This was the first time in Daren's life that he heard the word "mercenary" called out from others.

Although this word is occasionally mentioned in the mainland travel notes left by my father, it has been vague!

The brunette boy who has not had a very rich experience so far has not heard much from this title, but Orwell's face has turned dark.

"He is not a mercenary!" the burly warrior snorted, then muttered in a low voice, "There are no mercenaries here."

"Oh, is that?" The red-haired magician girl looked at the two of them jokingly, then shrugged her snow-white shoulders, "It doesn't matter, we don't need to hire any mercenaries in this trip... just a few small mutant monsters, which can be easily solved."

"Just a junior magician, his tone is really pretty."

The silver-haired lady from the Holy See also spoke at this time, but she did not have the same gentleness and elegance as she always was - the priest named Sarbela had already written her dissatisfaction with the magicians directly on her face: "A junior magician, with five apprentice magicians, dared to speak like this to a group of intermediate adventurers, and she was really arrogant."

"People without fighting ability should shut up if they know each other, otherwise I don't mind the fireball melting someone's beautiful face! - Although someone can cure it by themselves, I think she shouldn't want to try the pain easily, haha." The red-haired magician girl stared at the other party without showing any weakness.

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Although the atmosphere at the entrance of the village was almost solidified for a while, it was finally left alone after Eddie's smooth sailing.

It has been a day or two since the owners of the Magic Tower and the white robes of the Holy See of Light.

In any case, the four types of adventurers have been assembled, and with the forty or fifty villagers of the Door Village Self-Defense Corps, this large team quickly set off for the Dark Valley.

The valley is in the north.

It is said that even if you walk straight through the dark valley, it will take at least two days and two nights. It can be seen that it covers a vast area. In addition, there are still monsters missing in the woods. Almost no one in the nearby village dares to say that he has completely explored this forest land. Even the bold hunters can move around the outside at most.

However, this time following the adventurers, the villagers of the Dor village were able to enter a deeper place.

"Crack, Crack..."

As the team overcomes obstacles and moves forward, the temperature of the air is slowly decreasing, and the trees are getting taller, so they block most of the sunshine. It is clearly midsummer morning, but it feels like late autumn dusk... And continue to move forward for a while, as the fog in the forest begins to rise, the last bit of light becomes blurred and extravagant, as if the sunset is setting and the night is quietly rising.

[No wonder it is called the Dark Valley…]

The ordinary villagers shuddered and got closer to each other.

However, the adventurers were fearless and still stride forward. Orwell was the first to open the way. He waved his giant axe at will, easily sweeping away all the shrubs and weeds in front of him, and opening up a path from scratch.

"By the way, have you ever thought about why that strange tree fairy queen captured the children alive, instead of eating them on the spot?" Eddie broke the silence and suddenly asked.

"Knowledgeable magicians always know more. You are asking the right person." Erin, a girl from the red-haired magician, smiled proudly. "Before I came, the teacher said that the little fairies in nature will try to store fresh food in two situations. One is to prepare for the long winter, and the other is to prepare for the childbirth! And now it is still far from winter, so I think it should be the latter."

"Give birth to offspring? Are you talking about the tree fairy queen's belly...?"

"Yes, many adult butterflies and moths in nature do not know how to spin silk. They can only spin silk and make cocoons during the larval period. So the white silk objects you see are probably not the product of the tree fairy queen herself, but the masterpiece of her offspring in her belly - she spits silk with her belly, right?"

"indeed……"

"So! All signs indicate that she is pregnant because she is preparing a lot of fresh food for her soon-to-be-born children, so that she can capture the villagers' children alive." The magician girl proudly tickled her bright red hair, "So we just need to find the white cocoons first and then cut them open, and we should see the lively people."

"That's great, hopefully..." Eddie nodded.

Suddenly, a rough voice came from the front, interrupting the conversation between the archer behind and the magic girl: "Are you talking about this kind of white cocoon?"

Orwell's voice was filled with solemnity.

He swung out a few axes hard, sweeping away a large shrub in front of him, and his eyes suddenly became clear! But the scene that caught his eye made everyone hold their breath.

In front, there was a giant tree in the dim forest clearing. White silk threads as thick as fingers hang down from the treetops, bent the branches. At the bottom of the white silk was a spindle-shaped white cocoon. The surface shape of the cocoon was irregular, and it was squirming and struggling gently. It was obvious that the poor guy inside was still alive.

The problem is, there is more than one white cocoon!

To be precise, there are too many...

The dense white cocoons were hung on the branches of the giant tree. At first glance, there were at least twenty or thirty cocoons on the tree. You should know that there were only fourteen young men arrested in the small village of Door.

Moreover, looking further away from this tree, although the light in the forest is very dark, the silk threads on the surface of this white cocoon seem to glow faintly, so you can still find that there are many giant trees farther away, and the surface is also covered with such huge cocoons.

In the dark valley like night, it is like luminous trees with fruits, very strange.

"Cheer--"

Just when people were shocked, Orwell had already frowned and picked up a white cocoon with the tip of the axe! The white silky object was not difficult to break, just like a cloth, but it was thicker.

Among the self-defense regiments, several villagers happened to be the father of the child who had been captured. They had stared at the white calluses with wide eyes and their bodies trembled slightly.

How hope are they? The children who come out of the next moment are their flesh and blood!

Unfortunately, to everyone's surprise, the one who came out of it was not the boy from the small village of Dor, nor even a human at all - it was a gray wolf covered in blood!

"Tibetwolf?" Orwell glared.

"Ao--" The beast seemed to have been bound for too long and was a little crazy. As soon as it was free, it rushed towards Orwell, like a body the size of a calf, rising up, and its sharp teeth bit the neck of the burly warrior.

Things happened suddenly!

Fortunately, it was pounced on Orwell. Such an attack would not threaten the life of an intermediate adventurer. Orwell glared at his eyes, and the mark of a warrior appeared on his forehead. His skin quickly turned into copper and iron colors, and then the Timberwolves' teeth returned ineffectively.

Immediately afterwards, the giant axe swung past and the wolf's head flew up.

The life of the Wilderness Wolf quickly passed with the hot blood, and his whole body fell heavily to the ground.
Chapter completed!