The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

When the adventure team arrived, a lively celebration banquet was being held in the camp.

Barrels of fire wine were lined up on the broken masonry floor of the temple square. A strong bugbear was holding a warhammer precariously, and it let a small goblin hold a shovel. Goblins holding tin wine glasses gathered around it. , and a fat ogre.

"Stand still and hold on tight," the Bugbear shouted.

The little goblin squatted on the lid of the wine barrel, bent down, holding the shovel in both hands, and pointed it at the side wall of the wine barrel. From behind, its action looked more like squatting in a pit, and the goblin's animal skin crotch could not block it. With half-showed buttocks, this posture looks even more ridiculous.

"Get it, aim better, Lord Baoknak!" the little goblin shouted drunkenly.

"Hey! Hey here!" The Bugbear roared, swung the war hammer full, and then swung it out with a "whoosh".

boom! ——

The goblin standing on the barrel turned into a golf ball, flew into the sky with a swoosh, and then fell in front of Linde with a splat, falling into a puddle of rotten flesh.

The goblins surrounding the barrel booed.

"It's so lively." Karak was infected by the festive atmosphere and couldn't help but twist her body, flames spurting out from her pores.

"Calm down your temper, Karak, they are celebrating a successful raid." Lind said, "For the sake of those who died during the raid."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I just couldn't help it. You can't see this kind of party in hell, at least not the scene in front of you. Let me say again, it feels great to be back on earth."

Shadow Heart suddenly approached Linde's ear and said, "Look there, that flashy guy on top of the fountain. I saw him yesterday at the Woodland Sacred Pool. At that time, this guy was chatting with a bear."

Linde followed her directions and looked.

The goblin built a simple one-person high platform on the small fountain in the square. At this time, a middle-aged man in gaudy clothes was singing impromptu on the stage.

This guy is Valotemp Zedda, the legendary explorer and bard who talks about running trains.

Gale raised his eyebrows, "Ah, he is the author of "Varo's Guide to Monsters". Although his book contains many fallacies and meaningless romance, it still has a very high reference value."

"The question is why is he here?" Will was puzzled.

"The answer is to collect materials and understand the living habits of goblins." Gale said, "This is not the first time he has done this. Sometimes I really doubt that he is the chosen one of the goddess of luck, otherwise why can he survive to this day? But no matter what , I admire his fearless courage to seek knowledge, and the country needs such people."

"Then let's find a way to rescue him before the war spreads." Linde agreed.

Everyone approached Varro, the bard was singing hymns tremblingly, and he was surrounded by goblins wielding swords and guns. He was already racking his brains to compose lyrics.

"...Wearing Wally's crown and holding a terrifying scepter, Dror Ragzlin killed the innkeeper in the blink of an eye!"

The goblins in the audience clapped happily.

Linde asked in surprise: "Can you understand what he is saying?"

"Who are you looking down on?" A female goblin glared at him fiercely, "Of course I can understand what the pigeons are singing. What he was talking about was that the True Soul One led us to rob the hotel this morning and kill the owner!"

"Which hotel?"

"Walkien...Walkien or something."

"Wojin's resting place." Everyone in the adventure team said in unison.

"Yes! I have actually remembered it." The female goblin said happily. She turned to Varro and shouted, "Dove, sing again."

Varro looked at Linde and his group with a pleading expression.

"Can you transfer your pigeons to me?"

"No, you can catch it yourself!"

Linde secretly cast the friendship skill on the female goblin, then straightened his face and said coldly: "In the name of the true soul, I order you to dedicate this dove to me!"

"True Soul One!" The surrounding goblins shouted in fear and awe.

The female goblin's face was filled with surprise and uncertainty, and she was even half-disbelieving. It was obvious that she really liked Varo.

Linde poured holy power into his body, and his whole body glowed slightly. The goblins around him shouted in surprise, further confirming his identity as the God's Chosen One.

The female goblin bent down and raised her hands, "He is yours!"

Without the minstrel show, the goblins no longer gathered around the stage and went to drink in twos and threes.

Linde smiled slightly and waved to Varro, "Hello, Pigeon."

Varro is a very charming middle-aged man with a pair of melancholy and sentimental peach blossom eyes and a raised mustache. He made an exaggerated court etiquette to Linde, "Oh, my good friend, you are simply mine. Great savior!"

"It's a pleasure to save a kind ally. Is there any way you can go back on your own?"

"Of course, otherwise wouldn't the invisibility potion I carry with me be useless? Well, you must have many questions, such as why I appear here. I can give you a definite answer. I was caught by them on purpose. Yes, if you want to understand a group, you have to live with them. This is a wise saying."

"We all know why you are here." Linde shrugged, "Gale has already told us about your death-seeking character. Anyway, I want to ask you to do a favor."

"Uh." Varro touched his beard angrily, "Just tell me, I'm happy to help a friend."

"When you return, inform Sefro and gather those who are capable and brave to fight and stand by outside the gate of the forest."

"What? What are your plans?"

Lind looked around and saw the noisy scene in the temple square - the hands and feet of dwarves were strung on the fire grill, the goblin child was cutting up the body of the adventurer, two wargs were tearing apart a piece of human torso, and bugbears were carving up the bloody body. gold coins, this terrifying scene reveals an evil vitality.

The statue of Selûne in front of the sanctuary door is as gentle as ever. The gods are high above, overlooking the joys and sorrows of the world, staring at the calm years. Time has made prosperity become dilapidated and glory has been blasphemed.

"The wind is always blown away by the rain." Linde whispered softly, "It's time to return peace to these ruins."

He looked at Varro, "I want to suppress the bandits. Go back and tell Sevro that I will take the leader of the goblin army back to the forest and behead him in public. Then I will ask him to bring his people with me to sweep away the supreme leader in this area." The power of true God.”

The bard's eyes sparkled with excitement.

"Oh! Oh! This is a legend! The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying~And the warriors are guarding the four directions~You guys are warriors!" Varro slapped the rainbow fart hard, causing several people to show swaying expressions.

"Okay, let's go quickly." The Yankee girl didn't want to hear him chirping and said evilly.

"Then we are destined to meet again, good friends!" Varro quickly took out a bottle of invisibility potion from the inside of his belt and swallowed it. His body disappeared into the air. With a rush of footsteps, he quickly slipped away.