"Please, please stay, sir." A strong man in a mail armor hesitated to come to Griffith. "I am the captain of the militia. Who are you?"

"Griffith Brandon, trainee knight, second-class captain," Griffith nodded calmly to the militia captain. "Where is the village head?"

"I am the village head, brave apprentice knight," the village head with gray temples emerged from the crowd. The look of panic and tension on his face hasn't faded, and he looked his reinforcements up and down.

The village head looked at Griffith's equipment and armor, then at the blue ribbon at the neckline. The battle to defeat Goblin just now is still visible to everyone. The village head looked up at Griffith with respect and gratitude. "Thank you for saving us. I really. I don't know how to thank you enough."

Just pay, I'm short of money. Griffith glanced at the village head and looked around again. He swallowed the words that jumped to his lips, stepped forward and pounded his left chest: "Dear village head, the news in the town says that more than 200 Goblin communities will attack this village at any time. Presumably you already know."

"Yes, Mr. Trainee Knight, the boys in the village found their trail," the village head nodded. "We are armed and waiting for the support from the town."

"The militia in the town won't arrive until tomorrow. It's hard for you to get more reinforcements tonight," Griffith said. "Please call the young people in the village to prepare fortifications. I ask for command of this battle as petty officer Wang Guojun. In addition, I need some weapons and food. "

The village head agreed to this request without difficulty, and took the trainee knight to a mansion in the middle of the village. The rescued villagers rushed to thank them and gave Griffith two pieces of bread, milk and some bacon. A dozen villagers armed with wooden guns, hammers and axes gathered outside the house and looked nervously into the house.

After walking for half a day, the trainee knight took the food, swallowed bacon twice, and then sat in the village head's room with sweet milk and bread and ate it. While eating, he also drew a sketch with charcoal pen and gave it to the village head.

"This is?" And the village chief and militia captain looked at the concise sketch, and then looked up at the trainee knight.

"Just after the attack was thwarted, Goblin should be able to stop for a few hours before entering the middle of the night. That's the really dangerous time. We must finish these projects along the entrance road of the village within two hours, "Griffith said, looking at them seriously." The amount of projects is not large, but it is related to everyone's life in this village.I need all of you, adults and children, to work together and finish it immediately without compromise. "

Civil engineering is our glorious tradition of worshipping Yellan's army. Griffith gestured on the paper and briefly explained the main points of the project.

"Is it really useful to just decorate wooden walls and earthen barricades, or in villages?" The militia captain asked guiltily, "The wall of our village is not high."

"The core of defense is not these wooden walls, they are just part of my plan." The apprentice said while eating quickly.

"What is the core? !” The village head immediately took the topic over.

The trainee raised his right hand, thumped his sturdy chest, and the armguard knocked on the armor to make a dull noise.

"Me."

……

Just as the militia captain went out after reading the sketch, the villagers gathered outside the house suddenly gave a scream.

Before someone could explain what had happened, a tall, slender and unusually beautiful woman appeared at the door. She was wearing a silver light armor with complicated ornamentation and a dark green half-length cloak. Slender and elastic waist with dagger and dagger, black boots wrapped with silver ornaments, and a beautiful recurve bow on the back,The bow is made of purple shirt wood, which is closely attached to the bowstring. When she lifted her hood,

Two pointed ears appear in the smooth black long straight hair.

The villagers became more agitated.

"Elf?"

"Why do elves come to our little place?"

The villagers gave out bursts of exclamations. As a mysterious and powerful race, elves occasionally appear in the big cities of the kingdom for trade, and other times they just swim in the dense forests and rarely appear in small and medium-sized towns, not to mention small villages.

"Noble lady, what can I do for you?" The village head left Griffith and ran to the beautiful elf lady, rubbing hands.

"No need for ladies. I'm Galatea. Although our life is longer than yours, I'm not old!" The elf archer shook his long black straight hair like a waterfall gently, looked at the village head with beautiful eyes, then looked at Griffith who was eating in the back covered with blood, and said with a smile, "Gentlemen, I'm here on a mission.By the way, two hundred Togolese Brin are gathering in the forest to attack you. "

"That's really, really great, not right, not good. Beautiful Miss Elf, the town told us that there would be reinforcements. I didn't expect that just Goblin would bother you with such noble. "The village chief thanked you pour out.

"Just goblin? Goblin is very dangerous. Don't underestimate it, "Galatea said earnestly, looking down at the village head one head shorter than himself." Besides, I'm not here to help deal with Goblin. "

Griffith sat at the table and watched the elves talk to the village head. This beautiful girl looks very serious when she speaks, but her tone is full of excitement and happiness that can't be concealed, just like a deer jumping around in the forest insisting on a proud posture. Her every move exudes elegance and comfort.Griffith looked at Miss Elf with ecstasy, and he was actually jealous of the village head who could talk to her.

"To sum up, I need a clean hut to have a rest, clean drinking water, milk and oats, which should be cooked! I'll pay your money as a fee, "Galatea ended his conversation with the village head with a string of demands." Hey, little brother in the army, can you wash yourself and come to me? "

Me? Griffith couldn't help pointing to his face.

"Well, it's you!"

……

After cleaning the armor with well water and carefully scrubbing himself, Griffith carefully looked left and right at a water tank. The angular face can hardly see the tender temperament of the 17-year-old boy, and the short black hair is slightly curled. Although it is not handsome, at least it is not sloppy.

"Are you an extraordinary person?" The clear voice sounded behind me, which startled the trainee knight.

"I saw you fight just now. You can feel the subtle breath of power in your body, and it should be the extraordinary candidate who is still in sequence 9! " Galatea sat on the nearby eaves, holding his slender straight legs, cocked his head and looked at the trainee knight looking around below. "What is the most powerful creature you have ever dealt with?"

"have you dealt with it?" Griffith wanted to think, "I was poked by a troll, beaten by a troll, and my ribs were broken by Bi Meng."

"Ha ha ha ha! Isn't this all being beaten and beaten! " Galatea's eyebrows and eyes turned into curved crescent moons. "Bi Meng broke his ribs, so why are you still alive?"

"It's just a brush by the wind pressure."

"Uh-huh, the Iron Eagle Medal doesn't seem to have any amazing achievements," said the beautiful elf, deftly jumping from the eaves and glancing at the light blue ribbon around the collar of the trainee knight. "I've met Bi Meng. Do you have battlefield syndrome?"

Many of the soldiers returning from the bloody eastern battlefield will be tortured by the terrible memories of the past. For veterans, this is nothing to hide, even like scars, it is a medal of honor. On the battlefield as terrible as hell, the cheerful guy will be suspected to be crazy.

In this world, madness is even more terrible than death.

"Occasionally, my hands tremble and have nightmares," Griffith whispered. "There is no experience of losing control."

"Not bad, um, not bad," Galatea nodded. "The quality of boys trained by the Rangers and Junior NCO School is not bad ~ Although you are not a big hero, as a starting stage, it is still within my acceptance range."

Ordinary soldiers are really sorry for you. Griffith muttered in his heart, while scanning the costumes of elf girls in front of him, and found that they were all arms, unidentified ornaments and lights that he didn't know.

This is an elf nobleman with enchanted equipment, and there are not a few of them.

"So, Goblin, do you understand?" Galatea looked back from the trainee knight and looked him in the eye. "What's the matter? What's with your confused eyes? Ok, I'll tell you. "

"I followed Goblin for a while and determined that they would attack tonight." Galatea walked towards the village with the trainee knight. "I need to search their nests. Protecting this village is not my task. In fact, I can't resist hundreds of goblins. When Goblin attacks, I will look for opportunities to leave. "

Why does everyone want to go to the nest.

Griffith looked at the elf in surprise: "There are some militiamen in the village, and I am here. With your help, it is not unrealistic to rely on the village wall to resist more than 200 Goblins."

"It's not only the goblin kid," Galatea walked to the village, until he came to the wooden gate. "The goblin shaman and goblin warrior will be produced in the ethnic group of this scale, which is the higher-order unit among them. After they are added, these two boards can't stop. "

"Please wait a minute, if the enemy really has such strength, isn't it too dangerous for you to go deep into their nest again?" Griffith asked incredulously.

"With this village and you attracting their attention, there won't be too many left-behind troops in the nest, and I'm sure to sneak in and finish the task and run away! So ~ I hope you can persist as long as possible. " Galatea said, "how? Afraid! I can consider taking you to attack the nest instead of staying here to die.Your chances of surviving by running for your life in the dark night are close to zero. "

I heard this. Griffith turned around, stepped forward in the face of Galatea, and looked her in the eyes.

The elf girl met the apprentice knight's eyes and looked him in the eye without fear.

Now, Griffith realizes that he has two choices-1. Ask Galatea to leave with him. 2. Stick to the village.

Why is this elf telling me this? Griffith denied the elf's proposal without hesitation in his heart. If the enemy really has such a scale, it means that there will be no reinforcements in this village if he leaves again, and it is a high probability that Goblin will completely annihilate him.

It's one thing to get a good treatment when you receive the task, but the slaughter of more than 100 human compatriots is stepping on the intolerable bottom line.

"This kind of temptation is not cute at all, Miss Galatea," Griffith shook his head. "I will not let this village be destroyed by Goblin. Such a thing is unheard of, and I will not let it happen in front of my eyes. If there are strong Goblins among the attacking enemies, let them try the courage of eagle flag soldiers. "

"Where did you get the eagle flag now? Can you beat the superior Goblin with more than two subordinates? " Galatea opened his eyes wide.

"I will perform my duties until the last minute." Griffith answered without wavering.

Galatea shook his head slightly: "But you still can't keep it if you have the courage!"

"I need information," Griffith said. "Please tell me what you know about Goblin."

"All right ~" Galatea sighed, drew a sketch of Goblin's outline on the ground with branches, and said while gesturing:

"Goblin is a cruel and timid creature. Common kids or soldiers are only slightly taller than human children, but they are more powerful. Most of them are agile. "

Then, beside her, she drew a Goblin with a height of three times:

"This is the Goblin warrior, and the Goblin shaman is a rare high-order Goblin. The former has the strength and endurance comparable to that of a human warrior, while the latter is a caster who is good at planning and poison. "

"How is the ability to cast spells?" While listening, Griffith recorded it in his notebook. "The spellcasters who are covered in battle are very difficult to deal with. If the other side has a great threat, I will kill them first."

"Very ordinary, their magic affinity is not strong, and their configuration is neither fast nor accurate, but the poison is used smoothly." The elf drew another image of a short shaman. "In the community of Goblin, the shaman's position is more like the role of spiritual leader and counselor, and he won't throw fireballs at you far away."

"Is there anything else?"

"Goblin hero," Galatea rubbed his head, and didn't know how to draw it. He simply drew a guy who is bigger than the Goblin warrior. "He has unique Wushu or ability, which is no longer an extraordinary person we can deal with. If we meet him, we'd better run for our lives. What are you asking the villagers to do? "

While they were talking, the villagers had moved in a lot of wood and building materials according to Griffith's simple arrangement before. Griffith briefly talked about his own defense plan. After the sun goes down, under the condition of lighting torches, the villagers can finish it soon by working together.

"Emmm……." After listening to the simple plan of the trainee knight, Galatea lost in thought.

"Ranger, what's wrong with us doing this?" While directing the construction of the village head said, could not help but leaned in and asked.

"Nothing, go ahead," Galatea put his hands on his chest. "You are quite quick."

Obviously, the village head was very appreciative of the elves. After Griffith's proposal was instructed by Galatea, he was greatly encouraged and immediately encouraged the young people in the village to work harder.

"This fortification is not too complicated, so it must be completed soon," the elf looked at the villagers in labor and continued to say to the trainee knight. "Goblin has a strong learning ability, and the individual who survived the battle will quickly share his experience with his peers. They take the reproduction and maintenance of population as the highest goal. If we can plunder enough materials,They don't put too much effort into solid defense. At least ten years ago, that's the record. "

"More than a decade ago?"

"Yes, about seventeen years ago," Galatea wanted to think, "Goblin's massacre of villages is not unheard of. They once caused terrible riots in the eastern continent, and were finally suppressed by the Coalition forces. Their ethnic groups have been erased from the map and have not appeared again until recently. However, after so long time,The Goblin that appears now is not the same ethnic group as the Goblin that year, and there may be differences in habits. "

"So."

"I'll stay and have a look ~" The elf's mouth slightly tilted. "Your answer just now is qualified. I don't know how long it will take to find my target when I enter their lair. If the Goblin Brigade comes back at this time, I will publish my book. Being able to consume a little Goblin's strength as much as possible here will make my next action more successful.I've decided, trainee knight. I'll stay and help you tonight. "

Griffith nodded in surprise and then asked, "What is the notebook?" .

"Nothing," Galatea added, "but you have to help me go to Goblin's lair after the attack is defeated."

"with pleasure!" Griffith hurriedly replied, "As long as we can hold out until the day, we can get support from the town. Tonight, my tactics are divided into. "