Chapter 59: Favor
"Hey hey, amazing, that sword of yours just now!"
The halfling Alton, cradling his delicate miniature lute in his arms, stared wide-eyed at .
As an adventurer developing toward the direction of "bard," even though he hadn't formally obtained a professional level yet, his combat thod still tended toward standing at the back of the formation, using his music to provide help to teammates.
Therefore, standing on the wagon in the back, he'd seen almost the entire battle process.
"You're too kind." I smiled and nodded in response.
"Your music helped a lot."
It wasn't just saying it for emotional intelligence's sake. The halfling's music just now had indeed improved my combat ability to a certain extent.
Although even without it, those four goblins would still have been a one-sword matter, I'd genuinely felt the change in my body.
"Really! No no no, hahaha!"
Hearing this, Alton imdiately laughed with flying eyebrows and dancing colors.
Most halflings were like this—a simple complint could get huge feedback, very easy to satisfy.
No wonder their reputation on Ephara Continent was so good.
And at the sa ti, although naturally enthusiastic and curious, Alton very appropriately didn't inquire about sensitive topics like my "combat skills" or "weapons."
As if suddenly rembering sothing.
The halfling hastily put down the lute in his hands, restraining his smile, his body facing the direction that night owl had flown earlier.
Ten fingers together, both hands like two short swords crossed in front of his chest, bowing slightly.
Seeing his movents were different from before, I couldn't help asking:
"Are you praying to the goddess of fortune?"
"Not this ti." Having finished his salute, Alton's face blood with a smile again. "It's Mr. Arvoreen."
My mind quickly searched related mories.
Also one of the deities of the halfling Hin pantheon.
—【God of Vigilance and War】"Arvoreen."
Hearing this, I beca even more confused.
Although there was nothing strange about halflings saluting deities of their own pantheon.
But...
"Lady Luck... doesn't need it?"
I asked with so probing, carefully.
Unexpectedly, the halfling didn't care at all, only lowering his head to check his lute's strings while casually saying:
"She doesn't care about these things."
Tsk.
I clicked my tongue wordlessly.
Co to think of it, in the entire kingdom, you couldn't even find a few related temples or shrines.
This deity obviously wouldn't care about these insignificant, dispensable rituals either.
......
Right now we were already very close to Karanfor.
In the nearby wilderness apart from goblins, there basically wouldn't be any other dangers.
Our group hastily dealt with these green-skinned rats' corpses, walked a short distance forward, then rested again.
Continuing to eat.
Battles that could happen at any ti were commonplace for adventurers.
Even if they'd just cut down goblins, with dirty foul blood all over their bodies, they just sat by the campfire chatting with normal expressions.
One person even, while reminded by soone beside him to remove a section of goblin intestine from the clothes on his back and casually throw it into the fire, continued taking big bites of dried at.
I sat alone in a corner of the camp, using gauze to wipe the longsword on my knee.
It seed no different from before.
But I felt the atmosphere in the camp had subtly changed.
Apart from and the halfling, the other adventurers in the caravan were either in small squads or had cooperated before.
Naturally, they were sowhat exclusionary toward , this stranger.
Although it hadn't reached the level of hostility, I could still feel the alienation and indifference coming from the other side.
I was happy with the peace and quiet.
But with the end of this battle, this situation had invisibly changed.
Perhaps because my 【Whirlwind Slash】 practiced to max level was too eye-catching, or the battle had proven my trustworthiness.
Several people in the group had notably better attitudes toward . The adventurer who'd just commanded the battle with a leader-like appearance even actively ca over, approaching with a lowered posture to make conversation.
I personally didn't care much about these things, but seeing his performance, I also socialized a bit, exchanging a few greetings.
"Crack pop."
Sparks burst.
The orange-red flas gently flickered in the reflection of the night.
I sat on a mat, the firelight reflected in my eyes.
In my previous life, I worked exhausted every day. On the rare rest days I finally got, I only wanted to lie at ho.
Now looking at the campfire constantly changing with the evening breeze before , feeling the gentle warm current on my body's surface.
As if my entire spirit was imrsed in it—just watching the flickering flas, I could stay like this all night.
In my ears, I vaguely heard Jeff and the halfling's conversation.
"Captain, you were way too intense just now!" Alton's tone was light. "We're not the ones you hired—just leave these things to us!"
"How could that work? This caravan, for you all it might not be much—take a few more missions and you'd earn it back. But for , it's half a lifeti of savings."
Jeff's gaze showed determination as he seriously replied.
"Just these few wagons?"
"Hehe." Hearing this, this honest and plain fellow's face showed an embarrassed smile.
"I have two children, both studying at an academy in Nyum. The tuition fees alone cost quite a bit every year."
"Got to make money..."
"What about later?" The halfling, as always with deep curiosity, extended the topic. "After they grow up, what do you plan for them to do?"
"Inherit your caravan, or beco adventurers?"
"No no no, not adventurers." Jeff instinctively waved his hands repeatedly, his expression resistant, then suddenly realized the halfling's identity before him and stopped his movents. "Sorry, I didn't an it that way."
Alton naturally wouldn't care about such things, only smiling and gesturing for him to continue.
"Jemmy... the academy teacher says he has so talent in linguistics, maybe... beco a Common language teacher?"
"Lillina told before she wants to open a tailor shop. I've saved quite a bit these years, just a little short."
Speaking, Jeff seed to suddenly rember sothing.
His plain face carrying expectation, he asked Alton before him:
"I heard you believe in the goddess of fortune?"
"That's right!"
"Then may I ask... if I pray to the goddess, will she bless ?"
"That depends on what you specifically pray for."
"Heh." Jeff scratched his head, smiling honestly. "Just to earn more money, family safe and healthy."
"You know, in our line of work, running north and south all over, we always encounter..."
"She will."
Alton answered seriously and sincerely, word by word.
"Lady Luck favors the brave, and also favors those who work hard at living."
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