Chapter Eighteen - Goblins
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Kazmodan
Ronin and Sylvanas explained a lot. He hoped that the female elf had already understood it, instead of saying "I don't understand", but the other party finally agreed to his request. This does not mean that Sylvanas must have forgiven Ronin. She just thought that this mage or dwarf would have unexpected effects, and he knew in his heart that three people, including her, had their own purposes. His purpose was to save Nathanos, and Fistard and Ronin were definitely not like this. In fact, she guessed it right. Ronin's purpose was to save the Red Dragon Queen, and Fistard was found by him, and told him that as long as Alextasa was saved, the orcs would lose their ability to control the Red Dragon, and the griffin knight would not face the Dragon Knight in the future. Hearing this, Fistard really agreed to Ronin's suggestion, but he was just here in his personal name, because he still had some doubts about Ronin, after all, he was a mage.
"There is nothing in heaven." The dwarf lay on the ground after eating, and said, "We cannot guarantee that there will be no orcs around."
"Do we have to take turns to watch?" Luo Ning asked.
"Of course, mage." Fistard glanced at him, "Are you going to be first or I?"
The dwarf excluded the elves because he felt that Sylvanas would not agree to a vigil, and it was ridiculous to have a lady be a bodyguard for two men who slept with big gangsters.
The upset Sylvanas couldn't sleep at all. She woke up from meditation and offered to her come to the night. Fistard and Ronin looked at each other but did not object. Although they were in danger, the dwarf immediately closed his eyes and fell asleep in a few seconds. Ronin admired his ability very much, and secretly hoped that he could complete the task and sleep peacefully like Fistard.
Before he knew it, the first half of the night had passed. Fistard's snoring was moving all day long, and Sylvanas resisted the urge to step forward to strangle him to death. He was too noisy. Even without the campfire, the orcs could come with the sound when they heard the noise. So she walked towards her companion reluctantly...
...The elf suddenly stopped. At that moment, she heard the subtle sound of dead branches breaking. Are there anyone or animals moving around?
Sylvanas looked at Fistard on the ground for a few seconds, but did not wake him up, so as not to make the intruder alert. He walked past the dwarf and humans who were sleeping soundly, leaning against the direction of the movement, pretending that he was just looking into the dark place in the distance.
Her long ears kept collecting the subtle sounds coming from behind.
‘There is only one person in this step, and the other party is not big, not an orc!’ Sylvanas was suspicious. Did he guess wrong? It might be just a mouse or some other small animal.
A faint sound came again. Then a wild roar was followed by a large beast rushing down. Sylvanas immediately pulled out the sword at his waist and realized that it was a griffin, but it was obviously not something that had just approached here.
"What's going on?" Fistard woke up from his sleep, rubbed his eyes and shouted loudly. At this moment, Ronning also woke up.
"Is it my griffin? He's back? I just asked him to hunt by himself."
"There are footsteps in that wood! Your griffin is chasing you." Sylvanas explained.
"Okay, then we have to hurry up. If you don't stop it in time, it will eat that thing in one bite."
In the darkness, Sylvanas could tell the outline of the griffin, but it was huge and he could not see what he was chasing. However, the Ranger could hear another sound, which was not from the griffin, but a language, without the slightest resistance.
"Wait a minute, don't, don't! Get out of here, don't chase me, I'm not a food!"
The three of them quickly ran towards the shouting. The person who was caught by the griffin obviously did not intend to be an enemy of the griffin. Sylvanas felt that the voice was very familiar from the beginning, and now she knew what it was.
"Back!" the female elf shouted to Fistard's mount. In just two words, the griffin felt the pressure. Sylvanas stared at it with light blue eyes, making it unable to help but slowly retreat, and he let out a scream reluctantly, thinking that the guy he was caught belonged to it.
A short guy who fell to the ground immediately got up from the ground and ran in the opposite direction. However, Sylvanas moved faster and grabbed the uninvited guest's ear.
"Ah! It hurts! Don't hurt me, don't hurt me!"
"Gomin?" Luo Ning followed and took a look.
"I've never heard anyone scream like this. Shut up, you green-skinned monster! Otherwise, I'll calm you down with one blow, and you'll call all the orcs around you, right?"
Fistard threatened Sylvanas's heart complained that his snoring was far better than the goblin's kneeling and begging for mercy.
The uninvited guy immediately shut his mouth.
"The orcs have always started to let goblins be spies." Luo Ning muttered.
"No no! I'm not a spy! I just heard snoring deep in the woods, so..."
Fistard swallowed and immediately pulled out the Storm Warhammer, ready to give the guy a little color.
"Enough!" Sylvanas stopped him and pulled the goblin into it a little more. "A question to answer if you want to survive."
"Be gentle, be gentle! May I ask, as long as you release my ears."
"Are you a friend of an orc?"
"Uh... this... is not a friend, it's just a cooperative relationship, a cooperative relationship." The goblin's calves kept trembling. He prayed that Sylvanas would not kill him after he said the answer. The elf hated orcs the most, but fortunately she didn't.
"The second question, have you seen a black dragon, a dragon that looks like the night?"
"Yes, yes! I saw it, I saw it! And he also brought a human. He was very tall, as tall as a black dragon! He had a black hair, didn't know the name, and didn't hear the name, and was locked in Grimbato." The goblin twisted his body. Sylvanas did not relax his guard against him. The goblins were not only cunning, but also had the power that was inconsistent with their figure.
"Wait a minute!" Sylvanas's mouth raised slightly, and then immediately put his sword on the goblin's neck. "You are lying, Death Wings clearly pull the human in the palm of his hand, how could you see it?"
"I saw it, I really saw it!" the goblin shouted in a hurry, his eyes wide open, worried that the sword would kill him at any time. "I saw him handing over that human to the orc, really, really!"
"What? Deathwings are also related to the orcs of Grembatot?" Ronin said in surprise.
The ranger sneered, "What's so strange about this? It's not a day or two for the orcs and the dragon clan to unite." Her eyes flashed with anger. Ronin clearly felt that Sylvanas hated the dragon clan. During the war, the flames of the red dragon caused to Quelcelas. This is also the reason why Ronin did not tell her that the real purpose of this trip was to save the Red Dragon Queen.
"The Red Dragon is different from the Death Wings."
"Is there a difference? Deathwings are just a little stronger than those red guys."
The mage shook his head, not wanting to argue too much on this issue. Back to the point, he asked the goblin: "Do you say that human is as tall as the black dragon?" Luo Ning narrowed his eyes and asked the goblin to explain his words.
"Uh...I, I haven't said this..."
"Ha! Cunning guy." Fistard held his storm hammer tightly with both hands. "There are three people here, we all heard you, you dare to lie. You don't need this lady's sword. I can make your brain burst with one hammer!"
"No, I'm wrong... wrong! I said I said..." The goblin trembled even more violently than before. "The dragon hid its wings, and he became a human, and even gave orders to the dragon-throated beastmen."
"So that's it." Ronning understood. No wonder this goblin noticed everything. It was indeed surprising that a human appeared in Grimbato.
Sylvanas nodded, "Do you remember what kind of human that Deathwing became?"
"Remember, remember, of course."
Chapter completed!