Becoming a god starts with enhancing fire arrows.

"Am I going too?!"

The hotel, Rhodes' room.

Avira was somewhat surprised after hearing Rhodes's account.

"And not joining your team to operate covertly?"

"Yes." Rhodes nodded. "Although with Vanessa leading the team, there shouldn't be any major problems, but just in case."

"Having someone secretly helping you makes many things much easier."

This is Rhodes' habit; even in seemingly foolproof actions, he always keeps a backup plan in case of unforeseen circumstances.

"What about me?" Paril obediently raised her hand.

"You should just stay at the hotel and study," Rhodes instructed.

"Why should I?!"

"You're just a useless priest now," Avira said.

"You're useless! You rude elf."

"Stop arguing," Rhodes stopped the two from bickering.

He stared into Paril's eyes, his tone somewhat serious:

"Paril, the essence of this operation is that a few humans are going to infiltrate the goblin camp to deal with a mid-level leader. The difference in numbers between the two sides is too great, and the lowest level in the team is elite. I don't want you to go and take the risk."

Paris hung her head, looking sullen.

Rhodes continued, his voice softening slightly: "Avira is experienced in combat and can provide covert support, making her suitable for this operation, but neither of us will have the extra energy to protect you, understand?"

"Oh, I understand." Parish pouted as she listened for a while, but finally nodded obediently.

"Then I will study hard."

She agreed softly and silently picked up a book about pastors.

Slowly turn to the page with the leaf bookmark, gently place the bookmark aside, and begin reading in silence.

Paril encouraged herself:

As long as you study hard, you can learn more spells, and the more spells you know, the higher your adventurer rating will be.

A higher rating will help Rhodes.

She stared intently at the open book, her gaze terrifyingly determined.

......

The moon rises above the treetops.

The door creaked open.

Rhodes entered, followed by Ivyra carrying two steaming venison pies.

Paril's face was now in direct contact with the book, and she was snoring softly, drool dripping from the corner of her mouth and wetting the pages.

Rhodes gently shook the girl's soft shoulders: "Paril, wake up, it's time for dinner."

Paril seemed genuinely sleepy, only lifting her head groggily when she heard it was time to eat, drool forming a thin line between the pages of her book.

Avira handed over the venison pie wrapped in oil paper, and Paril's dazed eyes instantly lit up.

If there were a ranking of Paril's favorite foods, venison pie would definitely be in the top three.

"This was bought especially for you by Avira. Eat it while it's hot."

"What do you mean, 'bought it specially'?!" Avira immediately became anxious upon hearing this: "Didn't you keep saying you wanted to bring Paril dinner back? So I just bought some food for myself as a midnight snack and gave her a portion too."

As she spoke, she shoved the pie into Paril's hands with a disgruntled expression.

Paril took the pie and excitedly ran to the table to start eating.

Just then, there was a gentle knock on the door, and a respectful voice sounded from the entrance:

Is Lord Rhodes here?

Rhodes opened the door, where a servant carrying a briefcase stood.

The servant, his face beaming with smiles, said, "Lord Rhodes, Mayor Sam asked me to pass on a message to you."

Two nights later, Lady Vanessa led the group to gather at the south gate of the town.

"Okay, I understand."

"In addition," the attendant handed over the suitcase with both hands, "this is something the mayor brought for you."

So fast.

Has the Bone Staff already been sold?

Rhodes opened the briefcase and glanced inside.

He was somewhat surprised. After their conversation that morning, Sam had specifically sent someone to follow him to retrieve the staff, but he never expected it to have turned into money now.

It's only been half a day.

"Thanks for your hard work."

"It's no trouble at all, it's my honor." The attendant bowed and took his leave.

Rhodes opened the briefcase and first took out a money pouch and weighed it in his hand.

The purse was quite heavy, with a layer of silver coins topped with a few glittering gold coins.

Rhodes spread out the gold coins, which totaled about five gold coins and sixty or seventy silver coins.

He looked at Avira: "Is this price right?"

Avira rested one hand on her chest and the other on her chin, thought for a moment, and said, "Judging from its functions, the Bone Staff is close to epic quality, so the price is not a problem."

"My greatsword was a rare weapon; it cost me three gold coins back then."

Although the greatsword looks powerful and cool, its material is not top-notch, and it only has lightning damage and a small-area built-in skill.

In comparison, Sam's selling price was reasonable.

Rhodes put the money bag aside and picked up a pair of leather boots.

【Name: Friend of the Mage】

Type: Boots

[Quality: Rare]

[Description: When the wearer casts the spell, they briefly gain a significant increase in movement speed.]

[For use by mages only]

Rhodes' eyes lit up, and he picked up another ring.

【Name: Fire Spirit Ring】

【Type: Jewelry】

[Quality: Epic]

[Description: Greatly increases the wearer's fire damage]

Is that all?

The last thing left in the suitcase was an envelope, which should contain specific information about the goblin camp.

Rhodes felt a little regretful and began to ponder:

The Wizard's Friend boots were probably given to me by Sam to increase my means of survival.

Most mages would just take it and go for A.

But I am a sword chanter.

The Sword Song skill already provides a speed boost, and with these boots, you could practically be an assassin.

There's also the Fire Spirit Ring.

This is a concise and insightful description.

[Significantly increases the wearer's fire damage]

It has no fancy other effects, nor any messy restrictions; it's just a simple and straightforward damage increase.

Rhodes estimated that even a child wearing this ring could easily kill a goblin by simply waving a torch a few times.

The equipment is indeed good, it's just a pity there's not enough.

He put on the ring, changed into his boots, and opened the envelope to read it.

The intelligence briefed on the history of the goblin camp:

This goblin camp was established thirty years ago by a group of exiled goblins.

They were driven out by the orcs and fled to this jungle in the south.

Initially, it was just an ordinary outpost, but gradually the goblins discovered that there were many human villages around. In addition, with the introduction of the productivity theory at that time, a few wise goblins decided to enslave humans and regard them as laborers.

Use these human slaves to build camps, walls, weapons, and so on.

They grew stronger and stronger, but ten years ago they migrated.

This migration came without warning and took away most of the goblins.

There were only about three hundred goblins left in the camp, including the mid-level leader Zarido and a few elite goblins.

Avira sat down next to Rhodes at some point and started reading the goblin intelligence report as well.

"Sigh," Avira shook her head when she saw the part where the goblins captured humans to build camps, "You humans are too pitiful, being treated like tools and forced to work yourselves to death."

Rhodes nodded in deep agreement, then suddenly seemed to remember something and sighed.