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Chapter 30

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Sally did not know whether to laugh or cry at Roddy's shameless words. Ever since she was attacked, she had accumulated resentment, anger, and resentment because of Rody. However, at this moment, it was not as unbearable as it was at the beginning. After all, Sally was talented and intelligent. She would not pester others for meaningless things.

But the main reason why she could calm down at this time was that she was curious. Why was Roddy in a daze just now?

Rody's archery skills were terrifying, and he was able to escape under Francis' nose. He was definitely not a simple Scout Captain. Rody had more than a dozen guesses about Rody, such as' a fugitive mercenary in disguise ',' a retired adventurer ',' an officer in a neighboring country who was being hunted down ', and so on. The fellow in front of her was suddenly filled with question marks. His way of doing things was as flawless as a machine. It was only during that brief moment of blankness that Sally felt that … there might be a lot of things in his heart that no one knew about.

This should be a breakthrough.

Roddy chewed the herbs until his mouth was numb. He took out a water bottle and drank some water. When he was trying to rinse his mouth, he heard Sally's sudden words. "What are you thinking about?"

After spitting out the water, Roddy turned his head and looked at Sally for a moment. Then he shrugged and answered truthfully, "A person."

"A woman?"

Roddy raised his eyebrows. He looked at Sally with neither a friendly nor a disgusted look. But his eyes seemed a little deep, which made Sally feel that his whole aura seemed to have changed slightly.

"I … I was just curious. It's fine if you don't want to tell me."

For no reason, Sally felt that she seemed to have asked something she should not have asked. Because she saw Roddy pursed his lips.

There was a moment of silence. Roddy drank some water again as if he was trying to calm down.

"… Is she beautiful?"

Sally wanted to say something else, but the words seemed to come out of her mouth without thinking. Women were naturally gossipy. Although Sally regretted it when she said it, she looked at Roddy carefully, still hoping for an answer.

It was also at this time that the difference in status between the two would be smoothed out due to the complicated and dangerous environment. Roddy was stunned by the question. He opened his mouth slightly and hesitated for a moment before saying, "It has nothing to do with you." He thought about it and decided not to say it.

With a sigh, Sally heard the answer that she wanted to hear, but felt that it wasn't clear enough.

"Yes, very beautiful."

Sally keenly noticed that Roddy's eyes were a little dim when he answered, but they were soon filled with his usual confidence and vigor.

"Let's go, let's continue our journey."

Roddy didn't seem to want to talk about this anymore. He got up and started checking his luggage.

Although Sally resisted the urge to ask more questions, she couldn't help imagining what the "beautiful woman" looked like …

What kind of relationship could it be? How did they get to know each other? What happened between her and Roddy?

These messy thoughts even made her forget that Roddy was dressing her wounds. It was not until Roddy signaled her to climb on his back that she realized what Roddy did during the time she stopped: looking for herbs and using the remaining bandages to treat those wounds.

Thinking about it, the food Roddy left for Sally was the cured meat that the soldiers rarely got, and he ate hard black bread to satisfy his hunger — Girls are always meticulous. Although Roddy's previous way of doing things made her feel ashamed and annoyed, these details that she ignored were also constantly changing Sally's impression of him.

In general, Roddy was a "weirdo" in Sally's eyes.

"Remember not to speak loudly at any time. There are some things you can afford to provoke, and some things you really can't afford to provoke. Although I know which route is the safest, in the forest … I'm afraid there is never an absolutely safe place." Carrying Sally on his back, he confirmed the direction and said while walking, "If we didn't dodge in time, three giant spiders would have appeared and attacked us. They are not much smaller than warhorses."

At the thought of the huge, hairy spiders, Sally couldn't help but shiver. She wrapped her arms around Roddy a little tighter and asked in a low voice, "I want to understand. How do you know so much knowledge?"

After dying hundreds of times in this forest, it would be difficult to forget this knowledge.

Roddy answered this question in his heart — Not to mention the giant spiders that were nicknamed as "Bastard Spiders" by the players, he could recite the attributes of almost all species in this forest, from the smallest wild rabbit to the strongest Parseng Tiger King.

However, this kind of thing couldn't be explained to Sally, so he could only casually make up a story, "Everything has its laws. People are afraid to enter here because most people don't understand the laws here. I know a little more than the average person."

"Did you read it in a book? Why didn't I see it in the library — that … that's a stream?! "

Sally suddenly heard the rustling sound of water in front of her. She immediately covered her mouth and consciously apologized in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

Roddy sighed helplessly. He didn't have the time to explain anything to her because he knew that he had found the first landmark after entering the Forest of Silence: Stello's Stream.

The reason why he came to this stream was not simply to replenish his water supply or to hunt wild beasts to satisfy his hunger, but because he knew that there was a "fixed storyline" dungeon here.

There were two types of dungeons in "Earthbreaker": "Random Events" and "Fixed Storyline". As the name suggested, most of the dungeons that players cleared belonged to the "Fixed Storyline" category, which meant that the plot was the same every time they entered, and the rewards depended on the completion rate and the player's performance. "Random Events", on the other hand, were rare dungeons that usually tested the player's understanding of the game when dealing with unknown situations. Ordinary people might be able to quickly understand the "Fixed Storyline" dungeon by reading and learning guides, but the "Random Storyline" did not have such a saying because each "Random Storyline" dungeon only had one chance to clear it, which meant that players had to completely rely on their own strength to deal with unfamiliar tasks. Correspondingly, the rewards of such dungeons were also incomparable to those of ordinary dungeons.

There were many reasons for choosing "Stello's Stream" dungeon. As a clear-headed technological geek, Roddy's style of doing things was "efficiency first". Now, his and Sally's goal was to safely cross the Forest of Silence. Under these conditions, the simplest solution in Roddy's mind was to clear this "Stello's Stream" dungeon and cross the territory of the wolves.

"We have ten minutes to rest here, and then I'll take you upstream. When you get there … there will be battles, you will encounter dangers, and you might even encounter many strange animals. However, no matter what happens, you must keep your mouth shut. Do you understand? "

Roddy put Sally on the dry ground. The daughter of Duke, whose leg was wrapped in bandages and her skirt was torn in several places, saw his serious expression and nodded quietly, indicating that she had no objections.

She found that she seemed to have gotten used to the feeling of being taken care of like this. Although she was reluctant to admit it, there was a kind of dependence in her heart that she had almost never experienced since she was a child.

Although Sally, who was born in a big noble family, lived in a luxurious mansion that was unimaginable to the commoners, in her eyes, there was always a cold and indistinguishable distance between people. A maid could not have a heart-to-heart talk with a mistress, a squire could never be brothers with a knight, and a butler would not laugh and joke with a servant … Everything was so clearly demarcated. But at this moment, looking at the gradually disappearing sun, she no longer felt cold because of loneliness like before.

Why? She thought so in her heart, but her eyes could not help but look forward.

There, standing next to the stream, Roddy was confirming his position for the last time.

Compared to the meticulous Sally, Roddy's "meticulousness" was only reflected in the aspect of survival. After checking the status of the horn bow, Roddy counted the arrows he brought. After combining the two quiver of arrows, there were a total of 28 arrows. It was enough for a scout, but if it was used to fight a dungeon, it would be a bit worrying. Because in the past, he used to use the "Dimensional Quiver" that contained thousands of arrows to fight a dungeon alone.

At the stream, Roddy filled his water bag and confirmed that the area he was in was the public rest area where players waited to enter the dungeon. According to common sense, there would be some other creatures here, but they were basically weak because the powerful creatures would go to the two larger pools upstream and downstream to drink water. But to fight through the dungeon, Roddy understood that he needed to be fully prepared in advance.

Night fell.

After finding a large bundle of strong vines from the forest, Roddy shot more than ten fat fresh fish with a bow and arrow by the water's edge. After finding a dry and safe place to start a fire, he used the wide leaves that he gathered to wrap a few of them and put them by the campfire to simmer. Although the taste was a little bland because there was no seasoning, it was the first time that Sally ate with this method of eating.

"If you don't deal with those fish, they will rot." She saw that Roddy did not deal with the rest of the dead fish and reminded him in a low voice.

Sally had no idea how big the area of the forest was, but in her heart, Sally always wanted to ask why Roddy dared to start a fire here. Did he not know that this would attract many creatures?

"There is a use for it, not for eating."

Roddy, who quickly finished his food in front of the campfire, was checking the sturdiness of the vines in his hand. Apart from these things, he also got some blue flowers wrapped in cloth and then stuck them on the arrow tips to roast and temper the poison. After that, all 28 arrows were carefully stored away. Turning around, Roddy looked at Sally who was staring at the campfire in a daze and said, "Get ready to go."

"Erm … Captain Roddy."

Sally hesitantly called out to the quiet young man in front of her.

Roddy, who was using sand to extinguish the campfire, stopped what he was doing. He carried the horn bow, vines, quiver, and a bunch of dead fish on his back. He straightened his body and looked at her with a questioning gaze.

"We will get out of here, right?"

"Yes."

"And … I can still safely return to Hollier City?"

"Yes."

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