriage camp stationed on the outskirts of Green Creek Town.
Cecil seemed to have returned a long time ago. At this time, the entire convoy was in a busy state. The caravan employees were checking the ropes that tied the goods. There were also assistants who climbed to the top to re-cover the goods with tarpaulins to keep out the rain. The coachmen were
After checking the condition of the vehicle's wheels and the condition of the horses, Woody looked like he was preparing to leave. He randomly grabbed someone and asked him. He learned that the convoy was about to leave Green Creek Town at dawn. He was slightly speechless after hearing this.
This was too fast! There was almost no rest, but considering what happened tonight, these actions are normal.
After all, if you stay where you are, you are very likely to encounter reinforcements coming one after another. Moreover, with the defeat of the cannibals, the road leading to the outskirts of the Whispering Forest will be reopened, which also means that their killing of the local baron will soon be over.
It will be exposed, although essentially the baron has surrendered to the evil devil. But those nobles who are desperate for their own interests will not care about this.
Like dog-skin plaster, they will use various means to demand compensation and increase their honor.
Although the Nudong Merchant Group is not afraid, their identity represents the Northland. If they cause too much trouble, it will cause irreversible damage to the merchant trade in the future.
So at this time, if you leave early, there will be less disputes.
At this time, Woody saw a dejected figure. Perhaps because he had just obtained the soul crystal, Woody said hello in a good mood.
"Good evening, Kaqir."
But what Woody didn't expect was that when Kaqir understood that he was being called, his originally pale face became even more bloodless, and he stuttered back.
"Mr. Wu...Woody, Ye...an."
He didn't say a word, as if he was trying his best. Just when Woody was still wondering what happened to him, the young coachman knelt down on one knee tremblingly and said in great fear.
"Sir... I'm sorry!"
Only then did Woody realize that the young man's clothes had been soaked through at some point, his forehead was covered with wet sweat, and there were two particularly bright tear stains on his cheeks.
At this time, the original caravan merchant Enom's rather apologetic voice came over in time.
"Woody, don't blame Kaqir. I didn't pay attention to protecting your property. I will compensate you when the time comes. If..."
This Northland businessman, who was known for his shrewdness when he first met, seemed extremely generous at this moment. But before he could speak, an equally shocked voice made him raise his head and stop the words in his throat.
"Wait...what are you talking about?"
Woody was a little confused at first, and he was even more confused when he heard Enom's words, because he didn't know what he had lost, so why did both of them look at him with a look of self-blame.
Although asking questions now was somewhat inappropriate and ruined the atmosphere, in order not to continue listening in confusion, he could only forcefully interrupt their conversation.
"Why are you sorry for me? Tell me clearly."
Woody looked directly at the young coachman whose face was full of guilt and pain, trying to understand the whole story from the man who spoke first.
Seeing Woody asking questions in such a plain tone, Kaqir naturally did not dare to hide it and spoke directly.
"Your...your horse..."
"I lost it."
"ha?"
"I lost it not long ago. It was fine before I took refuge in the hotel. I wonder who stole it?"
Kaqir added, his tone was extremely cautious. He had closed his eyes and prepared to face the coming storm. After all, he had patted his chest before and said he would take good care of Woody's horses, but now the horses have disappeared, and they talked again. He couldn't take care of it. He couldn't afford a traveling horse of the same level as the dark horse as compensation for the person in front of him.
"fine!"
"Isn't that true..." Woody's tone was neither salty nor light, and even contained a slight smile. This made Kaqir even more panicked, and he quickly wanted to put down his other leg and kneel down to show his sincerity. , but before that, Woody's next words reached his ears, causing his movements to freeze in place.
"I said, Ma is fine! There is no need to say sorry."
"The grapes are here with me."
"I'm sorry. It's more important for me to say that I forgot to tell you."
"Grape is not an ordinary horse."
I saw Woody blowing a whistle, and suddenly there was the sound of rapid horse hooves in the quiet night, and then an outline that was darker than the night gradually appeared. Kaqir saw the pair of creatures covered in the outline of the night at a glance. The bright eyes and the exceptionally smooth mane that he combed were exactly the black war horse that he had carefully cared for not long ago.
"ah?"
Not to mention that Kaqir didn't react at the moment, even Enom, who knew it afterwards and thought about how to remedy it, was stunned on the spot. But fortunately, they were all traveling businessmen, and there were spellcasters in the team, so their acceptance ability was relatively good. powerful.
After a while, the two looked at each other awkwardly and laughed silly, and Woody also laughed.
The misfortune came to an end. Woody's originally heavy mood was relieved a lot, and the gloom in Kaqir's heart was gone. The three of them walked and chatted, and Woody didn't forget to ask them about other things nearby. Apart from Losente, there are no famous markets on the road. The soul crystal has been obtained. He needs some auxiliary materials to perform the soul-receiving ceremony and safely extradite the spider divinity in the natural shrine to the soul crystal. among.
What happened in Green Creek Town reminded him that relying too much on the knowledge of the previous life would only make him too blind. The right way is to collect current information and complement it with memory.
As the most experienced businessman, Enom had the right to speak at this time, but his expression was particularly difficult. He just listened to what he said.
"Woody, there are only a few small towns and River Valley City in the Golden River Valley outside the Whispering Forest. Our business group took a detour to River Valley City. No trade is allowed there, and we will not stay there. The town is extremely
Xenophobia, as for the market you mentioned, I haven't heard of it for a long time, but I have heard that there are those pointed-eared elves at the foothills of the East, and their markets seem to be open occasionally at regular intervals."
"If it's not there, you have to cross the Golden Valley and go to the Kalam Highlands. There is a city-state ruled by the Archmage nearby, Vann City. It's probably two days longer than the Golden Valley directly to Losente."
Enoma conscientiously used the memories in his mind to solve the problems Woody asked. It was precisely because of his words that Woody suddenly recalled a lot of things.
For example, when we arrive at the eastern foothills of the Golden River Valley, there is just a wisp of the Gorgon Mountains, the culprit of the scorching desert that stretches across the north-south trade route and resists thousands of sailing seas and floating ice seas.
branches.
The randomly held Elf Fair that Enom mentioned was the first stop for the ghost princess in "Anna of the Castle of Green" that Woody had previously obtained, looking for the forgotten elf residence in the Gorgon Mountains.
However, Losente continued to go north, and even after reaching the Kovar Forest, within a few days' journey, there were three or four starting points that could also be started. They were all the remaining ancient elven ruins in the Gorgon Mountains.
There is a possible location for the Elf Bazaar.
After all, essentially, this elf market was determined by the migration of the wood elf tribe in the Gorgon Mountains, and the migration of the wood elves always wandered in ancient elf ruins.
But Woody didn't think his luck would be that good on this trip. He encountered the opening of the Elf Market just after arriving in the Golden River Valley. What's more, if the Elf Market opens, it is still unclear whether it will be a blessing or a curse.
After all, he had memories of his previous life, but he knew deeply that behind this so-called elf market, it was essentially a conspiracy by a green dragon named "Emerald Duke", which threatened the life of the wood elf to deceive other merchants.
On the one hand, I came here to collect more exquisite wooden handicrafts from the human empire for the dragon nest. On the other hand, this green dragon is eager to lure these elves to take the initiative to fall, so that it can better enslave and destroy the will of the wood elves.
The so-called Elf Market is actually a large dragon playground.
Of course, this does not mean that all merchants know about this, and it is not 100% certain that they will encounter the green dragon that is secretly watching.
But if he really had to meet him, Woody was not ready to face an adult green dragon that was known for its intrigues and vicious intentions.
At the very least, you should prepare a few essential items and targeted items for slaying a dragon.
Not to mention spells or potions such as antidote, anti-venom aura, immunity to toxins, neutralizing toxins, etc., at least one that can break the dragon scales and at least +3 magic weapons must be prepared. Of course, if there is softening
For scale ointment, this prerequisite can also be skipped.
But in the final analysis, dragon slaying is not a game where you just get excited, pack up your equipment, and fight the dragon for 300 rounds.
Everything needs to be prepared.
If you are not prepared for these things, you will want to slay the dragon rashly.
Then the final outcome given to the adventurer is probably to turn into a pile of necrotic bones piled in the corner of the green dragon's lair.
From this point of view, going to Losente is the best choice.
The Soram Highlands mentioned by Enom were directly rejected by him. Varn City was said to be ruled by the Archmage, but he knew that the real decision-making of the city-state was in the hands of the six councilors below the Archmage. The real meaning of that place was
In the chaotic area above, several leaders of the Thieves Guild have been placed there. The forces behind them are intricate and intertwined. Before the professional level reaches 10, it is too risky to go there.
Compared to the chaotic Varn, he preferred to go directly to Losente.
But having said that, why was the name River Valley City not memorable? Moreover, he remembered that the city-state ruled here in the Golden River Valley in his previous life seemed to be tradeable. He had forgotten what the name was, but how come Enom said that any trade was prohibited here?
behavior and refuse the entry of outsiders.
Woody narrated this question in his mouth, and Ennom, who was bending down and getting into the carriage, sat back on the cushions of the carriage, poked his head out, and the light of the bonfire just reflected Enom's face full of vicissitudes of life.
On half of his cheek, he said with a little fear in his eyes.
"River Valley City, it's better not to know too much about it."
"Why?"
Woody also walked into the carriage and asked curiously.
But Woody's questioning brought back Enom's cryptic demeanor. He lowered the curtains, obviously not wanting to say more.
He could only think alone, but he benefited from the conversation just now.
Woody's memory became clearer with Enom's awakening. He had already remembered that he had been to the Golden River Valley, where he had also obtained several rare items from local aborigines. There was no such thing as prohibition of trade at that time.
, and at that time, the Golden River Valley was a key road for north-south trade, and there were several hotels opened by player unions in the city, making a lot of money.
By the way, the players union...
Why didn't you think of this!
It is estimated that someone, like him, noticed this strange city at that time, which did not allow merchants to stay and did not accept trade from outsiders.
But the union quietly solved the matter, not only solving the problem of River Valley City, but also allowing it to re-establish trade relations with outsiders, and through this, it obtained extremely rare land and shop rights in the game.
Another regional incident that was secretly completed without him knowing about it.
Woody was slightly stunned, but he didn't take it too seriously. His main goal now was stability. There was no problem in completing the ceremony later. Anyway, he was not in a hurry to use the natural shrine.
So be it!
Woody, who barely suppressed his adventurous thoughts, watched the daylight getting darker. Taking advantage of the fact that there was still some time before dawn, he chose a more comfortable position in the carriage and took a nap.
…
When the night fades and a hint of fish belly white appears on the horizon, the darkest hour has left, and the light of the small town's bonfires has gradually dimmed.
Woody was awakened by the rolling of the wheels.
Obviously, the convoy started to set off.
He opened his hazy eyes and raised his upper body to look out the window. He could just see the outline of Green Creek Town gradually shrinking in the lower right corner of the carriage. At the same time, with his ears and eyes clearer, he keenly captured the squeaking sound of the wheels.
It contains a melodious harp sound coming from afar.
The place where the sound of the piano can be spread in the distance is naturally self-evident, and the choice of the place also reminded Woody subconsciously of the bard he met last night.
It's just that this piano sound sounded a bit stuttering to Woody, as it seemed that it hadn't been compiled yet, but after listening to it for a while, overall, it was quite exciting.
He has some talent. Although the lyrics are not careless, as a music amateur, he can still hear some flavor.
At least the artistic conception of this piece of music is well grasped, especially when combined with the picture outside the window, it is indescribably peaceful and mysterious.
And in the small town,
The light from the starry sky once again fell on the disaster-stricken building, and the fallen trees and unburned flames were still conspicuous.
This is the look of everything being wasted.
But from the red chimneys on the roofs of the remaining intact buildings in the town, a few wisps of white smoke are already rising.
This means a new day has begun.
And in the square yesterday, the beautiful bard was waving the strings with his fingers, weaving something about what he had just heard...
