Heaven’s Intention

rainforest like forest

No one comes here all the year round. Only the occasional adventurer

Fortunately, it has entered late autumn, and there are a lot fewer mosquitoes, otherwise, this would be the biggest trouble.

But at this time, the group is already at the end of the road.

Potter, go! A voice came from behind, and almost at the same time, there was a poof, followed by Captain Oka's painful muffled groan.

Potter turned around quickly, only to see Oka pounced violently, an arrow shot into the leather armor, and blood spattered.

Potter roared, and rushed straight for it.

After running for a while, a familiar scream of ah sounded.

Potter gritted his teeth fiercely, and ran forward desperately, panting heavily, his lungs seemed to be on fire, his limbs were exhausted to the point of paralysis, and he threw away all the weapons on his body, except for the bag of coins.

Eyes sting with sweat. Pain occupied all his thoughts, and finally, on the edge of a river, he stumbled and rolled down on the edge of the river.

The light rain stopped, and the sun slowly struggled out from the dark clouds, revealing a corner of red, a bright red color, as if it had been dyed during the killing process.

It had just rained, but the air was filled with a stench. The ground was wet, but this wetness carried a kind of chill.

Potter slowly got up, his hands and feet felt a little stiff and numb, but his mind gradually became clear, whether it was the stench in the air or the wet and slippery feeling on the ground, it made people feel uncomfortable. A feeling of wanting to vomit.

Suddenly, tears stung his eyes, he stood up, walked around twice in a row, touched the money bag in his arms, and calmed down.

Many of the remaining adventure teams are relatives or come from the same village.

No matter what, I can't die, I have to go back with the hard-earned rewards of the whole adventure team. Moreover, the mercenary union also has some deposits to be withdrawn.

If they are all dead, there will be nothing left, and there are still many people waiting in the village!

The sound of water came, and Potter quickly ran to a shallow lake not far away. His face was reflected in the water, which was covered with dust and blood.

Thirst made him bow down,

He picked up a wave of clear water with both hands, bent his face down, and drank a few mouthfuls. The sweet water skipped over the dry lips, slid through the equally dry mouth, and then slid into the throat.

Slowly, the cool feeling in his chest made him feel better. He didn't start until he was almost drunk and quenched his thirst, examining himself in the reflection of the lake.

His face was covered with dust and blood, his hair was also messed up, and he looked in a mess. He scrubbed his hands vigorously by the lake, and took a few more handfuls of water. After washing his face, he didn't give up until the basic appearance appeared on his resolute cheeks.

The blood had been washed off his hands and face, his underwear was torn off, and the wounds on his arms and shoulders were bandaged.

After finishing, facing himself on the river, he froze for a moment.

Alas, if I knew it, I would not have taken up that mission. There are fewer monsters and fewer adventurers in the border forest now. Because their adventurer team has just been established, they cannot be favored by those nobles. It was a bit tight, so I had to accept a task from the guild to investigate deep into the forest.

Unexpectedly, they encountered a group of legendary elves on the way, and the faces of these beautiful elves changed drastically when they saw them, and attacked them.

The power of the elves is very strong, plus the number of opponents is large, once they fight against the elves, they immediately become the slaughtered party. If the captain and several team members did not desperately stop them, they would not be able to escape.

But, why did he encounter elves, and why was he attacked like this?

Potter secretly regretted it, it would have been nice if his team hadn't accepted this task.

Potter took another handful of water and poured it on his face, feeling sore in his heart.

However, looking at the sky, Potter decided to leave immediately, where it was. It is on the edge of the edge of the forest, and go a little further to the hills. There is no human habitation near this area. If you want to go back to a small town or a populated village, you have to go through the forest again .

Thinking about the elf killer he met just now, Potter turned around and walked towards a corner of the edge forest. If he remembered correctly, there was a path leading to the forest home.

Potter wiped the sweat from his brow, and his figure gradually disappeared, disappearing at the edge of the forest.

There were bursts of calls of birds and insects, and there were some green plants growing on the ground in the forest. It had just rained a while ago, and the ground was a bit slippery when walking.

As soon as the sun came out, the air in the forest tended to evaporate and rise, especially the path that Potter chose now, was full of weeds and thorns, and there were bloody cuts when he walked on it, but This was nothing to Potter, he gritted his teeth. Desperately walked out.

Walking through the forest is definitely an adventure. Not to mention the danger of getting lost, the poisonous insects and monsters in the hidden places are scary.

Warcraft also has a characteristic similar to human beings, that is, bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

If a group of people walks, the monsters may have to figure it out, but if it is replaced by a walker, and the walker is still a human who seems to be in poor condition, then the monsters will usually make trouble.

However, there may be great blessings after the catastrophe. Potter was lucky. He walked all the way without encountering any poisonous insects or any magical beasts.

At this time, he was walking forward, his physical strength was not as good as before due to his injury, and he was as impatient as he was, so he still wanted to rush back to the inhabited place before the dry food was finished.

The distant wind seemed to bring a sound of tearing and killing. For a moment, Potter even thought he was back in the battle just now. On the overgrown forest path, the sound of killing and killing in the distance alternately became stronger and weaker, as if it was not very close to him.

Potter had already lost a lot of blood at this time, and was weak due to wound infection. After hearing the killing sound, he hesitated for a moment, but still dragged his tired steps and walked towards the sound.

However, he didn't go directly, he approached quietly, and finally dozens of black dots came into his eyes vaguely, and he concentrated again, and finally saw something clearly, it was a group of human soldiers and elves. To kill.

At this moment, the battle seemed to have come to an end. More than a dozen elves fell to the ground, bleeding from the deadly parts of their bodies, and they seemed unable to survive.

Correspondingly, several times as many human soldiers were lying dead on the ground, and most of the wounds were traces of shooting arrows.

There are also several human priests, holding staffs, who are basically panting now, and some are still waving them, or casting weak offensive spells.

On the trees far away. It was a mess, and sometimes among the tree forks, the corpses of dead elf archers could be seen. They hung in the gaps between the branches, their hands fluttering in the wind, but they were still holding on to their bows tightly.

Surrounded in the center, there were three or four elves, desperately resisting, holding long swords in their hands, and throwing their bows that lost their arrows on the ground.

Kill them all! A knight-like human shouted, and large drops of blood flowed down the long sword in the human knight's hand, dripping on the ground, staining the weeds red, and their eyes gleamed. Killing intent, he will not be soft on the remaining elves.

There was no sound of begging for mercy, no shouting, the remaining elves continued to fight, and then blood spewed out like a fountain.

The open space was filled with bright red, and there was a strong smell of blood floating in the air.

Potter saw the last elf being beheaded by the knight, and his heart was full of joy.

In the not-too-distant past, his brother was killed by an elf, and now he finally saw revenge.

Clean up the battlefield and go back immediately. The leader of a human knight said, while speaking, he slowly inserted the bloody sword into the scabbard, and then turned his gaze to Potter's hiding place.

Come out, I've spotted you. There was a trace of killing intent in the voice.

Potter didn't choose to continue to hide. No matter what, he was a human being, and he had fought with elves just now. The group of humans in front of him should not hurt him.

I, I'm an adventurer... Potter walked out from behind the tree while speaking.

It turned out to be an adventurer? The knight glanced at him. These adventurers were originally bait, and they knew the reaction of the elves through them. Therefore, the knight actually knew him, but he said lightly: Since it is a human, Then come back with us!

You saved my life, thank you. After hearing this, Potter saluted him gratefully, but he accidentally touched his injured place, and couldn't help frowning.

It's unlucky for you to meet an elf family. Let's go, we're all human, you're welcome. The knight said with a smile and a little embarrassment.

But no matter what, the other party was the one who saved him, and Potter was very grateful, especially when he returned, a priest of the Lord of Radiance treated him briefly, and he was even more grateful.

The money in the pocket cannot be used, it does not belong to him, it belongs to the team, it belongs to the village, and many people in the village are still waiting for the money!

This is a lot of hard work.

However, Potter, who felt so grateful that he couldn't repay him, stared at the holy emblem of the Lord of Radiance on the knight, thoughtful.

Accompanied by soldiers, an hour later, the group arrived at the Forest House.

At this time, the forest house was full of voices.

From time to time, a large number of people in armor can be seen coming and going.

The knights in the team didn't pay much attention to these. On the contrary, he stared at the large olive grove and couldn't help admiring.

My lord, what's wrong with this forest? A small captain asked.

This is an olive grove. It seems that it has been planted for four or five years, and it is beginning to bear fruit. You know, this is olive oil that can produce golden liquid. Look, the people inside are starting to pick fruit. The knight praised Said: These three thousand acres of forest can produce tens of thousands of gold coins.

High-grade olive oil is used by nobles. It is the natural fruit juice extracted from fresh or ripe olives through physical cold pressing process. It is the only woody vegetable oil in the world that is available for human consumption in a natural state.

But the most suitable climate conditions such as soil and air temperature, sunshine, air humidity and precipitation required for olive growth.

In addition to the coast, other areas can only be planted sporadically in suitable areas.

Olive is a long-lived tree. It will start to bear fruit after four to five years of planting, and the full fruit period can be as long as 50 to 100 years.

November is the season for fruit picking.

The adventurers and soldiers looked at each other after hearing the words. They hadn't even tasted it, so naturally they didn't know the value, but the priests behind them all became thoughtful.

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The stomach disease has basically recovered, and tomorrow will start three chapters (!)