Just when Wayne thought that the villagers of Lower Valen Village would obey him, the middle-aged strong man who had just been caught by him suddenly stood up and shouted:

"Asshole, who do you think you are? You start beating people up as soon as you come in. Why should we listen to you?"

"Today, even if you kill me, I will not do what you say."

As he said this, he acted as if he was ready to sacrifice himself, which seemed a bit funny.

Hearing this and seeing the sturdy man's unconvinced look, Wayne was a little shocked. Could it be that the unruly people of Willen are so stubborn now? Didn't they see that the three of them were fully armed and looked very capable? They actually dared to resist? This fearless look made him a little impressed.

He turned to look at the village chief Jeff, wanting to see if he wanted to join in the resistance. If that was the case, Wayne really wouldn't bother to care about the lives of these unruly people.

Seeing Wayne looking over, the old village chief looked a little embarrassed, and immediately asked a few people around him to drag the middle-aged strong man to another place. He said with a sigh: "Sir, please don't mind. This man's parents attended a banquet on Bald Mountain when he was a child. After returning, they abandoned him and left."

"He had no parents to take care of him, and his brain was damaged. Although he looks normal now, he always does strange things."

The banquet on Bald Mountain, no wonder, was a cannibalistic banquet of the ladies of the forest, and no mortal who participated could survive.

Seeing that the village chief Jeff was relatively sensible, Wayne still pretended to frown and said loudly:

"We are only helping you out of chivalry. If you are unwilling to cooperate, I will not force you and will take everyone away now."

Jeff quickly waved his hand and saluted, calling some young men in the village to follow George's pace and go back to the village to move things. He tried his best to keep them, saying:

"No, no, no, thank you very much for your help, sir. We will follow your instructions."

These refugees included both old and young. Due to the hasty evacuation, they had very few supplies on them, and they didn't even have many proper weapons. They didn't know when this matter would be over, so how could they refuse the help of a group of warriors who looked so tough?

About two hours later, the sun had risen to halfway in the sky, and the early morning chill had dissipated a lot because of the appearance of the sun.

George brought back a lot of supplies from the village with the young villagers, which finally alleviated the urgent needs of these refugees.

However, according to him, many houses in the village have been almost burned down. Even after this disaster is over, some villagers who lost their houses will have a hard life.

However, this kind of thing happens every year, in every place in every kingdom. Because of war, natural disasters, man-made disasters, or monster attacks, there are always civilians displaced and die miserably.

They are just demon hunters, not kings or lords. They can't take care of so many things, nor do they want to.

While waiting for Borch, Wayne and George began to sort out the elven manuscripts that had been found.

Soon they discovered that the age of these manuscripts was different from what they had imagined. If this relic had a history of thousands of years, then much of the content recorded in these manuscripts only occurred within a few hundred years.

Although I only took a cursory look at it, I found that the contents of the manuscript were quite messy. There were forging drawings, potion recipes, some historical secrets, and magical knowledge. It did not look like some kind of elven legacy, but rather like the private collection of a human magician.

Just like the Griffin School set blueprint that George found, this thing was most likely left behind when the Griffin School headquarters, the Kyle Siren Fortress, was attacked. It’s just that no one knows how it appeared here.

Moreover, given the humid environment of the swamp, without magical protection, it would be impossible for these books preserved on special paper to last for thousands of years without decaying.

After some discussion, the two guessed that this elven ruins should be a magician's secret base or secret laboratory.

These manuscripts were the private collection of the wizard. Perhaps the wizard died in an accident decades ago. With his death, the protection of magic was lost, and the ruins became like they are now, allowing mortals to enter and exit freely.

As the spoils of this operation, Wayne decided to keep the original manuscript for himself, while George could copy or transcribe several copies so that they could share the harvest.

Of course, as a man with plenty of money, Wayne was not a stingy person. He took out a hundred orens and gave them to Jeff, the village chief of Xiavalen Village, asking him to arrange some compensation and distribute it to the villagers.

The reason why they didn't give more coins was not only because wealth should not be shown to others as it would easily arouse other people's greed, but most importantly, these manuscripts did not originally belong to the villagers of Lower Valen Village. They even wanted to use these books as firewood. One hundred Orens were enough firewood for their village to burn for a year.

If they meet some cruel bosses, not only may they not give the money, but they may also kill all the villagers to silence them.

Including the village chief Jeff and other villagers, none of them were knowledgeable people. When they saw someone use one hundred orens to exchange these waste papers that could only be used as firewood to them, they were very happy and even grateful.

He took the initiative to give Wayne a lot of straw ropes for binding and helped him pack all the manuscripts.

This is the cry of the golden dragon Bolchi.

The other villagers were trembling with fear at the dragon's roar, but Wayne winked at George and walked out of the underground ruins with him.

Just after they walked out of the underground ruins and before they saw the golden dragon, Borch had already transmitted the voice to the ears of the two people through telepathy.

"I found the green dragon. It's in a valley a few dozen miles away, but something's wrong with it."

"I'll take you to see it."

After saying this, Borch's golden figure popped out from behind a large rock.

Wayne didn't hesitate and immediately climbed onto the golden dragon's back with George. They flew into the sky with the sound of flapping wings.

During the flight, Borch began to describe in more detail the intelligence he had discovered.

It turned out that after Borch left the underground ruins, he immediately transformed into a golden dragon and searched for traces of the green dragon in the swamp in the air.

However, he found nothing in the beginning. But hard work pays off. After he searched persistently for several hours, he heard the sound of fighting in a valley.

When he flew over, he saw a green dragon being besieged by many monsters in the valley. The besiegers were a group of human-faced monster birds that had built their nests in the valley.

But what's strange is that, normally, a powerful dragon is not afraid of these small monsters whose claws can't even break through the defense of dragon skin, but this green dragon behaved quite abnormally when it was besieged.

It was as if it was blind, with many attacks falling into the air. Moreover, when facing siege, it did not choose to flee, but just passively defended stupidly, which seemed very strange.

But even so, Borch did not act rashly, but immediately flew back to the ruins to find Wayne and George to discuss the matter together.

With such a result, neither the experienced George nor the fledgling Wayne could be sure what had happened. They could only decide to fly to the scene first and make a judgment after seeing the actual situation.

Bolch flew very fast. After determining the target direction, it only took the two men and the dragon about twenty minutes to reach the valley he mentioned.

However, at this time, the situation in the valley was very different from what Borch said.

This is a green dragon about ten meters long. Although it is smaller than Borch's golden dragon, it is much stronger than his wife Mirgata Blake. Judging from its physical features, it should be a male green dragon.

Most of the human-faced monster birds that besieged the green dragon have been killed or injured, leaving only seven or eight stronger monster birds surrounding the green dragon, occasionally causing some aerial interference.

The green dragon's enemy at this time was a six-meter-tall, ugly-looking gray giant wearing unknown bone armor.

The giant held a huge wooden stick made of polished logs in his hand, and kept waving it to block the green dragon's aerial attacks on him. Whenever the green dragon was far away from him, the giant would pick up stones on the ground and smash them hard at the green dragon's body like a catapult.

They had obviously been fighting for quite some time. Both the green dragon and the giant had obvious scars on their bodies, with bright red blood flowing from them. They were already covered in wounds.

Seeing this, George stroked his mustache, with a look of obvious confusion on his face, and asked in confusion: "What's going on? Why is the green dragon fighting the giant again?"

"Do they have a grudge? I'm totally confused."

Wayne was also confused about the situation. The green dragon and the giant were both very powerful monsters, and they were also intelligent creatures with territorial awareness.

Logically speaking, they would not fight without special reasons.

Just as the three men were approaching the valley, the gray giant seized an opportunity, and when the green dragon flew past him, he grabbed the green dragon's tail with his big hand. Before the green dragon could break free, he picked up a sharp stone from the ground and stabbed it into the green dragon's stomach.

Seeing this, Borch immediately said in an anxious tone: "This green dragon is going to lose. We'd better save it before the matter is investigated."

(End of this chapter)