Mercenaries and Adventurers Chapter 98

After dinner, dusk has come. As the late autumn is approaching, the evening sky is getting dark very quickly.

In the camp, Tutugo and Irina were a little tired, and they might never have been so tired today. At this time, Tutugo had already got into his quilt, facing the campfire, muttering something in his mouth. What's funny is that Tutugo's mouth is still stained with black ash.

Irina also got into her own quilt. The night in the wild was empty and silent. Occasionally, the shrill chirping of nocturnal birds sounded from the woods in the south. Whenever she heard these birds singing, Irina was so scared that she retracted her head into the quilt and prayed to the **** of agriculture in a low voice.

Wilds looked at Zhao Ji getting up and sorting out his hunting equipment, and wanted to follow him very much, but looking at the two little ones on the ground, he regretted bringing these two oil bottles with him. If they weren't there, maybe he could go to the swamp with the Kiel warriors to hunt down monsters.

But there was no other way, he had no choice but to stay in the camp and watch over his two little assistants to guard against possible wild wolves at night.

Zhao Ji prepared the equipment for hunting tonight, waved to Wiltz, and walked towards the fire pile prepared by the swamp.

Fortunately, the shepherd Weltz didn't want to follow, and Zhao Ji was afraid that someone would interfere with his hunting. After all, hunting slime monsters is also risky. As long as no one follows, he can equip the Cloak of Branches and kill any slime without taking damage.

Tutuge, who was huddled in the quilt, looked at the mighty appearance of the Kiel warrior wearing a helmet, a long sword on his waist, and a long spear in his hand. I also want to go out of the camp with the Kiel warriors to fight the slime monster. But he knew that this was just a thought. Wiltz's shepherd brother will definitely not allow it. It is already a lot of luck given to him by the God of Saturn to be able to run out with him today to travel to such a far place. Impossible to go with.

I don't know what it's like in the swamp at night. During the day, when everyone passed by the edge of the field, Tutugo saw what the swamp looked like during the day. In fact, it feels like a shallow pond with lush water and grass, and it doesn't feel as dangerous as the Kendall River. But everyone hated the swamp, and when the farmers came to church to pray, they cursed the swamp and the monsters in it. At the same time, Tutugo could also see the expressions of fear on their faces. It's the kind of wide-open eyes and elongated mouth. What are they afraid of? Obviously, the warriors of Kiel dared to go there alone to fight monsters.

Irina, who didn't even dare to expose her head, curled up in the warm lambskin quilt, and the quilt carefully sewn by the maids couldn't bring Irina any more sense of security. The night in the wild is terrible. Irina stared blankly at the camp after eating just now and saw the darkness in the wild. The sky seemed to be casted by an evil mage. The black sky rushed out fiercely from one end of the line of sight, like an evil black dog, running all the way to the other end of the line of sight.

Irina is not afraid of the **** dog in the neighbor's house.

In the darkness of the quilt, Irina heard the sound of Kiel warriors putting on their equipment, the drawing and sheathing of sword blades, the snapping of long spears, and the steady footsteps that gradually receded.

Aren't Kiel warriors afraid of the night? Aren't you afraid of the swamp at night? And there are countless monsters, monsters, monsters, monsters in the swamp! Monsters under the night! Monsters in the swamp of night!

Whoa whoa whoa~~~~

How could anyone do such a thing.

Irina's heart was thumping in fright, she curled up in the quilt, her little hand tightly covered her mouth, as if any exclamation would attract the monsters in the night swamp to the camp.

Until the sound of Weltz's shepherd's evening prayer sounded in my ears, the steady male voice begged the God of Saturn for forgiveness of my stupidity, and told the God of Saturn about my little discovery today and so on. Only then did Irina feel a little courage sprout in her heart.

She knew that the voice of prayer in the camp was something she could rely on, and the courage in her heart was a little comfort from the God of Saturn.

Recalling what the old shepherd who was in charge of teaching them had taught, Irina took this opportunity to fold her hands together and whispered a prayer to the great God of Saturn.

"Iluluna, thank you for your courage."

"Your little servant is afraid of the **** dog and the night."

"But you know, there's always someone who isn't afraid of beasts, monsters, and the night."

"A warrior you praise, a servant of your wisdom."

"Your little servant also hopes to have courage and wisdom."

"Maybe for myself, but also for more people."

"I hope that everyone will not be afraid of the vicious **** dog, nor will they be afraid of the night that swallows the day."

"Kick the **** of the **** dog with courage, let it get away with its tail."

"Look directly at the vast night with wisdom, and the night is like the day."

"Iluluna, we love you as you love us."

Where Irina folded her hands in the quilt, a faint blue light gradually glowed. The blue light slowly rose and fell with Irina's breathing, but Irina, who closed her eyes tightly, didn't see it.

However, the prayers in the camp stopped when the blue light appeared.

After all, the shepherd Wiltz is an official shepherd, and he became a shepherd at a young age. He had the experience of having a direct spiritual conversation with the great Saturn on the day he became an official shepherd. This is a little legendary experience that most of the Saturn herders have never had in their entire lives.

At this moment, in his spiritual perception, Wiltz clearly discovered the little specialness of Irina at the moment. Knowing that it was the great Saturn who was watching the child. Although the great **** of Saturn might just have a casual glance, after all, the ordinary Irina told the great **** of Saturn what she was thinking at this moment, and let the great **** of Saturn know.

Wiltz shepherd pondered for a moment, thanking the great Saturn in his heart. He continued the evening prayer just now, and stared fiercely at Tutugo who was lying in the quilt next to him. Seeing that Tutugo was still playing with a yellow grasshopper by the light of the fire, Wiltz's shepherd frowned even more, hoping that the great **** of agriculture would not see Tutugo's current state, and that Wiltz would not be able to lose him. Think of this person.

Ah, great Saturn, please forgive me, I have not taught this naughty child well, please give me some time. Well, if possible, please give as much as possible.

It was another night with insufficient moonlight, so Zhao Ji had to use a torch that may have some quality problems to provide lighting to hunt slime monsters.

The routine is still the same, and Zhao Ji, who has figured out the three tricks of the slime monster, can let go of the fight now.

Zhao Jiduo put a lot of thought into the use of the spear, trying to kill the slime monster with only one shot. In the process of attacking the slime monster countless times, Zhao Ji roughly figured out where the slime monster's key point is.

Slime monsters are generally considered harmless. Zhao Ji also thought so when he first came into contact with slime monsters. Until the occasional attack can directly kill the slime monster with one blow, Zhao Ji felt that the slime monster also seemed to have a vital point.

In the previous hunting, Zhao Ji would try to intentionally attack different parts of the slime monster when he could grasp the hunting scene.

Gradually, Zhao Ji groped out, and it seemed that the slime monster's vital part was just below the tentacles on the top of the slime monster's head.

He specially observed leather apprentices dismantling slime monsters in the leather shop, and found that under the tentacle above the heads of most slime monsters, there was an acid sac filled with acid.

Zhao Ji felt that as long as the slime monster took the initiative to attack this position before the slime monster spit out the first mouthful of acid, the acid sac of the slime monster could be broken in the body.

Not all the various tissues in the slime monster can resist its own acid, otherwise it would not have to have a special acid sac.

After that, that is tonight. Zhao Ji specially applied the technology he studied.

The effect frightened him somewhat.

Every slime monster was shot directly through the head by Zhao Ji, and then immediately trembled randomly for a while, and died directly. This result made him very excited, and he killed every slime monster he found more quickly.

When Zhao Ji couldn't keep up because of his physical strength, he found out that he had killed more than a hundred slime monsters in just a while~www.mtlnovel.com~. This is just the first small island, there are three other islands.

But there is not a single slime monster near this island. Zhao Ji had no choice. The plan he gave him tonight was to hunt 30 on each island, and a total of 120 on the four islands.

This time, Zhao Ji estimated that he killed more than a hundred slime monsters. No way, Zhao Ji had to put down his spear and count the slime monster corpses here. After counting both sides repeatedly, Zhao Ji confirmed that he had killed a total of 130 slime monsters. This all of a sudden exceeded the plan for tonight.

No way, the plan is not as fast as the change.

He had no choice but to call for money to withdraw his troops tonight, and accept it when he sees it. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to transport too much slime back, it would just rot in the swamp.

Zhao Ji hurried back to the camp. Of course, his slime monster nemesis - the branch cloak had to be placed in its original hidden position.

Zhao Ji hurried back to the camp. In the camp, Tutuge and Irina seemed to have fallen asleep, one drooling from the corner of their mouths, and the other huddled their heads and bodies under the bedding. The shepherd Weltz sat cross-legged on his quilt, and his long stick was at hand. At this time, he was adding fuel blocks and weeds to repel mosquitoes to the campfire little by little.

Seeing Zhao Ji's return, Wiltz thought that something happened to the hunt of the Kiel warrior. As a result, he asked Zhao Ji in a low voice, only to find out that the Kiel warrior had finished hunting tonight, and now he was returning to pick up the leaves that wrapped the slime monster.

Wiltz's shepherd's eyes widened, and he felt a little weird. He didn't know if there was something wrong with his own ears, or the mouth of the Kiel warrior was boasting.

Zhao Ji shrugged his shoulders and didn't argue. After a while, Wiltz knew whether it was true or not.

Chapter end