The brave man opened the coffin and rose

The lady in front of me made a simple request.

I just want to ask for some help in finding alkaline magic herbs.

The range of the target plant's growth is highly consistent with the direction that Abes and his team are about to advance.

In fact, the purpose of finding these things is to deal with the "white horse" in front of you.

It can be said that no matter what, this is a good thing for Abes.

It's just...

Looking at the phantom of a horse head appearing in front of him, he found it funny that apart from the wolf, the latest information about the mount had emerged.

Griffin

When Abes had inquired about some basic information about the northern countries from Kronos, he had heard that there were not many griffins in the small kingdom of Wommza, and the few that existed were all private pets of the royal family.

And now, if it weren't for my protection that directly read out the real information, I would probably still be kept in the dark.

Since the white horse in front of us is a griffin in disguise.

Then it is easy to explain the lady next to her who is talking nonsense.

This man came from the royal capital.

It is impossible for the king of a small kingdom to let his private pet out.

Even if a magical beast was deployed, it would not have any significant impact on the current chaotic war situation in the small kingdom of Wommza.

After thinking it over, although Abes could not determine the visitor's true intention, he could infer one thing.

The king is unstable, and even the king's personal pet can run to the border.

Now that it has come to this, we can know whether this lady herself poses a threat or not.

It is possible to disguise a griffin as a tall horse, so that even when you touch it you won't notice anything unusual.

I'm afraid it can only be a wizard, and it's not an ordinary secondary illusion, but a more sophisticated disguise.

Compared to Abes's half-baked part-time bard job, plus the spell break caused by his barbarian characteristics, a real wizard could really pose some threat in the camp.

However, Abes was not worried.

First of all, I have encountered a hidden wizard before, but I just used a few tactics to break through the opponent's defense and almost killed him, right?

Secondly, ever since this stranger with no clue of where he was coming from suddenly expressed his intention to join, Abes arranged for Kronos to keep an eye on him.

Since this guy has been in the camp for four or five days, he has not been trying to gather any information, nor has he done anything destructive such as poisoning or murder.

At least, Abes could judge that the other party was temporarily in a harmless state.

Therefore, in order to stabilize the other party's emotions, Abes finally agreed to her request.

"Manpower is certainly not a problem. We can even say that our next direction of travel is highly consistent with the growth area of ​​these rare magical plants..."

"Thank you!" The lady wrapped in a black robe lowered her head, revealing the short stick etched with frost and snow patterns that was inserted in her hair as a bun.

Griffin, want.

A powerful wizard wants it even more.

Abes paused, then continued, "Manpower is not a problem, but can the white horse last until then?"

Hurry up, use healing spells, or spells to maintain physical activity and vital signs...

Abes's eyes were fixed on the other's slightly trembling hands.

He made up his mind that as long as the other party used magic in front of him.

You can then find a reason to include the opponent as a usable fighting force in the next offensive plan.

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Anglaus deeply realized the difficulties faced by ordinary people.

Dragging his stabbed leg and unable to run at all, he finally got on a passing merchant's truck on the third day.

But when he arrived at the nearest town, the wealth he had expected never came to him.

Originally, Anglaus planned to pass on the news of the peasant rebellion when he met someone important enough.

As a result, he had a leg injury, all his weapons and equipment were taken away, and because he was in such a shabby state, he was beaten out by the mayor's lackeys.

Not to mention reporting the news, even meeting each other was impossible.

Anglaus' eyes turned red, and he felt a sense of disappointment and powerlessness.

However, he just lay on the street corner with his eyes closed for a while.

Then some insulting voices were heard.

"Get out of my way. Get out of my way."

"Whose dog is this? Is there no one to take care of it?"

But after the bad luck ended, good luck seemed to come.

A few people dressed as travelers dropped off a bottle of potion for him as they passed by.

When Anglaus saw the other party pointing at the wound on his leg, he understood what was going on and directly poured the potion that the other party had thrown at him on his leg.

A cool feeling instantly spread, and Anglaus only felt waves of comfort coming from the wound.

Before long, the wound began to heal.

"Thank you." A trace of gratitude flashed in Anglaus' eyes, but after seeing the bulging backpacks behind them that made a sound like glass colliding, a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes.

The two groups of people quickly passed each other, but among the group of travelers, one of them turned his head and smiled faintly at the travel companion who had just handed over the potion.

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"Are you usually like this? It's really suspicious that you suddenly become a good person."

"I am just providing information to the other party, and I am giving them a reciprocal response. It's not an excessive sympathy." The voice was a little weak, and the guy who hid himself in the hood was the one who just handed over the potion.

However, when the other party mentioned words like information and equal feedback, the expressions of the companions who were originally smiling around them became serious.

"Tell me, boy, what have you found out?"

"Not much, not even the identity of the soldiers, the battle taking place, and the shadows that could be heading straight for the town."

After saying something ambiguous, like a riddler, he looked up and smiled shyly. After making sure that everyone was staring at him, he slowly explained.

"His physique and the calluses on his hands indicate that he is at least a person who needs to fight."

"The pressure marks on the ends of the fingers indicate that the weapon was a bow and arrow."

"Also, the single garment he was wearing was rough, but you could still see three-color stitching on the cuffs."

The others also nodded.

Three-color stitching, the cuff stitching found only on the uniforms of the Kingdom of Łomza.

Although this is not a strong certification, folks can also imitate textiles.

However, combined with the evidence of fighting and using bows, the identity of the enemy soldiers has become obvious.

"And whether a fight will happen depends on the wounds on the other person's legs."

"If it was just an encounter with a wild beast, the wound caused by the beast's teeth would not be so smooth, but would be accompanied by traces of scratching and tearing."

"A hole as standard as that must have been made by either siege weapons or throwing weapons. Perhaps there is some magic that can do that? But my family is a little ignorant about this. New family rules: We hate magic..."

The few people who had asked, hearing the other party's increasingly frustrated tone, also spoke hurriedly.

"Matthew! Look up! Didn't you come out of the family just to prove yourself?"

The warrior family, Fernando, is currently in a dire situation in the small kingdom of Womuza.

However, under such circumstances, the patriarchs fully demonstrated their feudalism and stubbornness.

Let the tribe members experience what it means to be dead but still alive, and to cause trouble in all directions.

Regardless of the opposition from the few remaining members of the tribe, he insisted that all members work hard in accordance with the warrior's goal so as to restore the glory of the family [Brave Warrior] as soon as possible.

My sister, who originally had a talent for warlock, suffered severe backlash from the magic network after her dominant hand for casting spells was interrupted and she was unable to channel her magic power.

After that, Matthew, who could no longer bear it, left his already impoverished family and began to wander around.

His goal is to do what he wants to do, such as becoming a pharmacist according to his desired goal.

As long as I find the right formula, maybe I can save myself...

In fact, Matthew does have the basic talent of a pharmacist, a pair of careful eyes.

Not only can he find and identify magical herbs in the wilderness, he also has the intuition of a detective.

After all, a so-called detective is just an ordinary person who can see the truth and details clearly.

That is why his fellow travelers believed in him.

After a pause, the companions spoke again, "So, what does [the shadow that may be heading straight for the town] mean?"