Goblin Heavy Dependence

Chapter 13 White Oak

The nights in every region have different backgrounds.

In Iverius, the capital of the Elf King, the night is an elegant poem played by harps and leaf flutes; while in the "Iron Fortress" Molten Steel, the night is mostly filled with blood, iron and smoke.

The night in the misty forest is very quiet.

The chirping of insects and the cries of animals are of course present, but it is different from other uninhabited wilderness.

The sound was very small and vague. Even though it was right next to my ear, it seemed as if there was a layer of gauze between them and I couldn't hear it clearly.

It seemed as if even the sound had melted into the mist that filled the air.

Maggie sat alone by the campfire.

Gently wipe the longbow.

That was his "old friend" who had been with him for nearly twenty years.

Even though countless memories of the past have turned gray like his life, he still remembers the morning twenty years ago when he turned eighteen.

My father, who has always been as taciturn as the mountains, cut down the white oak tree in the yard that had grown up with him, and used the best part of it to make this longbow for himself.

Honestly, there's nothing special about it.

The bow arms are flexible but not hard enough, the grip feels rough, and the string grooves are not polished carefully enough.

From any angle, they cannot compare to the "fine products" on store shelves.

But it's just like the countless afternoons when I was a child taking a nap under the white oak tree.

The soft and refreshing breeze and the rustling sound of swaying branches.

The longbow seemed to be integrated with his body, extremely handy and comfortable to use.

If it weren’t for the luxurious carriage that slowly drove into the village, perhaps today I could still be wandering in those endless mountains with my “old friend”…

The orange-red flames reflected on Maggie's weathered face, which was shrouded in shadow, making it impossible to see his specific expression.

His right leg, tightly wrapped in bandages, still ached slightly, and his arms were numb from overusing combat skills.

He raised his head and looked at the dark night sky.

Take a deep breath.

His eyes swept across the pine trees standing next to the camp.

The mace brought out from the goblin cave lay quietly among the fallen leaves; and the two-handed axe from another dead teammate was also leaning steadily against the tree trunk.

Speaking of which, although the orc named "Gagu" has a rough temper, he is actually quite good after getting to know him...

"never mind."

Maggie shook her head.

It's always easy to feel sad late at night.

Now, it's time to get down to business.

Look towards the other side of the camp.

Across the blazing bonfire, a figure was lying motionless, and the sound of slow and long breathing could be faintly heard in the air.

There was no hesitation in Maggie's eyes; he had already made the decision.

"Don't blame me, kid."

He did not stand up and remained sitting cross-legged on the ground.

The wooden longbow quietly stood upright, the bowstring stretched backwards, and the arrow feathers vibrated slightly in the air.

At such a close distance, there was no possibility for Maggie to make a mistake.

As long as you let go, the sharp arrow will take away the young life in front of you.

"That's what adventurers are like. You must know that."

He murmured in his mind.

And at this moment, Maggie suddenly saw Xia Nan's eyelids tremble slightly.

Open your eyes.

The clear and bright eyes are definitely not in the drowsy state of just waking up.

"Realized?" He was surprised, but his fingertips had already loosened the arrow shaft.

call out--

Time and space seemed to have come to a standstill at this moment.

The slender and sharp arrows stirred up the mist, creating circles of weak air currents under the moonlight;
Beyond the campfire, the rising and swirling flames were drawn by the air currents, climbing upward like the tentacles of a purgatory demon, but were firmly bound by the invisible traction of the flame core.

Air, cotton blanket, fine grass, and soil.

The arrow went through the blanket and into the ground, but there was no sound of it piercing flesh.

Did you shoot off target?

No, that's where Xia Nan's head should have been when he was sleeping.

However, the "novice adventurer" who had been prepared dodged and counterattacked after confirming the opponent's actions.

The body looks like it is sleeping soundly on its side, but in fact it is in the easiest position to exert force.

The blanket covering his body was suddenly lifted up, blocking the other person's vision, but when it fell down, Xia Nan's figure had disappeared.

There was a sound of something moving in the air.

"boom!"

The bonfire was suddenly kicked over, and all that was visible was flying sparks and heavy pieces of wood wrapped in flames.

Then, two fleeting arcs of silver light appeared.

【Spin Slash】

The firewood was chopped into pieces, and sparks flew.

The sharp blade enters the body and then comes out from the other side.

The broken longbow fell to the ground.

"Ho...ho..."

Shanan was standing on the meadow, with Maggie in front of him, his hands covering his throat.

His trachea was cut and he couldn't speak, only blood kept flowing between his fingers.

It was dark at night and Xia Nan could not catch Maji's expression at this moment.

He only saw the other person's eyes widening and finally losing their luster; and the body twitching and finally falling backwards.

He squatted down and made sure that the other person was completely dead.

Only then did Shanan breathe a sigh of relief and put the two daggers from the dwarf "Elki" back to his waist.

It's not just luck.

As early as the day before yesterday when he noticed the change in Maggie's expression in the cave, he secretly raised his vigilance.

Even though this was his first mission, he still remembered deeply the performance of the bad team along the way, which was quite consistent with the stereotype of "low-level adventurers".

You must always be on guard against others, even if it is a teammate who has just been through a life-and-death battle with you.

But Xia Nan would not take the initiative to attack. After all, the other party had not shown any hostility until just now, and had even seriously invited him to join the team.

Fortunately, he realized the importance of caution in time, which helped him avoid this sudden crisis.

Compared with the energy they had previously consumed, the battle process between the two was actually very simple.

Maji, who was seriously injured, only had one chance to shoot an arrow, and he even had to wait until the two of them reached the edge of the Misty Forest, when he could return to the town smoothly in his current physical condition.
Xia Nan, who had almost maintained most of his fighting strength, only needed one sword to defeat the opponent.

The sky is slightly brighter.

Without caring about the other party's bodies, Xia Nan quickly packed up the supply luggage in the camp based on the techniques of cleaning the battlefield that he had learned from several people along the way.

Maji didn't have much useful equipment on him, and his only weapon, a wooden bow, was cut off by himself during the battle, so it was unlikely that he could sell it for a high price.

Therefore, Xia Nan just took the opponent's quiver, put out the fire, and left in a hurry.

A gentle breeze blew, and the rustling sound of swaying branches was heard in the woods.

Maggie closed his eyes and leaned against the tree, holding the broken wooden bow made of white oak in his arms.

At this moment, he seemed to have returned to that sunny afternoon with dappled shades of trees many years ago.

(End of this chapter)