After finishing the work, the sword returned to the sheath and Deyoulan returned to the team.

"It's not bad." Valia said, she was more ridiculous than praise.

"Thank you," said Deyoulan, "I mean nothing."

The Elf Ranger pulled the corner of his mouth and said you are fat and panting.

As adventurers, they look down on them. In the eyes of Amelia, who is a mountain citizen, she goes to pick up the weapons of the werewolf. Simple is simple, and it is better to have one than not. Those weapons can help villagers resist the enemy. So far, there are still villagers using wooden sticks or rakes. In fact, for Deyoulan, one inch long and one inch stronger, those things may be better.

Amelia held two guns and three axes, which looked too funny. Deyoulan helped to take one, and Vine helped to take two. At this time, one hand and one axe were cut while walking. All the bushes on the road were affected. No matter what the beetle or a butterfly appeared, they were excited and turned around half a circle. It was a whirlwind slash.

“It’s not far ahead.”

Next, no werewolves were found along the way. After crossing a clear stream and walking out of the dense forest, I saw that small village. It was really a small village, with only a dozen households. There were no sentry towers outside the village, and no large wood was used to nail them into the soil to form a wall. It could be said that it was undefensive.

The reason why such a small village can stand is probably because there are no ferocious beasts around. The hunters of ordinary beast villages can be dealt with. Goblins are very weak, and werewolves are not common, and ordinary werewolves can also be dealt with. It seems that this time the villagers organized the zombies to drive away several times. The difficulty lies in the fact that they cannot completely drive them away and eliminate those guys.

There was a patrol team outside the village. Amelia was sharp-eyed and waved her hand and shouted when she was far away. Then she left the team and ran over excitedly.

"Uncle Martin."

"Amelia?"

"I'm back, I'm bringing the adventurer back."

With a gun, Martin looked out of the village. He was worried for a day that Amelia would encounter an accident when she went out, but she should have gone there by herself. Now it seems that the child is now grown up and can stand alone. He can actually leave the village alone and find Rongen, find the Adventurers Guild, issue a commission, and finally bring the Adventurers back.

“Good job.”

"Hehe." Amelia scratched her hair.

A young boy walked out from behind Martin, dressed in a bow and arrow, dressed in a hunter: "Those adventurers... are no problem."

At first, Amelia had already believed it completely. She chattered about the incident of a gigolo team that happened not long ago, describing how powerful Deyoulan was, not only knowing swordsmanship but also spells. The three gigolos were killed in less than a minute. By the way, she also told the story of her staying at the other party's house. She was really a powerful and kind adventurer.

The more the boy listened, the ugly his expression became: "Why should he treat you well? He must have ulterior motives."

Even though the reward was not much, I still accepted my entrustment. Then I let myself stay at home as a stranger, with fruits and pastries. The dinner was so rich. I had never eaten such delicious food. This was the first time I had a hot pot. The hot pot was so amazing. I soaked the thin slices of meat into the soup and stirred it out, and then wrapped with chili. It was so delicious that my tongue had to swallow it. I slept in the study at night. The silk quilt was so comfortable that I couldn't sleep with such a quilt. It was so embarrassing. From beginning to end, I had never done anything suspicious to myself. What a good person, Amelia was displeased. She retorted: "You have ulterior motives. Everyone is bad people."

In fact, Martin also felt suspicious. Adventurers should not be so kind, and it is too rare to be an adventurer who knows both swordsmanship and spells, but there is no evidence.

The boy was still saying, "Amelia, don't be deceived by others. He is kind to you... Well, it must be to trick you into it and then abandon it after the game."

Amelia said: "Mr. Deyoulan has a lover, and he is the one next to him, a very beautiful elf. He doesn't even look down on me."

Is that an elf? Martin looked at Valia at this time. Judging from her hair color and figure, she was a forest elves. The high elves were smaller. The forest elves were generally kind, but the high elves were quite cunning. Then he saw Deyoulan, and there was no problem. What happened to the last little girl? Seeing that the other party was getting closer and closer, he whispered: "Don't argue, come here."

Vine first, Deyulan and Valia followed, and they walked into the village.

Martin has been an adventurer before, and he knows how to deal with adventurers.

After all, the boy said "It doesn't look strong at all" and "like those playboys." He didn't give up until Amelia shouted "Shut up". Finally, they were led home by Amelia, and they still had to take a break after wading through mountains and rivers for so long.

"Vine, hurry up."

Although only a short time ago, Amelia and Vine became good friends. She led the little girl to run home, and Deyulan and Valia walked behind.

"The boy liked Amelia just now." The Elf Ranger said so.

"It can be seen." Deyoulan thought to himself, his performance was too obvious.

"I am very hostile to you, and I regard you as my rival."

Deyoulan smiled: "The little boy can't pick up girls at all. His doing so will only make Amelia hate him even more."

"You seem to be good at picking up girls?" Valia asked.

"Not at all."

Valia looked at Amelia's back: "The boy already knew he liked it, and Amelia seemed to know nothing."

Deyoulan smiled happily: "Poor little boy."

Valia glanced at Deyulan with her eyes slanted: "You seem to be very happy."

"It's okay," said Deyoulan. "If you were innocent and someone was in trouble, would you be happy now that person is unlucky?"

"happy."

I came to Amelia's home, a rather simple home, with no problem of sheltering from wind and rain.

A bird with beautiful tail feathers, smooth and beautiful pebbles, squirrel tails, wolf teeth... Amelia showed Vine her collection.

Deyoulan looked around. He had known for a long time that Amelia's parents died in an accident and were living alone. However, because of this, the girl had been learning marksmanship with Martin. She was a warrior at a young age and was somewhat influenced by Martin, who was once an adventurer. She was quite wild and could do something to go to Rongen alone to find adventurers. Later, she was willing to go out of the village and become an adventurer.

Valia soon learned about Amelia's life situation, gently hugged the girl and stroked the girl's soft blonde hair.

"Eat some food first, take a break, and then go out." Amelia said as she ran out and lived well at Deyoulan's house. Now everyone is here, and there is no one in the house that can be taken advantage of. She wants to go out and ask the aunt next door to borrow something.

Deyoulan called the girl in time and said that she would just eat something casually. She bought a lot of bread in Rongen in the morning, otherwise she would make some mushroom and wild vegetable soup. In fact, he did not have any special preference for mushroom soup, but he just happened to see it in the kitchen. In this way, the girl would not have to worry about why she couldn't take it out.

Amelia was preparing mushroom and wild vegetable soup, and Vine tinted everywhere, while Deyoulan and Valia were sitting by the stove.

"I remember when I was a kid I liked to eat mushrooms, and I had to eat mushrooms that were as big as the sky."

Valia said: "When I was a kid... I can't remember what happened a long time ago."

Deyoulan asked knowingly: "Hundreds of years or a thousand years... How old is Valia?"

Valia's expression changed: "Don't you know that you can't ask the girl's age?"

Deyoulan said to himself: "I guess, I'm two thousand years old?"

"have no idea."

"Three thousand years old?"

"have no idea."

"It's enough to be beautiful, it doesn't matter if you live ten thousand years old," Deyoulan said.

"Shameless."

Amelia was right next to her. She heard Deyoulan say and laughed: "I also think Mr. Deyoulan is so shameless."

He picked up the dry branches and stuffed them into the stove. The branches squeaked. Deyoulan joked: "Amelia, do you know? I, I can be said to be the most loyal person in the world... Why? I, I can swear that no matter now or in the future, even if I am old, I will always like beautiful girls."

Valia laughed, too.
Chapter completed!