I think you can't even imagine the happiness of a warlock.

Different from Chen Zhou's first impression, the caravan is not only composed of merchants, trucks and guards.

When traveling with so many people and goods, porters and foot power are naturally indispensable. Servants responsible for taking care of everyone's lives are equally important. In addition, there are chefs, doctors, clergy, etc. In fact, businessmen The composition of the team was more complex than he imagined.

Therefore, after realizing that there were chefs in the caravan, he decisively gave up the dry food he had brought and went to the caravan for a meal.

Thanks to his good hearing, he occasionally heard some interesting secrets during this period.

For example, a certain lord was at odds with a certain lord, Adolf's baroness and the warlock ran away, no matter what fell on the ground in a certain territory, it was considered the lord's property, and when the neighboring earldom summoned the baron for a banquet, it accidentally escaped and burned ten people to death. Several people……

The gossips from all over the world are picked up by the merchants, who are simply more bards than bards.

After dinner, Chen Zhou habitually came to the upwind place to rest.

"Let's have a good time tonight! yes! yes! yes!"

As night falls, a certain energetic space hamster becomes active again.

Unfortunately, Chen Zhou couldn't stop it yet - as a temporary guard, he had to at least be responsible for keeping vigil.

There were ten guards, three of them guarding the whole night, and seven of them guarding the rest of the night.

The reason why there are so many people in the middle of the night is because people are sleepier then and their lack of concentration requires more people to make up for it.

Chen Zhou was in charge of the first half of the night, and would use wild arcane magic to set off a "magic alarm" before going to bed. Jerry, who had been sleepless all night, would help look after the team all night long.

Since those people were the ones keeping vigil every night, after a few days of travel, he gradually got to know the other two adventurers.

John and Wright, one calls himself a warrior and the other calls himself a warrior.

The difference lies in the emphasis. John is good at guns and shields, while Wright is better at shooting... harpoons.

Because one person's strength obviously exceeded the standard, the other two people in the first half of the night basically just made up the numbers.

These two people were both locals of Fanhua Port. Because their houses were destroyed during the Night of the Fishmen and they were heavily in debt, they embarked on the path of no return as mercenaries.

After all, being a mercenary is a business that uses life as a bet to make money. If you don't have confidence in your abilities or have no choice, who would do this?

"What about you, Brother Tom?"

John, who has been fishing for a living for generations, is particularly curious about this foreigner from the north: "I heard that spellcasters are picked up by carriages when they go out. Why are you here to be an adventurer?"

Because he was poor and weak, Chen Zhou thought to himself, who doesn't want to be a national first-level protected waste?

"Just along the way, and not all spellcasters have money."

In fact, it's just that the mage has money, or in other words, he can't be a mage without money - mortals always have to pay a price for chasing the power of magic.

Either it's money, or faith, or soul, or you have to follow a certain way of life, and there are only a few people like warlocks who buy power for free.

"Oh, then you are in the wrong place." Wright, who was even more gossipy than Chen Zhou, looked around and whispered, "Did you hear that Baron Adolf's wife ran away with the warlock some time ago!"

A very classic warlock joke, but what does this have to do with Chen Zhou.

"Don't you know? Adolf is the smallest person. He has a good background in the military port. He is much more domineering than Ms. Flowers. There are rumors circulating in Fanhua Port that he has angered the people of his territory because of various things!"

"This is normal, mediocre people always attribute their own mistakes to others."

Jerry, a Fengchu with an intelligence level of 9, said this while riding the roller.

Hearing this, Chen Zhou's face looked a little ugly. If Baron Adolf really vented his anger on himself, he would be in trouble. He couldn't reveal his identity as a warlock when he entered White Eagle Harbor.

"It doesn't matter. I can play two instruments and pretend to be a bard when the time comes." Chen Zhou was very confident in the triangle skills he learned in the Children's Palace.

Then just pretend to be a famous triangle performer?

As soon as these words came out, both John and Wright couldn't hold back their smiles.

"Actually..."

The latter thought for a while and continued to reveal: "Baron Adolf already has four or five wives who have run away with the poet."

Good guy, one with the warlock and four with the poet?

"Is Adolf's specialty the introduction of partners to charming people? I've made a note of it. Ask them how many baronesses and magicians have run away? Does the baron keep any female hamsters?"

Chen Zhou refused to ask such boring questions and just waited until the place bought Jerry a beautiful mouse.

"real?"

Of course...it's cooked. What good things can a three-month-old space hamster think about?

"Well, let's talk about it when the time comes. If you can't offend me, you can still afford to hide." Chen Zhou thought, hoping that this baron would not be ignorant of praise.

The first half of the night's vigil went by in a flash as the three of them chatted.

When the second half of the night came, Chen Zhou, who had completed the handover, fell asleep peacefully to the sound of the rolling wheel, which he had gradually adapted to.

There are magic alarms around him and the response periphery, Jerry can also wake him up through telepathy, and the mage armor is available 24 hours a day.

If something goes wrong again, even he will have nothing to do.

There has been no rumored danger along the way. Those who attacked the business trip may have simply given up after seeing so many mercenaries...

……

I don't know how long it took, but a series of sharp alarm sounds sounded in Chen Zhou's mind while he was sleeping.

Instantly awakened by the magic effect, he quickly stood up and picked up Jerry in the cage.

"Good morning, kitty, are we going to chop something?"

After stuffing Jerry into the magic pocket, Chen Zhou carefully observed his surroundings.

The magic alarm that was just triggered came from outside the camp. This kind of magic can screen and exclude objects within a certain range, and is rarely triggered accidentally under normal circumstances.

"Be careful, I heard something approaching." Chen Zhou pushed some sleepy guards nearby.

Even the warlock said this, and the guards who had been dozing off suddenly became alert and woke up everyone who was sleeping.

After a while, several holes were suddenly opened around the camp, and densely packed small creatures jumped out of them.

It was a short, scaly creature with a lizard-like head and a barking voice—a kobold!

These distant relatives of dragons who are good at digging holes and mining are timid and rarely appear in front of their enemies.

And once they appear, it means only one thing - the number of kobolds has gained an absolute upper hand!

As burrows appeared around the camp, a moment later, kobolds rushed over like a tide!