Warhammer: I, Bartor Farmer

Chapter 63 Delarish
At night, the light of the evil moon shines on the eaves that are riddled with holes, and the door of the monster can only be seen through the dilapidated tiles, which are all bones.

This thing is definitely not a living thing, but it is not dead either. Roel is considered a warhammer expert, but he didn't remember what kind of arms it was.

I just feel that it is very similar to the binding spirits used by the vampire counts, and has extremely high physical resistance. I am afraid that it is my Faith Moore skill that allows the attack to reach another world.

But Bafeng was still calm, making people puzzled, but after Roel's attack, Alimara also hid behind him for the first time.

"Master, what is this?"

Roel also wants to ask, this should not be a bound spirit, but also a spirit body, but most souls in the Warhammer world will be swept into the maelstrom.

Roel set up a stance, and smashed the enemies that swept in one by one, but they quickly revived again, and it seemed that they should have a main body.

Trouble, what kind of monster is this? It is neither like an orc nor like a dead man. Only Maul's scythe can barely harvest its form.

Following the continuous attacks of the spirit bodies, Roel was still able to parry because of the long pole, but Elena struggled even more, and there were many holes in her cloak.

"Short-lived ghost! What is this thing?"

Roel scolded. "How old are you this year! Don't you know this thing yet? I still want to ask you!"

The two moved back and forth between each other. In the narrow room, the light was also dim. For a moment, the long pitchfork hit the wall and there was a loud crash.

Ding~~

"Fuck!" Roel cursed fiercely, but the long fork was difficult to retract, and the monster's sharp blade was straight at the throat. In an instant, a burst of green light flashed.

An arrow shot out from the window and hit the black mist-like thing fiercely, causing it to dissipate under the night sky.

Roel kept panting. He didn't expect the first night in Aquitaine to be so exciting. The Warhammer world is really simple...

He turned sideways and cursed, "Elena, if you have such a bow and arrow, use it sooner!"

Elena was also dumbfounded. "Didn't Arimara shoot that?"

Alimara also seemed puzzled, how could she have such a weapon to exorcise demons?

A moment later, the head of a man wearing a green hood sticks out from the window next to the gate. He has beards and looks old despite his young age.

"It's me, everyone."

Elena immediately tightened her clothes, and pulled down her hat to cover her ears.

Like a diplomatic envoy, Roel approached and bowed. "Hi, thank you for your help."

"That arrow is bent, please tell me how many decrees need to be repaired..."

The arrow can still be used, absolutely can be used, Roel is just giving the opposite a step, can get paid, and can be decent enough.

For Roel, it is obviously more important not to owe the opponent, but to reward the opponent. After all, they are not familiar with the place, and they need a guide.

But the man raised his bow and pointed at Roel's head. "Okay, everyone, now is not the time to play games, take a walk with us."

Bright flames appeared behind him. It was the light of blossoming torches, warm and... scary.

1, 2, 3... about 12 people, not fully armed, but with knives and swords, looking like a green forest hero, and Roel has no defense, after all, the heart of defense is indispensable.

Roel just raised his hand, but a small soil bomb fell from his waist, and Gululu fell out of the window against the night.

Those masters who learn to steal can not only defile the law, but also the eyes of others.

A moment later, the explosion sounded, and the light of black powder burst out in the night. The sawdust of the abandoned house and the smell of the explosion filled the plain, setting off a burst of soil.

There were screams, and the two female soldiers, Elena and Alimara, also took up weapons.

Before the elf bow and firearm burst out at the same time, Roel found the opportunity and shouted at them.

"Everyone, black and white are humane, we can make peace, why fight and kill."

In Jianghu, not only martial arts, but also human beings, and even mainly human beings.

The small soil bomb Roel deliberately used was to save the attacker's life.

The man covered his cheeks, only burning with anger, but he was not a stupid person, he stood up, apologetic.

"Sorry, it's just that business hasn't been good recently, and we don't usually kill people."

Of course Roel didn't believe it, the hand just now was very experienced, but it didn't matter, he just needed someone to lead him out of the plain.

"Five decrees, take us to the city of Aquitaine, and this matter will be over."

The robbers looked at each other, chatted for a while, and agreed to some kind of agreement.

Roel put the flint and steel in a visible position on his waist anytime and anywhere at this moment, and their team walked behind the robbers.

As a guide, they also began to introduce the situation of Aquitaine.

The undead that just attacked them is called Delarish, just like the sea monster in the story, except that it is not on the ocean, but will hide in abandoned houses and attack people passing by.

They can produce hallucinations and make travelers feel that there are people here, so that there is a saying in Aquitaine, called. "The lights are on, but no one is in the house."

It refers to such a situation, and they are not vicious robbers. In fact, they were farmers some time ago.

The leader is called Ma Kaluo, and he is also a hard-working man.

Carloma was an ordinary hunter until one day his brother was hanged for smiling at the lord's daughter.

His mother had her leg broken for crying in the execution ground.

Two weeks later, more by luck than by skill, Carloma managed to kidnap the lord's daughter and escape into the forest.

His original plan was to do some unspeakable things to her to retaliate, but when he succeeded, he found that he had no intention to deliberately torture others, but he lost everything and was exiled forever because of this.

He put the girl on the safe side of the road, and he did dirty work so that he would not starve to death.

The same goes for everyone else, they're just trying to blackmail a little food...

In fact, they didn't ask for Roel's money, because they couldn't get close to the village, they just took a few pieces of bread, dried meat, and props for cooking.

They couldn't come to the city in one day, and Elena didn't trust the village anymore, so they camped with these poor people. It wasn't that Roel believed them, but having more people could prevent them from being attacked by wandering beastmen.

Anyway, the vigil must be vigilant, and the chef Roel (Elena thinks so) who may have halfling blood is cooking his specialty stew.

When the smell of civilization drifted across the camp, the bandits looked at them with green eyes.

Well, it's so similar, Roel thought of his friend, in Bretonnia, who can live well?
"Okay, I'll give you a few bowls, but don't eat too fast, it's very hot."

　Stew ingredients.

　　A piece of dried meat, a little water, a little wine, a little bay leaf, a little cumin, anyway, put a little of the spices you can find, then add a little bread crumbs to thicken, add salt and a little mushroom, it is probably poisonous, But it can be eaten when cooked.

　　finished.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)