Chapter 12: Chou Shu Ren? Makoto Shuren!
Chapter 12 Zhou Shuren? Tree Herder!
“You recognize this npc?” Goat asked, “How do you know what she’s up to?”
“Whispering Forest’s Wanderer Mentor, Jiang Lu – Morning Sun, an old acquaintance, I know what shit she’s going to take as soon as she puckers her ass.”
“Haha, then you’re counting this as bullying your mentor.”
“Bullshit, this is called self-defense, besides the person was kidnapped by Heine, what does it have to do with me, someone Xia.”
“Speaking of which, don’t you think that this guy’s observation and reaction speed is a bit terrifying? Just now that bone spear and electric arc, not at all like a budding newcomer who has just entered the battlefield, his such a strong talent shouldn’t be silent in the future ah ……”
“All beings are equal before the merciful Holy Light Orbital Cannon, Light Gate.”
“Oh, that’s true, Light Gate.”
Between the two men’s discussion, Heine had already tied the elf’s hands behind his back and retrieved four darts, a willow-shaped dagger and two smoke bombs from the other man’s body.
It was hard for him to find so many things, but he had to “pretend” to find them, since someone was muttering in his head.
He was also interested in Jianglu’s leather armor, but unfortunately it was a woman’s model, and it was too small and tight for a skeleton to wear.
In the meantime, the chopper was always on her neck, and she was quite peaceful.
This wasn’t the first time Heine had seen an elf, but it was the first time he had been this close.
The elves of this world were not synonymous with handsomeness, being so thin that their cheekbones stood out and their cheeks were partially sunken in, like Angelina Jolie’s costume in Sleepy Hollow.
“What’s your name?”
Jianglu did not have the slightest sense of being a captive, but instead sized up Mr. Xia with interest.
Well …… sizing up a skeleton.
“I observed you for a minute, your movements are in the standard elf ranger style, this can’t be self taught, who is your mentor? Maybe we even know each other.”
Heine had an odd expression, but didn’t interrupt.
“Why don’t you say anything? Are you worried about being exposed? It doesn’t matter, each to his own is perfectly normal. But these days it’s rare to find a wanderer with solid fundamentals like you, are you interested in hanging out with me? I know Mr. Silverwing, the ‘Blast Blade’, and he appreciates talents like you the most, and doesn’t care about race or origin.”
“What is she talking about?” Catch the Goat asked curiously.
“Hell if I know, probably asking how I dodged that Darkwing strike, why didn’t Heine stop it?”
“He was probably speculating that you were an elven wanderer before you died.”
Mr. Summer exclaimed, “Crap?!”
— So that’s what I thought?
Immediately, Heine put on a thoughtful look, and a light bloomed in her eyes.
He was about to open his mouth to ask, when a thorny vine suddenly poked out from the dirt under his feet!
The vine looked like a snake’s head tilted up, stained with reddish-brown soil, and just as it was about to wrap around Heine’s ankle, the latter was suddenly yanked off the ground!
In the blink of an eye, Catching Goat decisively abandoned Jianglu and ran straight towards Heine.
At the same time the two of them completed their judgment of the situation in an instant.
“There’s Zhou Shuren, we can’t fight in this place, you take Heine and run east, leave the field first!”
“Good.”
Zhou, Zhou Shuren?
Heine didn’t understand the hackneyed phrase for a moment, going over it in her head before it snapped to mind-
Zhou Shuren my ass, that’s called Shepherd Shuren!
Damn this group of players ……
At this time, Mr. Xia detonated a smoke bomb behind him.
In this situation the site advantage of the tree herders is second only to the forest environment, almost invincible, not to mention taking a captive away, even if they give them more melee is useless.
He simply picked off the rope binding Jianglu, selling her a favor.
Jiang Lu was puzzled: “Ugh? You ……”
Mr. Xia pulled off his mask, revealing his white, skeletal face.
He made a gesture of silence.
Jianglu’s pupils shrank and his mouth opened wide in disbelief.
“Undead, undead??”
She didn’t come back to her senses until the other party disappeared into the smoke and the cloaked man appeared.
“Your Excellency would actually miss as well.” The man teased.
Jianglu was about to retort when she was suddenly stunned.
She recalled her opponent’s movements before he left.
Silence.
Things were clear, she hadn’t lost to three adventurers, but a necromancer.
The armor clad knight was undoubtedly a skeleton as well, a normal person wouldn’t be covered that tightly at this time of the year, and there was a hint of silver threads under the other person’s helmet as well …… She found an excuse for being continuously seen through.
When it came down to it, it was the necromancer who had accurately predicted his own movements, so it was no surprise that his summons were able to react.
But if that was the case, what kind of terrifying level did the other party’s manipulation of the skeletons reach?
Those two skeletons’ combat skills and coordination with each other far exceeded that of an ordinary adventurer, and even that wanderer who let himself go had a strong elven style in his movements!
She couldn’t imagine how the other party did it.
Moreover, when she thought that she had said something like “I’m optimistic about your future” to a skeleton, Jiang Rou hated to find a vole hole to dig into. ……
It’s too embarrassing!
The other party even spared his life.
He spared himself and had the servant make that gesture, did it mean that he was exchanging favors in exchange for keeping his secret?
“Why don’t you say something, stricken?” The man was still chattering.
A sudden annoyance grew in Jianglu’s heart.
“Tell that Mr. Donald to prepare a good dagger, I will go to him myself in two days.”
“Oh?”
The man was slightly stunned and was about to ask something more when the other man had disappeared.
“Elves really aren’t all that easy to get along with.” He muttered.
……
Heine was pinned by his own skeleton all the way east.
The soil was gradually drying up and clumping, the grass was sparse, and it was clearly unsuitable for tree herders to fight.
Finally being put down, he first showed a startled look at his skeleton.
“What was that just now?”
There was no answer.
“Because I’m in danger?”
Silence.
“Do you remember anything?”
Speechless.
Heine sighed helplessly, “Well, thank you, I trust your judgment.”
At that moment Mr. Summer came out of the wheat field.
Heine pretended not to see his last little gesture and just shot him a weird look.
“How’s it going, done?” He asked.
Sheepcatcher was visibly relieved.
“Done, just play dumb and be done with it, he’ll brainstorm it himself.”
“Then why is he staring at me?”
“He’s probably wondering why you, an elven wanderer, can’t run as fast as me.”
“…… Okay, now I have a persona too.”
Hearing the two say that, Heine also breathed a sigh of relief.
Done and done with acting, they’d brainstorm it themselves.
It wasn’t good to go back to the farm, but the mission still had to be done.
It’s a good thing that the hemolytic grass is also distributed on the east side of the farm, and in large quantities, it’s just that it’s been designated as a forbidden area by the Gitilers, and Rowan didn’t dare to mark it at all.
Heine picked a large bag before leaving.
On the return carriage, the two were still reviewing the previous battle.
In summary, there was only one problem: the lack of a long-distance.
Tree Herders were described by them as a nasty profession that was almost insurmountable on certain occasions – the land of plant abundance, not high in damage but good at controlling and restricting, poison, slowing down and entangling, which was practically the nemesis of melee battles.
But this profession also has a disadvantage, as a spell caster must be rooted in order to maximize the resonance with the earth, so it is a pure staking profession.
If there is a high perception wide field of view range pull full of long-distance is good, dare to stand pile is definitely looking for a fight.
Unfortunately, there is no such thing.
Heine didn’t expect himself to summon a third undead that could see the silver lining.
Suddenly, Mr. Summer mentioned something else that happened during the battle.
“Speaking of which, I seem to have upgraded just now.”
(End of chapter)