Chapter 324 Return to the Forest of Dreams

When I returned to the Forest of Dreams again, I couldn't recognize it anymore.

Just after disembarking, the fleet moored around the pier was covered with all kinds of flags, including Oran, Donglan, the Kingdom of Mage, etc., and even Bayer's own country. It seems that even if you go around one In the big circle, Bayer has no plans to give up here.

The dock area is full of busy people, loading and unloading goods, but the most noticeable are still adventurers from all over the world. Judging from their configuration, each team has at least one person with a wristband "Contract Brave".

In fact, for those adventurers who want to earn justice points, compared with the battle to recapture the city of Oran, where the combat environment is extremely harsh, the scale of the war here is smaller, and there is an absolutely safe "safe zone", so it is naturally more popular. welcome.

Although most of the adventurers are humans, there will be no shortage of other races here. After all, adventurers have the advantage of being a foreign race. Obviously let alone the barbarians and orcs in the north, lizardmen from remote desert areas can see arrive.

"It seems that the popularity is very strong."

Leaving the wharf area and walking into the forest, the changes are even greater. The bustling market area, the busy administrative area, the wood spirits in the woods, and mid-air have their own shortcuts. The business of the shops seems to be very good, and there are busy people everywhere. The flow of people, this place is no longer a desert.

And when our Ivy came back here, it also caused a sensation. When most of the ships were still small and medium-sized wooden ships full of 30 to 50 people, the battleship-class giant wooden battleship gave people a strong sense of shock.

But the big ship just arrived, but started business directly on the edge of the dock area.

"The Forest of Dreams branch in Thorn Garden. It's officially open! Don't miss it if you pass by!"

The Ivy, which is a giant battleship, has enough space to carry cargo. So I simply modified it. It has become a cargo ship and a traveling merchant ship. As for the main business, it is naturally all kinds of war machines in the Garden of Thorns.

Now that the giant ship is moving across the pier, all the hatches that open automatically are opened, and there are mobile shops one by one. The wood spirits who returned to their hometown happily started business.

There are iron horses equipped with training wheels, simple power armor, engineering artillery, and various war machines. Of course, there are also some new types of weapons and equipment that are still under experimentation.

The buzzing sawtooth sword, the latest dwarven musket, portable dwarven cannon, and mechanical shield with its own defensive force field. All kinds of new styles are waiting to be tested on the battlefield.

And an excellent arms dealer,

They will make the battlefield a test field for their own weapons while earning a lot of money, and then use the money to spread their own market and improve their own products. The difference between us and them is that we still have some conscience and standpoint, and only give it to one side. Provide weapons.

Judging from the sales on the first day, it will take some time for these mechanical products to be accepted by adventurers, no matter if they are goblins or dwarves. The reputation in this area is really not very good, but Gold Tooth Bea is the presenter. Blow yourself up to the sky in public... I said earlier not to name the bazooka with a "safety card", this name is completely cursed!

"Sure enough, these bastards are not reliable at all. Forget it, forget it, there will always be someone who tries something new, let time and record test it."

But there are other reasons why we returned to the Forest of Dreams so quickly. We were sent as envoys of the Wood Spirit Clan. The alliance was considered a success, but when we came back, we had a new problem.

"Is the kingdom of mages sending Bayer an envoy to discuss the truce? It's really troublesome."

The entrusted person is not me, but Shirley. It seems that the relationship between us has been known by someone with a heart, so there is obviously a problem with this appointment. Since I have sent her as an envoy, I naturally cannot ignore it. A golden-ranked "rookie" just wanted to torment her to death.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, I also want to see what the hell those guys are doing."

However, I personally think that if you don't entrust me directly, you are probably afraid that I will make some troubles and come to God to unfold or something.

After all, compared to me, an outsider, Shirley is a talent from a local major, so she probably cares about the interests of the country of mages.

The estimated travel plan has been determined. Now that the Forest of Dreams has been rectified for a few days, I will go to the capital of Bayer. As for whether I want to check the Rainy Night City that is in the middle of the battle, it depends on my personal judgment.

Yes, it's just me. The envoy went directly to the capital of Bayer. I didn't follow. I just made a contact point in the capital of Bayer.

Rather than being a diplomatic envoy being watched by others, I personally think it is better to walk alone in the shadows. At least, there are many things that cannot be seen on the bright side. "Take a look on the battlefield, maybe you can meet old acquaintances.

Walking alone in the new town area of ​​the Forest of Dreams, the bustling scene in front of me is still very surprising. After all, this place was Victoria Harbor in Baier half a year ago, and it was still an uninhabited magic forest more than two months ago. The collar of prosperity.

"...Although there are many wounded, the spirits of the adventurers are good, and most of them have smiles on their faces. Is that their expectation for the future? It seems that there is really no need to worry about the front of the Forest of Dreams I still want to find a chance to go to the front line to see..."

It was already noon, and I ordered some small dishes at a roadside restaurant, while watching the savage bragging in the hall who was telling his own adventure story.

"It was too late to say that, just when our team was in desperation, as a big thief, I made a move, a backstabbing starter, and then launched a kick to stun the Lich. After a set of combos, I killed the Lich by myself. Demon, I Frida..."

Wait, is this barbarian a thief? Sure enough, as long as there are more people. There will be all kinds of strange things. But when I think of the ogre thief I met last time. I feel nothing, but will the Lich be stunned? Either that lich is a necromancer with a skull mask, or the barbarian's extra racial talent is a braggart.

"Brother Paladin, are you alone?"

It was a young female priest who approached her with a smile. Judging from the gold coin holy emblem on her chest, she was a mid-level priest of the Goddess of Wealth.

Of course, she didn't come here because of any special services. That is the personal hobby of many Eros priests. The goddess of wealth and her followers will always pursue only wealth itself.

I was taken aback for a moment, but then suddenly realized.

This is the front line of the battlefield. Many temporary hunting teams are looking for people here. Places with a lot of traffic, such as bars and restaurants, are naturally places where adventurers find companions. I am alone, and I seem to be waiting for the team The lone traveler, it seems that the other party is short of people, but the strange thing is...

"How do you know I'm a paladin?"

Now that the cloud tower is out. I also didn't wear the iconic mage robes, just everyday linen robes. He wasn't armed, so how could he be recognized.

"The sitting posture, the smile, and the marks on the hands."

People who have received long-term military training and knight training will have obvious differences in walking and sitting postures. The traces on their hands are left from practicing swords. It has become the paladin's patent and instinct.

"The most important thing is that you are not dissatisfied with the cheap beer here. Even the savages in our team complain about the taste of the beer every day. When you drink it, you don't even frown, but smile. You probably had a rough time before. The very...”

Indeed, noble knights would not even come to the low-end restaurants on the roadside, not to mention two copper coins and a glass of beer. Only paladins who are used to poverty will get used to unpalatable cheap wine and black bread.

I nodded. Judging a person's occupation from appearance and habits is not a profound skill, but it is a compulsory course for experienced adventurers. Only then did I take a serious look at the priest in front of me.

Mo Zang, who is about ten years old, has short flaxen-colored hair neatly arranged, with a little acne but does not affect his delicate and energetic face, and the half-worn plate armor half-body armor is still shiny, obviously The care is not bad, the buckler and the mace are considered a regular combination for priests, but only the buckler has enchantments, and there are not even a few pieces of magic equipment, obviously not rich.

"...At most the silver rank is lower. If this is the captain, the evaluation of the entire team is probably the bronze peak."

The index finger tapped lightly on the table, and the golden holy light flashed across the table, which also proved her guess that I was indeed a paladin.

"Is there anything you can do with me?"

Seeing the flashing holy light, the female priest was overjoyed at first, but then hesitated. Originally, she saw a lone paladin without equipment, so young, and thought she was a rookie, but this With the ability to freely control the holy light, if a paladin who specializes in spiritual arts, I am afraid that he can only be a high-level professional (gold-level), and his team cannot afford such a ruthless character.

"Our team took on a well-paid mission, but our defense fighters didn't want to do it, so we lack a melee class."

I frowned, this task description is too simple, it seems a little insincere.

For ordinary mercenaries and adventurers, an ambiguous mission description is absolutely unacceptable. The more unknown places, the more unexpected things may happen, or the employer itself has problems.

Life is not a game, and it is impossible to do it all over again. To live a long life, the first priority is to be cautious.

Seemingly aware of my dissatisfaction, the female pastor quickly added.

"It's not that I don't want to talk about it carefully. This is a big operation organized by the local elves. We are only a part of it, so the specific mission requirements will only be known at that time."

After a little hesitation, I nodded and accepted her request.

"Great! Our 'Wood Spirit Super Cute' mercenary group finally has a meat shield! We can accept missions again!"

"...What did you say? I can say it again."

Now, it was the female pastor's turn to be very embarrassed, she lowered her head and explained in a low voice.

"We formed a temporary group here. At that time, we changed several names, all with the same name. I just said one casually, just..."

In a sense, I can understand it. After all, the wood spirits were more popular when they were in the kingdom of mages. The group of female fans spends time in the cafe every day, and they can't drive away after get off work. Her sister is probably also a wood spirit fan.

Although wood spirit lovers are not uncommon, especially for women, various wood spirit lover clubs have formed (male lolicon clubs? Aren't you afraid to laugh the other person's big teeth off? Inexplicably, I thought of the "Absolute Gentlemen's League" that has become a lesson. This is another name that has been hated through the ages. Sure enough, you must be careful when naming it. Well, I should be the master of naming.

"So, why did your original fighters leave the team?"

I vaguely guessed something, so I asked casually.

"...He thinks our name is not nice."

Sure enough, in such a team, men have to bear even more pressure and strange eyes. It is also a sissy not to treat others as perverts. Staring at me expectantly with tears in his eyes, he sighed involuntarily.

"Anyway, we have to look at the battlefield situation here, and we won't be able to stay for long, so let's just find a team to make do with it."

So, I nodded, it seems that I just took the opportunity to do some activities.

"Well, ma'am, at least for the next few days, Paladin Roland is willing to serve you."

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The lake was as beautiful and peaceful as before, with the moonlight shining on the lake, and there was no noise from other places in the Forest of Dreams.

Walking over the water lily pontoon on the lake in my eyes, on the floating bed in the lake, Sleeping Beauty's voice is the same as before, but with more blood.

As he approached, he seemed to sense me coming. His long eyelashes twitched slightly, as if he had dreamed of something good. There was a sweet smile on the corner of his mouth, which made me look forward to it.

"Although it's much cuter when you're not talking...Maybe, I still hope you wake up early and annoy me."

But it's a pity that my voice didn't get a response. In the end, Amyra calmed down helplessly.

"Sacrifice, is it not enough?"

Seemed to be talking to himself, but got the expected answer.

"...Please don't worry too much. It's only a matter of time before Mother wakes up."

The bright red Samantha came out from behind the tree, but there seemed to be a little worry on her calm face.

I nodded and didn't ask any more questions. I'm afraid these little guys are more anxious than I am about Amyra's deep sleep.

But when I left, I suddenly remembered the group of little guys I just met.

"By the way, do you have any major actions recently? The one that calls together a lot of adventurers?"

"...Yes, I originally planned to inform my father about the expansion of the Forest of Dreamland..." (To be continued..) ()