The Summoner

The herbalist's cabin has of course been cleaned.

Feiduo and the ten rotten algae helped the villain to do it himself. Although there were a few complaints, they did not dare to slack off. Not only did they clean all the dirt out of the hut, but they also washed it with clean water in a wooden bucket several times.

Because according to the five black robe attendants, here will be the base of their activities.

They need to be active in the death swamp for 7 days.

Just 1 week.

These villains, as guards, of course have to accompany Adrien to wait here.

The mess around the house is not so serious. It has become the top of the rotten algae group. It has been separated from the bottom of the tumbling, and now they are used to the rich life. They do not want to continue to live a sloppy life.

No one wants to be wronged like the dirty and stinky poor.

In order to ensure that there is no rancid and **** smell in the room, they also placed firewood in the fire pit of the house to ignite. As the flames burned in the bonfire, the choking smoke filled the whole house, and then they went down the window and the roof. The remaining smoke vents came out, and this small house that had not been inhabited for a long time gradually became more popular.

Adrien followed into the room, and there was no other smell except the smoke.

"Not bad."

He nodded his head to confirm the work of these villains.

This room of about 200 square meters is very empty. After all, it is a temporary residence for medicinal people. Only after heavy rain or late night can not return to the mud town, will there be a temporary rest here.

No one will live longer on weekdays, so don’t think of naturally decent furniture and soft beds.

The danger of death swamp is everywhere!

This is a good solution.

In this underdeveloped feudal era, adapting to local conditions is a trick for everyone.

In the swamp outside, the villains of the rotten algae brought a pile of dried thatch, piled up and covered with blankets, which are camp beds, which are not only soft but also warm, and are loved by travelers in this world. Wild beds.

no way.

It is enough to have the humble medicinal man's hut outside to shield the wind and rain.

And this soft thatched bed is already considered happy.

After all, in the wilderness countryside without people, most of the time, they are sleeping under a tree full of insects and moist, or on a hard and uncomfortable stone ground, and want soft straw or thatch.

This hut is the best temporary residence.

The haystacks of Adrien and Tracy have also been carefully organized.

The thick layer is covered with two layers of fine linen blankets. When the weather is cooler, you should put on a wool blanket, plus the fire pond in the hut to warm up, you can basically sleep comfortably.

The arrangement on duty is of course Feido and the ten rotten algae responsible for the villains.

Obviously their status is the lowest.

As for the wizard.

It is impossible for him in his sixties to keep him on duty.

For the sake of your own life, it is best to have a night of 2 people in a group. At least a little wind and grass can be found.

Even so, the five black robe entourages arranged their own watchmen. They clearly expressed their contempt for the villains of the rotten algae gang. They could not believe this group of gang members who only knew about bullying and fraud.

They are all elite warriors who have fought in various dangerous scenes.

It is impossible to entrust security to strangers!

…………

The sun is setting.

From early morning to afternoon, they are all on their way.

There is no road in the muddy death swamp. The so-called road is just that humans and beasts follow the dry and clotted soil that has not been swallowed by mud. They go back and forth around the circle.

This is the case with the swamps, which is simply not as convenient as the dirt roads built outside.

It was twilight from finishing the herbalist's hut.

It is already evening.

The deep night also dominates as the day recedes.

The stars in the sky show their own light in the dark starry world, shining the glory of the gods.

Those are the kingdoms of God.

In the evening, he responded to the devout prayers of believers on the ground.

In the herbalist's hut, Fedo is preparing dinner, just simple bread and bacon bacon, inserted on a wooden stick and placed next to the fire pit to bake, and also put the water sac next to it for heating.

You can't pay much attention to going out, everything is simple.

Soon the smell of food permeated.

"grown ups."

Fedo took the wooden plate and came to Adrien: "Let's eat first."

"Did you eat?" Adrien was still reading the druid manuscript. He heard Feiduo's voice and then he recovered. He took the wooden plate and placed three slices of white bread and two pieces of sausage and 1 piece of bacon and half a piece of fresh onion.

"Just got it done." Feidow nodded. "Eat it all."

"This way."

Adrien put down his thick classics.

It was then discovered that the villains and black robe attendants by the fire pond had begun to eat, also eating bread and bacon on the wooden plate, but just looking to the side but asked: "Why didn't Miss Tracy send it over?"

"Send it." Fei Duo scratched his head: "The Master Master is a vegetarian."

"Vegetarian?"

Adrien chuckled: "A rare sight."

He stood up and carried the wooden plate over: "Miss Tracy, it is very hard to travel along the way, it is difficult to persevere without eating some meat." He said that he sent the white bread in his wooden plate over 2 slices: " Eat more."

"Salute?" Trish's eyes gave a little smile: "This method is a bit old."

"No no no."

Adrien smiled: "This is just a trivial thank you for your gift."

"2 slices of white bread?" Trish raised an eyebrow: "If it is a famine year, maybe these 2 slices of white bread can be exchanged for the little girl of the poor family, but do you think that now, this kind of pay and return are really proportional?"

"I don't understand." Adrien frowned slightly. "...You mean?"

"Ok."

Tracy put down the bread and went out: "Go out and walk?"

"Okay." Adrien followed.

"But Miss..."

The five black robes sitting next to them opened their mouths and wanted to say something.

"Shut up!" But Tracy didn't even look at them, and went straight out of the herb collector's hut.

"This..." The black robe followers looked at each other facelessly, and saw the helplessness in the other person's eyes, and continued to eat the bread they brought with a bitter smile. The kind of multigrain is not the white bread that nobles often enjoy.

Outside the room.

Tracy is standing not far away.

Beside, 20 giant wolves scattered around the hut looked up, lazily found the figure of their owner, and then fell down again, yawning occasionally, the mouth full of teeth was more terrifying under the moonlight.

"Really good guys." Tracy's tone was still envious: "It's so nice."

"Yes."

Adrien shrugged: "They are good."

"Not just good?"

Trish shook her head with emotion: "The 20 giant wolves rushed over and torn me and the five fourth-level fighters are no problem!" She looked at Adrien: "Seriously, I have never seen Talented druids, based on legend, know that talented druids loved by natural consciousness will have close to godlike abilities."

"Goddess?" Adrien shrugged: "The legend is that they are all powerful heroes."

"Yes."

Tracy nodded simply: "All heroes."

However, there was a bit of sarcasm in her eyes: "The blood of God is flowing in anyone's body. That is a powerful hero. This will not change at all. How can the gods and mortals be the same?"

"I don't know." Adrien didn't answer her words directly.

"So you are a smart person."

Tracy looked at the sky and the stars were bright, representing the glory of the gods.

She also changed the topic: "This time the mission is successful, I will invite you to go to the capital of the king, the tower of the wizard that I belong to is over there, maybe you should have heard that it is the strongest wizard power in the Silver Bay Kingdom, the gold master tower."

"Adamantite Master Tower?" Adrien raised his eyebrows. "The superior of Mystic Master Tower?"

"Yes."

Tracy nodded: "The Mystic Mage Tower here is indeed a branch of the Adamantite Mage Tower."

"I used to read a lot of books in the library of Mystic Master Tower." Adrien frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "But, I don't think I am qualified to join Adamantite Master Tower, because I know clearly, join that Master Tower, the required talent must be A level, and must be promoted to the level 3 master before joining."

"But you are different." Tracy smiled disdainfully: "The rules are only for the weak." She looked at Adrien: "So are you, the talented Druid, the weak?"

Instead, Adrien asked, "What do I need to pay?"

Tracy smiled: "Not now."

"after?"

Adrien nodded silently: "Okay."

Trish smiled at the corner of her mouth: "Trust me, this will be one of the most wise decisions in your life."

"Do not."

Adrien shrugged indifferently: "I have no long-term plans."

He looked at Tracy’s delicate face and said lightly: “But I think I can believe you, Miss Tracy, if you can really arrange me into Adamantite Master Tower, I will be very grateful to you.”

"no problem."

Tracy smiled, but there was a little surprise in her eyes: "You know, Adrien." She reached out to touch his face: "If you didn't know that you were a talented druid, I really thought you were a The complicated aristocratic young master always calculates what is beneficial to himself, and does not care about anything other than himself."

"Am I not?" Adrien stepped back without leaving a trace.

"Although it is different."

Tracy put away Bai Nen's little hands for playfulness: "You are indeed a noble young master."

"Yeah." Adrien also smiled slightly, just looking at the shining stars in the sky, he slowly held his fist, seemingly whispered, "I don't know why, today The night is really intoxicating."