This story took place before Ender came to the dragon world.
It was an afternoon, and the weather was a bit sultry, especially in this coastal city. The sun hung brightly in the sky, making the dirt road on the ground so dusty that it felt like stepping on a red-hot iron plate.
The city is close to the sea, and the best location is naturally close to the sea. It is the territory of the nobles. The towering castle is connected to the coast, which is easy to defend but difficult to attack. It is a natural barrier.
Further inland is the area where various small nobles and knights live. There are mansions of different styles built here, but this is just the tip of the iceberg of the wealth of these rich people.
Further away, markets and taverns began to appear. Adventurers gathered here, enjoying the fresh fish caught in the sea and the newly brewed beer in the tavern, waiting for a way out so that they could kill a few brothers nearby.
Bryn Lake Mouth.
The layout in a tavern is always somewhat particular. A large counter, several tables and chairs, and the boxes above naturally divide people into different classes.
Those mage gentlemen in robes, who like to be clean, ask for a piece of food and a few glasses of mead, and send the big-breasted landlady to a clean room above, where they can drink by themselves. This is called Dharma Master.
proud.
The adventurers who were less advanced wanted to have good wine and good food on the first floor, and a group of three or four friends drank happily, looked at the dancers in the tavern, and figured out which woman would be happy in the belly.
Marin has been working as a waiter in the tavern since he was twelve years old. He is short and doesn't talk much, but he has a lively mind. In addition to his original job as a waiter, he occasionally works part-time as an agent, providing simple introductions to new adventurers.
work.
Today, a guy who was different from the others came into the tavern. He was wearing a robe that shone with spiritual light, but he sat carelessly in front of the bar and asked the landlady to give him a glass of beer without any appearance.
This is not the habit of those mage masters. Marin took the beer from the landlady's hand and put it in front of him.
The man had the smell of yellow sand, and Marin could tell just by looking at him that this guy was a seasoned adventurer, and his strength was definitely not weak.
Only the best adventurers can travel through this monster-filled continent, and such people are generally very short of money and travel expenses are high, so they will not mind taking on some troublesome tasks.
Marin retreated calmly, speaking rashly would only arouse disgust. He was waiting, waiting for a suitable moment.
Sure enough, the man introduced the beer in one gulp, popped out a copper coin and dropped it into Marin's hand: "Boy, what work can you do recently? It's a big job."
Marin moved his face respectfully and said in a low voice: "The noble gentleman who went to the city recently is going to hunt a whale in the open sea and needs some guards."
"No," the man raised his eyebrows: "I hate the sea, and I also hate those aristocratic people."
"An adventurer from the Adventurer's Guild is missing," Marin's face became more respectful, and he continued: "We are organizing a team to search for him."
"How's the pay?"
"The missing adventurer comes from a very large family and is paid a lot of money, whether he lives or dies."
"Taken, you are another fool who envies the adventurous life," the man mocked, "I hope the reward will satisfy me."
"What do you call sir?" Marin took out a notebook and asked.
"It's interesting that you can actually read and write. Just call me Ender." Ender nodded at Marin, who tore off a piece of paper and handed it to him. On the dim paper, there was the name of this mission.
intelligence.
"Mr. Ander, I wish you a safe journey."
…
Ender held the information in his hand. The quality of the paper was very poor, and crumbs fell off when he rubbed it gently, but he could barely read the information on it.
"It's another cliché story. The eldest daughter of the family ran away from home and became an adventurer but was defeated by goblins." Ender scratched his head and said with a headache: "Don't these guys even exercise? Take a handle
Is the Iron Sword coming on stage?"
"Forget it, never mind,
Completing this task will be enough for my next trip." Ander didn't like the climate in this city. It was too humid, so he planned to leave after only two or three days.
In the forest outside the city, Ender walked among the fallen leaves. This place was densely covered with trees and all kinds of monsters breed there. It was a paradise for novice adventurers, but if you were not careful, it would become a hell.
"Let me take a look, here..." Ender was looking at the map, and suddenly he raised his head. A flaming arrow flew out of his hand and hit the treetops above: "Stop being sneaky, come out and have a chat."
"Oh, human," there was a sound on the treetops, and along with the fallen leaves, a very stereotypical elf fell from the treetops: "What's so sneaky, it's just that my goal coincides with yours.
.”
Ender looked at the falling elf, who was wearing a tight-fitting outfit with his arms and thighs exposed, his long silver hair trailing behind his back, and holding a handful of wood in his hand.
He looked the elf up and down, and couldn't help but complain: "You look like a newbie, right?"
"Why... do you want to take care of it?" The elf tilted his head arrogantly, but Ander did not indulge her thoughts and said with a straight finger:
"The arms have no muscles at all, holding a heavy and inconvenient longbow, the hair on the back is not tied up, and you are dressed like this..."
"Don't I look good in this outfit?" The elf panicked and lowered his head.
"You don't dress like an adventurer at all. Go back and put on your leather armor properly. Even if your clothes are enchanted, you can't be so careless." Ender said angrily: "Every year there are novices like you.
, dressed beautifully, and finally died in the hands of goblins."
As he spoke, Ander shook the information in his hand and said, "I advise you to go back as soon as possible, otherwise..."
"What would happen otherwise?" The elf was very stubborn and obviously not someone who could listen to advice.
Ender shrugged: "Into chimera dung, goblin broth, or bone sticks for ogres to grind their teeth on, like now."
As he spoke, Ender threw a fireball, and the elf looked behind her, only to find that an ogre had appeared behind her at some point, eager to knock his sap off.
Ender's fireball exploded in the opponent's face, and the ogre roared and grabbed with both hands. Ender stepped forward quickly, took out the warhammer-like staff from the space bag, and hit the ogre's head directly.
.
Boom!
The ogre's huge body hit the ground like a mountain of gold and a jade pillar. His body trembled a few times and then stopped moving.
"This is a rare breed. It can actually use mud to cover up the odor on its body. It's not a low IQ. It's not a low IQ." Ender looked at the mud on the ogre's body with interest, then turned to sarcastically address the elf.
road:
"To be honest, his stealth skills are better than yours."
The elf's face froze and he said unconvinced: "Isn't it just an ogre? I can deal with it with one hand."
Ender didn't argue with him, stood up and was about to leave. He would rather go to the tavern to drink with the adventurers than argue with the small-chested and brainless elves in the forest.
"Yeah, then you might as well show it off." Ender walked a short distance away, suddenly turned back, and looked at the elf standing next to the ogre with a half-smile. The elf was stunned for a moment, but felt something holding him.
cut his own calf.
The ogre who was knocked unconscious by Ender opened his eyes just in time, grabbed the elf's white legs, lifted her up, and then threw her to the ground.
"Wow, this little girl is going to suffer. Hey, if you die, should you bury yourself under a tree like an elf, or bury yourself in a grave like a human." Ender mocked the elf.
But he saw the elf who should have been seriously injured stand up and hit the ogre in the face with a magic missile. Then he drew the bow and arrow, and the arrow with flashing magic aura flew out.
stop!
The arrow passed through the ogre's waving palm with a breaking sound, and pierced the widened eyes. With the sound of broken bones, the specially made arrow flew out from the back of the ogre's head, bringing with it a piece of blood.
Skull nailed to tree.
"No need, I will survive," the elf panted and turned his head. His body was covered with dust and mud, and he looked a little embarrassed. He smiled slightly at Ander and said, "Does this make me qualified, senior?"
"Just give it a try," Ender nodded: "If you want to come, just follow me. There's just enough people to chat with."
He stood up and started walking deeper into the forest. Suddenly he remembered something and turned around and asked, "By the way, what's your name?"
"Just call me Liya." The elf tidied his hair and followed Ender's footsteps.
"It's a very common name." Ender paused slightly: "This word has a messy meaning in the Elvish language, but when used in names, it seems to mean..."
"The complicated light," Liya smiled slightly: "Humans call it the sunset."
"You have a very elven style. You can always find beauty in the subtleties." Ander praised the other party calmly. Liya's face became a little more colorful, and then she fell into the trap dug by Ander.
inside.
"I just came from the Soros Desert a few days ago. There is a very beautiful sunset in the desert over there..."
As the two walked, Ander began to chat about his travels these days, starting from the oriental-style temple to the boundless desert that separated the two continents. There was a lot to talk about in this trip, so the relationship between the two
The atmosphere is very pleasant.
The process of walking in the forest is not pleasant. You have to tighten all your limbs to prevent mosquitoes and branches from damaging your exposed skin.
But luckily, Ender soon found a path made by wild beasts, which saved him a lot of trouble in clearing the way.
"I have to remind you, what we see later may not be too beautiful." Ander reminded Liya: "For example, seeing the girl's head stuck on a stake, or finding each other in a pot of soup.
The stumps and stuff like that.”
Liya swallowed and forced a smile: "I'm not afraid. I promised her family that I would take her back."
"I don't think she necessarily wants to be taken back, but it doesn't matter," Ander shrugged: "The goblin camp is right in front. This camp is not small. I'm afraid there will be a lot of goblins and ogres."
"What should we do? I can kill the sentry from a long distance," Liya picked up the longbow in her hand and looked at the few goblins standing at the edge of the camp.
Ender smiled and took out his staff and said to Liya: "Sometimes, you have to learn to fight like a mage."
As he spoke, he saw the magical light on Ander's body flashing continuously, and various enhancements and buffs were added to his body desperately. His whole body expanded from the original height of 1.8 meters to three meters, like a giant earth monster fighting against the heaven and the earth.
.
"To be honest, it would be nice if you were a warrior." Ender moved his shoulders a few times and showed a bright smile to Liya: "This way I can be a fireball transmitter next to you."
With that said, Ander took a step forward and rushed out towards the Goblin camp in front of him: "Now, let's have a carnival!"
The first ones to discover Ender were the goblins who were on sentry duty in front. They held wooden sticks and made unpleasant screams. Gravels and inferior arrowheads flew towards Ender like raindrops, but they were all covered by a layer of protection.
Shield blocked.
"Is this the mage you're talking about?!" Liya's voice came from the side belatedly, with a hint of madness in her tone.
Ender nodded and crushed the goblin's head with his foot. With a wave of his staff, the fence of the camp collapsed, revealing the vigilant monsters inside.
"The real master is to engage in close combat." Ender waved his staff a few times and waved provocatively towards the largest ogre in the camp: "This saves spell slots and is suitable for situations where there is no human shield.
Use when needed.”
The largest ogre is twelve feet (3.6 meters) tall, half a head taller than Ender who uses the Giant Transformation Technique. This is not unusual among ogres. This is why he can become the king of the camp.
.
For an ogre with a low IQ, any creature shorter than him can be his food. The ogre grabbed a goblin at his feet and stuffed it into his mouth, leaving blood and bone residue.
The splash aroused the ferocity of this ogre.
Roar!
He roared and rushed towards Ender with the huge club. Such an attack would be enough for an ordinary person to go to Melkor.
But is this kind of thing useful to Ender?
Ogres compared to dragons are as ridiculous as minor leagues compared to major leagues.
Faced with the ogre's attack, Ender just stepped forward and struck the ogre's chest with the force of the staff in his hand.
boom!
The impact of the two monsters was like a boulder falling into water, causing thousands of huge waves in the air. When the smoke and dust cleared, the winner was decided. Ender stood there, covered in blood, while the ogre in front of him was
Half of his body was gone.
This terrifying power not only shocked Liya who was following Ander, but also made other ogres and goblins fear Ander. The goblins fled in all directions, and several ogres with low IQs fled.
The demons still tried to resist, but Ender killed them one by one.
"Phew, solve the problem!" Ender waved his hand, used mage tricks to clean the blood on his body, and raised his eyebrows at Liya: "Look, this is how a real mage fights."
"Awesome, awesome," Liya nodded hurriedly, and then asked, "But where is that girl?"
"Inside, uu read www.uukanshu.com. Goblins don't like to run around in the sun. Their lairs are usually in caves." Ander led Liya towards the cave in the center of the camp, and there was a sound coming from inside the cave.
An unpleasant stench made Ander and Liya frown.
Suddenly, Liya opened her bow and nocked an arrow, and an arrow flew into the cave. A scream came from inside. It wasn't until he entered the cave that Ander saw a goblin shot to death by Liya.
Next to that goblin was a woman who was covered in scars and half-dead.
"Goblin mages, they always like to set traps in the tunnels," Ender looked at the small staff in the goblin's hand and clapped his hands: "Well done, I'm starting to like you as a teammate."
"Me too, Mr. Ander, your strength just now was impressive." Liya smiled and flipped her hair: "We have found the target, but..."
Liya looked down at the woman. One of her legs had disappeared, surrounded by rough cuts: "She needs treatment. We have to rush back."
"Yes," Ender nodded and hugged the woman: "Let's go out, I have a way to solve it."
Under the sun, Ender held the woman in his arms and transformed into a dragon in the open space. His brass-colored scales shone warmly in the warm evening sun.
"Come up, let's hurry back." Ander turned around and didn't see Elf Liya, but saw a young silver dragon looking at him in surprise.
"Mr. Ander, it turns out you are..."
"So you are too..."
In the sunset, two giant dragons rose into the sky and flew out of the forest. In the air, Ander was silent for a long time, and finally said:
"Originally, I was thinking of inviting you to the desert to watch the sunset, but now... let's go to the tavern for a drink, Miss Silver Dragon."