The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

When I went back to Dream Forest again, I couldn't recognize some of them.

Just disembarked, the fleet moored around the pier was full of flags, including Oran, Donglan, the Land of the Mage, and even Bayer's own. It seems that even around a large circle, Bayer did not give up his intention to do so.

The dock is full of busy people, loaded and unloaded, but most notably still adventurers from all over the place, and their configuration shows that at least one of each squad is a "contract brave" with a wristwheel.

And in fact, for those adventurers who want to earn justice points, the Orlando is naturally more popular than the extremely hostile environment in which the war has been retaken, where the scale of the war is smaller and where there is an absolutely safe “safe zone”.

Although most of the adventurers are human beings, there is no shortage of other races here. After all, the advantages of the adventurers' foreign race, let alone the savages and animals of the North, can be seen by lizards from remote desert areas.

“Looks very popular. ”

Leaving the pier area for the forest, the change is even greater, the busy market area, the busy administrative area, the woods, the half-sky wood spirits have their own quick access, the store business looks good, there are busy people everywhere, this is no longer a desert.

And when our Ivy returned here, it also caused a sensation, and when most of the ships were still small and medium-sized wooden ships with thirty or fifty people, the battleship-class giant wooden warships gave a strong sense of shock.

And the big warships had just arrived, and they were doing business directly on the edge of the dock.

“Thorn Garden Dreamland Forest Branch, officially opened! Don't miss the walk! ”

Ben was a giant warship, the Long Green Vine, had plenty of room to carry cargo, so I simply modified it and turned it into a cargo ship and tourist merchant ship. As for the main business, it was naturally a thorn garden war machine of sorts.

Now the giant ship crosses the pier and opens all the hatch doors automatically, which is an event store, and the wood spirits back home are happily doing business.

Iron horses fitted with auxiliary wheels, improvised powered armor, engineering artillery, all kinds of war machines, and, of course, some new types of weaponry that are still being experimented with.

“Buzzing” sounding serrated swords, state-of-the-art dwarf guns, portable dwarf artillery, mechanical shields with their own defensive fields, all new styles await battlefield inspection.

And a good arms dealer, who makes a lot of money while turning the battlefield into a testing ground for his own weapons, then spreads his market with money and improves his commodities, the difference between us and them is that we probably have a little conscience and a position to supply only one side with weapons.

And in terms of sales on the first day, it's going to take a while for these mechanical products to be accepted by the adventurers. After all, whether they're goblins or midgets, the reputation is not very good in this regard, preferring Golden Tooth as a presenter. Bea, I blew myself up in the public... I told you not to name the rocket launcher with a "safety card”, that name is completely cursed!

“It turns out these bastards aren't reliable at all. Forget it, forget it. Someone will always taste it. Let time and performance test it. ”

And we will return to the Forest of Dreams so soon, for other reasons. We are acting in the name of the envoys of the Mullings. The alliance was a success, but when we came back, there was a new problem.

“Has the Land of the Mage sent Bayer as an envoy to negotiate armistice matters? That's really troublesome. ”

The client was not me, but Shelly, as if our relationship had been known by some hearts and minds, so the appointment was obviously problematic. Since I sent her as an envoy, it was naturally impossible for me to set aside the matter, which was entrusted to a golden “rookie" who wanted to torment her to death.

“It doesn't matter, I want to see what those guys are up to anyway. ”

But I personally don't think I'm directly entrusted, and I'm probably afraid I'm going to make some kind of moth, some kind of god unfold or something.

After all, Sherry is a native of the local class compared to my outdoors, and probably cares about the interests of the Mage's country.

The anticipated travel plan has been finalized, and now the Forest of Dreams has been in full swing for a few days, and I will travel to the capital of the State of Bayer, depending on my personal judgment as to whether to check the belligerent Rainy Night City along the way.

Yes, it was just me, and the mission went directly to the capital of the State of Bayer, and I did not follow it, but just set a point of contact in the capital of Bayer.

Instead of being a watched diplomatic envoy, I personally think it would be better to be alone in the shadows. At least, a lot of things can't be seen in the light. If the situation is possible, I would like to see it on the battlefield of "Jihad” on the eastern front. I don't know if I can meet an old acquaintance.

Strolling alone in the new town area of Dream Forest, the scene in front of it is amazing. After all, it was Port Victoria in Bayer six months ago. More than two months ago, it was a magical forest free of smoke, and it became a bustling collar so quickly.

“... although there are a lot of wounded, the adventurers look good in spirit and most people have a smile on their faces. Is that what you expect from the future? It seems that the Forest of Dreams front does not need to worry. Still looking for a chance to go to the front line.....”

It was noon, ordering small dishes at a roadside restaurant, watching the barbarian in the lobby bragging about his adventures.

“Sooner or later, just when our team was in despair, as a big thief, I made a move, a back assassin started, another kick witch demon, a set of skills went on, one man killed witch demon, I Frieda..."

Wait, is this savage a thief? Sure enough, as long as there are more people, there will be anything strange, but when I think of the last ogre thief I met, I think it's nothing, but will the witch be stunned? Either the witch is a spiritual magician with a skull mask or an extra racial talent for savages.

“Brother Holy Knight, alone? ”

Found with a smile was a young priest, a middle-class priest of the Goddess of Fortune, according to the gold coin holy emblem on her chest.

Of course, she didn't come here for any special service or anything, it was a personal hobby of a number of priests who loved God, and the Goddess of Wealth and her followers were always pursuing nothing but wealth itself.

I was stunned first, but then suddenly I realized.

This is the front line of the battlefield. A lot of temporary hunting teams are looking for people here. A place with a lot of people like bars and restaurants is naturally a place for adventurers to find companions. And I'm alone, and it seems like I'm the loner waiting for the team, but strangely...

“How did you know I was a saint? ”

Since I left the cloud tower, I didn't wear the iconic magician's robe. It was just a regular linen robe. I didn't carry it with me. How could I be recognized?

“Sit down, smile, and marks on your hands. ”

Those who have received long-term military training and knight training will have distinct differences in walking and sitting positions. The marks on their hands are left behind during sword practice. As for the smile... the 59-style business smile seems to have become the patent and instinct of the Holy Knight.

“Most importantly, I'm not dissatisfied with the cheap beer here. Even the barbarians in our team complain about the bad wine every day. You didn't even have a frown when you drank it. Instead, you laughed. Your previous days were probably very...”

Indeed, noble knights don't say a glass of beer for these two bronze coins, they won't even come to the low-end restaurants on this side of the road. Only the saints who are used to purging poverty will get used to cheap drinks and black bread.

I nodded, judging a person's profession by appearance and habit, which was not a skill of high skill, but a compulsory lesson for senior adventurers, and it was only then that I carefully weighed the pastor in front of me.

Around the age of eighteen or nineteen, flax-colored short hair is neat and tidy, with some acne without affecting its clear and vibrant face, semi-old deck armor still has oil on it, obviously it is quite well embraced, small round shield and nail hammer is a regular combination of priests, but only small round shield has enchantment, not even a few pieces of magic equipment, obviously not rich.

“... silver is at its lowest, and if this is the captain, the whole team will probably be at its peak in bronze. ”

Her index finger tapped gently on the table and the golden holy light flashed across the table, proving her guess that I was indeed a holy knight.

“What can I do for you? ”

When she saw the glittering light, the priest was happy, but then hesitated. She looked at a solo saint without equipment, so young, and thought she was a rookie. But this control over the holy light was easy. If she was a spiritual saint, it was only possible that she was a high-ranking professional (golden class), and her team could not afford such a harsh role.

“Our team took a well-paid assignment, but our defensive fighters didn't want to do it, so we lacked a melee profession. ”

I frowned, and the mission statement was too simple and seemed to lack sincerity.

For ordinary mercenaries and adventurers, an ambiguous mission statement is absolutely unacceptable, and the more unknown, the more unexpected places there may be, or the employer itself has a problem.

Life is not a game, it is impossible to do it again. The first priority for an adventurer who licks blood from a knife is caution.

Seems to find my dissatisfaction, the female pastor hastily added.

”It's not that I don't want to go into detail, it's the big action of the local Pokémon organization, and we're just part of it, so the specific task requirements will only be known by then. ”

After a little hesitation, I nodded and accepted her request.

“Wonderful! We finally have a shield in the Wood Spirit Cute mercenary regiment! You can take the mission again! ”

“... what did you say? I can say it again. ”

Now, the female pastor was very embarrassed, and she lowered her head and explained.

”We were in a temporary group here, we changed several names, they were all renamed, randomly said one, just..."

In a way, I can understand that after all, the Wood Spirits were more popular in the Land of the Mage. The female fans group spends time in the cafe every day. After work, they can't get rid of it. The one in front of them and her sister, presumably also a Wood Spirit fan.

Although wood spirit enthusiasts are not uncommon, especially for women, all kinds of wood spirit enthusiast clubs have been formed (male Lori Control Club? Those perverts will be sealed), but aren't you afraid to laugh at each other's teeth when you sign up? Somehow I remembered the proven "League of Absolute Gentlemen”, which was another name that I hated so much that I had to be discreet in my name, well, I should be the famous master.

“So, why did your original fighters leave? ”

The implicit guessed something, so I asked.

“... he doesn't like our names. ”

If not, in such a team, the stress and strange gaze men have to endure is even heavier, not to treat others as perverts is also a sissy, I am a little backwards, but when I saw the poor tears of the priest staring at me, I couldn't help but sigh.

“Anyway, let's take a look at the battlefield situation here, we won't be able to stay long, just find a team to fit in. ”

So I nodded, and it seemed like I was just taking the opportunity to do something about it.

“Well, ma'am, at least for the next few days, Saint Roland will be at your service. ”

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The lake is as beautiful and tranquil as it used to be, and the moonlight spills over the lake, and there is no noise around the rest of the Forest of Dreams.

Sleeping Lotus Floating Bridge on the lake walks past, on the floating bed in the lake, sleeping beauty sounds like old times, just a little more blood.

Approaching, it seemed to sense that I was coming, long lashes slightly twitching, as if dreaming of something good, with a sweet smile at the corner of my mouth, gave me some anticipation.

“Much cuter when you don't talk... maybe I expect you to wake up early and upset me. ”

But unfortunately, my voice was not answered, and in the end Emila was helpless to return to calm.

“The sacrifice, is it not enough? ”

It seemed to speak for itself, but it received the expected answer.

“… don't worry too much. The resurrection of the adult mother is only a matter of time. ”

Fresh red Samantha came out from behind the tree, but her calm face seemed a little worried.

I nodded, asking nothing more, and I'm afraid for Emila's sleep, these little guys are much more anxious than I am.

And when I left, I suddenly remembered the little guys I had just met.

“By the way, have you guys done anything big lately? The kind that brings together a lot of adventurers? ”

“… yes, what I was going to tell my father was the expansion of the Forest of Dreams…”