Goblin Heavy Dependence

Chapter 14 Cooling down
"call……"

The early morning was cold, and the mist in the air was gently exhaled like white smoke with every breath.

A mace, a two-handed axe, and two daggers on his waist.

Xia Nan was carrying a heavy bag on his back and felt vaguely tired.

But when he thought about the price they might be sold for after returning to the city, he secretly encouraged himself.

This time, he earned much more than he did from farming at home.

The morning light shines through the gaps between the treetops, casting spots of light on the green meadow.

Walking like a machine, Xia Nan's thoughts couldn't help but diverge.

As for Maggie who had already died, he just felt that he would not go to such lengths.

Even though he has absorbed eighteen years of memories from his previous incarnation, the one controlling this body is a true alien soul from modern civilized society.

It's not about being hypocritical here. Xia Nan feels that the other party doesn't need to act as if he was generous like he did that day. He just needs to make clear and generous requests, and then discuss them slowly if there are any problems.

After all, it took two people to kill the bear goblin together. Maggie's two arrows respectively triggered the CD of the "Deflection Field" of the [Dead Line] ring, and pierced the enemy's eyes and paralyzed it.

Only now did he have the opportunity to kill using his upgraded and strengthened body.

The other party deserves credit.

In this case, as long as Majiming said so, even if it was just for the enchanted ring, as long as it made up for what he deserved, Xia Nan would be completely willing to accept it.

In his opinion, he could gain such a lot on his first adventure. If he followed an experienced adventurer like Maggie on a mission in the future, the benefits would not be too bad.

Now after reviewing the whole process, Xia Nan felt that he had made two mistakes:

First, their own ideas and concepts have not yet changed.

Even though he has traveled to another world, he still subconsciously treats the people and things around him with the thoughts and values of his previous life.

Maybe it should be more down-to-earth?
The second point is to think about the problem "taken for granted" without having a clear understanding of things related to adventure.

It was enough to make an experienced hunter like Maji take the risk and keep it all for himself.

It seems that in this world, or among low-level adventurers like them, magic items are far more precious than they imagined.

Time passed and the mist dissipated.

The temperature in the air gradually rose, and the dense jungle in sight became increasingly sparse, and from time to time a few man-made paths could be seen.

Smoke rose from the kitchen, and several medieval-style brick houses appeared in Xia Nan's sight.

A clear stream meandered by, and several women dressed as peasants were squatting beside it washing clothes, laughing from time to time.

Two young children were playing on the roadside. One of them was holding a simple wooden sword with a stern face and a righteous look; the other was baring his teeth and claws, as if he was playing some kind of monster.

Xia Nan, who had stayed in the misty forest for a long time and was away from human habitation for a long time, felt his tense mind relax when he saw the scene full of the flavor of life.

The town has the only Adventurer's Guild in the vicinity, and the people living nearby are obviously no strangers to adventurers.

Looking at Xia Nan walking alone on the country road with lots of bags, the two children seemed a little curious, but perhaps because their parents had warned them against it, they did not approach him and just stared at him from a distance with their eyes wide open.

Xia Nan had just escaped from the high-pressure environment in the misty forest that was full of dangers, and he relaxed for a moment.

Seeing that the child was thin and looked malnourished as if he had not eaten enough for a long time, he took out a piece of dried meat from his arms, broke it in two, and waved to the two men.

When the two children saw the dried meat in Xia Nan's hand, their eyes suddenly lit up and they immediately trotted over.

Looking at the two people who were eating voraciously, Xia Nan gently touched one of them on the head and asked casually:
"What are your names?"

"Moses." "Faye..."

Xia Nan nodded and was about to speak when he heard a hurried and worried voice coming from behind him.

"Sir, sir, I'm sorry!" Turning around, what came into view was a blonde woman in an apron.

She was probably less than 30 years old, with a plump figure, freckles on both sides of her cheeks, two braids hanging on her shoulders, and a simple appearance.

She should be the mother of the two children. As soon as the blonde woman appeared, they all ran over.

"Didn't I tell you not to talk too much with this kind of... gentleman?"

"But mom, jerky!"

"Don't even mention jerky, you can't even mention cake! Be obedient!"

A deliberately suppressed voice came from the air, and Xia Nan's original excitement for walking out of the misty forest gradually cooled down.

Noticing that he was looking at her, the woman quickly pulled her two children behind her, and regardless of her sweaty face from running all the way, she kept bowing and apologizing:
"I'm sorry, sir. I'm really sorry."

He glanced at the two little boys who were hiding behind their mother without saying a word, as if they had made some terrible mistake.

Looking at the woman in front of him with a nervous face and trying to force a stiff smile, Xia Nan suddenly lost interest in talking.

He waved his hand and turned away.

At the same time, not far from Xia Nan, in a house with closed doors and windows.

"What do you mean, brother? Do you want to do it?"

A burly man with a somewhat dull face squatted under the window sill in a rather awkward posture and asked in a sly tone.

"No hurry, just observe and see."

The one who answered was a fierce-looking man with a flat head.

"What are you waiting for? I see, he's the only one there!" The wooden man seemed a little anxious. "He has a hammer and an axe, so he must have a lot of valuables on him! If we don't do it now, someone will steal him!"

As he spoke, he had already picked up the pitchfork that was placed on the ground beside him, as if he was about to push the door open and walk out in the next second.

The response he received was a slap on the back of the head.

"You also know that they are covered with weapons, right?"

The flat-headed man scolded in a low voice.

"Just this person came out of the misty forest without any injuries."

"Do you really think you're a fat sheep? All good things happen to you!"

As he spoke, the flat-headed man felt more and more that he was right.

He could not help but lean against the wall and proudly said to his younger brother through the window:
"Look, the adventurers we usually meet are always in groups of three or five."

"Even if there were any who were alone, they were all wounded and had escaped from the forest with narrow escapes."

"How many people have you seen walking in the middle of the road like him, carrying so many things on his back without worrying about being noticed by others?"

"I've certainly never seen it." Upon hearing that, the wooden man couldn't help but scratch his head.

"So, brother, what should we do next?"

The flat-headed man looked out the window again with some fear, then looked away.

"This kid looks young, but he might have something on him. He's not easy to deal with."

"Forget it this time. Let's wait for two more days to see if there are any suitable targets."

"We're all leaving anyway, so let's just do a job, rob and run. So many adventurers die every year, who knows what will happen if we just dump the bodies in the woods?"

"Brother, I will listen to you!"

(End of this chapter)