Knight of the Light

The deserted Black Forest used to be a lively market. Countless adventurers with rich dreams came in and rushed into the vast forest. Some of them can make a fortune, while others are swallowed by monsters for snacks.

Old Burg was sitting in a carriage pulling goods and heading down the forest along the newly opened road. There were several adventurers sitting in the carriage looking at the rookie.

"I really don't understand. Where do these novices dare to break into the Black Forest?" Old Borg chatted to the driver, "They will become the **** of the wolfman in a few days."

The driver laughed, but shook his head and said, "People have purchased VIP-level services. I have two hundred coins. I bet they are all the children of a wealthy family in the North. They sneaked in."

After entering the forest, a few novices were very excited and nervous. Wearing light armor and holding expensive swords, there are two or three real adventurers behind and behind them, dedicated to providing security services.

When the carriage reached a curve and slowed down, the adventurers leading the team shouted nervously: "Be careful, rookies, monsters always pick this kind of place to launch attacks. Ah, look! A group of goblins rushed over, Ready to fight."

There were really a group of goblins that came out of the woods, yelled at Oak Oak, and attacked the carriage with a short spear. The driver pulled his whip, the horse pulling the cart hissed and kept kicking, which increased the tension.

The adventurer on the carriage only raised his shield and shouted, "Take your bows and arrows to stop these terrible monsters. Remember to stay calm and don't panic. It's just some goblins, if you can't even beat them, you go home and drink Go milk. "

The rookies were nervous and straight forward, and some people couldn't even hold the knife, and they fell off when they were. Some people were unsteady in pulling the bow, and their faces were bled from the bowstring. The sound of yelling at her mother for a moment was quite loud.

The goblin fluttered outside the car just whimpered, not fast. The adventurers who led the team also behaved strangely to the rookies. He only stepped forward and kicked the **** of a few people, drinking them to fight back bravely.

After tossing for a long time, only a few arrows were shot sparsely in the compartment. It's just that the shot is neither accurate nor effective, and the target can't hit it close at hand. After finally getting hit by a goblin's ass, the carriage had already passed that dangerous area.

The rookies were shocked, but the adventurers who led the team praised them for doing a good job. You defeated a goblin attack, which was a great victory. But don't be proud, the journey will be more dangerous.

Old Borg couldn't stand the farce, and whispered to the coachman, "Is it fun to rook the rookies?"

The novices are undergoing post-war psychological counselling, and the driver has joined the ranks of loud praise and talked about the fact that if not a few great young heroes made a strong shot, his carriage must be intercepted by the goblin.

A few novices were in tears and were very scared. They were very happy to be courageously praised, and they felt like a hero for a while. The coachman praised, and whispered to the old Borg, "Whether people spend money, do they just want to be happy?"

Old Borg shook his head, saying it was totally unacceptable. The convoy was attacked several times along the way. From a goblin to a goblin to a tall bear goblin, it feels really good to upgrade and fight.

The rookies are on a roller coaster, scared to death and extremely addicted. They even had the courage to get out of the car and besiege the bear goblin, and even chopped each other.

The pitiful bear can shatter the rookie's brain with a savvy stick, but he can only block it a few times, relying on the thick skin and thick meat to carry the battle experience to the end, and eventually flee. The novices were sweating and extremely excited.

But after the bear goblin, there were several live corpses lying on the road ahead. A wolf man was gnawing at flesh and blood, the adventurer leading the team immediately picked up the sword and the crossbow, and the driver was extremely nervous, so he quickly passed the horse.

The strong **** smell whitened some of the rookie's smoked faces, staring at the corpses with their intestines broken, all speechless.

But the wolf man glanced at the markings on the carriage, made a few roars of unknown meaning, and dragged the corpse into the woods.

The appearance of the wolves made the old Borg extremely nervous. But both sides passed by without incident, and they were extremely lucky.

The lead adventurer explained to the rookies: "These wolfmen are extremely cruel, but they will not attack randomly when they are full."

A rookie asked, "What kind of people are dead?"

"Some guys who feel that they are great. This is the price of recklessness." The lead adventurer said, "Without our guidance, the Black Forest is extremely dangerous."

Away from the wolves, the driver let out a sigh of relief, and whispered something to the old Borg: "It's guys who don't pay and don't work for Lord Hugo. Every time I go this way, I see this Such an arrogant person deserves it. "

Old Borg was also relieved, but asked more puzzled: "Wolfmen have always been shy, when did they become so obedient?"

The coachman laughed, "The wolves were fierce, powerful and familiar with the forest. But we are well equipped, eat and drink, have high morale, and goblins lead the way. The old knights Naser and Druinar repeatedly led a team to kill. they.

The skin of the head of the werewolf was peeled off and hung in the government center as a rug, and the old nest was carried several times. Anyone would be honest. I once heard His Excellency Hugo say a word about cruelty, human beings are first. "

Old Borg was said to be speechless, and had to admit that the last sentence is completely correct. Humans seem to be weak, but there are humans everywhere in the Ferenc continent, which shows everything. The monsters are not willing to hide in the old forest in the mountains.

The carriage drove in the Black Forest for a day and reached the rest stop halfway through. Several rookies have been fighting and frightening all day, and they have been bumpy all the way, already exhausted and weak. They went into the rest station to eat and drink casually, and fell down to sleep.

The rest station is in rough condition, but it has two layers inside and outside, and the structure is firm. The stationed adventurer will be on guard 24 hours a day to ensure safety.

In the middle of the night, a group of goblins will come to attack the night. The dizzy rookies will be kicked up by the adventurer instructor for defensive operations until they exhaust their last trace of physical strength and energy.

The night strike awakened Old Borg, and he was unhappy to ask why he was so tossing, "Was it good to let the rookies sleep? Everyone is relaxed."

The adventurer leading the team explained with a smile: "This is stipulated by His Excellency Hugo. He said that if the customer pays, he will have a full range of experience and go back and feel bragging.

And without exhausting the physical strength of these rookies, you don't know what trouble they will cause next. If they sneak out and act alone, it will be very troublesome, and damage will ruin our business reputation. "

Old Borg could only laugh bitterly at this, thinking: "Victor Hugo really thought about making money."

Similar things happened over the next two days. The novices have grown a lot in continuous adventures, and learned a lot while enjoying themselves.

And when the carriage reached the Bloodshed Canyon, a **** adventurer suddenly ran over the road and shouted, "The undead in the canyon countered. The situation is critical, do you bring evil spirit oil?"