Night Raven Master

Chapter 21 The One-Eyed Badger
Yate, who has been monitoring the gray wolf mercenary team, also noticed some sudden actions from them.

Before that, their actions were chaotic, or in other words, they wandered aimlessly in the forest of depression, but now, they suddenly became regular.

Such a change happened after the thief and the hunter walked in the forest for 10 minutes.

"Is there anything?" After the gray wolf mercenary team got a little farther away, Art appeared at their position just now.

He looked around suspiciously.

There was nothing but rubble all over the floor.

Maybe it's because I didn't observe enough?Art was a little suspicious, and then he was taken aback for a moment.

"Gravel?" He remembered his doubts a day ago, "Why are there so many gravels here?"

Art, frowning, picked up a stone and stuffed it into the inventory.

[Polluted gravel lv2: This is an ordinary gravel, before it was polluted by spiritual energy. 】

"Psychic pollution!?" Art's eyes widened.

This word is familiar to Art, who from time to time gnaws on the book given by Earl Gloria.

However, it was precisely because of this that he felt a sense of crisis in his heart.

Psychic pollution is a condition that exists in every wizard. This is not uncommon. As long as you reach a low-level wizard apprentice, your body will start to radiate psionic radiation.

Although the intensity is not great, these dissipated spiritual energy is a way for many extraordinary professionals to identify wizards.

After reaching the official wizard level, this kind of psionic radiation will reach a state that can affect external things.

Just like the Earl of Gloria, when Art stayed in the castle, he could feel the earl's spiritual energy radiation that was escaping every moment.

What made him palpitate the most was how he felt about the entire castle.

That castle, like a living thing, is a living existence.

Although he didn't have any real evidence or knowledge, from the descriptions in the Potions Basics and Materials Illustrated Book, he roughly understood what the psionic abilities of official wizards would be like.

On the basis of that potion science, some materials recorded, such as a plant called "Wraith Flower", the description above is——

[Special plants that grow in environments polluted by high psionic energy. ]
There is no doubt that high psionic pollution creates special circumstances.

Art frowned, looking at the description of the stone in the inventory, there was only one voice in his heart.

Trouble.

There is only one reason for an area to be polluted by psionic energy——

In this area, a formal-level wizard has lived for a long time.

"Or. Was."

Art took out the stone, stroked it lightly, and then stuck it on his forehead.

After calming down, he entered a state similar to meditation, with a little spiritual power, guiding the pitifully small amount of spiritual energy to touch the gravel clinging to his forehead.

A strong sense of repulsion came, blocking the spiritual energy guided by spiritual power from the gravel.

"It can't be wrong." Arthur exhaled and took the stone away from his forehead.

This Forest of Melancholy should be the area where a wizard once lived.

And these gravels. Art lowered his body, squatted on the ground, and observed the gravels on the ground.

These crushed stones vary in size, but the color difference does not seem to be large, and they should belong to the same building.

Art narrowed his eyes. An official wizard once lived in this forest.

After making such a judgment, there was only one thought in Yate's mind - to leave the forest immediately.

The power of wizards is too weird, not only other people's views, other wizards also see other wizards in this way.

Among them, a large part of the reason is due to the pollution of spiritual energy.

In a place where wizards have stayed for a long time, various abnormalities will appear.

This was something Art didn't know, but the experience and rationality of staying in Earl's Castle for one night told him not to approach other official wizards at will, even if the other party had good intentions.

Because of Earl Glora's "reputation" among the nobles, Art chose to accept Alti's invitation, and it was that night that made him understand the horror hidden under the elegant posture of wizards.

He looked at his palm, and murmured: "Blue-blood devil blue-blood."

What kind of bloodline created these existences?
Now that he knew that this place belonged to a wizard, Art didn't plan to go any further.

The current him, even facing an ordinary bandit, is a bit irritating. This weak physique is a problem for adults to fight head-on, let alone being trapped in an area with great danger?
Without the slightest hesitation, Art turned around immediately and left along the path in his memory.

Feeling the cold mist around him, he raised his head, looked at the sky that was bright but could not see the sun, and tensed his nerves:
"Hopefully there is still a chance to go out."

"How is it? Sheridan?" Loft asked aloud while recording the route while holding a pen.

In his hand is a map, not the fur map, but a sheepskin map. On the pale yellow map, the general shape of the Forest of Melancholy is engraved on it, and Loft, this time At the time, the route was drawn on the map.

"It should be in this direction." Sheridan nodded, "However, the surrounding fog is getting thicker."

A black line appeared across the lower end of the map. It was a "safe passage" marked by countless passers-by with various signs, allowing other passers-by to leave quickly.

Their current location is not very far from the black line, and they only need to walk for half an hour to get there. They are sure that they have not lost their way, and they all think so.

However, they don't know that they are gradually deviated from the direction.

The zigzag route that Rofft had carefully recorded had deviated by almost eighty degrees.

Hope felt a little uneasy. Although he was a little timid, it had to be said that timidity also meant caution.

He always felt that something was wrong with the fog around him.

"Captain." He said hesitantly.

"Coward, are you afraid?" Norton laughed, holding the handle of the ax with his right hand, ready to launch a counterattack against the incoming enemies.

"It's really timid." Solly glanced at Hope. They have been investigating the matter of the Forest of Melancholy for nearly two months. What else is unclear?
Isn't it thick fog and low-level monsters?It would be a little more troublesome if the middle monster appeared, but everything else would be fine.

Even though she said so, her hand was always ready to touch the dagger at her waist.

She is an archer, but also practiced close defense.

Sanger narrowed his eyes, walked to the right side of the team, put the hand shield on his left arm, drew out his long sword, and said in a low voice, "Set up the formation."

Hearing the captain's words, the others did not hesitate, and quickly formed a formation, surrounding Solly and Sheridan in the center.

Nortonk walked in the front and took the half-man tall ax off his back. Thorndike, the swordsman who had been silent all this time, also silently walked to the back and became vigilant.

The knife and shield hand Rand took off the knife and shield behind him, and consciously walked to the left side of the team.

Having cooperated with them for three years, they have formed a skilled corresponding formation.

Thief Hope walked alone on the outside of the team and was in charge of scouting. He was the most flexible, and once he found danger, he would retreat back into the formation as quickly as possible.

Roft also gathered his backpack, stood beside the swordsman Thorndike, and took out his weapon to deal with it.

The eight people stood in formation, keeping an eye on their surroundings.

The fog gradually became thicker and a bit colder, but there was no danger at all.

But everyone did not relax their vigilance because of this situation. They are not a rookie team, so this situation requires more vigilance.

"Slowly advance." Sanger whispered.

He usually doesn't speak at all, but at this moment, he is the most trustworthy. He is calm enough.

Just like a gray wolf waiting for an opportunity.

It is precisely because of this that he can stay firmly in the captain's position.

"Front right!" Suddenly, Hope, who was observing carefully, widened his eyes and pointed to the front right of the team, the angle between Sanger and Norton.

Hearing Hope's words, Sheridan's hawk-like eyes narrowed, and he glanced at the target. After seeing the blurred shadow, he immediately drew the arrow, pulled the bowstring, and shot.

Boom——

call out--

With the sound of the bowstring being unfastened, the arrow flew out.

whoosh-

With a soft sound, the black figure flashed, dodged the arrow, and then slammed towards Norton Ke, biting Norton Ke's exposed strong arm with sharp teeth.

"Go to hell!"

A hint of murderous intent flashed in Norton's eyes, and the ax slashed forward.

However, that black shadow dodged his attack, and the sharp claws left two bloodstains on his wrist, but he was forced away because of this.

Only then did they see the true face of this black shadow——

This is a wild cat-like creature, with a black body, only one eye, and an extremely long tail, like a snake, with a row of fine teeth growing on the snake's mouth.

Roft's expression tightened: "One-eyed snake badger! Be careful!"

The expressions of the people are also more cautious.

Because of its special ability, this thing has broken away from the category of ordinary beasts and belongs to low-level monsters. Its speed is very fast, even surpassing ordinary middle-level monsters.

"Let me do it." Sanger stepped forward and exchanged places with Norton.

A clumsy axe always has its own natural disadvantages in the face of such a flexible enemy.

call--

When the One-Eyed Snake Badger charged again, Sanger stepped forward and slashed obliquely with the gray-silver long sword.

The nimble one-eyed snake badger shrank suddenly, and a flash of light appeared on the surface of its huge eyeballs, and Sanger's long sword speed suddenly stopped.

block.

It is its ability, an ability similar to mind power, that can temporarily block the enemy's actions.

(End of this chapter)