Sword and Magic and Taxi

The corpses of the three goblins were hung from the rafters, swinging slightly. The ropes rubbed against the wooden beams, making a creaking sound. On the hillside next to the village, three rows of newly built graves were undergoing final decoration work. Butcher took a charcoal pencil and wrote the names of relatives and friends on the wood, and then inserted it into the soft soil with force.

What are you going to do next? Zhao Mai asked: It is not suitable to live here if there is only one person.

Butcher didn't even raise his head, and repeatedly checked whether there were any errors in his writing. Hearing Zhao Mai's words, he wiped his nose with the back of his hand, inhaled hard, and then said in an indifferent tone: I can live wherever I am, you don't have to worry about it.

I want to hire you. Zhao Mai decided to go straight to the point: I can see that you are very strong, and your axe-wielding movements are amazing. I think I will be much safer with you here.

Are you a noble or something?

Zhao Mai shook his head, I am not a noble, nor a wealthy businessman. I am just a young druid who needs help.

Need help? Butcher spit on the ground, wiped his mouth and said, Everyone in this world needs help except me, and I don't have the time to meddle in other people's business.

We will continue to go south, and we will get closer and closer to the land occupied by the goblins. Zhao Mai said: I don't know what you think, I only know that if I were you, I would continue to cause trouble for the goblins. . This is a raiding team, they came out to rob under orders. Maybe you have no interest in helping other villages, but what about destroying the goblins?

I can do that.

Follow me, at least you don't have to spend the night alone in the wild, and there will always be someone to look after you. Zhao Mai said, I am a fair and reasonable person, and I will not treat you badly.

You'd better do what you promised, Butcher said after thinking for a moment, otherwise you won't have a chance to survive the trial, and you will be hacked to death by me.

Regarding Butcher's joining, the Paladins expressed different opinions. Several people think that the team should be made simpler, so that it can help complete the tasks as quickly as possible; others think that this is a casual act of kindness that as a knight should not be rejected. Zhao Mai believes that this is actually a problem of marching speed, and this problem will be solved after arriving at the next town and buying a strong mule or horse.

So the group stopped for a while in Watto Town, and Zhao Mai bought some equipment for Butcher. Unexpectedly, Butcher is still a picky person, at least he has high requirements for mounts. There was no horse in the whole town that could satisfy him, so in the end he only got a mule to use for transportation.

Do you know how to ride and fight on horseback? Zhao Mai looked at Butcher's size. He is taller than ordinary people, with big hands, feet, and long thighs. However, he cannot tell the effect of long-term riding on his legs and hips, so it is impossible to judge.

Butcher shook his head, not knowing whether it was because he didn't want to pay attention to Zhao Mai or because he was negating his riding skills. He saw a curved-edged sword in the blacksmith shop. It was a large slashing weapon that was used by ordinary people with both hands and was about one meter long. He picked it up and weighed it, asked the blacksmith to add a small counterweight behind the hilt, and then asked Zhao Mai to buy it.

This brutal weapon can only be used by those who are strong enough, but Butcher can actually hold and wield it with one hand. Zhao Mai watched with his own eyes as he swung the sword up and down, cutting a wooden stake into five pieces in a few seconds. Judging from his methods, he doesn't look like a fledgling farmer or hunter, but more like a warrior after a long period of training.

Zhao Mai intended to inquire about his past, but Butcher shook his head and refused to tell. Sometimes when he was annoyed by questions, he would glare and kick Zhao Mai in the butt. Except for the first time when he was kicked and fell, he dodged the rest of the time.

Watto Town is the kind of town where dragons and snakes are mixed, and there is a lack of supervision. Although it cannot be said to be a den of thieves, it is not far away. The paladin of Iomedae is very eye-catching here, and the holy symbol of the Sword of Radiance can have an effect similar to the silence spell here. In short, from the first second they entered the town, everyone was watching them, but no one paid attention to them, making them seem very unwelcome. So if you want to inquire about the situation in the Archdruid and the swamp area, only Zhao Mai and Butcher can do it.

You mean to let me stay in the hotel while you go out and look for it yourself? Zhao Mai looked up from the breakfast plate of blood sausage, fried eggs and roasted potatoes, unable to conceal his surprise. Is there something that I can't conveniently know?

It's not convenient for you to go where I want to go, and you won't like my past friends. You are not the same kind of people. Butcher shook his head very firmly.

Okay, go ahead. When will you come back? Because no matter whether we can find out the news or not, we won't stay here for long, at most three days.

There was no expression on Butcher's scarred face. He thought for a long time, wondering why Zhao Mai agreed so easily. He wasn't sure whether the druid was too stupid or too smart, so in the end he simply said: Well, it won't take that long.

He tightened his leather armor, stuck his wood-cutting ax behind his belt, and then raised his curved-edged sword. When he was about to go out, he suddenly turned around and said to Zhao Mai: You'd better close the door tightly at night and don't open the door to anyone. Trust your hunting dog, it is much safer than your cleverness.

Before Zhao Mai nodded, the door was closed. Through the curtains of the room, Butcher's tall figure could be seen disappearing into the shadows of the alley. This town seems capable of swallowing up everything, whether it's the light of a goddess or a strong man.

Alone, Butcher regained the familiar feeling. There was no one watching behind him, and a vague sense of threat blew through the hairs behind his ears, making his muscles tense again. He thought he would never experience this kind of tension again. He thought he could be reborn in the valley. Unfortunately, things backfired and the gods deceived him again.

I really failed. Butcher still felt resentful in his heart. He worked as a mercenary, a bodyguard, a knight, and by chance, a knight for a while. Although he did not have a fixed castle or land, he had seen the world and enjoyed luxury. But time and time again, he was always the one being persecuted or taking the blame, and even the guy who promoted him just wanted to take advantage of him. He found one boss after another, but he only understood one truth: civilians without background could not be truly reused. Although he is careful, he is still no match for the nobles who specialize in playing tricks on their minds. Discarded and seriously injured, he fled to a canyon village and relied on prayer and family to rebuild his life.

The goblin destroyed his last habitat, and he was tired of being manipulated by fate. They say that a druid lives a life of isolation, and maybe that's what he needs. Following Mike temporarily and getting shelter from nature may be his last chance to get rid of his troubles in this life. Besides, at present, it seems that Mike has some weird ideas, and his handling of things can be considered fair, at least he can see things through.

There was no other place to go anyway, or so he thought.