Chapter 23

The Ranger Carl sat on his knees, unfolding a paper bag on his knee, careful not to let the contents spill. His movements are slow and smooth, with a special rhythm, and even show some holy taste.

After picking with his fingers for several times, he found the part that satisfied him. He gently pinched it with three fingers and put it on the reed leaf beside him. The wind is blowing in the forest, far from the tree hole, which has been captured by the keen Ranger. His hands were like nimble hummingbirds, and he quickly rolled up the paper package on his knees, so as not to be stolen by the naughty wind thieves.

Then he rolled up the reed leaves, rubbed them into a tube and held them in his mouth. A piece of wood with Mars came near and touched the far end of the reed leaves, and immediately there was smoke. Carl's eyes narrowed, his breathing became slow and deep, and his worries floated with the smoke, which seemed to relieve him.

The old dog hates the Ranger smoking most. Every time he makes his nose itch and runny. He moved out and lowered himself to the windward where the smoke couldn't blow. I have to live a few more years, but I dare not live too close to the toxin.

Although animal companions don't like their own behavior, Ranger Carl doesn't think smoking is a big problem. He is not addicted to tobacco and is very picky. He especially likes a kind of tobacco called "goblin fireworks", which is produced in only one place in the world, namely healthy forest.

Healthy forest covers a vast area and can shelter a large number of creatures, including a dwarf village. They lived here long before human beings and dwarven pioneers established the village by the forest, and used various illusions to hide the location of the village. They only communicate with Rangers and some trusted Druids to get information from the outside world. Other times, they live in isolation.

"No trouble, no trouble." This sentence is a bit too taken for granted, but the dwarf always takes it as his creed and strictly keeps the secret of the village's location. Now dwarf village has a population of 2000, which is actually a big town, but for outsiders, it is still a mystery whether the village exists.

"Goblin fireworks" is the product of dwarf village. Its main purpose is not to smoke, but to release some magic materials.

"It's been a long time, about half a year." Carl puffed out a ring of smoke and coughed twice. "I won't look for you, and you won't come out. Is it really not boring to stay in such a place all the time? "

"We have so many things to do that we don't get bored with." It was a dwarf sitting cross legged on the ground with a boa constrictor leaning behind him. Big head, small body, short limbs, round eyes and three tufts of goatee. "Mr. Ranger, the elder asked me to help you this time, but he didn't say anything. Can you tell me now? "

"There's some bad news from Viper cliff castle. Some scavengers see strange shadows there. Excluding the fact that they exaggerate because of fear, I think their description of the shadow is very much like an angry servant. " Carl took a puff and almost sucked the whole reed into his lungs. Thick smoke came out of his ears. Seeing this scene, the dwarf quickly covered the rising corners of his mouth with his fingers.

After clearing his throat, the dwarf managed to restrain his impatience, so that he could speak in a calm voice. "It's still the trouble? Haven't the remains of the demon priest been found yet? It has been 300 years since poisonous snake cliff castle was destroyed, but there will be angry servants from time to time in these 300 years. We would like to know when we can completely solve this problem? "

"Your elders have also gone to the poisonous snake cliff castle to explore, but haven't they been able to find the mixed evil mask?" Carl is a little impatient. The dwarf's attitude makes him dissatisfied. And they also have upset things, full of questions and who to answer? What happened between the missing soru and the injured Mike? What happened to the bloodstains and some missing weapons? Why were some small animals killed and the big white goose "sausage" safe?

Yesterday, he sent the boa constrictor to take the letter to dwarf village for help. This afternoon, I just left for a while to inspect the forest and meet the boa constrictor on the way back. As a result, I saw a mess at home. The messy traces on the grass indicate that there was a fierce battle here, but there were only half Orc blood on the ground. Mike is just a novice in battle and should not be soru's opponent. So who hurt the orcs and where did he go?

"Anger born servants will not leave that area unless they accumulate a certain amount, so as long as they are eliminated as soon as possible, it will have no great influence. I'll go to poisonous snake cliff castle in two days to see the situation. Now I need a bright gem to protect the pendant. " Carl held out his hand to the dwarf, but the dwarf didn't seem to understand.

"Bright jewel pendant, don't tell me you didn't bring that thing!" Carl raised his eyebrows and clenched his fist: "only the protection of the pendant, evil and calm mood can restrain the influence of angry minions, otherwise the danger there is too high!"

"Of course I've brought the pendant, but this time it's different from the past. I'll take it with you." The dwarf shook his head and said with a smile: "the elders think that maybe only when the angry servant appears will the evil mask appear. In the past, the behavior of cleaning up angry servants was a palliative rather than a permanent cure. The longer it took, the greater the impact on our community. So this time I'll go with you. To introduce myself, I'm the best magician in the village, Greene Mumu. ""This is different from the original agreement. The Rangers in the dense forest protect the healthy forest from evil, and the residents here should provide timely assistance. "

The dwarf raised his index finger and said, "I'm just helping."

"The resplendent jewel pendant is to help, you will only help!" Ranger Carl is not polite: "your villages have been closed for a long time. They are all hidden and dodged by magic. No one has real combat experience. It's better to take you to the battlefield with that young man downstairs. At least he's big enough to attract the enemy's attention and cover me for a second or two. "

"Well, Mr. Ranger, the current situation is that where I am, the pendant is." The dwarf was not polite and didn't give in at all: "I'll show you my powerful magic power!"

As the dwarf's fingers swung, bits and pieces of dust fell from his fingertips. After a beautiful spell, the dwarf's figure became as hazy as a mirage, and then gradually disappeared.

The dog ran to the door, sniffed, and then vaguely pointed in a direction with his front paw, indicating that the dwarf was hiding there. Carl shook his head and was not ready to expose it. So the old dog bowed his head, whined twice, and planed the ground with his paw, indicating that something happened downstairs.

"What, that guy's awake?" Carl stood up, patted the soil on his body, grabbed the vine beside the tree hole and slid to the next layer. He saw Zhao Mai wake up yawning, but the puppy was still sleeping soundly.

"Tell me what happened."