When I returned to the Forest of Dreams again, I could no longer recognize it.
As soon as we got off the boat, the fleets moored around the dock were covered with flags of all kinds, including those from Oran, Donglan, the Kingdom of Mage, etc., and even from Bayer's own country. It seems that even if we go around a
In the big circle, Bayer has no plans to give up.
The dock area is full of busy people, loading and unloading goods, but the most eye-catching ones are still the adventurers from all over the world. Judging from their configuration, in each team, there is at least one person with a wrist wheel.
"Contract Hero".
In fact, for those adventurers who hope to earn justice points, compared with the extremely harsh battle environment of the Oran Capital Recapture War, the war here is smaller in scale and has an absolutely safe "safe zone", so it is naturally more popular.
welcome.
Although most adventurers are humans, there will be no shortage of other races here. After all, the advantages of adventurers as a foreign race are obviously not to mention the barbarians and orcs in the north, but also the lizardmen from remote desert areas.
arrive.
"It seems that it is very popular."
Leaving the dock area and walking into the forest, the changes are even greater. There is a bustling market area, a busy administrative area, among the woods, and the wood spirits in mid-air have their own shortcuts. The business of the shops seems to be very good, and everything is busy.
With the flow of people, this place is no longer a desert.
When our Ivy returned here, it also caused a sensation. While most of the ships were still small and medium-sized wooden ships carrying thirty to fifty people, the battleship-class giant wooden battleship gave people a strong sense of shock.
The battleship had just arrived, but it started doing business directly on the edge of the dock area.
"The Thorn Garden Dreamland Branch is officially opened! Don't miss it if you pass by!"
The Ivy, which was originally a giant battleship, had enough space to carry cargo. So I simply modified it and turned it into a cargo ship and a traveling merchant ship. As for the main business, it is naturally the various war machines in the Garden of Thorns.
Now that the giant ship is on the dock, all the automatically opening hatches are opened, and there are movable shops. The wood spirits who returned to their hometown happily started doing business.
There are iron horses equipped with auxiliary wheels, simple power armor, engineering artillery, and various war machines. Of course, there are also some new types of weapons and equipment that are still being tested.
The buzzing serrated sword, the latest dwarf muskets, portable dwarf artillery, and mechanical shields with built-in defensive force fields. All kinds of new models are waiting to be tested on the battlefield.
An excellent arms dealer will make a lot of money while making the battlefield a testing ground for his weapons, and then use the money to expand his market and improve his products. The difference between us and them is probably that we still have a little
Conscience and stance only provide weapons to one party.
Judging from the sales on the first day, it will take some time for these mechanical products to be accepted by adventurers. After all, whether it is goblins or dwarfs, their reputation in this area is really not very good. They blow themselves up in public.
Damn it... I told you not to name the rocket launcher after "safety plate", this name is completely cursed!
"Sure enough, these bastards are not reliable at all. Forget it, forget it, there will always be someone who tries it first, let time and results test it."
But there are other reasons why we returned to the Forest of Dreams so soon. We were sent as envoys of the Wood Spirit Clan, and the alliance was considered a success, but when we came back, we had a new trouble.
"Is the country of mages sending Bayer as an envoy to discuss the armistice? It's really troublesome."
The person being entrusted is not me, but Shirley. It seems that the relationship between us has been known by someone with intentions, so there is obviously something wrong with this appointment. Since she is sent as an envoy, I naturally cannot stay away from it. This kind of matter is left to
A gold-level "rookie" just wanted to torture her to death.
"It doesn't matter. Anyway, I want to see what those guys are doing."
However, I personally don’t think you’d entrust me with it directly, as you’re probably still afraid that I’ll make some mistake or make some mistakes or something.
After all, compared to me, a foreigner, Shirley is considered a talented person with a local academic background, and will probably care about the interests of the country of mages.
The expected travel plan has been determined. Now that the Forest of Dreams has been reorganized for a few days, I will go to the capital of Bayer. As for whether I want to check on the Yuye City, which is currently at war, it depends on my personal judgment.
Yes, it was just me. The envoy went directly to the capital of Bayer. I did not follow them. I just set a contact point in the capital of Bayer.
Instead of being a diplomatic envoy who is watched by others, I personally think it is better to walk alone in the shadows. At least, there are many things that cannot be seen on the surface. If possible, I would also like to do the "Jihad" on the Eastern Front.
"Look around on the battlefield, you might even meet old acquaintances.
Walking alone in the new town area of the Forest of Dreams, the bustling scene in front of me is quite surprising. After all, it was Bayer's Victoria Harbor half a year ago, and it was an uninhabited Magic Forest more than two months ago. It has become a place so quickly.
The realm of prosperity.
"...Although there are many injured, the adventurers are in good spirits, and most of them have smiles on their faces. Is that an expectation for the future? It seems that there is really no need to worry about the Forest of Dreams front.
.I still want to find an opportunity to go to the front line and have a look..."
It was already noon, so I casually ordered some side dishes at a roadside restaurant, while watching the barbarian bragging in the hall who was telling stories about his adventures.
"Sooner than later, just when our team was in dire straits, as a big thief, I took action. I started with a back stabbing, then kicked the lich to stun him. After a series of combos, I killed the lich by myself.
Demon, I am Frieda..."
Wait, is this barbarian actually a thief? Sure enough, as long as there are more people, there will be all kinds of weird things. But when I think of the ogre thief I met last time, I think it's nothing, but can the lich be stunned?
If that lich is not a necromancer wearing a skull mask, or he is a braggadocio of the barbarian's extra racial talent.
"Brother Paladin, are you alone?"
The one who came up with a smile was a young female priest. Judging from the gold coin holy emblem on her chest, she was a mid-level priest of the goddess of wealth.
Of course, she didn't come here because of any special services. It was the personal hobby of many priests of the God of Love. What the Goddess of Wealth and her followers always pursue is only wealth itself.
I was stunned at first, but then it dawned on me.
This is the front line of the battlefield. Many temporarily formed hunting teams are looking for people here. Places with high traffic such as bars and dining rooms are naturally places where adventurers find companions. And I am alone, seemingly waiting for the team.
The lone traveler, it seems that the other party is short of people, but the strange thing is...
"How do you know I'm a paladin?"
Now that I'm out of the Cloud Tower, I haven't put on the iconic mage robe, just my daily linen robe. I don't have any weapons with me, so how can I be recognized.
"The sitting posture, the smile, and the marks on the hands."
People who have received long-term military training and knight training will have obvious differences in their walking and sitting postures. The marks on their hands are left from practicing swordsmanship. As for the smile... the 59-style business smile seems to have
It has become the patent and instinct of the Paladin.
"The most important thing is that you are not dissatisfied with the cheap beer here. Even the barbarians in our team complain about the bad wine every day. When you drink it, you don't even frown, but smile. You probably lived a good life before.
Very..."
Indeed, the noble knights would not even come to the low-end restaurants on the roadside, let alone the two copper coins for a glass of beer. Only the paladins who are accustomed to poverty would be accustomed to cheap cheap wine and black bread.
I nodded. Judging a person's profession based on appearance and habits is not a profound skill, but it is a required course for experienced adventurers. Only then did I take a serious look at the priest in front of me.
He looks about eighteen or nineteen years old, with short flaxen hair neatly arranged, a face with some acne that does not affect his delicate and energetic face, and a half-worn plate armor that is still shiny, obviously
The package is pretty good. The buckler and mace are a regular combination for priests. However, only the buckler is enchanted and there are not even a few magic equipment. It is obviously not rich.
"...Silver will be downgraded at most. If this is the captain, the evaluation of the entire team will probably be at the peak of bronze."
She tapped her index finger lightly on the table, and the golden holy light flashed across the table, confirming her guess that I was indeed a paladin.
"What do you want from me?"
Seeing the flash of holy light, the female priest was overjoyed at first, but then she hesitated. Originally, when she saw a lone paladin without equipment and so young, she thought he was a rookie, but this time
With the ability to control the holy light freely, if it is a paladin specializing in spiritual arts, it may only be a high-level professional (gold level). His team cannot afford to hire such a ruthless character.
"Our team took on a mission that paid well, but our defensive warriors didn't want to do it, so we lacked a melee profession."
I frowned. This mission statement was too simple and seemed to lack sincerity.
For ordinary mercenaries and adventurers, an ambiguous mission statement will never be accepted. The more unknown places there are, the more unexpected things may happen, or there may be problems with the employer itself.
Life is not a game, and it is impossible to do it over again. If an adventurer wants to live a long life, the first priority is to be cautious.
As if aware of my dissatisfaction, the female pastor quickly added.
"It's not that I don't want to say it carefully. This is a big operation organized by the local elves. We are only a part of it, so the specific mission requirements will only be known at that time."
After hesitating for a moment, I nodded, accepting her request.
"Great! Our 'Kodama Super Cute' mercenary group finally has a human shield! We can accept missions again!"
"...What did you say? You can say it again."
Now, it was the female pastor's turn to feel embarrassed. She lowered her head and explained in a low voice.
"We formed a temporary group here. We changed several names at that time. They all had the same name. I just mentioned one casually and..."
In a sense, I can understand it. After all, the wood spirits were more popular in the land of wizards. The female fans group spent time in the cafe every day and couldn't get rid of them after get off work. The one in front of me and Her sister is probably also a wood spirit fan.
Although Kodama enthusiasts are not uncommon, especially for women, various Kodama fan clubs have been formed (men’s lolita clubs? Those perverts will be banned), but when signing up with such a name
Aren't you afraid of making the other party laugh out loud? Inexplicably, it reminds me of the famous "League of Absolute Gentlemen". This is another mistake and a name that will be hated for eternity. As expected, you must be cautious in naming. Well, you should let me, the master of naming, do it.
"So, why did your original warriors leave the team?"
I vaguely guessed something, so I asked casually.
"...He thinks our name is not nice."
Sure enough, in such a team, men have to bear even more pressure and strange looks. Not treating others as perverts is also a sissy. I was a little discouraged, but when I saw the pitiful expression of the female pastor
Staring at me expectantly with tears in his eyes, he couldn't help but sigh.
"Anyway, we have to take a look at the battlefield situation here. We won't be able to stay for long, so we can just find a random team and make do with it."
So, I nodded. It seemed like I would just take the opportunity to do some exercise.
"Well, madam, at least for the next few days, Paladin Roland is willing to serve you."
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The lake was as beautiful and peaceful as ever. The moonlight shone on the lake, and there was no noise around it like other places in the Forest of Dreams.
As I walked past the water lily floating bridge on the lake, on the floating bed in the lake, the voice and appearance of Sleeping Beauty were the same as before, but with a little more blood.
As he got closer, he seemed to sense that I was coming. His long eyelashes twitched slightly, as if he had dreamed of something good, and there was a sweet smile on the corner of his mouth, which gave me some expectations.
"Although you are much cuter when you don't talk... maybe, I still hope that you will wake up early and make me upset."
But unfortunately, my words did not receive a response, and in the end, Amyra helplessly returned to calm.
"Are the sacrifices still not enough?"
He seemed to be talking to himself, but he got the expected answer.
"...Please don't worry too much. It's only a matter of time before Mother wakes up."
The bright red Samantha walked out from behind the tree, but her calm face seemed a little worried.
I nodded and didn't ask any more questions. I'm afraid these little guys were more anxious about Amyla's sleeping than me.
But when I was leaving, I suddenly thought of the little guys I just met.
"By the way, have you done any big action recently? The kind that involves gathering a lot of adventurers for a joint operation?"
"...Yes, I originally planned to inform you about the expansion of the Forest of Dreams..." (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
