But the Evil Dragon nad Land has not yet returned!
Black Mist Grassland, a gentle breeze blown by, yet the atmosphere was a bit heavy.
The Elf with the incarnation of a Silver Dragon frowned attractively, looked at the Little Black Dragon displeasedly and said, "How co your brother Land hasn’t co back yet?"
"Maybe he’s encountered so trouble outside, just wait a little longer, he’ll definitely be back soon! Don’t worry! He would never abandon Fiona and !" The Little Black Dragon said with an unwavering face and a determined tone.
"Then we shall wait a bit longer."
The Silver Dragon showed understanding.
Again, three weeks passed.
The Silver Dragon’s gaze towards the Little Black Dragon beca slightly odd: "Are you sure you haven’t been abandoned?"
"I swear! Land would never abandon us! The bond between him and is akin to that between tal Dragons and their kin! Can you understand that?" The Little Black Dragon persisted as always.
"Alright! Then let’s wait a bit longer."
The Silver Dragon took a brief rest and said this.
Again, three weeks passed.
The Silver Dragon looked at the Little Black Dragon without speaking, but the gaze was very sharp.
"Trust ! It’s really soon! He really just ran into a minor, insignificant trouble..."
Again, three weeks passed...
"Silver Dragon sister! We’ve been waiting for so long, and it’s no problem to continue waiting! Leaving now is sothing I won’t accept, not just ; I’m afraid even Miss Viss would be unwilling! Isn’t that right?"
The Elf with the incarnation of a Silver Dragon clenched her fist, and from her small nose, due to her emotional excitent, so white cold mist erupted.
The Little Black Dragon on the side watched his corner of the eye twitch, feeling cowardice, fearing that the opponent might suddenly explode and beat him flat.
But fortunately, this Silver Dragon still had so integrity, and stubbornly held back.
Thus, ti will continue to slowly pass.
...............
On the edge of the Haisen Kingdom.
On the flat grassland.
Six or seven strong Half-Beastn holding wooden clubs patrolled the grassland.
One of the Half-Beastn said sowhat depressingly:
"Gelo! Do you think all Giant Dragons are as strange as the master?
Said to eat antelopes, we caught a few for him, but he didn’t want them, insisted on the smaller ones, and they must be younger than one year?
What is this about? They’re all antelopes!
Could it be that the master is now inclined toward those Elves, and wants to make things difficult for us?"
"Hmm, I’m not very clear, but I asked the elder of the clan last night.
They say that humans prefer to eat tender food, it tastes much better that way.
Maybe it’s the sa for the master." Another Half-Beastman explained.
"The sa? How could it be the sa, the master is a Giant Dragon, can humans be like him? Are you an idiot?" The previous Half-Beastman retorted.
"Idiot? You fool really dare to say that! I’ve already told you the answer, if you don’t believe , then go ask the master yourself!" The other Half-Beastman was displeased.
"You two idiots! Shut up! Quickly search for food! If we fail to find food before sunset, you should know what awaits us back ho, right?"
Other Half-Beastn hurriedly stopped the potential conflict.
The three Half-Beastn shivered thinking of the fate of the previous batch responsible for finding prey, imdiately becoming obedient.
Beginning to diligently search for prey on the grassland.
But at this mont.
A group of unexpected guests arrived on the trade route of the grassland.
This is a group of thirty to forty n clad in Leather Armor, carrying Iron Swords, predominantly guards.
And a dozen adventurers with diverse attire.
Their appearance was sowhat odd, compared to ordinary humans, either shorter or slir, skin rougher, eyes mostly yellowish-brown.
They weren’t humans, but a large group of Sub-humans.
Descendants of humans and dwarves, gnos, elves, beastn, and other races interbred multiple tis.
Their status in this world generally was relatively low, disliked by humans, elves, dwarves, gnos, et cetera.
However, their cost was extrely low, usually cheaper than other races with similar power capabilities, hence being a business’s favorite objects to hire and exploit.
Among their encirclent were several carts carrying thick cargo, and one cart specifically decorated, with a coachman controlling the direction upfront.
Clearly, this was a caravan.
"How much further to reach the Laine Kingdom, Viscount Ireland’s Domain?"
The curtain of a cart was lifted, a rather plump and round head poked out from the window, asking a guard beside him.
He was the person in charge of this operation, one of the leaders in the comrce, Aganfu.
"Master Aganfu, it’s about another twenty to thirty kiloters to reach, honestly, I’m not quite sure why you insist on taking this road.
The Half-Beastn ambush event two years ago, you’re aware of it, nearly a whole battalion was wiped out, hearing from the survivors, there were as many as a hundred to two hundred Half-Beastn here...
If encountered..."
The Sub-human guard’s expression was quite tense.
"If possible, I wouldn’t choose this road either, but Viscount Ireland needs the cargo urgently! The main issue is, the price they offered is sothing the comrce cannot easily refuse.
Also, in this operation, we brought those treasures! Would you still fear a bunch of Half-Beastn?"
Aganfu seed sowhat displeased towards the end of his words.
The Sub-human guard responded by straightening up and closing his mouth, after Aganfu sank back into the cart he surveyed surroundings, shouted:
"Everyone, stay alert!
The Half-Beastn ambush two years ago, I believe everyone has heard of it! This is a domain where Half-Beastn have appeared, everyone must be ready for battle! Be cautious of getting ambushed!
Mage, be attentive to casting that Guard Skill!"
At this mont, a rough-featured, relatively young-looking Sub-human warrior laughed heartily:
"Don’t worry, Guard Captain! With us, the Blood Hamr Adventurer’s Guild here, what are re Half-Beastn?
Our leader fought a Level 10 Warrior Wasted Giant single-handedly!"
"Indeed! A Wasted Giant is a Challenge Level 8 monster in the Book of the Adventurer! Possessing a power easily annihilating a unit of dozens, a fearso powerhouse!
Compared to it, Half-Beastn are nothing more than feeble insects! Facing the leader, they’re lambs awaiting slaughter!"
"Hahaha~ The leader is super strong!"
The mbers of the Adventurer’s Guild spoke in turn, laughing nonstop.
Everyone at this mont couldn’t help but direct their gaze toward a dwarf with disheveled hair, scruffy beard, approximately forty years old, facially scarred, clad in grey armor, extrely muscular but barely 1.4 ters tall.
The sa person, the leader of the Blood Hamr Adventurer’s Guild, Haku Blood Hamr.
A person with nearly twenty years of adventurer experiences.
Just seeing him, everyone felt instinctively at ease.
"Hahahaha! Everyone, don’t say that! That was pure luck defeating the Wasted Giant! Honestly, the creature was injured back then! Nonetheless, I paid quite a cost!
This ti, if the Half-Beastn dare co, we’ll rely on everyone’s strength.
I have heard of the strength of the Havier Comrce!
This ti, you must’ve brought those treasures, didn’t you? With those treasures present, the need for us, the Blood Hamr Adventurer’s Guild, is negligible."
The dwarf chuckled upon hearing this, took a gourd from his waist, pulled out the plug, took a sip of wheat beer then laughed heartily, his eyes flickering slightly at the ntion of those treasures.
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