Mercenaries and Adventurers

Kil gestured with the red and green, extremely light mysterious arrow in his hand. It was different from the special arrows he had heard Maomao describe before and the two hunters he had seen with his own eyes. This arrow could not be easily seen through its appearance. What will happen if the thing is shot out and hits the target?

The slender and light plant arrow shaft seemed to have tiny sharp single-direction thorns. Kiel couldn't feel anything while wearing hard leather gloves, but when his fingers crossed the arrow shaft, the movement from the arrow to the nock was very smooth, but I stroked it from the nock to the arrowhead, but I couldn't move my finger even a little bit.

Those slender and strong spines completely blocked the movement of the fingers.

Based on this, Kiel can speculate that the subtle barbs on the arrow shafts were a means of preventing the arrows from being removed after they hit the target.

Either dig out a large piece of flesh along with the arrow, or let the entire arrow penetrate the body.

Kil pointed the arrow towards himself and looked at the bud of the arrow carefully.

It was this thing that had bitten stubbornly on his precious elf metal shield just now. After pulling the two apart, Kil discovered that there was a thumb-sized dent on the surface of the elf metal shield, which was very unsightly.

But at this time, the arrow bud arrowhead he was looking at carefully did not have any damage at all, which was very strange.

"Is this thing so strong and hard? It obviously looks like a weapon made of plants, but it is stronger than elven metal?"

I tapped the bud on the arrow with my finger, and suddenly! The flower buds bloomed as soon as Keir touched it with his fingers and left. But what brought Keel was not a beautiful flower, but a complete fright! !

The flower leaves of this bud are not only very strong, but after blooming, the flower is filled with tiny needle-prick teeth, which are opening and closing ferociously at this time, trying to bite anything they come into contact with.

Kil finally managed not to throw the thing out of his hand, but in the end he discovered that the attack range of this strange thing was pitifully small, only as big as an arrow-sized flower bud.

Although it 'opens its mouth to bite', it does not move. Although the leaf feathers at the end of the arrow are swinging back and forth at this time, it is not shot with a bow and arrow, so it has no ability to move at all.

The attack power is out of the question.

"No, who is it going to bite with such a small, hard mouth? Well, maybe this colorful thing is poisonous?"

The more Kil looked at this thing, the more he felt that the arrow relied on the tiny teeth in the arrow bud to inject fatal poison into the target. Although he saw that the center of the bud was a thin hole that went straight to the arrow shaft instead of the stamen, he didn't think the arrow was really that strange.

It was not until later, after Kil used this thing himself, that he realized how bloody and cruel this mysterious arrow was.

After thinking about it, Kil picked up two elven silver plates from the edge of the camp, sat on the huge tilted stone sword, and repeatedly struck the two silver plates with a small blacksmith's hammer.

Precious metals are relatively soft and can be processed by physical means without high-temperature heating. In Keir's view, there was nothing special about this Elf silver plate. He could only sigh at the luxury and wealth of the ancient elves, and then he knocked and stretched the silver plate in front of him little by little, and finally made it into a piece with no beauty or size. A qualified arrow quiver, a silver plate that he punched into an elongated, concave, lidless box for placing arrows.

Another silver plate was shaped into the irregular lid of the box.

The two things can't even be covered together conveniently, but this doesn't bother Kiel at all!

After putting this weird mysterious arrow that had re-closed into a bud, Gere reluctantly closed the silver box, and finally used his strength to knock the lid of the box downwards with his right hand clenched into a fist!

state!

state!

state!

After punching it several times, the silver lid was firmly embedded in the silver box. For the gap between the two, Kiel used a small hammer to hit it a few times and sealed the thing safely.

"Hmph, I wonder if you can still eat the silver this time?" Kil looked disdainfully at the sneaky bright mushrooms with half of their umbrellas exposed around the camp.

Since the passage of time in the dream forest is different from the real world outside, Kil does not know how long he will have to stay here this time before the demonic flames raging outside will be extinguished.

He hoped it wouldn't be too long, otherwise he would have to eat the glowing moss on the tree trunks around the camp and the poisonous mushrooms that stole his wooden boxes and food.

The various foods originally stored in the camp were consumed by these mushrooms, and he did not stock the monster jerky that Knight Crow baked for him in the camp.

Sighing, Kil casually found a place to lie down in the camp. He decided to follow his previous experience and stay here for three days before seeing if he could get out safely.

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After three days in the dream forest, the loud sound of hammers hitting metal kept coming from the camp next to the pond, making this dark forest that seemed to have been silent for a long time seem lively and irritable.

The moist luminous moss on the trunks of some tall trees with no tops visible could not bear the noise interference at this time, and all of them weakened the fluorescence brightness they emitted.

The goblin mushroom boys could only gather on the other side of the pond, mumbling and playing together, not daring to get too close to the human.

At this time, Kil was sitting on the umbrella cover of a fat, short, fat-headed mushroom, concentrating on holding the head of a hammer in his hand, and constantly hitting the elf silver plate he held in his other hand.

He was bored and trying to use the elven silver that had been transported here to build a set of human furniture for use in the camp.

He doesn't think the chair is necessary. He has been sitting on this big fat mushroom under his butt for the past two days. This thing is quite suitable for use as a chair. Not only is the height appropriate, the umbrella cover is also slightly elastic when you sit on it.

Every time after sitting on it, this little thing would always run away. Next time he found something to sit on, he would have to struggle to catch it from the mushroom boys.

"You said it was a lot of trouble for you to make things difficult for them, but they kept running away and even beat me back."

While Kil was working, he was talking to the little goblin sitting above him.

He and the goblin were the only two intelligent beings here, so after staying here for a long time, Kil and the goblin got to play together again.

This little thing likes to sit on top of Kil's head, and then make some fairy comments that humans can't understand at the crooked 'works' that Kil creates.

Its mushroom minions seemed to understand. When the little goblin boss made comments, they all gathered around and shook their heads, listening in rapt attention.

I don’t know what these little guys with no brains heard.

Bang bang bang! Kiel continued to hammer. The wooden handle of the small hammer in his hand had been broken by him as early as the first day. After that, Kiel held the remaining hammer head directly with his hands and took it directly. Knocking on the silver plate.

The first thing he made were some boxes and jars. The ductility of this elven silver was very good. A whole piece of elven silver that looked thin and heavy could be stretched and transformed into large boxes and jars as if by magic.

The box is of course a container for him to store food and other items, while various silver jars can be used by him to hold water or his excrement.

Kil dare not throw the excrement he produced while living here directly into the surrounding dense forest, or into the memory water of the pond that can melt everything.

He still remembered that when he first came here, Ms. Apolifina washed her hair with the water of memory in the pond.

And everything around her, according to the lady, was just a dream of hers. Kiel wouldn't dare to poop and pee in other people's dreams and leave it everywhere.

Therefore, the physiological waste these days is put into these newly made silver jars and placed in a far corner of the camp.

Those mushroom boys really liked his excrement. They would always sneak over to Kil when he was sleeping, get into the excrement jar without a lid, and eat some of it with mycelial roots.

Even some older mushroom boys will bring some excrement stained on their bodies to feed the smaller mushroom boys who can't climb up the jar.

Is it edible?

Kil secretly pretended to sleep and found out about it the next day.

The goblin had no problem with this. It didn't care about these things at all, because Kil had never seen it eat or excrete. This little thing is like an elemental creature with unlimited energy, and it is active all day long.

Except that it would lie down and rest for a while when Kil fell asleep, otherwise Kil would have thought that this thing had been making such a fuss for countless years.

You must know that Kiel found it near the ancient elf ruins. That place has a certain relationship with the elf research ruins where Ms. Apolifina once worked and lived. Perhaps as early as tens of thousands of years ago, this little elf had already Active among the elves at that time.

Judging from its noisy temper, it is obvious that the elves are not as boring as described in the story.

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After putting down the thing in his hand, Kil patted his head and discussed with the little elf in a consultative tone: "How about it? Since you can come in and out of here freely, do you want to go out and see what's going on outside for me? Be careful. a little?"

The little elf was not stupid either. He flew to sit on his snail shell, and then flew in front of Keir. He used the expression and movements he learned from a human businessman to put on a look of "What good can you do for me?" and said cheerfully. Hee smiled mischievously.

Keir waved his hand and said: "You put forward the conditions first and see what I can agree to. Don't be embarrassed, you can put forward the conditions first. If you are not satisfied, we can discuss it later. Anyway, I think, Time here is the most important thing we have. And you, my friend, the passage of time seems to have nothing to do with you."

Keir estimated that he had been here for more than three days, and only a few minutes had passed outside.

In the past, he would enter here during a battle, eat, take a nap, and refresh himself, and the outside world would only take a breath or two. According to the possible time of the outside world at this time, the so-called demon flame, without enough souls to provide fuel, has probably, should, probably, been extinguished, right?

When the little elf heard what Kil said, he immediately paced back and forth on the snail shell excitedly. It was so excited that it started dancing while thinking of bad ideas in its mind.

Keel felt that its dance movements looked familiar. Wasn't that the dance he saw ordinary people dancing at the Kendall County Harvest Festival?

It seems that this little thing secretly learned these free and unrestrained civilian dances from the people at that time.

It sways its hands, and then kicks its legs to both sides in accordance with the dance rhythm of its arms, kicking left and kicking right, the movements are random, and there are many improvised and self-created contents in it.

Watching their boss dancing, a group of mushroom boys came around behind Kil at some point. These various poisonous mushrooms with arms and legs have simple and kind minds. Their arms made of mycelium are linked together, waving back and forth, and they dance along with them.

Anyway, there was plenty of time, so Kil sat on the umbrella cover of the unlucky fat-headed mushroom, patiently waiting for these guys to finish the whole dance.

As if he remembered some good conditions while dancing, the little fairy stopped dancing and slipped into his snail shell.

After a while, it fiddled around in its nest for a while and flew out.

The little goblin held an even smaller piece of luminous paper in his hand, flew majestically to Kiel's nose, and proudly handed the mini paper with even smaller text written in front of Kiel's eyes.

Keir raised his head back, and then tried to see clearly what was written on the glowing paper.

But the text was too small, and the paper was too small. There was nothing Kiel could do with the text, which was smaller than an ant's legs.

"I can't see clearly! I can't see clearly, so I can't just promise you anything."

Keir smiled and shook his head.

The little elf then clicked on the mini paper in his hand, and the glowing paper instantly grew in size.

In the end, it turned out to be half a meter in size, and Keir had to spread the enlarged paper on the umbrellas of the Mushroom Boys nearby to make it easier to read.

What a hell to read!

He didn't recognize the writing.

Even though there wasn't much text on it, and there were strangely simple pictures mixed in with the text to supplement the content, Keir still couldn't understand it.

In response, Keir could only spread his hands and show an ignorant and embarrassed smile.

The little goblin jumped angrily. It really had no choice but to fumble around in the pockets of its clothes, found something, and then threw the seemingly empty thing in its hand to the ground.

Kiel silently watched it tinkering here, and then after waiting for a while, a brown mushroom the size of Kiel's fist magically grew on the seemingly empty silver plate on the ground.

This thing looked ordinary, with the appearance of an edible mushroom, and it magically emitted an alluring mushroom aroma. Kil sniffed his nose and subconsciously reached out to pick it up from the ground.

This mushroom was obviously transformed by the magical power of the goblin, so the bottom of the stipe had no connection with the silver floor at all.

"This thing...is for me to eat?"

The little goblin nodded and chirped something, but Kil couldn't understand its goblin language.

Out of trust in this little guy, Kil tentatively opened his mouth and took a small bite of the delicious mushroom in his hand.

"You can do something useful," Kil complained as he ate.

But soon, he felt something was wrong. The mushrooms in his hands became more delicious and juicy as he ate them, but there was an inexplicable surge of knowledge in his mind.

"Uh, woo, weird, um, hey! What? It's a bit weird, oh, that's it, huh, snap, gurgle, mushroom, mushroom, mushroom?"

Kil's mouth and tongue were all in disbelief, and he made a strange noise. But when he lowered his head again, he miraculously understood the contents of the half-meter-long piece of paper in front of him.

[The Treaty of Friendship between Human Zhao Ji and Fairy ￥%￥ # ￥ (Undecipherable)]

[Human Zhao Jiying, every time he meets the goblin ￥ # ￥%￥ (cannot be interpreted, and the name is different), he will completely accept the joke made by the goblin ##￥#@ (different again) Play pranks and give friendly compliments. 】

[Afterwards, during this meeting, the fairy *%￥￥%￥ (always different) will agree to a small reasonable or unreasonable request made by human Zhao Ji. 】

[This requirement cannot be too harsh and cannot be completed for a long time, otherwise the goblin######(different again) has the right to escape and impose a small curse on human Zhao Ji. 】

[If you agree with the above content, the human Zhao Ji will officially become the first friendly friend of the fairy %￥%%% (why is it different every time?). 】

[Once this agreement is confirmed and signed, it will be implemented forever before it is officially revoked, and time cannot control it. 】

[The agreement was witnessed by Apolifina-Night Flower-Drunken Dreamer. 】

[May fairies be friendly to all living beings, and may the joy of play and mischief last forever. 】

Kil was stunned. He glanced at the little goblin who was dancing again. He wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, a strange sound came out: "Mushroom, mushroom, mushroom."

The mushroom boys gathered around Kil and patted Kil's body affectionately with their mycelial hands.

It's as if Keir is also a tall and strong mushroom.

After exhaling, Kil finally gathered the life energy in his palm, leaving a clear palm-like trace of life energy at the bottom of the huge paper.

The next moment, the entire agreement turned into colorful light with a bang and fell into the eyes of Keir and the little goblin.

It disappeared after a moment.

Kiel didn't know that if he looked in the mirror at this moment, he would be able to see an illusory paper agreement floating there inside the eyeballs of his eyes, in the depths of his pupils.

Of course, this is just a false reflection, but the real agreement is integrated into his soul.

As for whether the goblin has a soul, Kiel doesn't know.

"Gu, Gu, no, no, um, cough, can I speak?"

The effects of the delicious mushrooms came and went quickly, and Kil was soon able to speak normally. He didn't know if the mushroom was originally effective so quickly and for such a short time, or if it had completed its mission and would no longer be effective?

After coughing twice, Kil said to the little elf: "So, is this all right?"

After the little goblin finished dancing, he collapsed on his snail shell and nodded lazily to Kil.

Keir rolled his eyes and said, "Then, should we discuss how I can get out of here safely?"

But the little goblin smiled evilly and stood up, crossing his waist and making a look like he was laughing. Then he shook his head and pointed to the place where the previous agreement was placed.

The meaning is self-evident, ‘If you want me to help you, just let me play pranks! ’.

Kil pursed his lips, took a deep breath, and sat on the spot with the broken jar: "Come on! Use whatever tricks you have!"

Seeing Kil's cooperation, the little elf was surprised, but then he got back into his snail shell excitedly. After tinkering with it for a while, he took out a mushroom cap that was bigger than it, and dragged this The mushroom-shaped umbrella hat, which was about the same size as Kiel's head, flew to Kiel's head and placed the hat heavily on Kiel's head.

Then, it sat on top of Kiel, who was wearing a mushroom hat, and he also transformed himself into a mushroom hat and wore it.

At this time, Keir was sitting on the umbrella of a fat-headed mushroom. He was wearing a mushroom umbrella hat. There was also a little goblin sitting on the mushroom hat. The little goblin was also wearing a mushroom umbrella. Cap.

The sitting mushroom cap, the worn mushroom cap, and the small mushroom cap, all of a sudden unified their different images, and they all became mushrooms.

The mushroom boys next to Keir also swung their mushroom umbrella caps and danced again.

Opening his eyes, Kil touched the top of his hat and suddenly felt that mushrooms were not bad at all.

Strange words like mushrooms came out of his mouth.

With this strange look, it wasn't until a while later that Kil realized what he had done and said. But he still had to follow the agreement, give a thumbs up, and praise the little goblin with the mushroom cap: "Your mushroom cap hat is really great!"

As for the little fairy, its nose was raised to the sky, and it was so proud. This was the first time in its extremely long history as a fairy that it had received such direct praise from others. It was awesome!