mage's dating rules

Chapter 437 The reappearance of old friends

Misha Sala was very sure that the small town in front of her no longer smelled of living things - at least not the smell of living things that she was familiar with.

She came to this small town because she got the information at the previous stop that "there is a tribe of cat people nomadic to the Bola Grassland".

This small town is a market on the edge of the Bola Grassland. If the Cat Man tribe really hunts on the grassland, they should come here to obtain iron tools.

Cat people don't know how to forge iron, so the blacksmiths in the tribe can only repair the iron pots and knives in the tribe.

Micha Sala remembers that when he was a child, the blacksmith once repaired a large iron pot and was scolded by the clan leader.

That is the largest iron pot in the clan. On major festivals, they use that iron pot to stew soup for the whole clan.

Cat people rarely make soup, so Misha Sala still remembers the delicious broth from her childhood, and she looks forward to the holidays every day just for this.

Yes, although they are both demihumans, Xiaobai likes to eat meat and has little interest in soup, while Misha Salad is the opposite.

Although the cat's tongue is an obstacle to drinking soup, it does not prevent Misha Sala from liking hot soup.

Misha Sala shook his head, brushing away the memory that suddenly hit his mind, and focused on the matter in front of him.

Spider webs, possibly large spiders attacking the settlement - a very rare occurrence, but not necessarily impossible.

Goblins even train spiders to become mounts, riding those ferocious spiders like the orcs' wolf cavalry.

It's a pity that spiders are not warrior wolves after all. Spiders themselves are quite fragile. Any strong human can break the shell of spider cavalry with a war hammer.

Therefore, the spider cavalry has little impact, let alone the human spear phalanx, they may not even be able to rush through the heavy armored infantry setting up the shield wall.

But spiders have an advantage. They look very scary and can scare human soldiers.

The current situation in this market is very likely that the spider army is attacking and frightening the small town's vigilante group. This kind of small town only has fences as defense, and the panicked vigilante group will most likely not be able to stop the spider army.

With this conjecture, Mishashala pulled out his melee weapon, carefully cut open the cobwebs in front of him, and began to move forward along the streets of the small town.

At least you need to know what happened here. Then take the information and report it to the local lord, and you can exchange for some reward money.

As a ranger, this is how Misha Sala earned his travel expenses before joining the Salvation Team.

Sometimes when meeting some lords who like to hunt, Mishashala will find information about the most valuable prey in the forest and sell it to the lords. If the lord is willing to pay more money, the former chief hunter of the cat tribe will even take the nobles to the prey in person.

With the idea of ​​​​making a fortune, Misha Sala gradually went deep into the small town.

She looked at several rooms along the way and found that there were no traces of fighting at all. In some rooms, there was even food on the table. Based on the deterioration of the food, it could be inferred that the incident in the small town happened about a week ago.

It was winter now, and the lord's tax collectors had already collected the autumn taxes, so there were no official personnel to check on the situation in the small town.

Towns close to the forest are patrolled by the lord's forest ranger team from time to time.

There are not many trees around this small town.

So reporting the situation depends entirely on mercenaries like Misha Sala.

The catman moved forward cautiously, carefully examining the marks on the ground.

She found quite a few footprints, and nothing had damaged them these days.

The catman speculated that the townspeople had gathered a few days ago - in the central square of the small town or somewhere. They should have been summoned, perhaps by the order of the mayor or the call of the parish priest.

As for what the scene in the central square will be like now, Micha Sala doesn't dare to think about it.

She headed towards the spire of the church bell tower in the distance. Generally, this kind of city church is right next to the central square.

This kind of clock tower usually also plays the role of telling the time to the residents. After all, in such a city, there may not be a mechanical pocket watch in the whole city.

Misha Sala moved forward cautiously, but before he reached the square, he smelled a strange smell.

It's not a bad smell, no, it's more like the smell of old skin rubbed off the body of someone who hasn't bathed in several years. She frowned.

She had smelled it on the traitor named Mark.

Finally, the central square arrived.

The entire square seemed to have become the ovary of some kind of creature, full of white "eggs".

Misha Sala took a closer look and found that the eggs were simply lumps of sarcoma.

Exactly like what the traitor Mark eventually became.

She whispered a prayer, turned around and ran away.

If the whole square was filled with those kind of things, she had no confidence that she could defeat them.

Unexpectedly, several "Marks" appeared behind him, trying to block Misha Sala's way.

The catman jumped up, relying on the strong explosive power of the race, jumped onto the building next to him, and ran wildly on the building.

At this time, all the things in the square woke up. They turned their dull eyes to look in the direction of Misha Sala, and then no one knew which one of them let out a majestic roar.

Misha Sala frowned. She remembered that Mark should be unable to speak after becoming like this.

Are these disgusting things changing too?

We need to take this information out with us.

With this thought in mind, Mishashala took out the scroll at the bottom of the box. It was a portal scroll, and the door opened directly in the central square of the city where she bought the scroll.

As long as he tears this scroll open, he can escape from the portal.

But Misha Sala hesitated.

You have escaped, what should you do if these monsters run into the city and kill everyone?

At this time, Misha Sala didn't know that strong alcohol could be used to deal with these things, and of course no one in the city knew about it.

It takes too long for the information from the other side of the World Mountain Range to reach here.

After a brief hesitation, Mishashala put away the scroll and took out another fire wall scroll.

With Catman's level of knowledge, it is difficult to use this scroll. If you tear it, it may be ineffective, and it may even cause a magic explosion.

But in this situation, she could only give it a try.

She chanted the name of the patron saint of cat people aloud - and then she changed her mind. At this time, it seemed that chanting the name of the king might be more effective? Maybe this future planeswalker, the darling of fate, can do anything to protect himself now?

Then Mishashala recited the king’s name aloud——

The scroll was suddenly taken away.

The cat man turned around in surprise and found an old man with a white beard.

Mishashala has never met this old man, but if the current members of the Salvation Team were here, they would probably yell "Minsk you bastard" when they saw the old man.

Old man: "Go to the Forest Kingdom. They are on their way to the Forest Kingdom. Your destiny will meet them again there."

Micha Sala: "What about you?"

The old man laughed loudly: "Me? Of course I am here to fulfill the duties of the rescue team. These guys are called beacons by the slanderers and will guide the evil star in the sky."

The old man pointed to the sky.

"I'm going to burn them all."

(End of this chapter)