Wizard: This witcher is not doing his job

Chapter 113 Green Dragon and Giant

Just when Wayne thought that the villagers in Lower Valen Village would be obedient, the middle-aged strong man who was grabbed by him just now stood up suddenly and shouted:

"Bastard, who do you think you are? You hit people as soon as you come in. Why should we listen to you?"

"Today, even if you kill me, I won't do what you say."

As he said that, he also made a generous appearance, which seemed a little funny.

Hearing this, and seeing the unconvinced look on that strong man's face, Wayne was a little shocked. Could it be that Waylon's thugs have so much backbone now? Didn't they see the three of them fully armed and capable of fighting? look like?How dare you resist?
This kind of appearance of not being afraid of power made him a little admirable.

He turned his head to look at the village chief Jeff, wanting to see if he would also join in the resistance. If that was the case, Wayne really didn't bother to care about the life and death of these troublemakers.

Seeing Wayne looking over, the old village chief looked a little embarrassed, and immediately asked a few people around him to drag the middle-aged man to another place, and said in a somewhat embarrassing tone:
"My lord, you don't mind, this man's parents attended the banquet on Bald Hill when he was a child, and when they came back, they left him and left."

"Because he didn't have parents to take care of him, he broke his brain later. Although he looks normal now, he always does some weird things."

The banquet on Bald Hill, no wonder, it was a cannibal banquet for the ladies of the forest, and none of the mortals who attended it survived.

Seeing that the village chief, Jeff, was quite sensible, Wayne still pretended to frown and said loudly:

"We will help you only out of chivalry. If you are unwilling to cooperate, I will not force you, and I will take people away now."

Jeff quickly waved his hands in salute, and greeted some young men in the village, telling them to follow George's pace and go back to the village to move things. He also tried his best to keep him, saying:

"No, no, thank you very much for your help, my lord, we will follow your instructions."

These refugees are old and young, because of the rush to evacuate, the materials they carry are extremely scarce, and they don't even have a few serious weapons. They don't know when this matter will end, how could they refuse? What about the help of the mighty fighters.

About two hours later, the sun had already risen to mid-air, and the cold air in the morning also dissipated a lot due to the appearance of the sun.

With those young villagers, George brought back a lot of supplies from the village, which finally relieved the urgent needs of these refugees.

However, according to him, many houses in the village have been almost burned to the ground. Even if this disaster passes, some villagers who lost their houses will live a difficult life because of it.

However, this kind of thing happens every year, every place in every kingdom, because of wars, natural disasters, man-made disasters, or monster attacks, there will always be civilians who are displaced and die miserably.

They are just demon hunters, not kings or lords, they can't control so many things, and they don't want to.

While waiting for Borch, Wayne and George began to organize the found manuscripts of the elves.

They soon discovered that the dates of these manuscripts were different from what they had imagined. If the ruins were said to have a history of several thousand years, then many of the contents recorded in these manuscripts only happened within a few hundred years.

Although I just glanced at it roughly, the content recorded in the manuscript is quite messy. There are forging blueprints, potion formulas, and some recorded historical anecdotes, as well as magical knowledge. The private collection of a personal magician.

Just like the blueprint of the Griffin School set that George found, it is very likely that this thing was left behind when the Griffin School headquarters, Kell Siren Fortress, was attacked, but I don’t know how it appeared here.

Moreover, according to the humid environment of the swamp, without magical protection, it is impossible for these books preserved on special paper to persist for thousands of years without decay.

After some discussions, the two guessed that this elf ruin should be a secret stronghold of a certain magician, or a secret laboratory.

And these manuscripts are the private collection of the mage. Perhaps decades ago, the mage died in an accident. With his death, he lost the protection of magic, and the ruins will be like this now. It can be freely entered and exited by mortals.

As the spoils of this operation, Wayne decided to keep the original manuscript himself, while George could copy or transcribe a few copies and share the harvest together.

Of course, as the owner of not bad money, Wayne is not a stingy person. He took out a hundred Oren and gave it to Jeff, the village head of Lower Valen Village, and asked him to arrange some compensation and distribute it to the villagers.

The reason why more coins are not given is not only because the money cannot be disclosed and it is easy to arouse the greed of others, but the most important thing is that these manuscripts do not belong to the villagers of Xiahualun Village. They even want to take these books. Used as firewood, one hundred Oren is enough for their village to burn firewood for a year.

If they encountered some cruel masters, they might not only refuse to pay, but also kill all these villagers to silence them.

Including the village chief Jeff and other villagers, none of them were knowledgeable people. They were very happy to see someone exchange a hundred oren for these waste papers that could only be used as firewood for them, and even Thanks Dade.

He took the initiative to donate a lot of straw ropes for binding, and helped Wayne pack all these manuscripts.

After waiting for another hour or so, when the villagers in Lower Valen Village started to light a fire and cook in the ruins, Wayne heard a familiar dragon chant coming from outside the ruins.

This is the cry of Jinlong Boerqi.

The other villagers were trembling with fear from the dragon's chant, while Wayne winked at George and walked out of the underground ruins together with him.

Just after walking out of the underground ruins, before seeing the golden dragon, Borch had already telepathically transmitted his voice to the ears of the two.

"I found the green dragon, it's in a valley dozens of miles away, but something's wrong with it."

"I'll take you to see it together."

After saying this, Borch's golden figure poked out from behind the big rock.

Without hesitation, Wayne immediately climbed onto the golden dragon's back with George, and flew into the sky amidst the sound of wings flapping violently.

During the flight, Borch also began to describe in more detail the information he detected.

It turned out that after Borch left the underground ruins, he immediately transformed into a golden dragon, looking for traces of the green dragon in the swamp in the air.

But at the beginning, he found nothing, but his hard work paid off. After several hours of persistent searching, he still heard the sound of fighting in a valley.

When he flew over, he happened to see a green dragon besieged by many monsters in the valley, and it was besieged by a group of harpy birds nesting in the valley.

But the strange thing is, it stands to reason that a powerful dragon is not afraid of these small monsters whose claws can't even break through the defense of the dragon's skin, but this green dragon behaved quite abnormally when it was besieged.

As if he was blind, many attacks fell into the empty space, and when faced with the siege, he did not choose to escape, just a stupid passive defense, which seemed very strange.

But even so, Borch did not act rashly, but immediately flew back to the ruins, looking for Wayne and George to discuss this matter together.

For such a result, neither the experienced George nor the fledgling Wayne can determine what happened. They can only decide to fly to the scene of the incident first, and then judge after seeing the actual situation.

Borch's flying speed was very fast. After determining the target direction, it took only about 20 minutes for the two of them to arrive at the valley he mentioned.

But at this time, the situation in the valley was very different from what Borch said.

This is a green dragon with a body length of about ten meters. Although it is smaller than Borch's golden dragon, it is much stronger than his wife Mirga Tabrek. Judging from its physical characteristics, it should be A male green dragon.

Most of the monster birds besieging the green dragon were killed or injured, only seven or eight stronger monster birds were left around the green dragon, making some mid-air interference from time to time.

The Green Dragon's enemy at this time was replaced by a six-meter-tall, ugly gray giant wearing an unknown bone armor.

This giant held a huge wooden stick polished by a log in his hand, and kept waving it to block the green dragon's aerial attacks on him. Whenever the green dragon was far away from him, the giant would pick up stones on the ground , like a trebuchet, smashed hard at the green dragon's body.

They had obviously been fighting for a long time. Both the green dragon and the giant had obvious scars, and bright red blood flowed from their bodies, which was already full of scars.

Seeing this scene, George stroked his mustache, with an obvious puzzled look on his face, and said inexplicably:
"What's going on? Why is the green dragon fighting the giant again?"

"Do they have any grudges? I'm completely confused?"

Wayne was also confused about the situation. Both the green dragon and the giant were quite powerful monsters, and both were intelligent creatures with territorial awareness.

It stands to reason that without a special reason, the two of them would not fight.

And just when the three of them approached the valley, the gray giant caught an opening, and when the green dragon flew past him, its thick palm grabbed the green dragon's tail, and before the green dragon could break free, , picked up a sharp stone from the ground, and ruthlessly plunged into the green dragon's stomach.

Upon seeing this, Borch immediately said in an anxious tone:
"This green dragon is about to lose. We'd better save it before we find out."

(End of this chapter)