Chapter 190 Wilderness

Jaheira quickly connects the bandit's strange behavior with Nasike's iron mine crisis. Clearly, someone wants to monopolize all iron ore trade in the Baldur's Gate region. She suddenly remembered that Henry once said that these things were planned by one person behind the scenes, and it would be terrible if all of this was true.

Thinking of this, Jaheira urged everyone to quicken their pace. The group walked continuously for four or five hours, and finally Imoen couldn't move anymore. She sat on the ground and shouted to the front: "Jarcila, Auntie! Stop and rest for a while, I really can't hold on anymore."

"Okay, rest on the spot for fifteen minutes. Everyone, let's have something to eat. Let's try to leave this wilderness before dark." Jasila glanced at his tired companion and finally agreed to stop and rest for a while.

Henry quickly cleared an open space with spells and lit a bonfire, and then took out a lot of sausages from the dimension bag and put them on to roast. A few minutes later, a scent slowly wafted out, which made everyone who hadn't eaten all day couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

"Come over and eat something, you don't have the energy to go on your way when you're hungry." Henry said as he distributed the grilled oily sausages. Apodell and Aimon directly dropped the dry bread in their hands, and stuffed their mouths with steaming sausages. The Jasilas thanked them and stuffed the bread into their bags.

"Bicc! This sausage tastes so good! Where did you buy it?" Imoon asked with a full burp.

Henry looked at the girl's greasy lips and shook his head with a smile. "I'm not sure. The housekeeper probably asked the chefs to make it. Also, you'd better wipe your mouth."

"The housekeeper? My God! Then you must be a nobleman! Is there a beautiful castle?" Imon rubbed his sleeve casually, then leaned over and looked at him curiously.

Henry helplessly put his fingers against the girl's forehead, and pushed her head back slightly, because her face was almost on top. "I'm the lord of an overseas island. Unfortunately, there are no castles built there. And it seems that this was mentioned in the arm of friendship, right?"

"It's great! When this adventure is over, I must come to you to live the life of a noble lady for a few days." As he spoke, Aimon stood up and walked around the ground like a noblewoman. Her exaggerated movements and expressions drew applause and laughter from Apodell.

Fifteen minutes of happy time passed quickly, and the group put out the bonfire and continued on their way. Not far away, they heard a scream in the distance. Apodel drew out his two-handed sword vigilantly. It seemed that the battles of the past few days had made him mature rapidly.

Five people ran to the scene of the accident. Unfortunately, apart from the two tall Warcraft men, there was only one corpse in red clothes left on the scene. Without further ado, Henry fired the "Ma Youfu Strong Acid Arrow" at one of the Warcraft men, and the spell accurately hit the head. The acid corroded a large area of ​​skin in the blink of an eye, and the monster fell to the ground with a scream.

Apodel didn't give the enemy time to react, and rushed directly in front of another Warcraft man, slashing his stomach with his sword, blood gushed out, and intestines and minced meat flowed all over the floor. He jumped up at the moment when the enemy bent down, and chopped off the Warcraft man's head with a single blow.

The battle was over just a minute after it started. The heads of the two Warcraft men left their bodies and were kicked into the woods by Apodel. Jaheira knelt down to examine the victim's body carefully, and found a blood-stained letter from his arms. It seems that the deceased was a messenger who came from the south.

"This letter is written by a man named Roy to his wife. Judging from the direction of the courier's journey, it should be sent to Belgost." As he spoke, Jasila handed the letter to Henry.

The latter looked at the signature carefully, and immediately remembered the Roy and Lian family who lived behind Thor's blacksmith shop. "I know this family. Let's drop by when we get back from dealing with the iron mine crisis."

"You take this letter first, anyway, no one knows where this family lives except you." Apodel wiped off the blood on the sword and carried it behind his back.

The crowd dug a hole by the side of the road, buried the halfling messenger in and erected a simple tombstone. After doing this, the group went back on the road. When passing through a forest, suddenly a person jumped out of it. He made a quiet gesture, then lowered his voice and said, "Squat down, be quiet! Don't you hear? It's the sound of beasts. At least two, maybe more."

"You seem to be very familiar with this place, do you know any clues related to the iron ore crisis?" Jasila asked with a glance at the man dressed as a hunter.

The man sneered disdainfully. "I don't want to care about those boring politics. What else is there but lies and deceit? Besides, I don't need iron for hunting. These things have nothing to do with me. Finally, I would like to give you a piece of advice. In this forest, it is best to keep your weapons in your hands at all times. Recently, a large number of robbers have come here." After speaking, he burrowed into the woods and disappeared after a few clicks.

"This is really a strange guy. I bet he must live in the forest all year round, and maybe he won't meet a stranger for a few years." Apodel frowned and said, he didn't like the tone of this man.

Just as Henry was about to speak, an arrow shot from behind him suddenly, drawing a bloodstain on his face. "There are enemies! They seem to be hiding in the woods behind!"

Khalid immediately raised his shield to block the front, and soon everyone found a few hobgoblin archers hiding behind the tree and shooting cold arrows. Jaheira chanted a spell aloud, and soon a dark cloud was gathering above. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning rushed out from the clouds and struck a hobgoblin, turning him into a scorched corpse.

The hobgoblins were taken aback by the spell, and they left their companions and ran away without hesitation. Aimon drew his short bow and shot one of the guys in the neck with an arrow, and then another bolt of lightning fell down, killing the unlucky guy. In the end, Henry used a magic missile to open the heads of the remaining two hobgoblins.

As soon as the battle was over, the money-obsessed Imoen ran to look for the spoils. Within a few minutes, she came back with a pair of leather boots that looked a bit old, two giant swords, a short bow, two quiveres and a small bag of silver coins and copper plates. "These guys are poor enough, but I found some worthwhile loot."

"Oh! This damn smell! Imoon, how did you get back a pair of boots worn by hobgoblins. I bet they must be of little value." Aberdell pinched his nose far away, and the stench almost made him spit out the contents of his stomach.

Henry clearly felt that the boots were a magical item. He first used "magic trick" to clean it up, and then released a "discernment technique". Soon everyone saw the properties of the boots.

Boots of Stealth: "Old Whispers"

Many years ago, a king named Rega had a group of spies who were highly skilled and daring. Their skills are such that no whisper in the land can escape their ears, and they have complete maps of every castle and town. In the end, the group is sabotaged by traitors within, and the tools they depend on to survive are sold off to ensure that no such powerful espionage group will ever be formed again in the future.

Equipment capacity:

Putting on boots is enough to make the footsteps become silent.

The success rate of hiding in shadows has been greatly increased.

"Aha! I knew that these boots must be extraordinary. Looking at their attributes, they were tailor-made for me. Wait until Nasika finds a tailor. It will be perfect if it is dyed pink from the inside to the outside." Imon shook his head triumphantly. As the only thief in the team, the Stealth Boots should belong to her.

Henry smiled and pointed to Apodel. "Imeng, you'd better change it quickly, I'm going to be mad with jealousy if I don't see a guy over there."

"Nonsense!" Apodell immediately retorted with a blushing face. "Sooner or later, I will also have countless treasures, maybe there will be a few artifacts among them."

Jaheira walked over and patted him on the head. "Stop dreaming, and quickly carry these giant swords on your back. Now that there is a shortage of iron products, the weapons will definitely be sold at prices several times higher than usual."

Henry looked at Aberdell with a face of reluctance, and didn't know whether to cry or laugh. Because the wish just now will come true in less than two years. By then, he will not only have the artifact, but also kill several creatures that can rival the gods.

After the girl changed her boots, the group continued along the main road. Within two hours, they saw a stone tablet that said "Go south to Nasike". Just as the five of them were about to sit down and rest for a while, a group of Yanquan mercenaries in metal armor came over. The guy who led the team yelled at the crowd: "Hey! You have been arrested for robbery and highway robbery! Put down your weapons and catch them without a fight."

"You have obviously sunburned under the scorching sun, soldier. I suggest you abandon this stupid idea and let us pass. The mayor of Nasikai himself is waiting for us." Jasila immediately showed a powerful aura, and the entire group of soldiers was stunned by her.

"Uh... the mayor himself?" The captain obviously hesitated. He looked at the group of people carefully, and finally gritted his teeth and continued to ask: "Really? Why should I trust you?"

Henry stood up and gave him a glance at the noble badge in his hand. "Now can you believe that we are not robbers?"

"I'm sorry! My lord. These rampant robbers have driven us all crazy recently. They kept attacking the merchants carrying iron products. It seems that someone has been tipping these guys off." The captain hurriedly bowed and explained. He recognized Henry's family crest. As a nobleman second only to the Grand Duke in the Baldur's Gate area, it was obviously impossible to have anything to do with robbers. (To be continued.)