Chapter 116 Female Fire Dragon: Misunderstanding!
Finding teammates is an essential part of an adventurer's career.
Everyone wants to find a big guy to lead them, but the reality is that the quality of adventurers varies greatly. It’s okay to recruit normal teammates and have normal adventures.
But if you accidentally open a hidden version like Sato Kazuma, it will be a big deal.
You don't want your teammates to be so exhausted after shooting a big bomb once a day that they lie on the road waiting to be picked up, right?
Well, if it's a weak beautiful girl, that's another story.
Although I need to find teammates, who should I find?
The first person Dal thought of was the strategy team, who were the most elite adventurers in Bed City.
However, through the previous battle, he realized that his fighting style was not very compatible with the strategy team, and it was a bit awkward to cooperate with them. Perhaps it was because Tel and the others had already become like Leon and could not accept a swordsman with a different style from Leon.
In other words, those teams with fixed combinations are not suitable for you to join.
So we have to start with the individual players. Who else among the silver-level players he knows is a lone wolf?
He suddenly thought of someone who was not an adventurer—the magician Roger.
Although Dahl found it difficult to deal with the man's frivolous character, he admired Roger's "Invisible Flash Stab" fighting style. This is how fighting should be done, with a sudden and fatal blow!
When he was a child, Dahl fantasized about becoming an assassin walking under the moonlight, and taking out his targets neatly and elegantly without anyone witnessing.
However, now it has become a swordsman who sneaks into a group of monsters and performs a musou. After performing the musou, all the monsters are dead. In a way, it can be said that there are no witnesses.
Fulfill your dream in an alternative way.
If we could get Roger's help, it would be easier to explore the Fran Fortress.
Whenever he thought of the Fran Fortress, Dahl couldn't help but recall the scene of himself escaping from the Fran Old Wolf.
The reason why he is working hard to conquer Sion is to see Old Wolf again.
He also couldn't understand why he was so obsessed with seeing the old wolf again, knowing that he wouldn't have the courage to accept wolf blood even if he saw it again.
Perhaps there was a feeling guiding him, and Dale subconsciously felt that he would regret it if he didn't see the old wolf again.
He shook his head and stopped thinking about it for the time being. He looked at the sun hanging in the sky. The bright sunshine sprinkled on his body, blowing away the gloomy and terrifying feeling he had acquired in the dungeon.
Take a day off for now.
After being sent back to the bonfire by the soul-sucking ghost, Dahl took the initiative to leave the dungeon. If he died again, he would have no soul to use. The vague pain coming from deep in his head made him dare not take any more risks.
Thanks to the teleportation crystal generously sponsored by Count Charon, and the fact that Dal had stopped while he was ahead and rarely visited the Resurrection House these days, he had some extra money on hand.
"Buy some delicious food to reward everyone."
Weighing the heavy bag of money in his hand, even Dahl couldn't help but smile.
"Boss, can I take the meat I ordered last week in advance?" He came to the familiar store and greeted the boss.
"Of course, we're here a long time ago," the boss with a face full of flesh said, "Wait here, I'll help you fix the cart."
Dahl nodded and sat down in a random chair.
This is not a butcher's shop or a tavern, but a monster workshop!
Adventurers will bring the hunted monsters to the Monster Workshop for disassembly. If it is convenient, they can sell them directly to the workshop and only take away the materials they need.
Dal has had a relationship with this monster workshop for several years. He asked the boss to help him purchase some low-level monster meat every week, preferably pig and cattle monsters.
Monster meat is edible for humans, but it is not very tasty and does not have any magical effects like increasing strength, so monster meat is relatively cheap when recycled.
But Dal's wolf pack likes to eat monster meat and can only hunt ordinary wild beasts in the forest, so he comes to buy a lot of meat every week to improve the wolf pack's diet.
"Here you are again, Brother Dahl," a middle-aged decomposer came over and said familiarly, "Can adventurers earn a lot? I see you come here every week."
Dahl shook his head. "Just barely."
"Haha, I can hear fatigue in your tone," the disassembler laughed twice, patted Dahl on the shoulder and said, "Adults need adult ways to relieve stress. How about I treat you, my old customer?"
Dahl thought of something, frowned and said, "I don't go to a brothel."
At this time, the disassembler just handed a glass full of cold beer to Dale.
"What? Who said I'd invite you to a brothel? What do you think about every day, little brother?"
“.”
Dahl turned his head away instantly, his face slightly red, which made the disassembler laugh.
"I don't drink." He held it in for a long time before blurting out these words in a huff.
"Hey, don't say that. I won't laugh. Anyway, it doesn't cost you any money, so just drink a little."
Dahl stared at the beer. The yellow liquid was bubbling up, and a layer of water droplets formed on the surface of the cup. The aroma of wheat juice penetrated into his nose, and he could feel the chill just by looking at it.
This must be a nice cold beer.
Dahl's throat moved and he reached out to grab the wine glass. After a few seconds, he stared at the empty glass in a daze.
When I came to my senses, I was already drinking heavily!
"It seems that you have accumulated a lot of fatigue. How about I buy you another drink?" The decomposers were frightened by the way he drank.
"No, no, thanks."
Dal waved his hands quickly, his face flushed. The cart was ready with a mountain of monster meat on it. After paying the money, he quickly pulled the trailer out of the city.
His steps were a little unsteady and his head was a little dizzy. His alcohol tolerance was surprisingly low. However.
The cool autumn breeze swept across his cheeks, the wild flowers and green grass on the plain nodded up and down, and the feeling of being slightly tipsy was not unpleasant.
It seems nice to relax once in a while.
He hummed a tune for the first time in a long time, and felt leisurely to appreciate the scenery, with a smile on his face.
The smile lasted until he returned to the farm.
"rub--"
The sound of sword blade colliding with scabbard was heard, and Dal let go of the cart and drew out the sword, his eyes wide open and suddenly turned red.
The farm fence had collapsed, the inside was in a mess, and the wolves were nowhere to be seen.
A huge monster was lying on the farm with blood flowing from the corner of its mouth.
That's a dragon!
Dal's face turned pale in an instant, and his body was shaking. The next moment, he rushed forward with a sword in hand!
Why are there dragons here, why are there dragons on the farm, my wolf pack
"Go to hell!" Dahl roared, his face like a ghost.
"Huh?"
The female fire dragon, or Hathaway, raised her head in confusion, and she was frightened and spread her wings.
By the way, a group of wolf cubs hiding under its wings and eating a wild boar were revealed.
Everyone's mouth was full of oil and they made satisfied sounds.
"ah!?"
Dal's mind was in a mess and his steps became unsteady. A dignified silver-level adventurer actually fell flat on his face!
After falling, he slid for a distance on the ground and landed right in front of the wolf cubs.
When they saw their companion coming back, the wolf cubs howled excitedly and surrounded him, rubbing and licking him affectionately, leaving blood and meat stains on his clothes.
Dal raised his head stupidly and met the eyes of the equally stupid female fire dragon. The man and the dragon just stared at each other.
"What bastard dares to attack my Hathaway!" A familiar voice came, it seemed to be Roger?
However, before Dal could say anything, a wizard's hand smeared his face.
A moment later
"Misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding, little brother,"
In the farmhouse, Roger treated Dahl with a wry smile, while the latter had a stern face and did not speak.
"I told you a long time ago to fix the fence that your dragon broke. Now you've been misunderstood."
The animal trainer Antili, who was still wearing hot clothes, sighed and said that several male wolves surrounded her, shaking their heads with flattering looks on their faces.
Dal's face turned even uglier, because he remembered that those male wolves were famous for being aloof in the wolf pack.
"I asked Hathaway to go hunting as compensation," Roger showed an embarrassed expression, "but it seems to have caused even greater misunderstandings."
After learning that it was a false alarm and the wolves were safe, Dal didn't care much about the incident. He just stared at Antili, as if the original wife was staring at the mistress.
Antili noticed what Dal was thinking and patted the male wolves on the head, and the latter ran away happily.
Dahl's expression looked better, but he still asked in a bad tone, "So why did you come to see me?"
There was a misunderstanding just now, and Roger was embarrassed to speak for a while, but Antili said generously:
"We invite you to cooperate in exploring the dungeon. We will give you a lot of rewards. Do you want to come?"
oh?
Dahl glanced at Roger, who nodded.
Unexpectedly, before he went to find his teammates, his teammates came to him on their own.
The meeting just now was not pleasant, but it only gave Dahl a little scare. Moreover, he could use this to gain some initiative in the cooperation.
Originally I just wanted to find Roger, but now there's Antili who is also pretty good, so this is a pretty good combination.
Dahl gave his answer instantly.
"Okay, but what is your goal and which area are you going to?"
Roger and Antili looked at each other and smiled at the same time. The latter said mysteriously:
"Do you mind being hated by monsters?"
Faced with this confusing question, Dahl thought for a moment and said, "Don't monsters hate humans?"
"So you don't mind, that's great!"
Antili clapped her hands and said with a smile: "Take a rest today, and you can go with us tomorrow. Our goal is to fight monsters."
Dahl's eyebrows twisted, and he suddenly wanted to refuse.
The next day, Sen Dungeon, food area.
"Take this,"
Antili handed Dale a wooden stick, pointed at a creature in the bushes and said:
"See that yellow rat? Beat it!"
“Pica?”
The wild Pikachu blinked in confusion.
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