Chapter 87 The Headless Horseman is really confused
Finn’s eyes widened and his breathing became tight unconsciously.
This is the noble Baron! Not only did they come to rescue us, but they also personally asked us if we were okay!
The halfling's round face shone with a shimmer, and warmth flowed in his heart. He scratched his disheveled hair and said gratefully again:
"Kind and kind Lord Baron, thank you very much. to the rescue!”
Yeats nodded and looked at the Yisu couple on the other side. He saw the wolf man and the fox woman holding hands and looking at each other with tears in their eyes. They were thankful to have survived the disaster. Then they turned their heads and looked over at the same time, saying in unison:
"Thank you, noble and kind-hearted Lord Baron!"
The team composed of three one-ring adventurers is already quite powerful. Some mercenary groups may not even have a transcendent in them.
But they obviously underestimated the danger of this swamp. After all, the swamp lacked knight patrols and Warcraft grew wildly.
Like the pumpkin demon just now, it is a combination of a pumpkin eroded by magic and the dead souls in the swamp. Over time, it has reached the level of the second level, which is not something ordinary adventurers can deal with.
Yeats asked some questions and learned the names and professions of the three people. He looked at the halfling named 'Fern Axlwheel' and said in surprise:
"Are you an artificer?!"< br>
The Artificer is an inventor who creates items through magic and tools, deriving magic crafts, mechanical creations and gunpowder technology.
The developed cities in the Shenting Empire have reached Renaissance productivity due to the use of magic technology.
However, the Holy See regards magic energy crafts as a technology derived from the Mages Guild. The clergy believe that this will hinder the development of divine arts. After all, the overall productivity has not broken through to the Industrial Revolution era.
Artificers are extremely rare, and human artificers are hotly contested by the great nobles. Although dwarf artificers are often discriminated against, they can also receive high remuneration.
Yeats was very surprised to meet a halfling artificer here.
In an instant, Yeats secretly made up his mind to lure this magician back to his territory!
Although it is impossible to build a black powder gun for a while, the development of a repeating crossbow can greatly enhance the combat effectiveness of the garrison.
Besides, we will be building ships in the future, so the more professionals the better!
Faced with Yeats's question, Finn, who was about 1.4 meters tall, looked a little shy. He wiped his thick fingers stained with black crossbow string oil on his overalls and said immediately:
"Yes. Yes, but my skills are not perfect yet, otherwise I wouldn’t be chased by the pumpkin demon and run away.”
Yeats nodded slightly and looked at the fox girl and the wolf man again.
The two people's names are Irene and Selin, they are a first-level ranger and a first-level warlock respectively. The former is good at bow and dagger, and the latter is proficient in protective spells such as feather fall and shield.
"I would rather die for you than die in front of me." Selin confided in a low voice.
"I love you, baby." Erin snuggled into her partner's arms.
Yeats: "..."
Although it's a bit disgusting, Chenshuangling is at the time when it's time to hire people, so if you can deceive the extraordinary, just do it.
Clang!
Gray knocked on the cauldron, called Yeats's attention, and blinked:
"The sun is going down, Yeats, why don't you cook?"
"You reminded me." Yeats said to the three adventurers, "Find a safe place to take a rest for a while, and you will also Get up."
The three nodded.
When Fein saw Yeats leaning over to pick up the pumpkin head left by the pumpkin demon, he looked confused and said:
"My lord, what are you doing?"
Yeats patted the pumpkin's head, smiled with satisfaction, and said, "Of course I'm going to eat it."
Fern, Irene, and Selin all changed their expressions.
Are you crazy? Can the pumpkin demon’s head be eaten? It was chasing us with its sickle just now!
In the swamp, beside a pond, the flying flies were driven away by Yeats with the prepared potion.
Subsequently, Yeats used the cooking tools he brought and started making vegetarian dumplings using killer vine as raw material.
Watching the baron dissecting the killer vine and looking like he was going to use it for cooking, Finn was already sweating.
Looking around, I saw Irene and Selin whispering:
“This Baron is so powerful, he is actually proficient in food and drink.”
“ It seems that he wants to make the murderous vine into a dish? This is not something that ordinary chefs can do!"
Fern suddenly realized that it is not surprising that chefs can cook monsters. Got it!
However, even a gourmet chef may be at risk of food poisoning if he does not handle the food properly.
Finn became a little nervous for the Baron. He was thinking about whether to give a warning, but he saw Yeats lifting the lid of the pot.
The aroma and mist floated up at the same time. The three adventurers opened their eyes wide and leaned over to look at the steamed dumplings in the pot.
Yeats took a look at the attributes of "Killing Vine Dumplings" and gave it a two-star rating. It temporarily improves the perception of the surrounding environment. It is not a permanent improvement. Bad rating.
Since it was a temporary property, Yeats shared it generously and invited the three adventurers to taste it together.
Finn grabbed a dumpling in the bowl with his bare hands, looked back and forth for a long time, and finally put the dumpling into his mouth after hesitating for a while.
Suddenly, Fein was stunned. The texture was as plump as eating beef, but it also had a light fruity aroma, and the dough also had a milky flavor.
You can tell that the filling is made from plants, but it also has a juicy texture like beef!
"It's amazing..." Finn said blankly, "This is even more delicious than my mother's cooking!"
Irene and Selin looked shocked.
"Honey, is this really the taste of killer vine?" Erin said in disbelief. "It's unbelievable that such an evil creature can make such delicious food!" Selin said in shock.
Gray has already eaten three-star cuisine, and the two-star killer vine dumplings are pretty good, but far from shocking.
She glanced at the three adventurers and thought, I had the same idea as you three months ago!
But now I have bigger goals! Gray's eyes showed anticipation... I will kill a real cologne in the future and bring the meat back to Yeats for cooking!
Yeats himself tasted the vine dumplings.
Suddenly I understand why elf vegetarians use killer vine as a meal replacement...it tastes just like beef dumplings!
The temporarily enhanced perception after eating it gave Yeats a new understanding of the eagle eye technique taught by Herod a few days ago.
When enlightenment slowly emerged in my mind, reminders came to my ears.
"You have learned a new spell, Eagle Eye/Sharp Ear"
Yeats tried to mobilize his magic power to his eyes, and his vision suddenly became extremely clear, and the texture on the bark of the distant trees was clearly visible.
Using the sharp ear technique again, the distant frogs in the swamp, the rustling of pythons across the mud, and the rustling of the wind through the reeds can all be heard.
This feeling of being keenly aware of the outside world is really great.
Yeats couldn't help but smile, and then he had an idea in his mind, using the sharp ear technique together with the discernment technique blessed by the moon goddess.
The art of seeing through has the ability to see through illusions. When combined with the art of sharp ear, it immediately exerts a more powerful effect.
despair! despair! despair!
Yeats was in a strange mood.
I actually heard the sound of ghost horse hooves treading the ground in the distance!
The eagle eye technique, combined with the discernment technique, Yeats's pupils shrank, and he saw a headless horseman riding a dark red nightmare horse, wandering in the forest in an invisible state, like a homeless ghost!
「You have discovered the invisible Headless Horseman!」
Yeats was horrified...the Headless Horseman he was trying to find would actually meet him in this way!
This certainly had some influence on the Headless Horseman.
The sun had just set, and the last of the afterglow was extinguished. In the silent swamp forest, an armored man sat on the back of a nightmare horse, holding a lance in his hand, with nothing above his neck.
The Headless Horseman pulled the reins and turned the nightmare horse around. The nightmare horse snorted, with will-o'-the-wisps dancing in its eye sockets, and stared at Yeats faintly.
A gloomy aura rushed towards me.
The three adventurers also noticed something strange. Finn looked around and said nervously:
"What's going on? It seems to have become cold all of a sudden?"
Yeats quickly drew out his spiritual shield. With his sword, he first added a shield spell to himself, and then the tip of the sword shot out a beam of moonlight. Under the cover of the discernment spell, the Headless Horseman and the Nightmare Horse revealed their true identities in front of everyone!
Finn's face quickly turned pale and he said in horror:
"Headless Horseman?!"
The Headless Horseman is one of the most famous monsters in the Golden Lion folk ghost stories. According to legend, only powerful knights with a third ring or above will become the Headless Horseman after death.
They were ruthlessly decapitated by their enemies. Every dark and stormy night, they would ride nightmare horses and search everywhere for their lost heads.
In other words, the Headless Horseman has at least three rings of combat power and can already crush a mortal army!
The aura of terror is oppressive.
Selin stood in front of Irene, with the determination to die in his eyes.
Irene's eyes flashed, and she stood side by side with Selin, looking back:
"Lord Baron, without you, we would have died a long time ago. Now for this headless horseman, it is up to us to delay the time, and you run away quickly. Go!”
“My dear, I love your clear temperament.” Selin smiled.
"Death in your arms will definitely feel warm." Irene and Selin looked at each other.
The corner of Yeats's mouth twitched.
If it weren't for the lack of extraordinary people in the territory, I would really want to burn you all!
"But I don't want to die yet." Finn cried, "You two have become desperate couples, and I haven't married a wife yet!"
"Huh?" Gray scratched. He scratched his head and asked, "Why does this undead horse look so familiar?"
Yeats said: "It's the wife Luobo kidnapped back to the territory before..."
Fern cried loudly: " Even horses have wives!”
Hillud sent a message:
"The Headless Horseman, are you going to kill or stay?"
"Wait a minute, she doesn't seem to have any plans to attack." Yeats said.
The Headless Horseman held the reins, letting the nightmare horse pace aimlessly. Her hoarse voice echoed in the swamp.
“My head… my head hurts so much…”
Yeats glanced at the Headless Horseman and said calmly:
"Your head is gone, so it can't hurt."
The Headless Horseman was stunned and tried to reach out to touch his head, but found that it was empty. There was nothing, and he suddenly froze in place as if the system was down.
Gray and Herod stared at Yeats at the same time.
The three adventurers also looked back in shock, admiring the Baron's composure.
Yeats coughed lightly and said:
“I’m telling the truth.”
(End of Chapter)