I am the Enchantress!

Chapter 117 Companions in the Night

To become a qualified adventurer, you not only need the ability to hunt monsters, but also the ability to orient yourself.

This is also why the association awards adventurer badges based on the number of missions completed.

It is said that even someone who is completely powerless can be qualified to join a gold-level adventure team as long as they know the way through the heart of the forest like the back of their hand.

In a world without Google Maps, living maps are extremely valuable.

Wilder can't do it.

Even without Cyril's guidance, he might have gotten lost on the outskirts of the forest, where the terrain wasn't particularly complex.

The furthest place I'd ever taken Talia by myself before was only Area A.

Moreover, it was still early morning, so he wouldn't have easily ventured into the border forest.

However, he now has a map in his hand.

That was a map taken from the Danube City quartet, marking the locations of the kobolds and dragon scales in areas A·6, B·6 to A·10, B·10.

Moreover, this map is much more detailed than the atlas published by the association, and the distinction between terrain and landforms is quite clear.

Even a novice adventurer like Wilder can easily find his way by following the map.

This map was the source of his confidence to venture into the border forest at 2 a.m.

To secure his position, he chose A·8 as his target location, not far from Tiewen Town.

Moreover, it only says "Kobolds" there, not "Dragon Scales".

Wilder had a gut feeling.

Approaching the kobold lair marked with dragon scales is dangerous.

Whether it was the four-person group from Danube City with unknown origins or the ten-person investigation team sent by the association headquarters.

They all coincidentally appeared in the kobold crypt containing the scales.

Why look for dragon scales?

What's the use of this thing?

Wilder didn't know.

Of all those who craved dragon scales, the only person he could ask was Talia.

But that girl, who usually seems a bit silly, is surprisingly good at playing dumb when it comes to this.

Pretending to be stupid means not being stupid at all.

However, Wilder has never been very curious about things that don't concern him.

Besides, the dragon scales, apart from being worth a few gold coins, don't provide him with any experience points, so he's not particularly interested in them.

Killing kobolds is enough!

Stepping out of the gates of Ironweave Town, the surroundings became even quieter, with only the occasional bird calls and the continuous chirping of cicadas heard in the dense forest.

Wilder climbed up a small hill and subconsciously turned his head to look back.

Ironweave Town stands quietly not far away.

If it weren't for the few taverns still lit up, the town would almost blend into the darkness.

A classic line naturally came to Wilder's mind: "Home is behind, the world ahead."

(Our home is behind us, the world is before us.)

"Well----"

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Wilder gave a wry smile.

Why are you acting like you've been gone for ages? It was just killing a few kobolds.

They're even easier to deal with than stray dogs in the countryside!

He regained his composure, turned and disappeared into the dense forest, continuing his journey.

According to the markings on the map, he would have to walk for about two more hours to reach the nearest kobold lair.

If you don't worry about encountering monsters, walking through the dense forest at this time of year is actually quite a pleasant experience.

Without the daytime heat, the air was crisp and refreshing, filled with the faint scent of grass and flowers.

Wilder lived in a metropolis full of reinforced concrete in his previous life, and such a scene only appeared on computer desktops and in Red and Blue game consoles.

He really liked that game, it was called Selby.

"Da da da".

Wilder was taken aback.

Is someone cooperating?

Is he still stuttering?

"Da da da da".

Upon closer listening, his expression turned serious.

wrong.

That's footsteps.

And it's not human.

He drew his hazelwood staff and stood still, avoiding making any noise that would reveal his location.

"Da da da da!"

The footsteps grew clearer, accompanied by the rustling sound of leaves being stirred as they approached.

coming.

The first thing to appear was a pair of eyes exposed to the darkness.

It was a murky, dark green, large and bright.

The location is extremely low.

Gru?

No, shorter than a dwarf.

Then there's only one option:

Just then, the bushes in front of me suddenly swayed twice.

A gray-brown wolf slowly peeked out from the bushes, then revealed its entire body.

really.

It is a four-legged animal.

Although this thing isn't exactly a monster, it's no less threatening than a single kobold.

Especially this one in front of us, which is quite large, almost as big as a fully grown horse.

horse?

Wilder suddenly had a bold idea.

He raised his staff and began to sketch out the structure of a spell in his mind.

In contrast, the opposing wolves didn't seem to have much of an idea.

There's only one reason why someone would still be wandering through the dense forest at this hour: they're hungry.

Its limbs were pressed low to the ground, its front paws dug fiercely into the soil, and its whole body was taut and straight.

"Aww!"

With a howl, it charged at Wilder, its long, protruding mouth splitting open to reveal a row of sharp teeth.

However, it's still too slow.

As a beast, it shouldn't be charging up its power alongside a mage.

two seconds.

The crystal at the tip of Wilde's hazelwood staff had already lit up, its purple light appearing eerie and mysterious in the darkness.

Before the wolf could even get close, it was struck by a beam of purple light.

"Aww————"

With a low whistle, it stopped its sprint and froze in place.

A powerful surge of magic flowed into its brain, instantly seizing its fragile consciousness and taking control of everything it possessed.

The next second, it retracted its fangs.

A glimmer of trust and friendship shone in its fierce, bulging pupils.

It stood obediently in place, quiet and kind, occasionally wagging its short tail.

[Quickly make friends]

The spell has been cast.

Wilder took a few steps forward, tentatively reached out, and rubbed its huge head.

I must say, it's actually quite comfortable to be furry.

"Aww~"

(Oh dear~)

Wilder:

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What the hell is that sound?

【linguist】

It's easy to use, but sometimes the translations it produces can really give you goosebumps.

At that moment, an unusually wild culture surged into Wilder's mind—the language of the wolf tribe, which he had fully unlocked.

The wolf howled.

"Aww~"

Wilder let out a simple howl, but it contained a complex message.

"Aww~"

The wolf responded with a sound, then slowly lowered its forelegs to the ground, raising its sturdy back and turning slightly towards Wilder.

Mount up —

wrong.

Go for it!

Wilder climbed on without hesitation and rode on its back.

"Aww~"

He described the approximate location to the wolf and patted its head.

"Aww~"

The wolf howled again, lifted its forelimbs off the ground, and straightened its body.

next moment.

All four limbs kicked out!

Carrying Wilde, it sped into the dark forest, heading towards the kobold burrow.

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