Hero Calendar 3236 Golden Month 15

Farian border-Wishour area

Because they are close to the Eastern Gilkut Mountains, the borders between Farian, Mingsu and Singji, are full of winding canyons.

It is precisely because of this special geographical environment that Skata, a small village built on the hills, has become a meaningful frontier area because it is a must-pass for Singji and Falion.

In the evening, a caravan came at the abandoned businessmen's camp near Skata town.

Because it suddenly started to rain heavily and was about to arrive at a town where you could rest, the caravan had to stop moving forward.

"Let's rest here and wait until the rain stops before setting off."

Seeing the temporary resting place hidden in the cliff, Sanger, the leader of the Saji caravan, showed a comforting smile.

Finally found a place to rest.

"Uncle Sanger, I think it's better to go for a while. There have been rumors of lizard people appearing here recently. It's better not to take risks." The female pastor Lina, who was traveling with him, looked at the surrounding environment and didn't want to spend the night in this wilderness.

"Lina, don't worry, I have hired enough mercenaries this time and will not be like last time." Thinking of his experience at Heisen, Sanger patted his chest and promised. This time he spent a lot of money to hire a famous mercenary team to escort him, and he must send the remaining spices to Livenas.

Because of the constant wars on the border between Mingsu and Onitro, it took him twice as much time to enter Farian's border.

As long as you pass Scata, the road ahead will be much easier.

However, none of the caravans noticed that their arrival woke up those who were staying in the camp.

"Wait, there are other things here besides us!"

The strange atmosphere suddenly appeared alerted the female priest in white robe. They were not the only ones in this abandoned caravan camp.

"alert!!"

Almost at the same time, the mercenary captain wearing silver armor gave the order, and the mercenaries following the caravan immediately jumped off the horse, pulled out their weapons and shields, and looked around with caution.

"What? It turned out to be a passing caravan."

The sudden sound made the nervous caravan and the mercenary on alert look at the voice point - in the corner of the ruins, an old man with a ferocious appearance sat upright. When he found that the caravan that was a little embarrassed because of the heavy rain woke him up, he lay down again with a complaining tone.

Beside him was sitting a young man holding a twelve-stringed harp, looking at him, quite like a bard wandering around.

However, when everyone looked at the burly orcs around the poet, the sense of crisis that had just decreased slightly increased again.

"How can there be orcs in such places?" After seeing the head of the lion belonging to the power type, Sanger looked at the mercenary captain he hired with a little concern.

In the eyes of merchants, the orcs are cruel and inhuman robbers, and most of the bandits wandering on the border of Ming and Su were half orcs. Seeing a half orc appearing in the camp where they were about to rest, Sanger didn't want any accidents when he was about to arrive at his destination.

"Don't worry, Mr. Sanger, even the lion orc who is extremely powerful, will not pose a threat to your caravan. After all, individual power cannot defeat the team. We have two hundred well-equipped mercenaries, and small robbers are not opponents, let alone it is only one person." Realizing the employer's concern, the mercenary captain Charles turned over and dismounted. He looked at the cave and confirmed that there were no other people here, and immediately ordered his subordinates to start cleaning up the broken wood and gravel blocked at the entrance.

"Sinsa, if you lead two teams to guard the entrance of the cave, you will immediately repay if you have any suspicion. Romur, take a team of people to patrol nearby, and the others will rest on the spot."

Just as the merchants started to raise fires to keep warm, the old man lying on the ground resting suddenly spoke.

"You'd better not be too noisy. My two other companions prefer quietness. Be careful that they drive you out."

"What..." Hearing the old man's words, several mercenaries who were resting on the stone stood up and walked towards the old man who was lying casually with a blanket.

"Just because of you?"

"Hey, you old man are so angry. Although you arrived first, this way of speaking is too arrogant, right?"

"Shut up, don't cause trouble, come back for me." Seeing that his subordinates had the intention to move towards the old man, Charles lowered his face and shouted loudly.

"But, leader, look at this old ghost..."

"We are escorting the caravan this time. Protecting their safety is the top priority. Others... don't be too troublesome." While teaching a lesson to several subordinates who were worried, Charles looked at the corner where the old man was resting.

There were no fires on the ground, but those people could sleep so peacefully and weirdly in the late spring season that was still chilly.

The team of orcs, bards and old men dressed in thieves is weird.

There were two blankets on the ground, indicating that they had two companions, and five people were walking in the Versu area, a mountainous area full of lizardmen and wild beasts, strangely.

Our team of nearly 300 people squeezed into this cave, and they were not surprised or scared at all. They were strange.

All kinds of doubts made Charles even more curious about this strange team.

"Captain, look at the back..." Deputy Chief Ge Qi approached Charles and whispered in his ear.

Under Gozi's instructions, Charles turned his gaze to the vent that was almost used for the window. What surprised him was that there were two people standing there at some time. The gray traveler's cloak blocked their appearance, but it emitted an unnegligible atmosphere from them.

Under everyone's gaze, we walked to the corner where the old man was. It seemed that these two people were his companions.

"It's weird, I remember there is only one exit here." Ge Qi was puzzled. They came here a few times, but they never knew there were other entrances.

"Yes, how did they come in? The patrol outside has no report..." With the same doubt, Charles walked to the vent that only allowed one person to pass through and immediately widened his eyes.

Below is the bottomless canyon, and the faint white mist shows its depth. There is no road at all on the smooth and straight cliffs. How did they get up?

When I looked back, I saw Ge Qi, who was also frightened.

"Captain..."

"I ordered everyone to be careful and not be careless. These guys are definitely not ordinary people." Charles' original confidence was broken by the facts he had just seen.

"What are you two doing after you have been there for so long?"

The old man lying on the ground asked as he looked back at his companion.

"Talk about future plans." The shorter man replied. The caravan and mercenary were surprised that this was actually the voice of a woman. There were women in such a weird team?!

"Haha..." the old man laughed out loud; "Mr. Knight can also give advice. If I hadn't heard him speak, I would have thought he was mute."

"Indeed, his personality is a bit dull. However, it is better for you to keep some verbal etiquette. After all... With his scrupulous personality, you won't allow you to say this. Be careful of being cut off when you sleep."

"Are you suggesting that I can cause trouble for this guy?" He pointed his eyes at his companion, and the tall man in his cloak was serious in his indifferent tone, which made the old man who was still laughing stopped his already risky behavior immediately.

"Just kidding, I'm kidding..."

"You should restrain yourself and don't forget his identity, Maitarot. This guy doesn't mind giving you a knife behind the scenes. Although we are friends,... your jokes must be limited, don't cause trouble for yourself." Opening the book he took out when he took it out, the woman in the cloak said in her slightly low voice. "I don't mind the problem you have when you attacked from time to time, but I'm not too big or small with outsiders. Be careful to get into unnecessary trouble."

When she turned her head to the side of the caravan, Charles saw her appearance. Under her cloak was an ordinary face. Although it was impossible to see clearly because of the dark light in the hole, her general facial features had been confirmed.

Even if he sees such an ordinary face again in the future, if it weren't for the scene I saw before, he might never have remembered such a face.

However, her weird behavior also made Charles feel even more strange.

Although the fire had already risen here and there was some light, the corner was still pitch black. Even if you could see things, it was far from enough to read books. The woman actually took out a bottle of ink and wrote it on the dark book with a weird pen.

In such a dark light, can she see it?

"Lina, what's wrong with you?"

Just as the mercenary captain looked at his roommate who was on the same hole as them, the caravan leader brought his attention back with anxious shouts.

The female priest in the caravan fell to the ground sweating profusely, breathing very rapidly, and her face was full of pain.

"What's wrong with her?" Charles, who was originally a knight, bent down and asked Sanger who was trying to help the priest up.

The mercenaries resting around also gathered over and saw Lina's face gradually turning white, they all began to get anxious.

After spending a while, the priest who always smiles and shows his feelings has the same important position in the hearts of the mercenaries as the caravans.

Seeing that she suddenly felt like she had some emergency, some mercenaries quickly opened their own packages to find medicines for healing and curing diseases.

In this short period of time, the female priest's condition became worse and worse. Not only was her face so white that she could see the blood vessels under her skin, but also accompanied by her rapid breathing, her facial features began to seep out of her facial features.

"Who, who can heal the spells on the team?"

Seeing the pastor's appearance, Sanger shouted anxiously.

"Miss Lina herself is the priest, and no one can heal spells except her."

"What should I do?" When Sanger heard the words of the mercenary commander, he was anxious. He always treated Lina as his niece, and she was the daughter of the patriarch. If something really happened, how could he have the attitude to go back?

"Tsk, please..."

Just when everyone was so anxious that they didn't know what to do, a murmur came from not far away.

The strange woman sitting on the ground raised her left hand slightly, and a black light that was almost invisible shot out from something like a ring in her hand. The female priest who had already started to twitch all over her body then stopped breathing rapidly.

"Lina, are you okay?"

Looking at Lina, who seemed to have recovered from her strange state with concern, Sanger was rummaging around in the package she carried with him. When he left Daiha, he went to the Temple of Light to spend a lot of money to invite the priest to pray for blessings.

"Give it..." He carefully took out the crystal bottle wrapped in cloth and handed it to the weak female priest. Sanger didn't know if the potion was really as rumored, and it had the effect of resurrection.

Gudong Gudong drank all the bottle of holy water, and Lina's face calmed down slightly.

"Is that woman doing a good thing?" A young mercenary who loved the female priest angrily pulled out the weapon in his hand, intending to teach this guy who was casually hurting people.

"Iron, come back!" Before Charles could stop his cousin's reckless behavior, he shouted and rushed over.

"Silly..." The old man who was hiding on the ground muttered, and the orc's pupils showed mercy, and the bard had no time to open his mouth and shouted, "Don't come here!!"

Seeing this, Charles began to worry about Ain.

Time is like a sudden freeze.

The mercenary who had already rushed to the ground wearing a cloak and was sitting next to the woman who was flipping books leisurely suddenly found that he could not move forward any further. The long sword he had raised in his hand was gently pinched by a palm wearing red and white gloves. The force was not as easy as catching a sword cut down violently, but holding a meal spoon.

"Uh..." Ain hadn't figured out how the tall man who had also not taken off his cloak suddenly flashed from behind the woman and was already blown backwards by a punch.

"Iron!!"

He caught his cousin who came back, but he was punched in the bridge of his nose. Not only did he bleed, but he also fainted.

"Those bastards..." Several mercenaries who were close to Ain did not care about the commander's orders, and drew out their weapons one after another, with great intentions to siege them.

Seeing this posture, the tall man who had not spoken turned around and looked at the woman who was still sitting on the ground writing. Seeing that she had not said anything, she pulled off her cloak and threw it to the side. Then, she pulled out the long scimitar at her waist.

The red and blue fluorescence not only illuminates the dark corner, but also allows people to see the appearance of the man holding double swords.

The handsome facial features are soft long silver hair, shiny mitral armor and pointed ears that shine in the dark all show the identity of this tall man with a cold expression.

"Dark, night elves..."

In an instant, the originally noisy cave was silent, with only the sound of breathing of varying degrees and the sound of sweat dripping on the ground.
Chapter completed!