You call this a shield?

Wen Desen took out a map, probably because of the small size of the person, the map he took out was also too small, and Sheld had to pull it with two fingers, pinching the orchid fingers to unfold it.

"It's where I marked it in red."

It was a familiar triangular area, and I checked my own map panel again, good guy, isn't this the location of the king-level mission?

Sheldon felt that it was destined one day: "Oh? Then we are on the way."

"Really? Are you going there too? There is a Nome village there, which is not recorded on the general map, and only people nearby will know."

Wen Desen suddenly shouted: "Where are you going, do you need any help? Maybe I can help you? In this way, your reward..."

"Reconsideration."

"Uh... well."

Sheld curled his lips, and he hadn't even curled his horoscope yet. God knows if he can help you and just want to reduce the money?no way!He still hasn't settled the account of not being able to receive the "payment for helping the dwarves"!

Volume 163 Rising Storms: Chapter 61 Chapter [-] The Gnome Village

When Bachart packed everything up and settled the dwarves who died in this battle, he finally had time to find the adventurers he had "hired" before.

"Have you seen those adventurers?"

"Yes, it's the one man and three women."

Very conspicuous harem team.

Whether it is a mercenary group or an adventure group, there are very few groups with such a proportion.There are very few female adventurers and mercenaries on this continent, and most of them are professionals. Even among female professionals, they are more inclined to be guards or something.Ordinary women have more stable jobs with risk-free wages,

This is not a question of whether it is correct or not, nor is it a question of whether it is independent or not.Even on the earth of Sheld's previous life, the proportion of men and the death rate of extreme sports are indeed higher than that of women.

From the perspective of physiological structure, men and women are in the same age range, and men are more likely to take risks than women, and they are also more qualified to take risks.

Especially for human women, it is inevitable that there will be physical inconveniences such as aunts.

"Master Bachat, they were still here before, but they disappeared later."

"Gone?"

Bachat asked a dwarf guard, mainly because many dwarves were drunk and their consciousness may not be sober. After asking a few nonsense, they finally asked a brown-haired dwarf who was still sober. Like a lion's mane, completely blasted.

The mine pick in his hand was dripping with blood, and his arms were trembling uncontrollably—this was a sign of exhaustion, not timidity.

Seeing their beloved city lord Bachat Greybeard approaching, he immediately stood up straight and dropped the iron pick in his hand. No sober dwarf was willing to hold anything that might be a weapon in front of Bachat.

"Don't be nervous, are you okay?"

"It's okay, my lord." The brown-haired dwarf gasped: "I'm just a little too tired, and I just killed all the guys who drank with me... I just met him not long ago, and I thought he was a good person. I was so sincere when I drank, he...it was like a different person..."

"Everyone used to be good people, it's just that a bunch of gutter rats corrupted them."

Bachat comforted: "Afterwards, I will apologize to the dwarf king. This is my dereliction of duty."

"Master Bachat, we are also responsible for the Molten City becoming like this. This is not only your city, but also our city."

If these words were put to some human nobles, the nobles might be angry on the spot.

What did you say?This city is mine, what does it have to do with you civilians?Although, both the Bella Empire and the United Kingdom of Rovana pay attention to the rights and responsibilities of nobles in terms of legal principles-but often, nobles only want rights, because they think that rights are what nobles deserve, and nobles should have right.

The system and habits of the dwarves are different. They pay attention to how much effort they put in before they exchange for rights. The city lord is also rotated every few years. Bachat's ability to sit firmly as the lord of Molten City is inseparable from his contribution of.

"exactly."

Bachart patted the brown-haired dwarf on the shoulder: "I'll talk about this later. I hired a team of adventurers to help us, but I can't find them now."

"You mean, one male and three female adventurers?"

"Correct."

"I saw them, a Gnome said something to them, and they went out of town."

"Gnomes?"

Bachat quickly searched for the Gnomes in Molten Fire City in his mind. There are not many outsiders in Molten Fire City, so it is easy to think of a few.

And the Gnomes were even rarer, and the target was quickly locked on the "Pride of the Eagle". He knew that shop and had been operating it in Molten City for a long time.

"Well...well, I see."

Right now is the "eventful season", although there is a high probability that the Gnomes and the church will not have any major impact on the dwarves, but Bachat still takes this matter to heart.

"Guards! Guards!"

"grown ups!"

A team of guards who were searching for any remnants of the "cult" rushed over.

"Go to Eagle's Pride, the shop next to the melting pot, I need you to search there, and don't let go of any suspicious objects."

"Yes!"

The guard was about to leave, but he heard Bachart say, "Wait!"

"Sir, what else is there to order?"

"No more searches, you go there and guard, don't let anyone get close to it, after a while, I will go there and search there myself."

After what happened last night, Bachat was no longer sure if there were some unclean guys lurking around. Out of caution, he chose to find out these things by himself.

……

Sunshine, sand, but no swimsuit beauties.

“Welcome to the Gold Coast!”

When they arrived at the destination of Sheld and the others, Wen Desen acted like a master.

"Gold Coast, gold is produced here?"

Neveu's question made Wen Desen look embarrassed, and the lines he had prepared were held in his chest, and he couldn't breathe.

"No gold, which means the sand on this beach is like gold."

Sidi Ke spread common sense.

"Oh, that's it." Neveu kicked the sand with his feet, as if a little disappointed: "This place is not as good as the beach on the other side of the big forest. It's just that the color of the sand is better."

"Oh? There is a big forest and a beach?"

Sheld hadn't heard of it yet, and asked curiously.

"Of course, there is a beach at the westernmost part of the forest, and there are elf tribes wearing grass skirts there, I remember..."

"The Weaving Leaf Clan."

Stike added: "A primitive tribe that is rare among the elves."

"What do you mean?"

"That is to say, they have no contact with the city and live their own lives. They don't intend to join the Royal Capital. In other words, they don't intend to accept the protection of the Royal Capital."

"Oh……"

"A lot of them are topless."

Neveu added: "Whether men or women are painted, they are painted with primitive battle patterns."

"That's definitely better than here."

Sheld stood on the other side of the big forest without hesitation, good guy, no clothes on the upper body?Sheld sniffed, and there is such a good place?

In terms of the appearance and figure of the elves, this is too... so exciting!

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Wen Desen saw that the topic of this group of people was getting farther and farther away, and he coughed twice: "Come with me, our village has a short distance to go."

There are still six days before the trigger of the main mission, so naturally follow Wen Desen to a nearby village to rest.

Sheld roughly estimated their current position from the yellow dot, which was basically not far in front of them, within reach of the naked eye.

However, there is basically nothing there except shells and sand.

Occasionally there will be waves coming up, which is nothing special.

"Is there anything going on here?"

Sheld rubbed his chin and thought about it. According to his thinking, the king-level task is naturally more difficult.

Tsunami?

This kind of natural disaster is very unstoppable, even if it is a professional, it may not be able to protect itself.If this is the case, do you want to remind these Nome people to stay away from the coastline?Considering that the other party's village is nearby.

"Hey! What are you doing there stupidly? Come here!"

Winderson had already run quite a distance on his short legs.

"coming."

Sheld followed.

After going around for a while, Sheld discovered that the entrance to the Nome village was actually inside a mountain wall. They made a stone gate with a mechanism and placed a hidden switch.

"Are you building a secret base?"

Sheld complained.

"Secret? Oh, no, it's not a secret." Wen Desen walked in front and shook his fingers: "This is the particularity of the Gnomes. You must know that our tribe is not like other races. They have a strong body, but we only have a large body. head."

"It's no secret that we need safe places."

"..."

Shields declined to comment.

After passing through the long tunnel and closing a series of organs under Wen Desen's various strange operations, they officially entered the territory of the Gnomes, and the sight in front of them also surprised Sheld and others.

This is a huge bay, hidden in the cliffs. The C-shaped mountain wall provides a natural and hidden super-large cave. The front of the village is the beach, where many Gnomes are manipulating strange tools. Working, it made a "clang clang" sound similar to that of a tractor.

Although there is not enough sunlight, the lights in the village make up for the missing light.

At the same time, Shield's map panel also displayed the name of the village—Golford Village.

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"Welcome to Golf Village! This is a village that belongs exclusively to the Nome. Of course, it is also open to the public, only to friends of the Nome—eh? What kind of eyes are you looking at?"

Winderson was taken aback by the eyes of the four Shields behind him.

Sheld looked at the map panel, good guy, light green.

"Do you have PTSD?"

Sheld wanted to ask this question, but the words turned into: "We put a knife on your neck."

"Human nature."

Wen Desen touched his shiny forehead: "No one likes lies, and neither do I, it's just...sometimes it's a last resort."

"I've always been open-minded!"

I don't know if I'm open-minded or not, but it's quite optimistic to be optimistic.

Since the other party said so, Sheld was also happy to relax. If he is really narrow-minded, it will cause more troubles.

"Go this way, I'll take you to the village chief's house for the night."

"Is there no hotel or anything?"

While walking, Sheld looked around. Although the Nome houses were built by the beach, they seemed to have undergone some special curing treatment. Their foundations were extremely hard, and the houses near the edge were covered with some kind of material. The brackets were raised to form large platforms.

Although he took care of it, Shield still felt that it was quite dangerous.

High tide, or typhoon, although they are in the cave, what if the sea level rises?

Hmm... Is there a possibility of global warming in another world?

Sheard thought with the little knowledge left in his mind after he was an adult. High school was the peak period of his knowledge reserve. After the college entrance examination, it was like a storm in his mind. The storm, and then I can't remember anything.

"No, there are usually no outsiders here, so why do you want a hotel?"

Wen Desen greeted the Nome people along the way, and said to Sheld: "Don't worry, the village chief's house is very big, and there are many interesting things."