At night in Riverdale Town, when Sean, the night watchman, took a sip of ale from his own pot, the wine stained his beard, there were traces of wine stains on his leather armor, and the flames ignited in the brazier next to him.
Swaying in the dark.
With a habitual frown, Rees, the partner of the middle-aged man who worked as a night watchman, looked at his companion who smelled of alcohol, but he couldn't say anything.
Grace, the daughter of the baron in the town, just disappeared yesterday.
Maybe the captain will come to check tonight.
To be honest, this kind of place is different from other towns in the mainland.
Because the biggest threat nearby is not the beasts and other creatures in the wild, but the legendary creature on the top of the lonely mountain that is famous throughout the continent.
Smaug.
So this is why people in this town relax their vigilance most of the time.
Although the big fire dragon is a threat, it will also clean up threats in the vicinity.
"Shhh" Suddenly, Reese motioned to Sean beside him to be silent.
This old guy seemed a bit like he was bragging about the adventure stories of his youth after drinking some wine in the pub.
The knowledge of an old mercenary is still very popular in this medieval civilization with little information.
The reason why Sean, who is only middle-aged, is called the old guy is entirely because the average life span of human beings is not high.
"Who's there?"
Reese's body tensed.
This was not the first time he had encountered this situation.
He pulled the iron sword out of its simple leather sheath and stuck it on the ground.
Sean, who was still drinking ale from the pot just now, reacted faster, and it could even be said that he no longer looked drunk at all.
Obviously, the person in charge had a reason for arranging the vigil for this pair.
The young Reese is aggressive, while the slightly older Sean is experienced.
The middle-aged man had already grasped the thick hemp rope that shook the bell.
In the dark night, the woods on both sides of the road trembled slightly.
"Bah bah bah."
Along with a burst of sound, a tall figure slowly approached this side.
There was no intention to answer the call.
Reese had already taken off the bow from his back and set the arrow on it.
"Buzz."
There was a heart-wrenching sound from the bowstring, but the ears of a truly discerning person could tell that this long-range weapon was extraordinary.
Its state has been adjusted by its owner to a very good stage, and there will be no oolong incident that breaks off at the first pull.
"tread."
The humanoid figure in the darkness was getting closer.
The outline of the thing in the darkness became increasingly clear.
"Riverdale?"
One step, two steps, Zhao Qian stood there with the woman on his shoulders.
He had injuries on his body, and the woman on his back was no better.
The beast's claws, teeth and scratches from branches can always leave various marks on the skin of these two people.
"You have completed main mission one."
He heard the notification that the ticket transfer task had been completed.
He frowned, feeling that the task was a bit too simple.
Judging from his previous experience, the main mission of the escape world will not be so easy to complete no matter what.
Not something else.
The two people watching the night looked at each other and heard voices coming from the darkness, but they did not relax their vigilance.
After all, humans are also in danger.
"Who's there?"
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Reese shouted again.
His voice had actually been heard by another group of night watchmen nearby, and other people rushed over here one after another.
Still no words.
Step by step, he walked to the light of the brazier.
In fact, traveling through this mountain forest in one day was much more difficult than Zhao Qian had imagined.
At least, he had no doubt that if it hadn't been for the woman on his back who showed him the way several times, he would have wandered around this mountain forest for a while longer.
This was one of the reasons why he carried her.
"call out" An arrow passed by.
The sound of the wind slightly woke up the woman who was already lying down tiredly.
She was not a very hard-working person, but at least Zhao Qian was able to understand this woman's family from the few words of her pleading.
She has other values.
"Oh my god" "It's Miss Grace."
The two night watchmen saw clearly the woman who raised her head under the firelight and her eyes were still a little hazy.
In addition to surprise, there was more surprise in her eyes.
This is a great achievement.
Even though Miss Grace was not the one they rescued.
When people came one after another, Zhao Qian slowly approached.
In fact, what he thought was much darker than what these people thought.
The behavior of killing good people and claiming merit is unavoidable in both ancient and modern times.
As long as the benefits are enough.
Under the firelight, outside the town gate, the defenders who came after receiving the news supported the warrior who had rescued the jewel in the baron's hand.
When Zhao Qian raised his head, many middle-aged people still recognized this boy with wheat complexion.
"It's Glenn" "It's the Glenn who went on an adventure in the Shire" "Glenn saved Miss Grace."
Most of everyone's words were filled with sighs and disbelief at the fate in front of them.
Zhao Qian listened quietly, but he still figured out the truth from these people's words.
Now his identity is that of his younger brother who was exiled by the baron.
He lowered his head so that these people could not see his expression clearly and fell into deeper silence.
To outsiders, it looks more like he is caught in a self-contradiction.
No wonder.
Zhao Qian thought, his eyes twinkling.
No wonder after she killed the three orcs, this woman was a little hesitant after seeing her appearance clearly.
It turned out that she had already recognized her identity.
He glanced again at the woman who was speaking to the captain of the garrison with strength, and at the way the two men looked at her.
This place is definitely not as simple as I thought.
At least In Zhao Qian's peripheral vision, a certain armored hand vaguely touched someone's tempting buttocks
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