Chapter 177

When Loren left the carriage, the whole camp was in disorder - the wailing caravan servants and workers were shivering behind the carriage. He even saw many people praying quietly to the Holy Cross, and some of them had peed their pants.

The remaining dozen caravan guards gathered in formation and blocked the ghouls outside the camp with shields. The remaining few people kept shooting at the monsters with bows and crossbows to prevent them from rushing into the camp.

But these crossbows and arrows couldn't cause much damage to the ghouls. The monster who fell to the ground showed his teeth, pulled out the arrow, jumped up more fiercely, dragged a guard directly out of the queue, and screamed and was torn to pieces by countless claws and tusks!

The creepy guards stared at the deeper forest, and nearly a hundred ghouls were wandering there, staring at them with hungry eyes, as if staring at a piece of meat emitting fragrance.

Obviously, they have never met such monsters, and they don't know how to deal with them. They are completely frightened by the scene in front of them - they haven't escaped yet, which only shows that the salary given by the employer is really high enough.

"Hold on, these monsters don't come out of the forest!" a caravan guard standing in the center shouted loudly, beating his sword and shield like emboldening himself: "continue shooting arrows and hurry them to the forest... Ah -!"

A hand that suddenly grabbed his shoulder startled him. Suddenly, when he looked back, he saw a shorter figure. The guard who had just almost jumped up was immediately angry: "what are you doing?! just now, an unlucky guy died. Roll over and take his place!"

"Nothing, but is this the first time you've met such monsters?" Lauren smiled without anger. "So what do you think of handing them over to professionals?"

"Professional?" the guard was stunned: "what are you talking about..."

Before he finished, Loren pulled him aside. The ghouls around immediately noticed the gap in the queue and howled and rushed in this direction!

The soldiers who screamed on both sides gathered in the middle to block the gap, but it was too late. The black haired wizard under his hood raised his mouth and threw the kindling agent forward.

"Boom!"

The splashing sparks swallowed up several ghouls and screamed into coke. Loren, who seized the opportunity, immediately rushed out of the line of guards, pulled out his long sword, bit open a bottle of kindling agent and poured it on his feet and the sword.

Then the countdown... Three, two, one, fire!

When the howling ghouls jumped at him from all directions, they gently snapped their fingers with the left hand of the "caster", and the weak "Turin fire" instantly ignited the surrounding kindling agent!

The fire and the screams of the same kind drove back the ghouls who rushed up from the front. At the same time, one of the monsters jumped over the explosion and jumped off the black haired wizard's head.

The long sword drenched with kindling agent turned along the trend, and a smooth chop was cut from top to bottom. It was cut into two parts in mid air. The friction sword body was also ignited, and the flame like running water flowed on the sword body.

Slowly raised the burning long sword. The ghoul who was just ready to stick it immediately took back his claws and bared his teeth towards Loren, but always jumped back and forth where his long sword could not touch.

At this point, the guard finally reacted and grabbed a torch from a man: "use this quickly. Those monsters are afraid of fire. You can drive them away with this!"

The caravan guards around took over the butter torches handed over by the guys and servants, waved the flames in their hands and protected themselves with shields to move forward. The bow and crossbow men hiding behind took out the rockets and shot at the lonely ghouls.

Under the threat of fire, the ghouls quickly fled into the forest, and the guards didn't mean to continue to pursue - these monsters were just frightened, but the number was still several times that of the caravan. If they didn't rush up, these guards would be eaten immediately!

The caravan guards who withdrew to the camp finally breathed a sigh of relief, and even began to cheer happily. Their eyes looked at the black haired wizard also changed.

Several of these guards are well-informed. They know that Loren gets several times their commission. Naturally, there are many people who are unconvinced. Just because the employer is really generous and is eager to return to eboden, no one makes trouble.

Although there was some misunderstanding, they also understood why Loren could get so much commission. Several guards even wanted to come up and make a conversation with the lottel wizard, and took the opportunity to get some "blow up" bottles from him.

Loren didn't have time to take care of the guards, squatting on the ground and fiddling with the bones of ghouls - just a long time ago in Gumu Town, the wizard named Draco he met knew how to manipulate this monster, as long as he used an alchemical potion.

After checking several times, the black haired wizard didn't find anything from these bodies. He couldn't even feel any trace of void power. It didn't seem to be controlled at all.

But it's also normal - if a wizard really wants to attack the caravan, these ghouls can't escape because they don't have the intelligence to understand the tactics of "victory turn in".

So were these monsters attracted by the caravan?

With narrowed eyes, Loren looked at the carriage behind him. What is the "goods" that can attract ghouls?

"Please, Lord Loren Turin!"

The sweating caravan leader trotted over with sweat and a friendly smile: "if it weren't for you, we wouldn't know how to deal with these monsters. There are no ghouls in eboden!"

"It's just a little effort, not to mention I've taken your commission, which is a matter of course." Loren shook his head and stood up from the ground: "it's just a small suggestion. You'd better check the goods of the caravan."

"Check the goods, why and why?"

"Because these ghouls should be attracted by some 'goods' - and the things that can attract them can only be rotten meat and something that will give off a bad smell."

"Rotten meat and smelly things..." the sweating caravan leader stayed for a moment, and then his fat body jumped up: "Holy Cross, no!"

Before Loren asked, the chubby gentleman ran to a carriage at five times his usual speed and shouted for the nearby guys to open it.

"What the hell is going on --?!"

The roar of the caravan leader and the stench of the carriage spread all over the camp at the same time. The whole carriage was full of dead bighorn deer, which looked dead for several days.

Like ghouls, this animal is characteristic of the Principality of lottel, and even more famous than the latter - although it is only an ordinary animal, it is very popular with foreign businessmen. Their horns and tendons are good materials for making bows and crossbows, and the meat is also very delicious.

"There should have been four adult bighorn deer here, alive!" the angry merchant leader sprayed saliva on the boy beside him: "tell me what happened to them!"

"It, they... Are dead?"

"Nonsense, how did I die?"

"I, we don't know. They should have been fine a few days ago. I don't know why they suddenly stopped eating and drinking." the boy shrunk his neck in panic: "I, I thought it was just... Uncomfortable."

"What do you think? You not only lost me four bighorn deer, but almost killed us all!" the fat caravan leader pushed him away: "wait, I'll drive you back to eboden. Don't expect to be hired by any caravan!"

Ignoring the wailing and Howling man, the hysterical caravan leader stepped aside, didn't even notice Loren walking behind him, and pointed to another carriage:

"What's in there?"