Chapter 7 Chapter 4 Saving Ron the Singer

Kant is finally determined to find the missing Ron.The first step of being a heroic knight is to step into the terrifying land of magic, and then encounter a series of adventures, save or be rescued by a beautiful woman, get the true biography of the archmage, or the sword of an ancient hero, these adventures must be like There are also equipment stores all over the streets in Kiluogang City, and Kant firmly believes that he can also encounter twenty or thirty pieces. There are strange sounds everywhere in this dark enchanted forest, sometimes like laughter, sometimes like flute.The subterranean goblin poked its head out of its burrow and opened its mouth and sang, and the voice echoed around the forest like a polyphonic chorus.The wild barks of wild beasts fighting monsters, and the deep growls of giant foot monsters walking.Kant walked cautiously in this theater of monsters.Two hours later he heard a commotion ahead.

"I found them!" "East, right, left, in every direction, surround the dwarves!" "The encirclement is formed, and now all the dwarves are surrounded by us outside the circle!" "We broke into the dwarf's hut. They were scared by us and ran outside. Now we have decided to occupy it for a long time, so that the dwarves outside have no place to live and died of cold!" "Ah! Don't throw beehives into the house, it's forbidden by the war treaty!" Someone is attacking a dwarf village and trying to capture dwarves as slaves?Sounds like they're out of luck, Kant thought.

At this time, in another place outside the forest, the dwarf Az was in his semi-underground tree hole house, watching the purple mushrooms on the wall grow rapidly one after another like bubbles.Sitting beside him was a melancholy young man, Ron, the troubadour he had brought from the city. "What's the noise over there in the woods for? Slaves and money? It's better to live alone!" Azi stretched out his fat black fingers, cut open the mushrooms with his pointed nails, and sucked the juice that flowed on his fingers with relish. "Is the mushroom I cast the spell growing fast? In a while, there will be purple mushroom stewed fat insect soup."

"A dwarf who likes magic? How rare. I thought you all liked to swing big axes." Singer Ron sat huddled on the wet ground. The tree hole was too small for him, and he tried to stretch a Lazy, but the ceiling immediately creaked strangely. "My people don't like me, just like I don't like others. I was determined to change the image of the stormtroopers who only use brute force among the dwarves. As a result, they didn't let me live in the dwarf village, saying that the smell of my boiled magic potion made them Can't eat." "Why did you bring me here? I live in the city by singing and singing, and I have never done anything to harm the dwarves."

"Nothing, I just heard that you are one of the few people in the world who know the original version of the real "Ruo Xinghan Epic". I'm talking about the original version, not the boring version that has been changed beyond recognition." "It seems that in front of me is still a dwarf who loves culture and archaeology? Few people are interested in the original version. People like the version that has been changed to be more legendary and fragrant, don't they? Such as the silver knight got the love of a female dragon, and then Another cave of treasures was obtained, and finally all the women he met married to him, and one-third of them were princesses, so he obtained eighteen kingdoms..."

"Okay, you know what I want. How can a stupid person know the true value. All I want is the lost ancient elf language version of "The Epic of Ruoxing Han." "Look, you have also fallen into some vain fantasy. You must have heard someone say that there are great spells recorded in the original ancient elf language version of "The Epic of Ruo Xinghan", right? How could anyone believe those words? ?My teacher devoted his whole life to collecting the original Ruoxing Han ancient scrolls and studying the ancient elf language, but has he become a great mage? No, he can’t even strike a match. He is just a poor old pedant who is obsessed with ancient culture That's all. And I'm not the good student he wanted, I couldn't memorize those tens of thousands of lines of poetry. So I ran out in despair, you've found the wrong person."

"Well...it doesn't matter." The dwarf Az said, "You should have met me earlier, and I can make you write down everything in the big library, as long as...you drink this." He laughed , with wrinkled faces, holding up a glass of bubbling green potion. "No, don't even think about it. You freaking hybrid maniac, I just saw you put slimeworms in it." Ron yelled, and as soon as he stood up, his head burst through the ceiling and came out through the ground.A tree stump stood on top of his head, and his face was covered with mud and grass roots. But the dwarf Az was already standing in front of him on the ground, put his strangely smiling face in front of him, pinched his nose, and poured all the green concoction down for him.Ron only felt a nausea, a rush of gas rushed from his stomach to his head, he was dizzy for a while, and his head felt several times bigger.No, it's not the feeling, it's really several times bigger, and the stump has been squeezed from his head.

"Oh, that's great. If you drink a few more glasses like this, your mind will be able to hold all the "Epic of Ruo Xinghan"." "Damn! You crappy third-rate wizard, this is your way of 'enhancing memory'? I'm walking on the road, people will think I'm a mushroom!" Ron yelled. Aziz pulled him out of the tree hole: "Well, start to recall now, see if you can remember many things." "Oh... yes. My head is full of the past now, I remember when I was a child I stole the melons from Guman Farm, there were five, four big and one small; I still remember the name of the kid who went with me Well, they were Skye, Wentz, Adair; Adel was wearing a big shirt with two holes and five and a half buttons..."

"Think of something useful! What did your teacher teach you?" "Oh, there are too many, and now every sentence is clear." Ron couldn't help touching the piano beside him, and shouted suddenly, "Where is my piano! It was thrown by the guys who arrested you. No Qin, how can I sing?" "Can't you sing a cappella? Or just read it to me." "No, no, no, no. I can't open my mouth without a qin in my hand, and I can't recite any line of poetry. This is because of my teacher's long-term training." "Oh, hell!" Aziz stood up and turned back and forth by the fire, "Okay, okay, I'll get you one. But don't go far, there are dryads and ghosts everywhere!"

"Okay, do you think I can run with this big fucking head? Besides, I don't want to die somewhere in this horrible wood." Aziz chanted the incantation, jumped up suddenly, and fell headfirst into the soil like diving, and the ground contained him like the surface of water.There are ripples on the surface like ripples.After Ripple calmed down, Azi disappeared. "This is the earth movement technique of the elves? Well, it seems that the potion he gave me is really useful. I can remember every sound of the spell he chanted. It's a pity that I don't have the magic power to drive this spell. But it's not The reason why I don't run away is that in my opinion, there is no place more terrifying than this forest." Ron said, looking around, suddenly shot into the forest like an arrow, and his movements were even more agile than a leopard.

"Where is the singer Ron?" Kant was looking around in the middle of the forest, when suddenly something rushed out from the bushes, and a face twice as wide as a normal person stretched out in front of him. "Ah—the Mushroom Monster!" Kant yelled. "What's it called? It's rare and strange. Isn't it just a little bit bigger?" Ron said angrily, and now his face and body were covered with grass and leaves. "This mushroom can talk?" Kant raised his head and looked around. Ron bumped Kant hard with his big head: "Insert the road sign, pay attention that you are talking to an artist." "Artist, why are you walking in the woods wearing this big mask, but it is really ingenious, how can you make this face so funny? Hahaha." Kant fell to the ground laughing, and Ron stared helplessly. with him. Kant suddenly reacted and immediately stopped laughing and jumped up: "I didn't insert the road signs." "You didn't insert road signs, why are you holding a road sign in your hand!" "My God! Can't you recognize this is a sword?" Kant said angrily. There is a great mission to be accomplished." "Knight Kant!" Ron sneered, "A foot knight with a wooden sign?" Speaking of Kant's sore spot... "I admit that you are quite handsome among the mushroom monsters..." Kant decided to comfort Ron, "but I don't think there is a novel by a sane author with a big-headed mushroom as the protagonist, of course, except for cookbooks. " Speaking of Ron's sore spot... "This is an adventurer's adventure, understand? If a person has not encountered some strange things in his life, then he must be a mediocre man, isn't he, Mr. Road Sign?" Ron fought back vigorously. "Adventures? I know that in those knight novels, a knight will always meet several beauties before becoming a hero, so that he will have infinite fighting spirit, but I have never heard of a knight who will become a mushroom first." "So where is your beauty, future knight?" Ron sneered. "But I know there will be women waiting for you, because housewives are looking for mushroom soup." The two future heroes and today's mean ghost snorted and walked away. "Damn it, where is the singer Ron I'm going to save?" Kant began to wonder when he turned around fifty times in the woods.The difficulty of this task is too high...