The adventurer at the bottom is fantasizing again.

Chapter 110 Lorraine: Who is more like a wanderer than me? (4K)

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Eileen closed the journal.

"it is good."

Lorraine took the journal and tossed it to the short man who was wandering around. Because he was wearing a cloak, he was carrying a backpack this time.

He looked up and saw that there was another layer on top of the watchtower, which was probably the observation layer.

"Let's go up and check the surroundings first; maybe we can find some clues," he said.

"Um.

""

They continued up the stone steps and soon emerged from a large terrace.

The terrace was surrounded by a railing, with a solitary flagpole without any flags stuck in the side.

He stood on the edge of the terrace and surveyed the surroundings. There was a relatively dense woodland to the northwest, but nothing else particularly noteworthy.

"They must have headed towards the woods. Gnolls or werewolves tend to prefer places that are easy to hide in," Eileen said.

Lorraine nodded, pondered for a few seconds, and said, "Check the tower for any of its fallen fur. If not, we'll just go back; there's no need to take this risk."

"Hair?" Eileen looked at him in confusion.

"Yes, once I get close enough, I can tell what kind of animal it is by its fur. If it has fur, I can try tracking it for a while."

Lorraine explained to them.

"A talent spell? There are such strange spells?"

Eileen was already used to his spells popping up out of nowhere, but this one was just too bizarre.

"Yes, I've known this spell for a long time, but I've never had the chance to use it."

Lorraine nodded without batting an eye.

It's completely useless; he didn't even mention that hair sensing could detect the target's state and emotions.

Eileen thought for a few seconds, then shook her head and said, "No, their senses are very sharp, I'm afraid you'll be discovered beforehand."

"Don't worry, I'm confident."

Lorraine said confidently.

His stealth ability is now even stronger than his combat power, with the proficient level "Stealth Action" + the "Silent Action" attached to Midnight Touch + the trick of "Protection of the Cliff Cypress" that can cover his scent and "Invisibility Powder" that can cover his figure.

Good heavens... he's more like a wanderer than a wanderer now.

To reassure Eileen, he took out the packet of invisibility powder, waved it in front of her, and said, "Look, I have this."

Eileen raised an eyebrow, examined it carefully for a moment, and then opened her mouth in astonishment after recognizing what it was: "Invisibility powder!? How could you have such a... filthy thing?"

She stared at the tiny bit of powder that had been left, looking at him suspiciously, and crossed her arms, saying, "How come there's so little left? You weren't secretly using it all this time...?"

"What the hell? This is all I have. You know how poor I am, and besides..."

""

Looking at her, Lorraine knew exactly what was going on in her little head. He gave Eileen a disdainful look and said, "Why would you think I'd waste something so good on you? Don't flatter yourself!"

"you!"

Eileen was enraged by his words and raised her staff to smash it over his head, but then hesitated.

She hesitated for a few seconds, then sighed and said, "Okay... let's give it a try."

Having finalized their plan, the three quickly began searching the watchtower for any possible hair.

after awhile.

"Pipe has been found! Come quick!"

The short man crawled on all fours, pressing himself against the ground to carefully examine the jumbled objects. Finally, he found a tuft of brown hair on a broken wooden plank on the second floor.

"Are werewolves this color?"

Lorraine asked in confusion, then picked up the tuft of brown fur and used her hair perception to confirm that it was not nearby.

Eileen said expressionlessly, "No."

"So you forgot about fur color just now?" Lorraine raised an eyebrow.

Eileen said expressionlessly, "Hmm."

"So, it seems the attackers were gnolls?" he confirmed.

Eileen said expressionlessly, "Most likely."

Lorraine dared not press further. At least there was some good news. However, to avoid the possibility that it was a werewolf who followed the latest trends, he cautiously said, "Don't let your guard down. Just do as we agreed before. I'll follow ahead, and you can follow behind."

The three then began searching for the attacker's whereabouts.

Eileen quickly redeemed herself by discovering a series of footprints that were clearly not left by humans not far from the side of the watchtower, as well as drag marks that led towards the woodland.

"It seems there's more than one."

Lorraine carefully counted the footprints; there were about five or six, but because they were rather messy, he couldn't be sure.

Eileen pointed to one of the larger footprints with her staff and said, "There must have been a leader leading it."

After all, jackals are social animals.

Lorraine nodded knowingly and said, "Teacher Eileen, if they really are gnolls, what should we be careful about when dealing with them?"

Eileen glared at him and sighed, "If you find that there are more than ten of them, then we should retreat immediately. They are very dangerous when there are many of them."

She paused for a few seconds, then added, "Also, Piper needs to be careful. They prefer to attack heavily wounded and smaller targets, and might target you first."

"Such a good thing?" The short man's eyes widened in excitement.

"Tsk..."

Eileen pursed her lips helplessly and said, "If we decide to launch an attack, we'll prioritize targeting their leader. Once the leader is dead, they'll scatter and flee immediately."

"It's so good to have you."

Lorraine looked at her and sighed.

"Oh.

"Then let's take action."

The effect of the light spell had already worn off, so Lorraine wasn't worried about revealing her identity.

He first used the magic trick "Protection of the Cliff Cypress".

The fresh scent of pine forest after the rain completely enveloped him, though it seemed a bit out of place at this time of year.

However, the level of alertness evoked by strange plant scents is completely different from that evoked by a person's own scent.

After making preparations, Lorraine quietly searched along the direction of the footprints and drag marks, occasionally using her senses to confirm whether she had reached their vicinity.

After he renewed "The Protection of the Cliff Cypress" twice, he finally succeeded in using the hair perception. He detected the location of the hair's owner and its specific information.

[Goblin-like fur, male, approximately 10 to 15 years old, currently in a state of heightened arousal, infested with fleas]

"They really are gnolls..." Lorraine thought to herself.

At the same time, an outline was marked by a spell, not far to his left front.

Just in case, he released "Protection of the Cliff Cypress" again, and then took out the invisibility powder without hesitation, sprinkling it on his head with a pained expression.

No matter how good something is, you can only use it if you're alive.

Gray powder fell gently onto Lorraine, and his body quickly disappeared from his sight.

This feeling was very novel; he could feel his hands waving in front of him, but he couldn't see anything at all.

Time was limited, so he didn't linger. He made a mark on the tree trunk with his iron sword and then quietly walked towards the jackal.

After walking a few steps, the pine forest came to an end.

Before us lay a shallow, rocky valley eroded by nature, surrounded on three sides by low rock walls.

At the entrance, several collapsed boulders were piled up, forming a semi-enclosed natural campsite.

Outside the camp, several hyenas lay on the ground. One of them suddenly raised its head and twitched its nose a few times in mid-air, as if it had smelled Lorraine's scent.

But with their pitiful intelligence, they obviously wouldn't associate the sudden appearance of plant scents with someone lurking around them.

It reluctantly lay back down.

Lorraine waited warily in place for a while, making sure they couldn't find him, but still carefully circled around and crept to the boulder at the camp entrance from the side.

He hid behind the boulder and peered inside.

There were several tents in the camp, made of rough wood and animal hides, arranged in a circle, with a tall campfire in the middle.

Six gnolls were gathering around the camp.

Some were tearing at something with their heads down, their sharp teeth clashing with bones, making a teeth-grinding "clucking" sound.

Others simply squatted on the ground, picking at the huge lice on their bodies with their paws, then casually tossing them into their mouths and crunching them.

They mostly wore some loose animal hide armor, and their weapons were rough wooden sticks, or spears and bows and arrows that had just been captured.

At the feet of these gnolls, there were seven or eight hyenas huddled together.

They were busy scrambling for the remaining flesh and blood on the bones, occasionally letting out a few chilling growls and savage laughs.

Lorraine also found a human skull on the ground, and there was no sign of the sentries in the camp, so they were probably dead.

He cautiously approached and discovered that in a tent near the rock wall, there was a creature a full size larger than an ordinary gnoll.

Its fur is a darker brown, quite different from the light brown of the gnolls outside, and it is covered with many runes.

Over that dark brown fur coat, he wore a slightly worn chainmail.

It seems this is the gnoll leader.

While the invisibility powder still had some time left, he carefully observed the gnoll leader's condition.

A long-handled knife lay at its feet, seemingly in much better condition than its chainmail, gleaming sharply in the sunlight.

In the corner of the tent, he also saw a longbow with half of its bow sticking out, indicating that these guys' ranged attacks were definitely not insignificant.

After confirming the general situation of the gnoll leader, Lorraine used the last bit of time left by the invisibility powder to imprint the exact location of the gnolls in the camp into his mind, and then quietly retreated back into the pine forest.

He followed the previous markers back to the agreed meeting point and found Eileen and Piper already waiting there.

The invisibility powder's effectiveness dissipates at this point.

Eileen was leaning against a thick tree trunk. Seeing him return safely, she breathed a sigh of relief and asked in a low voice, "How was it? Was it a gnoll?"

"Yes, six ordinary gnolls, a leader, and some hyenas surrounding them. I didn't see the sentries. There were human skulls on the ground; they must all be dead."

Lorraine squatted down in front of them, picked up a twig, and quickly started drawing on the muddy ground.

"The camp was surrounded by three rock walls with only one exit. Ordinary gnolls and hyenas were stationed on the outer side, armed with a variety of weapons: wooden clubs, spears, bows and arrows..."

He poked the spot representing the leader with a twig and continued, "The leader is in the innermost tent, closest to the rock wall. He's wearing chainmail, and his weapons are a long-handled sword and a longbow."

"Bow and arrow? That's a bit troublesome." Eileen frowned.

"Yes, so it's best not to give them a chance to draw their bows. Although arrows are unlikely to pose a fatal threat to us, they can at least prevent you from casting spells with peace of mind." Lorraine nodded.

The short man suddenly spoke up confidently: "Pip can climb that rock wall, jump down, and smash that leader to death with a single hammer blow."

"I think... we should give it a fair chance to fight you, otherwise it won't be able to demonstrate your strength. What do you think?"

""

Lorraine twitched the corner of her mouth, afraid that this guy might actually do something stupid in a moment of impulse.

Putting aside the question of whether he might fall to his death, only Piper could come up with such a brilliant idea as to deliberately jump into the enemy's encirclement.

"Pap thinks so too."

The short man nodded in sudden realization.

"Given the current situation... the camp only has one exit, and the leader is still at the very back, so the previous decapitation plan is no longer feasible."

Eileen quickly grasped the key point, saying, "Its location is too far inside. To get close to it, you'd have to cross the entire camp. Even with invisibility powder, it's unrealistic."

"I do have an idea."

Lorraine nodded, noticing that she was looking at him expectantly, as if she already knew he would have a solution.

He chuckled and pointed with a branch at the entrance: "It's actually quite simple. You and Piper go straight in from the front, clear out those hyenas, then have Piper block the entrance. You throw a few fire arrows at those tents, and they'll have to figure out how to get out on their own."

"And what about you?" Eileen nodded.

"Once you start fighting, I'll use invisibility powder to hide near the exit. The gnoll leader should rush out soon, and I can take the opportunity to ambush him."

Lorraine clapped her hands and stood up again.

"But those gnolls are not easy to deal with either. Can you handle them?" he asked.

On his way here, he casually inquired about the bounty on Erin the Gnoll.

Surprisingly, these guys, who look unremarkable, each have a bounty of ten gold coins, which is almost the same as the bounty of a goblin, and there's a whole group of them.

Eileen waved her staff and looked at him seriously: "We'll deal with those gnolls. I won't let them interfere with your plans, but be careful."

The short man said dejectedly, "What happened to the promised fair competition..."

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Neither of them objected.

They acted quickly.

Lorraine crouched a short distance to the right of the two men, watching them sneakily approach the camp.

The guard dogs patrolling the entrance quickly smelled their scent and scrambled to their feet, but before they could even bark, they were caught off guard.

"Agnir Ignis!"

A flaming arrow flew directly over their heads, into the entrance behind them, and struck a tent on the right side.

"boom!

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The tent, constructed from dry animal hides and rough timbers without any fireproofing, instantly burst into flames. A burning piece of the tent collapsed from its frame, landing squarely on a gnoll who was dozing off after a large meal.

"You idiot! What the hell?!"

It ran out howling and ran around the camp like a madman, its fur on its back even on fire.

The camp was thrown into chaos. The hyenas barked in fear, and the remaining five jackals ran out of their tents with weapons in hand.

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