The bodies of three goblins were hung on the beams of the house and swung slightly. The ropes and wooden beams rubbed, making a creaking sound. On the hillside next to the village, three rows of newly built graves were undergoing the final renovation work. Butcher took a charcoal pen and wrote down the names of his relatives and friends on the wood, and then inserted them hard into the wet and soft soil.

"What are you going to do next?" Zhao Mai asked: "If there is only one person, it is not suitable to live here."

Buche didn't raise his head, and repeatedly checked whether the words he wrote were wrong. Hearing Zhao Mai's words, he wiped his nose with the back of his hand, inhale hard, and then said in an indifferent tone: "I can live anywhere, and you don't have to worry about it."

"I want to hire you." Zhao Mai decided to go straight: "You can see that you are very strong and your axe wielding is amazing. I think I will be much safer with you."

"Are you a noble or something?"

Zhao Mai shook his head, "I am not a noble or a rich businessman. I am just a young druid who needs help."

"Need help?" Butcher spat a mouthful of phlegm on the ground, wiped his mouth and said, "Everyone in the world needs help except me, so I don't have that kind of meddling in other people's business."

"We have to continue walking south, and we will get closer and closer to the land occupied by the goblins." Zhao Mai said: "I don't know what you think. I only know that if I were you, I would continue to trouble the goblins. This is a robbery team, and they came out to rob according to orders. Maybe you are not interested in helping other villages, but what about destroying the goblins?"

"I can do this."

"Follow me, at least you don't have to spend the night alone in the wilderness, and there will always be someone to take care of you." Zhao Mai said: "I am a fair and reasonable person and will not treat you badly."

"You'd better do what you promised," Butcher said after thinking about it, "otherwise you don't have the chance to get through to the trial and I'll kill you."

The Paladins expressed different opinions on Butcher's joining. Several people believed that the team should be simpler so that it would help complete the task as soon as possible; others believed that this was a good deed and should not be rejected as a knight. Zhao Mai believed that this was actually a question of marching speed, and when this problem arrived at the next town, buying a strong mule or horse would be solved.

So the group stayed in Wato Town for a while, and Zhao Mai added some equipment to Butcher. Unexpectedly, Butcher was still a picky person, at least he had high requirements for mounts. No horse could catch his eye in the whole town, so in the end he only had a mule and was simply used for transportation.

"Do you know how to ride a horse?" Zhao Mai looked at Butcher's body shape. He was taller than ordinary people, with big hands, feet and longer thighs, but he could not see the impact of long-term riding on his legs and hips, so he had no way to judge.

Butcher shook his head, not knowing whether he didn't want to pay attention to Zhao Mai or his denied riding skills. He saw a large bent blade sword in the blacksmith shop, which is a large slashing weapon that ordinary people use with their hands. It is a length of one meter two. He picked it up and weighed it, asked the blacksmith to add a small weight behind the hilt of the sword, and then asked Zhao Mai to buy it.

This kind of fierce weapon can only be used well by a strong enough person, and Butcher can actually hold it and play with it in one hand. Zhao Mai watched him wave the big knife up and down, and cut a wooden stake into five pieces in a few seconds. His technique is not like the kind of freshman farmer and hunter, but like a warrior after a long training period.

Zhao Mai intentionally inquired about his past, but Butcher shook his head and just said nothing. Sometimes when he was annoyed by the question, he would glar and raise and kick Zhao Mai in the ass. Except for the first time he fell, he avoided it.

Vatto Town is a kind of town with mixed dragons and snakes and lacking supervision. Although it cannot be said to be a thief nest, it is not far away. Iomede's Paladin is very eye-catching here, and the holy emblem of the Sword of Glory can play a similar effect to the "silence technique". In short, they were watched by everyone from the first second they entered the town, but were ignored by anyone, and seemed very unpopular. So if you want to inquire about the situation in the Great Druid and the swamp area, only Zhao Mai and Butcher could do it.

"You mean to let me stay in the hotel, and you go out to find it yourself?" Zhao Mai raised his head from the breakfast plate of blood sausage, fried eggs and roasted potatoes, unable to hide his surprise. "Is there anything that I can't help but know?"

"It is not convenient for you to go to where I want to go. You won't like my friends in the past. You are not the same type of people." Butcher shook his head very firmly.

"Okay, you go. When will you come back? Because no matter whether you can find out the news, we won't stay here for a long time, at most three days."

There was no expression on Butcher's scarred face. He thought for a long time, wondering why Zhao Mai easily agreed. He couldn't tell whether the druid was too stupid or too smart, so he ended up simply saying: "Well, it won't take that long."

He tightened his leather armor, inserted the logging axe behind his belt, and then lifted the bent blade sword. Before leaving the door, he suddenly turned around and said to Zhao Mai: "It's better to close the door tightly at night and not open it for anyone. Trust your hunting dog, it's much safer than your cleverness."

Before Zhao Mai nodded, the door closed. Through the curtains of the room, Buche's tall figure disappeared into the shadow of the alley. This town seemed to be able to swallow everything, whether it was the light of the goddess or the strong man.

After being alone, Butcher regained his familiar feeling. No one was taking care of him. A looming sense of threat blew through the hairs behind his ears, making his muscles tense again. He thought he would never experience this tension again, and he thought he could be reborn in the valley. Unfortunately, things went against his wishes, and the gods deceived him again.

"I really failed." Butcher still felt angry. He had been a mercenary, a bodyguard, and a knight. By chance, he was a jazz for a while. Although there was no fixed castle or land, he had seen the world and enjoyed luxury. But again and again, he always became a persecuted or blamed person. Even if the guy who promoted him was promoted, he just wanted to use him. He found one boss after another, but only understood a truth: civilians without backgrounds could not be truly valued. Although he was careful, he was still no match for the nobles who were specializing in playing tricks. After throwing away his armor and being seriously injured, he fled to the canyon village and rebuilding his life through prayer and family.

The goblin destroyed his last habitat, and he was tired of being manipulated by fate. It is said that the druid lives an isolated life, and maybe that is what he needs. Following Mike for the time being and getting natural protection may be his last chance to get rid of his troubles in this life. Besides, it seems that Mike is a man with some tricks, and it is fair to deal with things, at least he can see it.

Anyway, there is no other place to go, so that's what Butcher thinks.

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