Roel immediately backed away. "Listen, girl, you don't need to be like this, really."

He had tried his best to calm down the elf girl with all his words. If others were here, they would definitely marvel at how he avoided so many attacks from the Wanderer. Even though she was furious and reckless at the moment, her movements were faster than humans.

But Roel quickly became exhausted. During this time, he was constantly brainstorming, and he soon came up with a way to break the situation.

Change the subject!

He opened his mouth and said, "Don't forget your blood relatives Yasur, they are the enemies of our clan.

Don’t forget your cousin Druchi, they are the enemies of our clan.”

Elena was stunned for a moment. This was what parents would often say to their children before the wood elves could speak.

These two words are by no means something that human farmers should know, and judging from Roel's performance when signing his name on the contract and the fact that he often requires multiple people to dictate the contents of the contract separately.

This guy can't even read!

"how do you know?"

After eating and drinking, Roel recalled the soft and glutinous taste of snails. He originally didn't like this kind of food, but the memory of this body merged with him, and many habits were inherited.

But everyone has a bad past, right?

When night came, they returned to the lighthouse with plenty of food and drinks. Apparently the monks had known about the arrival of the new members and had prepared the room.

As expected of Bretonnia, which has simple folk customs... Roel said, "I am a lighthouse nightkeeper. In this way, if you treat me to dinner, we will cancel it."

"Don't worry about so many boring things, such as whether you hindered my hunting or whether I almost killed you."

He said that his name was Estabe, and he was an adventurer from Le Angoulan. He was recommended to find a job. Roel considered the various human mutations caused by the undead pollution of Musilon.

No matter what, I'm no longer surprised.

To be honest, Roel was already quite tall among farmers, just over 1.8 meters tall, but next to him he looked dwarfed, with pale skin and sunken eyes.

A leg stepped out of the grass, firearms were fired simultaneously, thunder echoed in the dense forest, and the branches and leaves of the shrubs fell from the violent attack.

Elena looked at Eustabe's zombie face, and then said disgustedly. "Is the short-lived ghost queen an undead? This job is getting more and more disgusting."

Ostabe showed a shameless look. "Absolutely not, I have always been able to easily attract small animals, such as crocodiles in the swamp or mutated man-eating giant frogs."

Roel raised his hand and smelled it, and almost spit it out. The saltpeter made by the ancient method is still very delicious.

"It's a deer, it's a deer, I want to eat roast venison." Roel muttered softly due to the boring wait. At this moment, the grass was rustling in the distance. No matter what, he would shoot and eat it.

In fact, the night watchman's hut does have four rooms. It is not difficult to imagine that two people should stay in groups to watch the night.

"Hey! What are you doing?!"

Roel handed over all the gunpowder made from elf charcoal to Elena, and the matter was settled.

Eat a piece of black bread brought from home, walk into the dense forest in the south, find an open space, pray to Tal, set the musket in the forest, and let the abundance come with lunch.

In fact, such stores are all managed by lords. There is not much money in the store, and the only valuable thing is the materials inside.

"Remember to bring me some sulfur and saltpeter. The stuff I gave you is not cheap."

But Roel didn't want to believe him for the time being, and he still had to worry about what to eat for dinner. "You ruined my hunting, sir, and I have no dinner!"

"You don't like getting along with people, do you?"

But the projectile missed, because at the last moment Roel discovered that it was a leg wearing trousers.

But he forgot that he had just been pounding black powder!

The fingers left a mark on her mouth. This was by no means romantic. Elena covered her mouth and kept wiping it. "Lilith, it smells like bird droppings. Am I going to see the Pale Queen?!"

Elena took two packages, threw them to Roel, and then worshiped a small grave bag.

But Elena just wanted to take revenge and take back the wood from her hometown forest for burial.

"Thanks, by the way, this time I will take the newcomers to see the first half of the night."

Rather than worrying about Elena, Roel needed to hunt some prey to fill his stomach, be it deer or other jackals, tigers, and leopards, to ensure that he would not die of hunger this afternoon.

He was a little frustrated. His dinner was ruined. No wonder no creature passed by after waiting for so long.

Roel suddenly put his finger against her lips affectionately, and said something soft and mysterious. "Everyone has a secret, right? You tell me why you left the forest, and I will tell you who I am."

Why do you know your bad cousin?”

The missing guest came and went without a trace. Only her figure was like a leaf falling. No one could catch her, at least not humans, especially in an environment as complicated as Bordelao.

Roel could never understand why they liked trees so much. He opened the package and found about five kilograms of saltpeter and three kilograms of sulfur.

The wind rustled the leaves, and Roel hid in the bushes. He had an afternoon, and the bread he brought out had been eaten. Even though it was not beautiful, it was worth remembering now.

And Eustabe got a lot of information about the lighthouse night patrol, such as what situations he would encounter at night.

Everyone has a secret, and Elena only asked for the address of the store where Roel bought the gunpowder store.

"They will pounce on me when they see me, so it was definitely not me who took away your prey, but you scared me!"

"Room 87, No. 69, Bordeaux City, Kenio Alchemy Shop!"

Roel even doubted whether he had met a necromancer, but he said, "Don't shoot! I'm here to apply for the position of lighthouse night watchman!"

And the man was also very frightened. He raised his hand and his package fell on the ground. He looked a bit strange, skinny and bones, but not hungry. He looked more like a zombie or a skeleton. He had a strong back and a strong waist.

Mi Jiu.

The rough man thought for a while. "Okay, but I can only treat you to five pence worth of food."

Quite a bit! Roel was so happy that the two of them went to a tavern in a nearby village. In this way, Roel got dinner, a piece of baked snails with garlic, two pieces of bread and a bottle of terrible beer. The taste was delicious.

Don't mention it, no matter how good the wine in Bretonnia is, the beer is bad.

Also, Roel discovered that this new guy was not a bad guy. He would also help the farmers move things. Although he would habitually use rude language to the businessmen who opened the shop, he explained that he was collecting protection money in his hometown.

Roel sighed and said to Eustabe, "Just get used to it. She is quite nice."

"Remember, you are waiting in front to protect me and see how I perform next."

Yasur (high precision)

Druchi(Dark Elf)

Green Chaos(Wood Spirit)
Chapter completed!