Stiff bodies were scattered all over the village, motionless.

"They have lost their vitality," said galadiah, looking over carefully for a moment. "I can't feel the surge of power and magic."

……

These monsters from the dead have lost all their life.

The terrified villagers did not look at the terrible scene of the village until the village head rang the gong to call them out of their homes.

Griffith, with dark circles around his eyes, took off his helmet and rested in a corner.

In last night's battle, he found that goblin, whose head had been cut off, had not been reborn and had fallen to the ground in its original form.At daybreak, he insisted on chopping hundreds of heads by himself and piling them on a car.

He was hit on the forehead by a stone in the battle. Although he was wearing armor, he was still beaten to the head.The dried blood covered half of his face, and his right hand, chest and shoulder were full of wounds. Although the double armor blocked the fatal attack, it still left him with thick wounds and bruises.

"Don't move, I'll see!"After checking around and confirming that there was no new enemy, galadiya came to the trainee Knight's side to help him untie the broken leather armor, and then took off the lock armor, and looked at his wound carefully. "I'll paint you some medicine, you don't move."

The genie took out a green ointment and put it on Griffith's wound.As soon as Griffith wanted to praise him, the wound immediately turned into hot pain.

"Ah! It hurts so much. Why does it hurt so much?"Griffith grinned. "Shouldn't elves' secret medicine be as comfortable as pudding?"

"Who told you that? He lied to you. Your leather armor is almost broken," said galadiya's finger slowly crossing the trainee Knight's wound. "You are so black and blue. You are wearing two layers of armor, and there are still so many bruises and wounds."

"Armor is not everything. I hear that magic shields can achieve all-round defense," Griffith said, feeling his thin, cold hands swimming on his body. The whole man was in a state of confusion and said with a little embarrassment, "are you going to search their nests next?"

"Well, the number of goblins guarding the nest should have been greatly reduced. And they are not mindless animals. After being forced to fight such a bloody battle, when the survivors escape back to their nests with news, there will be a lot of fleeing groups."Galadiya looked at her strong and strong body,It would be better if there weren't so many wounds.Get dressed quickly. "

"Look! Look!"Suddenly, on the wall at the head of the village, there was a cry of excitement from the militiamen.

An armed troop came from a distant road.They were made up of dozens of civilians armed with spears and wooden shields, and a warrior in leather armor walked at the front of the line.

The village head saw the team for the first time and ran over. He held the hand of the leading warrior and said excitedly, "I hope you can come."

"What's the situation in the village? Where are the demons?"The leading warrior looked at the large bloodstains on the ground in the village and was quite surprised. "We were attacked by some goblin last night and injured several people."

"Driven away, many people died in the village. Finally, thanks to these two!"The village chief brought the warrior to Griffith and galadiya.More than 200 goblin heads were piled up not far from the two, which made the warriors and the militia more than frightened.

"I'm the captain of the Izmir militia, a warrior of the Eden family. Are you a soldier of the eastern Legion? Good job!"The warrior first looked at Griffith and nodded with satisfaction. "This is the spirit? I didn't expect to bother you, sir."

Garadiya nodded to the warrior, patted Griffith on the shoulder, and turned to the hut on one side: "I'm going to take a break. Let me know when I'm going."

……

A few hours later, Griffith and galadiya followed dozens of militiamen out of Manisa and headed for the hills.Ulan, who was in suspicious condition, was kept indoors by the villagers and cared for by the nuns.

Garadiya has mastered the location of goblin's lair, but it can be found without anyone else.

A small number of goblin escaped from the village during last night's fighting, with intermittent bloodstains stretching from the village to the depths of the woods.After entering the forest, from time to time, one or two dead bodies of goblin can be seen.The feet and blood were so dense that it seemed that the creatures did not escape when they fled.

"They're still organized," Griffith said grimly. "Did you notice that even after being hit hard like last night, they can still get together and escape."

"We wiped out their shamans in last night's battle," said galadiya, who was at the front of the pack as a hunter, checking for traps set by goblin. "In this case, they still swarm toward the nest, indicating that there are other superior species there."

"Goblin warrior?"The warrior who led the militia said, "I heard the instructor say that this is a very strong goblin, and you should be careful if you encounter it. But it's not reasonable. Shouldn't such fighting power be put into the battle last night and let the shaman stay in the nest?"

"It's also." galadiya tilted her head in bewilderment. "But there are no two shamans in a nest, which is even more strange. In terms of habits, Goblin doesn't really care about treasures and nests."

Griffith thought for a moment and said, "this shows from another side that goblin's goal is you. In addition to the plan to besiege the village, it does not rule out that you will go directly to the nest, so a part of the force is left behind."

The genie's eyes wavered and remained silent.

After walking for a while, the militia leader remembered something and asked them, "I heard that some adventurers have received the mission before I set out. How are their conditions?"

Griffith gave a brief account of the adventure team.After last night's incident, Ulan was detained in the village and taken care of by the nun.The remains of their companions have also been collected, waiting for local resident mages and official agencies to investigate.

After listening to this, the militia leader just sighed and had nothing to say.

The soldiers on the eastern front lasted five years.In the eastern provinces closest to the battlefield, citizens who refuse military service or corvee will lose the right of inheritance and the qualification to engage in public service.If healthy young people of the right age do not want to be recruited into the army and put into the meat grinder like east line, they can only choose to flee home and become adventurers.

Relatively speaking, adventurers will take on tasks of varying degrees of difficulty, ranging from exterminating giant rats in sewers to driving away demons that attack villages.

The difficulty of the task is actually very difficult to assess.The official agency issuing the mission can only describe the power of the demon based on reports from villagers and merchants.It's also common for adventurers to suffer casualties in combat.

When the adventurers return to the town with their dead and wounded companions and intelligence, the authorities will know what they are facing and send out the militia or apply for the support of the regular army accordingly.

"Your world is really dangerous ~" during the break, galadiya sat under a big tree, looked at the exhausted militia and said, "the human novice only received a few years of combat training, did not have sufficient knowledge and equipment to start fighting, met the formidable opponent, and then did not run fast."

"Well."Griffith nodded.

"That is to say, if you are too many, otherwise you will be extinct if you line up like this," the fairy girl rubbed her ankle gently. "I don't cherish my life."

"If they don't become adventurers, most of them can only become farmers or auxiliary soldiers in the army," Griffith said while checking his equipment. "Our war in the East has been going on for several years. This area is close to the front line and is the main source of supplies and auxiliary soldiers. It is very hard for the local people to pay taxes and live on the output of the land.Although the adventurer is dangerous, the reward can buy a lot of good things in the place

"Do you know what it looks like to be an adventurer?"With her long legs in her arms and her head resting on her knees, she looked at the probationary Knight around her.

"I was the second son of a feudal knight who owned the territory. Although I had no right of inheritance, I also went to a state school and received systematic combat training," Griffith shook his head. "When I was 12 years old, the army recruited me to a free junior Sergeant school. At 15 years old, I was sent to the battlefield as a xiutoral, the young guard."

"Well ~" jaradiya nodded. "I know that if no one in the family generation serves the Kingdom and the army, the whole family will be deprived of their fiefdoms and titles. This is a tax that is not paid in the form of money. What is it called in the human language?"

Griffith leaned back against the tree trunk and whispered:

"Blood tax."