The breeze caresses.

The alder trees gently shake the green branches, like a girl dancing graceful dance steps.

A burly bald man was walking side by side with a young black-haired man in the clearings in the woods, with a lively and active griffin beast following behind them, constantly pulling his master's trouser legs with the furry cushion in the center of his claws.

"Little kid, you suddenly rushed back and found the clues of the four great masters?"

"They are hiding in Maripo, and it is impossible for them to run to the wilderness of Noor City in a short period of time, so I am safe for the time being." Facts have proved that he was too cautious in the past. If the four great masters could sense his whereabouts, they should have come to him long ago.

Now that the other party’s base is determined, there is no need to hide it at home.

Roy turned around and rub Golfin's mane. Why did this guy mess around like a cat with breasts?

"Why isn't it right for Golfin?"

"This griffin is three years old," a teasing appeared on the corner of Resso's mouth, "It's almost the age of estrus. As the master, don't you understand its habits?"

Roy scratched Golfin's soft chin and fell into deep thought. He couldn't find her a male griffin.

"After that being said, when will you attack them?"

"Solve the troubles of the school first." He glanced at the shiny bald man beside him, with sharp eyes. "Reigns is eyeing the school, and you still keep me in the dark! If Yennefa hadn't mentioned to me...who would have dealt with it by yourself?"

Leisuo touched his nose and retorted,

"A dozen guys are at home, one more than one more, one less one less, and one less one less. Besides, you used to be not a fan of fighting alone, we just helped you!"

"I'm not a little bit, Resso, what are the arrangements? Let me open my eyes!"

The two of them walked on dead branches and fell leaves, accompanied by birds singing and cicadas singing on the branches, and rushed in the deep dense forest.

Roy just looked around casually and found more than ten mechanisms - large pits buried by dead branches and leaves with a depth of more than three meters, wooden stakes tied to trees, trigger-type foot covers, and the big bear-catching iron clips that the Oaks brothers are best at.

"Ox was bored all day, and took three apprentices to set traps from morning to night. There were a total of 215 places in the woods!"

Resor carefully walked around the traps full of woods and took Roy to a pond.

The cold wind passed through the gaps in the forest, causing the lotus leaves to tremble in the green pond, and the duckweed stirred the water waves.

The nearby fence wall surrounds a lush botanical garden covering an area of ​​more than two acres... The fence woven by bamboo slices divides it into hundreds of small and exquisite squares, and only one herb is planted in some areas... Mistletoe, crow-eyed potato, and leaf-fed cart... There are also several plants in some areas.

The sun-loving plants that rise from the ground are at the highest level, such as the dead-leaf vine wrapped around the wooden poles. Below it is a plant with less demand for sunlight. It can grow just right by absorbing the afterglow of the branches.

Roy looked at it roughly and found that there were more than forty plants, red, green, and colorful flowers, which were pleasing to the eye, and the fragrance of plant herbs was refreshing.

The death knives, blood crowns, and moon-e wings that I brought back from Skyrim Province... were growing well and some of them had been picked as medicine.

A wooden house is located in the open space in the middle of the botanical garden.

Druid Evelyn at the door of the house was dressed in flowers, mistletoe and bark woven clothes. She looked up and nodded coldly at the two of them, and then took care of the seedlings in the wooden box.

What Roy cares about is that the two "monsters" were on the left and right, and the door god stood on both sides of her like a door god.

From the outside, they are two extremely thick oak trees with a height of more than two meters, and their rough bark is full of strange-shaped tumors.

Above the torso, you can see a pair of grass-gray protruding eyeballs rotating, and the rotation angle even involves the back of the body. A beak-like bulge under the eyeball should be its mouth, which is opening and closing, making a heavy wooden board impact.

The branches like deer antlers are their arms, swinging slowly with the breeze, as if they are doing a slow rhythmic exercise.

Tree monster

Age: 158

Life: 240

Magic: 150

property:

Power: 20

Agility: 18

Physical constitution: 24

Perception: 8

Will: 12

Charm: 12

Spirit: 15

Skill:

Flash lv3: Wave the tough tree arms, whip the target, or tie it tightly, making it difficult to break free.

Hidden LV3: Located in the forest, the tree monster can blend with the plants around the body and completely hide its body.

Perceive nature lv4: It can sense all the movements and stills in the forest within a maximum range of one mile around it.

The Son of the Forest (passive solidification): The tree monster is the gatekeeper of the forest and the favor of nature. It protects animals and plants. The forest rewards its kindness, magic, and injuries. When it is in it, the recovery speed of physical strength, magic, and injuries is doubled.

...

"Ms. Evelyn spent a lot of effort to borrow these two big guys from the Druid Ring of the Skellijah Islands." The bald man, with his hands on his chest, his amber pupils flashing, "As long as someone step into the alder forest, he can't hide their eyes and ears."

"And they have a good combat power..." The big man suddenly grinned and showed a stiff smile. "Karl's five bastards came to provoke him, and was hung upside down on his 'arm', and circled around the woods for a long time, catching a cold."

"The trap of the mechanism, the two tree monsters, and the two forest rangers of Oaks and Seret..." The bald Chinese spoke firmly and confidently, "The protection of the forest area is tight enough. Whoever dares to break in without permission, keep it, let him go without a reply!"

...

The two of them crawled out of the dense forest and saw another thriving scene.

In front of the green cabbage and beet field, people gathered in the yard—the witch hunters who were dressed in a brand new school suit, eleven apprentices, the bards Dandelion, Pusilla, Igsena, the blacksmith of Todaloqu, and the old Moores who were holding their children.

The students in the classroom were lying beside the windowsill and looked at them with their heads and minds.

The disheveled Kalkstan rarely joined in the fun, but his pale and thin cheeks had thick dark circles, and he seemed to be able to fall asleep at any time.

A black dog circled around everyone excitedly, barking, and his tail was swaying like a propeller.

Compared to when Roy first brought it, Xiao Hei gained a lot of weight and his body size was upgraded from sausage to wood.

The focus of everyone's eyes was on two figures in the circular clearing.

On one side is a woman with a moxidan hairstyle, with a toned body, bronze skin, and deep facial features with a strong exotic style.

She was carrying a wooden scimitar.

The witch hunter recruit Carl is located opposite, wearing a light and exquisite blue leather jacket, bows his back and bends his knees, trains his sword to stand on his waist, pointing the tip of the sword to the woman's neck, making a very standard plowing momentum.

Circle around her.

Crazy-

The wind blew from the woods, blew the cockscomb above the woman's head, and a bang on Carl's delicate forehead.

Bang!

Gold-iron attack!

The two figures collided fiercely.

The scimitar tear the air torn apart and drew a white light, slashing towards Carl's waist from the upper right to the lower left.

The primary apprentice shook his wrist, and the training sword on his chest drew an arc of 45 degrees, and cut into the scimitar that was swung by the weak sword body. The muscles on the thin arms raised like earthworms, bursting out with force beyond imagination, blocking the woman's scimitar.

He suddenly stepped forward with his left foot, lifted his hands holding the hilt of the sword upwards, as if he was lifting the winch of the well. The tip of the sword pointed straight to the woman's chest and stabbed forward with his steps!

"Bang!"

The woman barely blocked the attack, then flexibly bent her knees and turned around, and suddenly penetrated the boy's armpits and came behind him. Carl lost his target in front of him and hurriedly wanted to turn around.

The woman turns her wrist with a vertical blade first and turns it into a horizontal blade, pulling it backwards!

"Dong!"

The handle of the knife suddenly rang the bell Carl's back.

He groaned and fell forward with muddy mouth.

Before he could get up, the cold scimitar was put on the back of his neck.

"I announce the tenth competition!" Lambert yelled with his hands on his chest and his eyes around him, fearing that the world would not be confused, "The winner Cantilla. The total score is 9 to 1, Carl won!"

Cantila danced a dazzling string of sword flowers in her hand, and inserted it back into the scabbard at her waist, with a smile on her face that was slightly hard.

I was taught a lesson by this teenager, who was as beautiful as a woman, nine times, and finally got the scene back!

The crowds of onlookers became as lively as if they were in a panic.

"Sister Cantilla is mighty!" More than a dozen apprentices as thin as cheetahs gathered around the woman and cheered, and they were happy to see the undefeated myth among their peers ended.

Who told that guy always regards himself as the boss, exploits and punishes them!

The boy got up lonely without saying a word, pinching the hilt of the sword tightly, his face turned gray.

"Hehe, Carl, I can't beat you..." Arkham said with a smile, "But I won't lose to an ordinary person, I won't give her a chance to compete!"

"Don't listen to this guy bragging!" Monty shook her head disdainfully and put her arms around Carl's shoulder comfortably, "If it were him, nine to one should have done the opposite!"

Maojiu took off her sunglasses, and her gray-green pupils burst into a hint of satisfaction. Finally, there was a chance to hit her disciples, "Is it arrogance all day long, finally paying the price?"

"Sorry, teacher, I'm embarrassing you." Carl didn't dare to turn around. He could imagine the ridiculous faces of more than a dozen friends and Vicky's disappointed expression. A witch hunter lost to an ordinary person, and even a woman!

"Don't apologize to me! Do you think that after the Green Grass Trial, you have super-class physical fitness, and nothing else is optional? None of them can be left behind in swordsmanship or practical experience!"
To be continued...