Monster Minotaur

In the camp, Nadal, who was keeping watch with a group of werewolves, felt a little melancholy. He was once one of the top warriors of the Hammer Legion, but now he works for a tauren, helping him train an army of monsters. Looking at the werewolves around him who would leave the campfire from time to time to patrol in the darkness, Nadal felt that these well-trained monsters were much more powerful than the original hammers.

A warrior trained according to the monster's training manual. Not only did they cooperate well in combat, but some training based on the monster's characteristics also brought out the monster's original advantages. Just like the werewolves around us now, they originally liked to howl when attacking, but now they have completely turned into secret killers.

Not only is he good at using some props, but he has also made great changes in his offensive methods. Nadal, who had watched these monsters being trained with his own eyes, could not imagine that with the same number, Salt's warriors could still defeat them without much loss as before.

And the monster leading this legion is extremely smart. If Captain Refola hadn't told him what he really wanted to do, maybe Nadal would have been able to summon these remaining members from time to time with his monthly salary of one gold coin. The Hammer Legion soldiers held a meeting on the theme of the injustice of the Santa Fe City Crusade and were confused by the annual holiday. Bribing and playing with people's hearts are the usual methods of that monster.

If possible, Nadal would like to escape to the Parliament City immediately and tell those members who are still in the dark about the situation here. Let all of Elan launch an attack, destroy the place called Thunder Bluff, and kill the monster before he is strong enough. But he couldn't do that, because Refola made a bet with the monster in order to save their lives, and lost to the monster.

Is this really okay? Nadal looked at the three-colored moons in the sky and muttered to himself in confusion: If we don't stop that monster, maybe no one will be able to defeat him. ”

There is someone! The werewolf beside Nadal stood up suddenly, looked at the dark jungle not far away and whispered: It's already quite close.

Really? When Nadal heard the werewolf's words, he stood up from the blanket and said, How many of them are there? Why Nadal can hear the language of the monsters depends entirely on the magic of the succubus. The power gained after sacrificing the lives of more than a hundred goblins allowed these Salt warriors who needed to communicate with monsters to gain the ability to communicate with monsters.

You really have a sensitive nose. In the grass not far away, a Central Plains man wearing chain armor stood up. He raised his hands and slowly approached and said: As expected of a werewolf, how did you make these werewolves so obedient.

What does your body smell like? As the Central Plains man continued to approach, a foul smell emanated from his body. Nadal had to cover his nose to block the smell.

It's the feces of monsters. Behind the trees not far from where the Central Plains people appeared, Glock, who looked like a bush, came out and said, This will make the werewolf's nose less likely to pick him out a few hundred meters away. . Your stealth skills are pretty good, I almost didn’t find you.”

Your skills are not bad either. The Central Plains man said with a smile: We can try it out if we have a chance. I thought no one would notice me.

I don't think you came here late at night just for the competition, right? Glock walked to the campfire and said to Nadal: Go and wake up the leader. I think this guest must have a lot to say. thing.

Well, be careful. Nadal nodded and asked the other werewolves to search the forest before running into the camp.

Then, talk to me about your intentions first. Glock pointed to the blanket beside the campfire, motioned for the Central Plains people to sit down and said, Were you also snooping around the camp this morning?

That's right. The Central Plains man put down his raised hands, sat on the blanket and said with a smile: Then the person who has been following me for a long time this morning is you, right? My name is Serpo, a defeated warrior. Knight of Carthage.”

Are you kidding me? Glock raised his eyebrows and said displeasedly after hearing what Sales said: Are you trying to say that I, a scout, am not as good as you, a knight, in my investigative capabilities?

No, no, no, I don't mean that at all. Sales quickly denied: Before becoming a knight, I lived in the mountains when I was a child, and I worked as a hunter with my father for a short time. The knight only chose to join the army later. Profession.

A knight who was a former hunter. Glock smiled and said, That must have been an unsatisfactory experience. As far as I know, most of the knights are Carthage nobles.

I have received a lot of rejection. Serpo pursed his lips and spread his hands and said, But not all nobles are like that. There are still many guys who maintain the original qualities of the nobles. For example, one of my A friend is a nice guy. Well, I’ve told you so much, it’s time for you to tell me something, right? For example, how do you control these monsters and speak their language?”

That's because we were working for a tauren recently. Refola, who was woken up late at night, took several tauren to the campfire outside the camp and said, I'm visiting late at night, what can I do for you?

Working for a monster? Serbo laughed distrustfully and said, If you said it was a dragon, I might still believe it. But a tauren? Haha...

Believe it or not, no matter who we are working for now, you have to explain your purpose. Refola did not ignore Serpo's ridicule and said: If you are counting on your companions to attract attention to you, If you run away when you are strong, then you have made the wrong calculation.

Although my defense cannot be said to completely control the entire Taniguchi, it will not be a problem to find a few people who intend to sneak in.

We want to pass through this valley and enter southern Carthage through Elam. Serpo said: Since you are not Caesar's people, then you should have no point in attacking us, right? If you are worried that we will hurt , what you want to protect is the village or something else. I can guarantee that we don’t have many people, and we can’t hurt any village.

The order I received is not to allow any broken troops to pass through this valley. Refola refused: If you want to pass through Elam, you must take a detour in another direction.

This road is the fastest. Serbo shook his head and said, If we take a detour, it will take us at least an extra month, and we don't have that time to spend here.

Are you nobles? Hearing Serpo's words, Refola suddenly said something irrelevant.

What do you mean? Serpo obviously didn't understand what Refola said, and asked with caution, Does it have anything to do with whether he is a noble or not?

If you are a noble enough to influence the royal family, I can let you pass here. Refola said: You just need to go to Thunder Bluff, which is not far from here, and talk to my employer. And My employer can guarantee that you will leave Elam safely.

I can't make the decision on this. Serbo thought for a moment and said, I need to ask my master for instructions.

Isn't your employer right next to you? Glock pointed to the cliff not far away with a smile and said, You deliberately diverted me, wasn't it just to allow your master to pass without being discovered?

Okay. Serpo raised his left hand feebly and said, Now that you have discovered it, it can be said that our plan has completely failed. I will let my master talk to you about the next thing. Bar.

After waiting for a while, I saw two figures walking from the direction of the cliff. The tall knight was wearing black armor, carrying a traveling bag and carrying a frail boy on his back. The blond girl wearing half armor held the sword at her waist vigilantly. Her expressionless face showed no trace of nervousness.

After Serbo told the girl what he had just talked about. The girl, who pondered for a moment, looked at the boy who was still unconscious and said, In that case, let's go there.

I will send a team of werewolves to protect you along the way. Refola said after listening to the girl's words: But it's best to confirm. Are you really a noble noble who can influence the royal family?

Hearing Refola's words, the girl raised her hand, letting Refola see the pattern on her ring clearly, and said in a soft but extremely firm voice: I am the princess of Carthage, Artoria.

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This is from last night. After I finished coding, the internet was disconnected and I didn’t post it.