Chapter 65: Chapter 27, Abandoned Village_2
The n present were all stunned, only Laine could be sure that Teresa had recovered about fifty percent of her strength.
"Let’s go!" Without much to say, won from the Jialan Council were never just vases. Laine led the group cautiously to the village gate as Estelle knelt on one knee, checking the footprints.
The dense footprints indicated that there had been quite a bit of traffic at this resting spot recently.
"This footprint should be Billger’s." The Elvish racial talent is Dark Vision, and although half-elves can’t see as far as elves, observing at close range is more than enough, plus the female sorcerer’s magic staff illuminated the path.
"What about these ssy footprints?" Laine also knelt down, identifying the footprints in the snow. These footprints were smaller and more chaotic.
"These should be goblins’." Based on known intelligence, Estelle made the following judgnt.
"Didn’t the Pathfinder leave any ssages?" Wandering Knight Aik said casually, but his eyes kept wandering over the female sorcerer’s long legs and chest.
Won are very sensitive to n’s gazes, and Teresa imdiately noticed it. She adjusted her coat in disgust and turned slightly to avoid Aik’s gaze: "So what you’re saying is... there might be goblins hiding in the village?"
"No worries, if there are those goblin scumbags, watch
cut them all in half for you! My lady, I’ll offer you all the goblin ears!" Aik laughed loudly, drawing his longsword and twirling it like in a beautiful dance.
"Yeah, yeah! My broadsword is already thirsty!"
"My longsword too."
"We are willing to dedicate the victory to you, Lady Trovik!"
Several wandering knights jeered.
"Well then, could you gentlen go check out those houses? I’ll take a look at the one in the middle." Laine thought these rogue knights sure knew how to flatter the female sorcerer.
Opportunities to perform had to be given, so Laine assigned the tasks accordingly. Unexpectedly, Aik didn’t let him off: "If I heroically eliminate the enemies, will Lord Knight buy
a mug of Bagman Beer?"
"You’re dreaming; I can only buy you horse piss." Bagman Beer is the most renowned beer on the Continent, a dwarf masterpiece brewed from malt, the best and most refreshing alcoholic beverage on the entire Continent. It’s not only nutritious but can even be used as a dry ration; a few mugs can keep you from getting hungry all day.
This dwarf brewing technique’s masterpiece is naturally expensive. Aik would have to dip into his savings to afford it; otherwise, he definitely couldn’t afford it, Laine thought this guy really daydreams too much.
So the group split up to take action. Laine held the warhamr in both hands in front of his chest, heading towards the big house in the village’s center, which was generally the dwelling of the village head or lord, and likely a place hiding filth.
Snow covered the steps, and as Laine’s leather boots stepped on the wooden stairs, they made a creaking sound.
"Creak~" The house’s door was neither locked nor bolted. Laine reached out and gently pushed the door open. The heavy wooden door made a decayed turning sound, inside was pitch darkness.
"Light Spell!" Teresa had also followed along, the female sorcerer raised her hand for a Level 0 Trick Light Technique, illuminating the house’s interior.
A ss; that’s Laine’s first impression. If he were to describe it in more detail, it would be like the house was not only ransacked by robbers but also chewed over by dogs.
Yes, like it had been chewed by dogs, the entire house was full of damage marks. An abandoned village attracting adventurers and travelers passing by in search of treasures is not wrong, but leaving an environnt suitable for future visitors to stay is an unspoken rule, so those holes in the walls definitely wouldn’t be the work of adventurers or rcenaries.
Except for the remaining wood scraps in the corner, Laine found no furniture, the floor was relatively flat though the walls had multiple points of damage letting in the wind. Anyway, let the rcenaries reinforce with boards and make do through the night.
"Wait... Laine, what’s this?" The female sorcerer found sothing new in the inner room.
"Huh?" Laine quickly approached, finding the female sorcerer had discovered several "mushrooms" in a corner of the inner room.
Calling these things mushrooms was quite a stretch. They had blood-red skin, yellow and green spots, looked nauseating, and even more disgustingly, there were faintly human or beast faces on their surfaces, with narrow eyes and a crazed smile.
"Oh heavens! What on earth are these!" Upon seeing them up close, Teresa felt extrely discomforted and instinctively backed up two steps, feeling her high-heeled boots stepping on sothing.
Looking back, she saw one of the sa mushrooms impaled by her heel. The filthy yellowish mushroom juice splattered on her high-heeled boots, and a vomit-like sll filled the room.
"Mmm-mmm-mmm!" A scream was trapped in her throat, the female sorcerer retreated several steps, leaning against the man: "What is this? What is this thing!"
Laine took the opportunity to hold Teresa’s slender waist, feeling good: "This is a blood mushroom."
"Blood mushroom?" The female sorcerer took a towel from her space ring, but the disgusting mushroom juice was hard to wipe clean, exuding an unpleasant sll. She lanted: "My shoes!"
Laine released her waist and with sheer strength uprooted the entire mushroom; amidst Teresa’s complaints to "throw it away," he tossed it out through a hole in the wall: "This is goblin’s work, but are you curious how these form?"
"How do they form?" The female sorcerer was still vigorously wiping her leather boots with a towel: "Enough, let’s not stay in this room, let’s talk sowhere else!"
"As you wish, besides, let
do it!" Laine extended his right hand, light blue energy swirling in his palm. The moisture in the air ford a water ball, the pure water ball glided over the leather boots’ surface, finally cleaning off the dirty mushroom juice. Seeing this, the female sorcerer breathed a sigh of relief, quickly pulling Laine out of the inner space, and then waving her hand for a spell, the waste wood in the corner flew over, sealing the inner room’s door: "That’ll do!"
When the two ca out, several wandering knights had already checked several houses. They also found so blood mushrooms, with Aik holding one of the biggest: "Dear Lady Trovik, I think I might present it to you... okay, I was just kidding, don’t point your magic staff at my face!"
"Hahahahahahahahaha!" The rcenaries and guards laughed loudly; many were fixing the broken walls, using felled trees to fortify the weak spots, while so soldiers were starting fires to cook.
"Where’s that Druid?" Laine thought with all this tree cutting, was the Druid not blowing his lid? How odd!
"The Druid didn’t stay, went directly into the forest... Mather! Stop daydreaming over there! This water isn’t enough for so many of us to drink; take so people to fetch a few more barrels!" Rost walked over, the black-robed man seemingly quite enjoying this cold, earth-moving environnt, he continued shouting: "Brothers, speed it up if you don’t want to sleep outside tonight!"
"Nobody wants to sleep outside, keep it tight, boys!" Viert responded with a smile, as the rcenaries pulled the tent cloth to cover the leaking roof.
"Uh, Lady Trovik, would you like to bathe tonight? If you need, feel free to order, we can fetch more water." Oliver’s pudgy body wobbled over to the female sorcerer, speaking with a flattering tone: "It’s no trouble making them go one more trip, the water source isn’t far from here."
"No need, just arrange an individual room for , and also." The female sorcerer pointed to Laine: "Put
and him together."
"Yes, yes, we understand." Oliver cast an ambiguous glance at Laine.
Laine pretended not to notice, the Kingdom knight wanted to continue the earlier topic about blood mushrooms, but half-elf Estelle appeared: "Mr. Laine? There’s sothing up here, could you co take a look?"
"Alright."
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