Chapter 20: Mr. Sa is angry
Chapter 20: Mr. Sa is angry
The three skeletons entered combat in an instant.
The two agility faculties, Chief Sa and Teacher Xia, jumped out of the window left and right.
Goat grabbed Heine and jumped off the carriage.
The horse that was penetrated through the neck looked like it was drunk, staggering and crashing headlong into the bushes next to it, instantly destroying the carriage.
Heine’s heart dripped blood as she watched.
This horse and cart together cost him 3 gold coins, how many buns would this have sold in the beginning ……
Mr. Sa anxiously said: ”Didn’t you guys say that this dude has enlightenment? Why hasn’t he commanded me to go up the tree to observe the situation? This arrow is clearly coming from a high place!”
Heine immediately raised his hand and pointed:
“You, go to the high ground to look for enemy traces and point the way with the arrow!”
Mr. Sa froze for a moment, then scuffed up the tree.
“Crap really? He can’t hear us right?”
Mr. Xia: “You just put a million hearts, yesterday you mentioned how many sentences ‘or we dry him out and split the luggage,’ if he can really hear you are already bone dust.”
“And just you have a long-range weapon, the two of us go up and the enemy wide-eyed?”
“That’s true ……”
Between the three of them talking, their hands were not idle.
Catching the sheep to cover Heine and beware of hidden arrows, Mr. Xia silently disappeared into the forest and waited for Chief Sa’s instructions.
Chief Sa seemed to be a chatterbox, observing and analyzing at the same time, his mouth didn’t stop.
“This is definitely the handiwork of an elf, normally no one likes to stand on a tree and shoot arrows, being discovered is a living target.
“Elves are different, they come with jungle shelter, to that station is camouflage color, about the same as into the dive.
“And the arrows, Cui Ye Ting’s standard arrows, before the battle of Mourning Wood Valley are wooden arrows, cost-effective but easy to be dissected.
“I see it, this direction!”
An arrow was fired, and the three below immediately made a move.
“You don’t need to care about me, go up and support.” Heine commanded.
Catching Sheep followed the order and moved forward.
Mr. Sa was busy asking, “Aren’t you afraid that he’ll Karma?”
“I think Heine must have his reasons for doing so.”
Mr. Sa was shocked, “Crap, Brother Goat is crazy, Mr. Xia, please persuade him!”
“I actually feel the same way.”
“…… This dude is afraid that he’s not an Undead Phantom, right? How did both of you turn out like this?”
Heine was speechless for a moment.
He really had his reasons for doing so.
He guessed that this wave of people came from Jiang Lu Shake, and that the arrow that didn’t run at the people was either to bait the enemy, or to let himself off the hook.
Apparently it was because Mr. Xia’s unintentional action was taken as a gesture of goodwill on his part.
Regardless of what exactly her purpose was, there was always a part of it that was to thwart herself from assisting Arthur in his investigation of the haunted farm.
How that would work!
Last night Shiala had ended up asking him the same question again, and had been gently all but rejected by him.
He said he would live and die with this land, even if they were turned into scorched earth together.
He’s already pretending to be a pussy, and he’s going to save the Makara Mountains no matter what!
Heine was full of energy at the moment!
……
Daken regrets it.
Very regretful.
He should never have taken this seemingly simple mission, much less volunteered to come and bait the enemy.
He had planned to deliberately slow down to let the other party follow him, never expecting that he would be chased by three skeletons when he was running away with all his might.
This is not a skeleton, the monkeys in the Whispering Forest aren’t even this agile, right?
More more more did not expect is, he proud of the athletic stature actually in the tree also can not get rid of this guy behind ……
Are you kidding me? Why does this skeleton seem to be more familiar with the terrain here than he is?
He was sure that the other party’s speed was not as fast as his, but it just stuck behind him like a plaster ……
Daken’s heart was on fire, and he felt he couldn’t run anymore.
At least not in this sorry state.
The camp was just ahead, and if his companions saw him in such a sorry state, God knows what the joke would be ……
Creepy skeletons huh? Even if it’s weird, it’s still a god damned undead!
If it’s undead, it deserves to die!
When he thought of the deadness of those originally vibrant woods infested with the deadly aura, he was infuriated.
Daken suddenly dropped down in front of the next branch, his right hand gripping the trunk violently as his entire body swung around.
He swung high, twisting his body in mid-air and drawing a full bowstring!
A breeze gently supported his body, and the moment seemed to stand still in the air.
His breath was firmly locked onto the moving skeleton in front of him.
Sickening creature, go to hell!
Swish!
This imperative arrow broke through the air, and Daken only saw his opponent raise his right hand and shake it three times quickly.
What?
He didn’t see anything before he saw his arrow being dissected from the center and split in two.
At the same time, a bright purple light kept enlarging in his field of vision ……
It was too close …… This was his last thought before his consciousness fell into darkness.
“Still running?”
Sa always landed next to Daken’s body.
The elf was dead with a corroded and blackened wound on his brow.
“Coming out to shoot someone else’s horse when you’ve not learned your trade, what did Cuirassetia teach you, really.”
Chief Sa cursed, but moved gently to remove the other’s recurve bow and pouch of arrows.
He set the elf’s body upright and leaned against a tree, crossing his arms over his chest as well and closing his eyes for him.
“The winds of the forest will guide you home.”
He didn’t care if he had comprehended the skill or not, he just followed the ritual and did so.
A gust of wind blew by, as if it had an effect.
Only then did the other two arrive late.
Mr. Xia: “How …… I go, already finished? Bull ah Sa total.”
“This is a new recruit, 7 or 8 levels.”
“We won’t drop reputation, right? I also don’t know if there are any Spirits of Grass and Wood watching around here.” Catch the Sheep asked.
“No, I overran him, and we didn’t abuse him, he died playing against an archer, long overdue for an epiphany.”
Catch the sheep: “You still know how to supersede? Professional ah …… You’re not still an rp player (roleplaying player) are you?”
“That’s not true, but dude at least got the sigh bow, more or less half an elf, this generation is still there.”
Mr. Sah looked at Daken’s clothes and then back in the direction he had just fled.
“There’s more than likely another elf post over here, want to go?”
Mr. Xia: “Wait for Heine, sympathize with the turtle speed of the cloth armor. You hurry up and return the equipment, wait for him to come and then distribute it, didn’t I say don’t act too smart.”
“Really troublesome ……”
General Sa beeped on his mouth, but he quickly did as he was told.
Out of the three people’s expectations, Heine came very quickly.
This was thanks to the experience ball heading straight towards him pointing the way.
He first double-checked Daken’s clothes and then looked back the way he came.
“No supplies, and only a few arrows, most likely the camp isn’t far from here.”
He muttered to himself as he removed the other man’s bow and pouch of arrows and shoved them into the sa general.
“Good job, this is yours.”
Chief Sa: “Should I give him a bow?”
Catch the Goat sharply, “You mustn’t.”
“Haha, just kidding, act stupid right, I’ll show you guys one.”
Mr. Sa took the weapon and shoved the pouch of arrows into his chest cavity with a silly look.
Heine laughed in her heart, but on the surface she sighed and helped him to equip it, and also posed it properly.
“You were an honorable archer in life, weren’t you, alas, never mind ……”
He smiled and shook his head:
“Keep going in this direction, and keep a careful watch.”
The one man and three skeletons slowed their pace this time and walked for about ten minutes before they heard voices.
It was Elvish.
Heine had studied it and could understand it.
He had learned two more languages when he first realized he couldn’t summon undead, and now it came in handy.
“Watch and cover me, I’m going to go talk to them. You come with me, you two stay hidden.”
He called up to Catch the Goat, not hiding his movement.
“Who!?”
An elf alerted.
In the humble camp were two women and a man, all three looked young, and Jahn Dew was not among them.
As soon as Heine showed up, the three immediately attacked before they had a chance to speak.
Two arrows were shot out left and right, of which the left one was shot down by an arrow, while the right one was shot down by two flying daggers.
“It’s annoying when you can’t communicate ……”
Heine swallowed back what he wanted to say.
He released two curses to land on the one with the fastest charge.
Unexpectedly, the charging elf suddenly raised his fire-burning longsword, and a half-moon shaped heat wave was flung over.
Heine calmly dodged behind the catching sheep.
There were two bangs and the heat wave crashed on the anvil.
The wood actually didn’t have any damage, only the blood aura was shaken apart.
Responding to him was a bone spear, as well as a skeleton wielding dual daggers that killed him from a diagonal.
(End of chapter)