I am the Enchantress!

Chapter 142 Super News

After listening to Wilder's three reasons, everyone nodded silently.

There was a three-second silence.

"Okay, I admit it."

Wilder sighed. "My comedic talent has definitely declined."

After all, it's impossible for Red Dragon to see the bounty poster for collecting these plants at the association.

Otherwise, the battlefield wouldn't be in the forest, but in the association's hall.

A dragon has appeared in Ironweave Town?

Just thinking about it is exciting.

Hahahaha.

Gru and Cyrion laughed.

This is obviously much funnier than the joke from before.

Only Maeve, blushing, asked softly, "Wilde, what kind of joke is that elephant trunk you mentioned?"

"That one."

Wilder thought about it and felt that the joke needed some build-up, and that expressing it directly would be boring.

So he said mysteriously, "I'll give you a private performance when I have time."

"what?"

alone!

Maeve's face turned even redder, and she turned her head away, unable to look at Wilder's face.

Wilder: "?"

The team's discussion about the battle that just happened has come to an end. They should receive some news when they return to the association in a while.

They all crouched down and searched with Gru for the plants scattered on the ground.

After all, one gold coin per plant is a very good income.

In the end, they found a total of five red amanita mushrooms, seven viper roots, and eight dragon root grasses.

The total value is twenty gold coins.

"We've hit the jackpot!"

Gru grinned contentedly, "I was originally supporting the investigation team, but now I think the Red Dragon is alright too; it has a kind heart!"

Besides these, Wilder also found two fallen dragon scales.

"It was probably hit and fell during the battle."

Cyrion analyzed, "Logically, more should have fallen, and the rest were probably picked up by the investigation team."

Wilder nodded.

Judging from this, they probably didn't pursue the red dragon anymore, otherwise they wouldn't have had time to pick up the dragon scales scattered on the ground.

For some reason, he felt a slight sense of relief.

As the crimson hue that had enveloped the sky due to the dragon's breath gradually faded, the glow of the sunset lingered on that red hue.

Before I knew it, it was already evening.

The team prepared to return to Ironweave Town.

Before leaving, Wilder piled up the remaining kobold corpses and burned them all with the [Greasy] spell.

This stuff tastes better when it's coated with oil, just like barbecue.

Bruce frolicked happily around the small mountain of roasted meat, wagging his tail with increasing skill.

Once the kobolds were roasted to a crisp on the outside and tender on the inside, Wilder extinguished the fire and piled the fragrant roasted kobolds onto Bruce's back to take back as his daily rations.

With everything packed up, the team set off back to the city.

They encountered no further accidents along the way and traveled at an extremely fast pace.

At 10 p.m., they returned to Tiewen Town.

It's worth mentioning that the guard guarding the gate this time was the same one who witnessed Wilder bringing back a wolf last time.

I'm sleepy on the morning shift, and I'm still sleepy on the night shift.

When he saw Bruce again, he was no longer astonished as he had been the first time, but it did not dispel much of his sleepiness.

But he took another look.

In the dim light of the night, the torchlight illuminated the dark, charred mass on Bruce's back, making it impossible to discern what it was.

Get a little closer.

The outlines of dog-headed faces, contorted with grotesque expressions and contorted with pain, came into view.

"ah!!!"

The guard shouted and stumbled back several steps.

"W-What is this?!"

"Oh, this is Bruce's food," Wilder explained.

Seeing that the guard didn't understand, he kindly added, "Bruce is the wolf's name."

"oh oh."

The guard didn't seem interested in the name, and his sleepiness vanished.

Upon entering Ironweave Town, the party headed straight for the Adventurers' Guild.

At this time of day, most adventurers would be crowded in the town's various bars, and the guild would be nearly empty, the coldest place around.

When Qing was in power.

However, today the hall was packed with people.

Some of them crowded in front of the counter, neither registering nor submitting tasks, but just constantly asking the tellers questions.

There were quite a few people under the task announcement board, but they didn't even glance at the task list. Instead, they were discussing something intensely in small groups.

The corner of the hall was also crowded with a large number of adventurers, some talking loudly, others listening attentively, creating quite a lively scene.

Some people even brought their own beer and roast meat from the pub to this place, where they would sit on the benches and chat while drinking.

The team pushed open the door and came in.

It must be said that Bruce himself and the stack of kobold corpses he carried on his back were quite shocking.

But the adventurers in the hall only glanced at it quickly before returning to their own discussions, completely ignoring this once-great spectacle.

Because there's even more explosive news in the association.

Compared to this news, what does a wolf carrying several kobolds matter?

That news was about a major battle between the association's headquarters investigation team and the Red Dragon!

That's amazing.

Not only did a real dragon actually appear in the border forest, but it also did.

Moreover, the investigation team even fought against this real dragon!

That's a dragon!

A professional is actually capable of fighting Long Yi!

Let alone Ironweave Town, even in Danube City, this would be a once-in-a-century super news!

Amidst the lively discussions of the adventurers around him, Gru hung his head in frustration.

"It seems everyone already knows about the dragon's breath appearing in the forest, so it's hardly valuable information anymore."

He gestured with his chin, "I was originally planning to take advantage of the time difference and earn ten gold coins from this intelligence!"

"Cyrion! Wilder!"

Martha's voice came from afar.

She was walking out from behind the counter, standing in the corner and waving at them, "Come this way!"

The team members walked over quickly.

"Didn't you leave work at eight o'clock?" Cyrion asked.

"I've been waiting for you!"

Martha exclaimed excitedly, "Something terrible has happened! Do you know?"

"Um----"

Cyrion and the others smiled and remained silent for a moment.

"you----"

Martha froze for a moment, then suddenly realized what was happening and exclaimed incredulously, "Oh my god! You didn't run into each other again, did you?!"

"yes----"

Cyrion replied with a smile, "We even saw the red dragon before the investigation team did."

"So you guys—joined the battle too?!"

As Martha asked the question, she glanced at Cyril and the others, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that none of them were injured.

"No, we hid before the battle started," Cyrion said.

"Martha".

Wilder suddenly interrupted, "I have a question for you."

The entire team looked at him, waiting for him to ask the question that was also on their minds.

Which side actually won?

Investigation team?

Or is it the Red Dragon?

Under their gaze, Wilder spoke up: "Did you see Talia today?"