Shadow Covenant

Chapter 157 "Rosent"

But this has nothing to do with the current battlefield. On the long street of the small town at this moment, a fierce battle has already begun.

"spread!"

The captain of the guard who talked to Woody just now scolded, and the entire originally dense team immediately fell into pieces, scattered around the edges around Baron Cam, and their movements were uniform. Monsters that get too close have their own unique fighting skills.

——"Northern Wind Battle Formation."

Woody could tell at a glance that this method of combat was the most commonly used guerrilla method in the army of the Kingdom of Navia.

But it is not aimed at people, but because the threats to the north of the Northland all come from the white dragons of the glacier and the tribe of frost giants who come down from time to time on the ridge to loot and loot.

It is these large creatures that make all Navian soldiers have to master this method.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for those who are not skilled enough to stand here.

Not to mention the guards of the Angry Winter Merchant Group. Before entering the Merchant Group, their combat skills were engraved in their bones during military training.

This kind of combat skill can only be comprehended after countless battles and the lives of compatriots who sacrificed countless times.

Whoa!
The scattered guards did not approach immediately, but directly carried a group of people who did not know what kind of liquid they contained, and splashed them around Baron Cam or on his body.

Oil!
Smelling the smell in the air and the refracted brilliant colors, Woody couldn't help but look in admiration at the group of merchant guards who were on guard against the attacks of Balzeb's believers during the battle. Individuals are responsible for their own lives.

Caution is the kingly way of adventure, especially in the face of this kind of monster that appears with the help of external forces.

Flames are a good choice, after all, aren't most demons and devils immune to flames like Balor.

Most creatures from the abyss and hell are immune to poison or acid damage from birth.

The bloated believer of Balzebub seemed to have sensed something was wrong with his few senses.

At this time, the guards of the merchant group surrounding it were buzzing like flies, spitting at it from time to time.

It got angry, so it swelled even more, as if it was about to explode in the next moment, but because Woody had reminded the group of guards before, this monster would choose to explode when faced with too many people close to it, and then Slowly wriggling and recovering in the same way as a sliced ​​ooze.

So almost no one would step forward to provoke the patience of this monster who would come anytime and anywhere, and they all kept a certain distance, and there were shelters nearby that could temporarily hide.

This way of fighting made it extremely uncomfortable, coupled with the discomfort caused by the liquid to its body, so another flying insect spit began. The bomb demon opened its mouth wide, and a buzzing sound came from its throat , The next moment, black clouds and mist sprayed towards its surroundings in a shape visible to the naked eye.

But facing this situation, how could they be unprepared, all the guards were broken into pieces, and quickly returned to the position they arrived at first, and then saw that the second after the spit appeared, the assistance from behind had already arrived. Arrived, they have casters.

——"Wind Shield"

Different from the cold ice wall against before, this time the spell shows the improvisation of the caster. After all, the former ice wall is to protect the safety of most people, while the latter can use the wind shield on a small scale to eliminate the insect swarm posed threat.

A burst of blue air flow appeared quietly while Cecil was waving the wand and chanting, and moved to the front of all the guards of the Wrathful Winter Merchant Group within her target at a very fast speed.

Everyone seemed to have a transparent glass barrier in front of them. The ultra-high-speed wind caused all the insects to break their wings and deflect the direction of refraction, just like marbles encountering obstacles, they scattered one after another. When the insect swarm attacked the guard line, it immediately became torn apart, and soon fell to the ground due to the effect of the spell, leaving a pile of dead poisonous insect corpses.

"Now it's my turn!"

Feeling that the insect swarm had just dispersed, the captain of the guard couldn't wait to take out the bow behind his back, and then picked up an arrow in the quiver at his waist. The body of the arrow was engraved with mana runes, obviously it was an enchanted arrow.

Just a whoosh.

The sharp arrow pierced the sky, and with a scream, it pierced fiercely into Baron Cam's fat and bloated body, and then.

The fire light lit up there, and at the same time, all the other guards also took out the arrows around them, but compared to the captain's enchanted arrows, they could only shoot with special oil rockets, but they also All around the monster, gorgeous and warm flames were ignited one after another, giving the dark night sky some bright colors, if the roar of the monster was excluded.

But even so, the monster that was burned by the flames and screamed did not die, but wriggled out of the flames in a more terrifying posture, the fat on the body was constantly burning, and the whole person looked like a fat head. The flame demon, with red eyes, scanned the crowd with a distorted expression.

Obviously, the flames are harmful, but the continuous damage is slightly insufficient. At least for now, Baron Cam in front of him only looks a little tired.

But it is precisely because of this that the light of the flames highlights the mystery of one of them. Woody found that there is a place on its back and waist that has not been eroded by the flames. Fire is shut out.

"It seems that there is the center!"

He nodded to Cecil who was walking towards him.

"Okay! Let's get started!"

So, when someone was still struggling with how to deal with this flame devil, he saw a wind-like figure passing by him, and at the same time, there were spells and auras flying over his body one after another. People are radiant, like "candies" wrapped in layers of gorgeous coats.

Acceleration!

The agility of cats!

Magic weapon!

Bull Power!

The tenacity of the bear!

Protective energy barrier!

A series of magical brilliance blessed the body one by one, and Woody's horsepower was fully activated, and he went straight to the back of the bomb demon transformed from a human baron.

——"Hunting pace."

"die!"

I saw a body disappear, and the human figure that reappeared without hesitation used the strongest attack method.

——"Swordsmanship·Double Sword Heavy Slash"

The two swords in Woody's hands even burst out a streak of white light, dragging a long trail, and with the help of the reaction force brought by his legs, he moved his body and the blade tips of the curved sword and the steel sword in a kind of In the way of crossing, towards the back of the Bomb Demon, he slashed fiercely, broke the opening, and then inserted into the depths of the flesh and blood.

The wound was opened, and in addition to the reddish-brown flesh and blood, there was also a yellowish liquid flowing out. Even through the iron gauntlet, Woody could feel the corrosiveness of the blood to the body. Just letting the blood stay on the surface for less than a second, it was repelled away.

"Humanity."

Before he could feel the pain, Baron Cam turned around and wanted to roar at the people behind him, but his body began to swell, which was a precursor to an explosion.

However, the two weapons that Woody inserted into its body twisted and stirred directly, and then barely stopped after feeling the shattering sensation like bones.

At this moment, the body of the believer in Balzebu shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye like a deflated balloon, and his huge body swayed slightly. The flames around him were trembling, and the fire snakes were flying around. It seemed that they did not feel this situation. Woody still didn't feel the heat, and with the handle of the sword in his hand as the fulcrum, he threw his body on the monster's body to ensure that the blade was firmly stuck in the flesh, so as to ensure that the wound would not be damaged. Healed by regeneration.

The breath dissipated very quickly. After a long while, Woody looked at the data that appeared in his retina, and finally let go of his left and right hands, and with a slight push of his feet, he flipped backwards with his curved sword and steel. Sword, jumped down from the back of the monster together.

And it seems that because of his slight strength, Baron Cam's body seemed to be like a building block that lost its balance bar. With a dull sound, it was dumped on the ground full of fire, splashing a cloud of dust and mud.

The fire... burned even hotter.

Woody took a breath and looked at the dim bright moon above the sky. Although the battle was short, it had consumed a lot of his physical strength and he had to recover as soon as possible.

However, looking at the body of Baron Cam, who fell, Woody still felt a little regretful. After all, the body of monsters like devils can be used in addition to the "Spirit Hunting Oath".

It is also something of high value. Many indigenous gods in Asenland will pay high prices to recover these creatures with the power of the outer plane, trying to analyze the power of chaos from them.

It's a pity that the temples of the indigenous gods closest to here seem to be far away from the mountains, or on the islands, and there is no chance of replacement.

But the destination of this trip suddenly flashed in Woody's mind.

rosent.

It seems, not necessarily?
If the event in memory did happen.

Then... there is still a chance.

……

At this time, Rosent was hundreds of miles away from Green Brook Town.

It has been rainy and rainy since the cold sea breeze came from the north in October, not only bringing the bone-chilling wind of the frozen tundra, but also the moist water vapor of the Endless Sea, making this city located on the west coast, south of the big cliff , established on the banks of the Rhine River and known as the "prosperity capital" of mankind, October in Rosent was particularly cold and long.

Businessmen from all over the world also temporarily stopped in this city. The number of carriages entering and leaving gradually decreased, and more and more ships moored at the port, which added a little tranquility and joy to Rosent who was already in a hurry. comfortable.

After all, this city has developed into the largest city south of the Rhine from the beginning of its construction to now, and it has only been less than a century. Converted to the age of elves, it has just reached the threshold of adulthood. It can be seen that this The rapid progress of the city is staggering.

The short rest of the business travel also made Rosent's various industries full of food. Needless to say, the hotel, the stables that were originally used to accommodate horses, were temporarily separated by several vacant stalls to accommodate them. The same is true for travelers who failed to book a room at night, and the tavern is also full of seats every night, and the front of the bar is full for those who are standing and drinking.

If it weren't for Rosent Councilman Maltz's proposal that every tavern must be equipped with two law enforcement officers, I am afraid that this overcrowded early November would not be so quiet and quiet—even on rainy days, those good things are drunk A drunkard without reason will smash everything into pieces.

However, with this proposal, most of the regular customers in the tavern will weigh their virtues after drinking. After all, Rosent's prison is also the best among the many cities on the Rhine.

"What a disappointment!"

Inside the Kent Tavern, many adventurers looked at the two straight figures standing at the door and muttered softly.

"It's still better in the previous Green Brook Town. You can drink as much wine as you want, and the delicious people there are also very fragrant! ... And it looks like this, it's cheaper." An adventurer said and took another sip for himself. liquor.

Since it rained for half a month, more and more business trips have come to a standstill in Rosent due to muddy roads, landslides and sea storms. The price is that many industries have jumped from a saturated state to a state of short supply.

Unfortunately, the industry of Keren'er is one of them, and it is precious now!After all, Rosent has only so many women in this industry.

Although when the number of customers increases, the price goes up.

But even so, they are still busy with their feet on the ground.

Moreover, under the premise that there are still a large number of adventurers who are discouraged by the price, they can only watch helplessly as one after another is brought into the room by wealthy customers, and they can only drink away their worries here because of their shy pockets. Unfortunately, due to the same increase in the price of alcohol, the taste of the ale in your mouth is different from before.

"Hey, this shit, Moss, mixed one-fifth, not at least one-fourth, of water into the uncle's wine again! Next time I do this, I'll go to the tavern opposite!"

An adventurer stood up and cursed loudly, threatening that Moss was the owner of this Kent tavern.

However, these remarks were like waves in the sea, and they didn't cause any waves at all. Instead, the old adventurer who was drinking alone at the next table looked at him disdainfully and said with a sneer.

"New here, you go! But let me declare first, I just came from the "Lance Tavern" opposite, the ale there is at least half of the water, and the price is the same as the ale here, three coppers .”

He made hand gestures, and the young adventurer could only curse and sit down helplessly, turned his head to look at the drizzle outside the window, and sighed.

"Hey, when will this rain end..."

Obviously, he also knows that what the old adventurer in front of him is telling is the truth. Now that Helvet's prices are skyrocketing, it is considered kindness to be able to drink ale that is only a quarter of the original price. In the tavern, the price of ale has risen to a silver coin for a glass.

By gods, a silver coin!This is just a glass of ale, just ordinary, so common that you can even grab a glass of ale for free in small towns or villages!

But it is worth one-fiftieth of his reward for months of hard work. No wonder some good people say that in Rosent, even the most common stone can sell an unexpected stone here. price.

The old adventurer also sighed after hearing this.

"Even if the rain stops, I'm afraid I won't leave. I guess I'll have to wait until spring next year."

"Why do you say that, isn't it the rain that hurt us...you mean?"

"That is true?!"

The young adventurer was puzzled at first, and then seemed to think of something. He looked at the old adventurer sitting next to him with a face that had been eroded by the years in surprise. Logically speaking, the adventurer had already left this industry at this age. How to put it, this is also a high-risk and high-income industry. For decades, you can always accumulate a lot of wealth, and you can retire to the countryside. When you return to your hometown, donating a baron, it is more than enough to be a small landlord.

However, there are always adventurers who enter the industry not for money, but for the dreams they had in their initial adventures. They are eager to walk the world, embrace the sky, and discover the mystery.

Hunting winter wolves in the snow-covered, eternal, and howling frozen tundra, looking for the relics of the ancient kingdom in the dense forests of the mountains, among the broken walls on the cliffs, or like a bard Like the hero in the poem, holding a sharp knife, he will bring disaster to one side, and slay the notorious dragon. These are the original intentions and dreams of the adventures.

Although most of those who harbor this dream have been obliterated by the repeated commissions day after day and year after year, they no longer clamored to take on the task of eliminating kobolds or wolf men as if they had just entered the industry. He looks like a savior, but carefully plans the route, compares the strength of the entrusted target horizontally, weighs the risks before making a decision, and is a seasoned adventurer who just wants to make enough money and go back to his hometown to get married.

But it also seemed more and more precious to the old adventurer in front of him.

The old adventurer put down the ale glass he had just drank in one gulp, raised his eyelids and said.

"That's right, the ocean-going fleet is coming back soon, which is why Helvet has so many caravans now."

"You know, they are usually not so diligent. Knowing that November is the rainy season, they should be in a beautiful manor, tasting tea brought from the far east, and enjoying the service of maids. Under the warmth of the winter stove, they They wish they could not go out for a whole month, but now, like a group of hungry vultures, they must be waiting for the feast after the fleet arrives!"

Things related to the sea are still too far away for the young adventurer. He just vaguely heard that the fleet was coming back, but he didn’t expect it to be so soon. After all, the storm at sea almost made him forget that he had heard the news about the New World not long ago, and he was still immersed in it. In the midst of alcohol intoxication.

But now after being reminded, he also understands the meaning of the return of the fleet.

This is a big deal, and they may also have to replenish the crew, which is undoubtedly good news for young people with a strong sense of adventure.

Besides, the salaries of sailors seem to be higher than those of adventurers.

Thinking about it, his heart has already begun to stir.

(End of this chapter)