Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

"It's an eye-opener, it's an eye-opener!" Hendricks sat down panting, losing his money bag just now had already overloaded his exercise today, "The last time I saw a fight of this quality was Decades ago, they brought in an ogre from outside!"

"In my opinion, your companion is more powerful than the ogre!"

"Sera can beat a hill giant to the point where it kneels down and begs for mercy!" Drayford boasted loudly, "And that's after we dealt with hundreds of ghouls!"

Although Sera was strengthened by the giant transformation technique at that time, which was also part of the reason, Dreyfuddo did not lie this time.

"This is the pillar that allows us humans to establish a foothold on this continent!" Hendricks exclaimed, "Our ancestors must have been such brave and fearless warriors, daring to fight against unknown nature and Other races have to fight, expose themselves to frost, and cut through thorns before they can finally gain a foothold!"

Although this was just the emotion of a spice merchant, Ron estimated that the origin of human beings in this world might be more vigorous than his ancestors in previous lives. So Hendricks was right.

"I don't know what it was like before, but we are pretty much the same now," Ivy shrugged. "With the support of the mayor of Frome Town, we are now developing a dreamland, which is indeed not easy. "

"Oh, it turns out it's you!"

Just like Wilson and the others who met me on the road, after hearing this, Hendricks immediately shook hands with Ivy and Ron with respect, "When my guys told me the news, I sneered. , but it was Connie who told me - she admires you!"

"Father..." Constance's face turned red, and she was so embarrassed that she wanted to dig out the Rose City with her toes.

She has respect for adventurers, but at the same time she despises these reckless practitioners because of her mother. This contradictory mentality is one of the reasons why she has been at odds with Ivy since she was a child.

But now she heard that the cousin whom she had determined would definitely be exposed in the wilderness was actually one of the heroes she admired. This situation was extremely embarrassing for Constance.

"Oh my, then I'm really honored!" Ivy glanced at her cousin with a smile, "Then Mr. Hendricks, regarding our proposal——"

"No problem, but it's still too late today. I will definitely invite all the heroes to visit me tomorrow!" Hendricks laughed.

"But I still want to confirm one thing: Ms. Pastor, do you have a bishop or other superior? If so, I have to regretfully ask you to avoid it tomorrow, because I personally am a bit..."

"I do have superiors," Victoria said, giving up Ron's position. "My duties and oaths require me to be loyal and loyal only to the only mortal leader, Ron. As for the others, I still have Heim to serve. ”

"Oh oh oh, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter," Hendricks nodded repeatedly, "In that case, you are welcome to come tomorrow."

"You are so generous!" As he was talking, Sera finally walked up, holding a bag of money in his hand, "Ron, take yours and pack it up, it's really too heavy!"

"The gladiatorial arena is so rigid. In order to prevent others from being criticized for greedy gladiator rewards, they will never do anything except pick them up for you." Hendricks glanced at the large number of copper and silver coins in the bag, "Are you Miss Sera, right? If you are interested, I would like to invite you for another battle, which will definitely make you happy."

"That's great!" Sera sat down next to Hendricks in a dignified manner. The smell of sweat all over her body made Hendricks and Constance frown. "In my hometown, we are all A few dire wolves are nothing compared to a winter wolf!"

"Winter wolf?" Constance was curious. She had never heard of such a creature.

"You can only see them very far north. They are about the same size as dire wolves, but much stronger." Sera made a rough gesture. "They have snow-white fur and light blue eyes, which are darker than yours." A bit lighter; they use their deadly breath weapons to deal with enemies and can communicate with each other with growls and barks."

"The frost giants in the polar regions may have tamed them to help hunt, so the smartest among them even know how to communicate in Common and Giant."

"Have you ever heard of the story of 'wolves on shoulders'?" Sera suddenly smiled evilly, and then moved closer to Constance, "Winter wolves, a slightly intelligent beast, know how to use intrigues: in In snowstorms in the north, in order to prevent getting stuck in the snow or falling into ice holes, people usually line up in a line, and those behind follow the footsteps of those in front. This kind of line is likely to become the target of winter wolves. "

"They will follow the team, raise their front legs to pat the last person on the shoulder, and call him in a low voice. Don't look back at this time! As soon as you look back, the winter wolf will gnaw you away Your entire head will be carved up by the wolves behind you."

"Then, the winter wolf will follow the new team and repeat the process again until the entire team is eaten up."

Constance was so frightened that the hair on her back stood up and she had goosebumps all over her body. She asked Sera in a trembling voice: "Then, what if you call the person in front of you for help after being photographed?"

"No one will look back, silly girl," Sera shook her head, "You are the one in front, how can you be sure that the one calling you from behind is your teammate and not the winter wolf? How do you know you are not the last one?"

"In that kind of dark blizzard, the person in front can't tell whether the voice of the person behind is familiar or not."

"Then, then you have no solution to this situation?" Constance couldn't understand why the outside world was so dangerous.

"Yes," Sera laughed, "so we won't go out in that kind of weather! And we almost never go to places where winter wolves roam!"

"Unless a lone wolf hunter occasionally challenges himself, but in that case, he just needs to attack without scruples-if there is really a person behind him, he deserves to die."

"Hehe, hehe," Constance forced a smile that was uglier than crying, "Sister, you are making fun of me, right? This is just a story."

"Half and half," Sera laughed, and looked at the half-elf seriously with gray-blue eyes, "You half-elves have a long lifespan, so if you have to go to the wild in the future, remember two principles:"

"First, don't take the story and the old man's words lightly; second, leave as soon as possible, and don't think about begging for food in the wilderness!"