"Understood." Darren patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, Master Gavin. I will protect this book before giving it to Captain Zalanda. But these things are useless even if Master gives them to me. I can't read."
"
At the end of the sentence, Darren was obviously a little embarrassed.
At this point, Gavin obviously miscalculated. Zhang You's literacy rate in that life made him forget how low Faerun's literacy rate was. "Well, just wait for me and I'll write a letter.
And hand it over to Captain Zalanda for me. Someone will teach you how to read in the future. Study hard when the time comes. Literacy is as important as training swordsmanship. You must be diligent. Believe me, it will be good for you in the future."
"Okay, okay, okay! Thank you, Master, thank you, Master." Darren nodded repeatedly without any rejection. This was something he had only dreamed of.
It only took Gavin a few minutes to write another letter, fold it simply, and hand it to Darren, who couldn't read anyway.
Gavin jumped out of the carriage and said to Darren, "You are waiting inside the carriage. Remember, no matter what happens outside, it has nothing to do with you. Just wait here for Captain Zalanda."
"What if Captain Zalanda doesn't come?" Darren asked hurriedly.
"Well." Gavin was stunned, but he ignored this possibility, "Just wait until the convoy sets off. Captain Zalanda hasn't come yet at that time, and you can go find her with the things I gave you."
"Okay." Darren nodded repeatedly.
After Gavin got out of the carriage, he led the goblin warlock to a deserted corner and took off the rope in his hand: "Are you ready for the fireball technique I asked you to prepare?"
"Ready." The goblin warlock nodded repeatedly.
"Very good, then just wait with me!" Gavin sat down on the floor, and the goblin warlock did the same without asking any more questions.
It took an hour until Zalanda led the cavalry to attack.
"It's almost time." Gavin jumped up and began to explain his plan to the goblin warlock, "Did you see that carriage? The most gorgeous one, wait a minute, you cast a fireball spell on that carriage.
Calculate the landing point and avoid the two guards. After using it, ride on the war horse over there and run out. As long as you run out, you will be free. Remember, don't be captured alive again, otherwise, I can only kill.
about you."
The carriage Gavin pointed to belonged to none other than Rohan.
According to the original plan, he would kill these two sticks before leaving.
But after capturing the goblin warlock alive, he had a new choice - to kill with a borrowed knife.
The reason why he went to such trouble was, in the final analysis, because of Zalanda. The name of brother-killing would be recited as much as possible. Even a discerning person could see that this was his ploy, but at least it would remain with Zalanda.
A room for relaxation to pave the way for future returns.
Coincidentally, Oster had just suffered a big blow at Gavin's place. He would definitely run back and cry to his master, and he has not left until now.
Gavin could use his butt to imagine the scene of the two of them cursing themselves together.
Now is the time for him to catch them all in one go.
Plop!
The goblin warlock knelt on the ground on the spot and burst into tears: "Please, please let me go, no matter what you ask me to do, I am willing to do it, please let me go..."
Obviously, this goblin warlock was a smart man, and he understood Gavin's general plan from just a few words.
Understand that Gavin needs someone to blame. Compared with the living, the dead are more secretive.
He was afraid that if he threw the fireball down later, he would be certain to die.
Gavin kills himself with one blow and puts all the blame on himself. This is the real and safest way.
Gavin naturally knew why the goblin warlock had such a reaction, and his face turned dark. In the eyes of the other party, was he so dark-hearted?
But the arrow is on the string, so I have to shoot it. If I miss this opportunity, I don’t know when the next opportunity will come.
Gavin patiently explained a few more words: "Most of the troops here have already gone to attack another goblin tribe. As long as you do as I say, your chances of survival will be great. When the time comes, I will ride behind.
Chasing you, as long as you don't fall into the hands of others, I will give you a chance to live. But if you are unwilling to cooperate with my plan, I can only send you on your way. Why not take a gamble and bet my heart that without you?
Thinking so darkly."
When the dagger was placed on his neck, the goblin warlock knew that he had no choice.
If you do, there may still be a chance of survival.
If you don't do it, there will be death and no life.
The goblin warlock's face was ashen, and he quickly began to form seals with his hands, chanting incantations, and began to synchronize with the magic network. A large amount of magic power gathered around him, and soon it gathered into a fireball as big as a fist.
At this time, the goblin warlock could clearly feel the death chill emanating from the dagger on his neck. As long as his fireball technique was not launched towards the target, the dagger would immediately cut open his neck.
How do you choose to exchange the lives of unrelated people for a glimmer of life?
For a goblin who doesn't have many moral concepts, he doesn't have to guess.
After the fireball broke away from the goblin warlock's hands, it flew forward at a terrifying speed, and flew bigger and bigger, because in the process, the surrounding magic power was responding to its adsorption.
By the time he reached the top of the carriage, he had become the size of an adult's head.
boom!
The violent explosion overturned the luxury carriage, and two figures flew out of the carriage and fell to the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.
The landing point of the fireball technique was very precise, just avoiding the two heavily armored guards in front of the carriage.
But they were too close to the explosion point, and the powerful flame wave directly flew them away. They rolled several times in a row and lay motionless on the ground. It was not known whether they were shocked to death or fell unconscious.
"run!"
Gavin shouted at the goblin warlock, and rushed out like a cannonball. As he ran, he shouted: "Catch the assassin, catch the assassin, that damn goblin assassinated the baron."
The goblin warlock who originally closed his eyes and waited for death was stunned for a moment, and then he was enveloped in a huge surprise. He did not expect that the other party actually fulfilled his promise and fulfilled the promise he made with a goblin.
The next second, his huge survival instinct dominated him, he threw off his short legs and ran towards the nearest war horse.
I ran over and discovered that this war horse had obviously been arranged by the human named Gavin. The reins were just hanging there and could be pulled out of the collar. There was a gap as far as the eye could see.
After a few leaps on horseback, he could leave this temporary camp. The possibility of life was waving to him not far away, and the goblin warlock jumped on his horse without hesitation.
On the other side, the two heavily-armed guards assigned to Roang by Zalanda ran out in disheveled clothes. When they saw the situation at the scene, their eyes suddenly turned red. Without thinking, they untied the war horses not far away and headed toward the scene just now.
The goblin warlock stepped out of the camp and gave chase.
As they walked further away, Gavin, who was hiding in the shadows, jumped over and checked the heavily armored guards who were knocked away by the fireball spell. He found that they were just knocked unconscious, so he ignored them and quickly headed towards the people who were also unaware of their life or death.
Roan and Oster ran away.
After all, across the carriage, who doesn't know whether a fireball can really take them away in a wave.
In Faerûn, everyone who is dead can be revived, let alone those who are still alive.
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