Back at the camping site by the stream, I found Takama was drilling into the forest with a hunting bow on his back.

I looked at the sky. After nightfall, the black forest is far more dangerous than during the day. Many monsters are hidden in the daytime and come out at night, so the jungle at night will always be somewhat unexpectedly dangerous. Even the best hunters do not want to walk through the forest late at night.

When Takama saw me walking slowly out of the forest, a trace of joy flashed in his golden eyes. I asked him, "It's so late, why do you still have to go into the forest?"

She pursed her lips slightly and pointed at me. She never liked to talk much.

"Is this going to find me?" I looked at the sky and seemed to be back a little late.

She nodded, and saw that I was not carrying prey in my hand, and silently carried the hunting bow. She turned back with me. She was very tall, half a head taller than me, wearing tight leather armor, wrapped in plump curves. I guess she might have been a jungle hunter in the past, and she was very adaptable to life in the forest.

...

It seemed that the sky was darker and it seemed to be a little earlier than yesterday. I looked up at the sky through the dense canopy of the river.

A sharp and high-pitched dragon roar resounded throughout the black forest. A flying dragon with huge wings flapped through the gray clouds, swept down to the forest in the distance, and spewed a strong dragon breath into the forest.

It poked a huge hole into the thick gray clouds, and dazzling white light shone through the clouds. The beams of light were extremely bright and shone directly into somewhere in the forest. The roar of anger made the whole earth tremble.

A black spear flew out like lightning from the forest and shot directly into the flesh wings of the flying dragon. The flying dragon let out a miserable dragon roar, and with the black spear, fled back to the sky in a hurry, flapping its wings, swinging its long tail desperately, and running along the torn clouds toward the sky.

This was a fleeting battle, and it was also the first time I stood in the distance and saw the living flying dragon so vividly. I don’t know what kind of powerful monsters were entrenched in the mountains and forests over there, which would actually cause a flying dragon to return home injure.

In the Roland Continent, even in the primitive jungle, it is difficult to see such low-level dragons with a little bit of dragon blood in their bodies. They only have primary wisdom and their bodies also have the instinct of beasts. In the eyes of the dragon clan, these flying dragons are only a little higher than the Earth Dragon, which is only because they have a pair of wings.

However, no matter what, they always belong to the dragon category, have a strong body, and can fly freely in the sky.

Many knights of the Green Empire dream of having such a powerful flying dragon, sign a contract with it, and become a lifelong partner.

They are respected as Dragon Knights...

I was thinking about the rough location of the forest area, and it turned out to be almost the depth of the spider jungle, or there was a spider jungle between us.

In any case, the dangerous area must not be explored, and there are powerful monsters that can hunt dragons.

Jumping off the huge rock to the west, I still felt scared.

At this time, I suddenly remembered who said that the Jero plane was a low-level plane, with countless resources inside, and those who explored it could make a fortune. Now that I think of these words, it is somewhat exaggerated.

Moreover, the entourages distributed in the jungle seemed to be in a bad situation. At least when Le Die had an accident, no entourage from the magic student happened to appear nearby. Logically, these entourages should have surrounded each team and appeared in the most dangerous places in time.

But after hundreds of entourages rushed into the Black Forest, they were like a stone falling into the sea without even making a wave.

...

Qige spread a blanket with the "Wind Gathering Magic Pattern Array" engraved on the flat grass on the river bank. He was meditating quietly, and the clear stream water was flowing beside her.

I wore a linen shirt and tight-legged bloomers, carefully chopped a handful of vanilla leaves, took out a lemon from a magic seal box, squeezed out the juice inside, and mixed the sauce. Whether this sauce can be as thick as condensed milk, the ratio of water starch and water extracted from the potatoes is the most important.

The lizard maid Takama rolled up her trouser legs and squatted by the stream to help me clean the leather armor and war skirts with magic patterns. The leather armor was stained with red blood from the mane beast. When hunting giant spiders, it was stained with some other juice, which became difficult to clean.

This made me feel that it should be extremely comfortable to train a maid in the wild. Then, Caterina's figure appeared in my mind, her long red hair flying in the wind, her graceful and charming figure, her beautiful face with a sweet smell and her charming red eyes, her shadow became clearer and clearer in my mind.

However, this kind of treatment can only be obtained by academy teachers like Qige who are not good at magical combat.

The big pot was sizzling on the simple stove with white water vapor. The mane-like animal leg meat mixed with spices such as star anise and pepper exuded a strong meaty aroma in the pot. Hellam and Josenna were bored around the stove, talking about the huge flying dragon that had just broken through the clouds while adding firewood under the stove.

These two teenagers from noble families talked and laughed, but did not feel any psychological pressure because a dragon appeared in the sky just now. They also had to peek at Lucia around them from time to time. They were like Lucia's most loyal followers. Wherever Lucia's people were, they looked at them.

Lucia is practicing a very special physical technique, a bit like Indian yoga, a bit like dancing, and every pose is very pleasing to the eye. A magic rune sword is quietly placed beside her. She always carries this magic rune sword. As Lucia said, she wants to turn the sword into a part of her body.

I was curious about what profession Lucia was. She was neither a magician nor a swordsman. Even if someone said she was a magic swordsman, it seemed a bit far-fetched. I asked her curiously, but she smiled and said to me, "Just think I am a magic swordsman."

When I opened the steaming pot, I was not afraid of the steam coming out of the boiling water in the steamer. I used two forks to make out the legs that had been cut into countless knives. The huge legs were cooked very soft and rosy. The skin was rosy and oily. It was placed in a square plate and kept steaming. The rich aroma of meat made me feel a little dazed, as if it touched something deep in my memory.

I put the prepared sauce into a wok and boiled it, then sprinkled some vanilla leaves on the steamed leg meat, and then poured the condensed milk-like sauce on it. The whole leg meat became crystal clear and looked very appetizing. The meat was cooked very hard, but I just shaved off the fascia at one end of the bone with a meat-cutting knife, and the steaming leg bone was taken off directly by me.

Hellam and Josenna, who were squatting beside the fire, smelled the fragrance and came over quickly. They looked at the fragrant legs on the plate in surprise and asked me curiously: "Gee, this legs are so fragrant. It turns out that stew can be made so delicious. What is the name of this dish?"

"...name?" After hearing Hellum's question, he became a little lost for a moment and said in a daze in the orc's words: "Burn elbows!"

"Is this an orc? It's so weird, but, by the way, do orcs really have such superb cooking skills?" Hellum said in a daze, reaching out to dip a little sauce on the side of the plate, put it in his mouth and sucked it. The expression on his face suddenly became very exciting.

Then he held his friend Josenal's arm and said to him with some exaggeration: "Oh my god Josenal, come and try this stew called 'Braised Elbow'. It's the most delicious thing I've ever eaten in my life!"

A crispy wheat cake baked with browned yellow and crispy bites in the mouth. The rich aroma of wheat grains in the scones makes people feel that the flour must be so roughly grinded to produce the illusion that the best scones are baked.

A bowl of wild vegetable soup, crisp fresh and tender vegetable leaves floating in the wooden bowl, like emerald green boats, the delicious soup is very clear. If you drink a sip and enter your throat, the wild vegetables will rush along the soup and enter your throat.

Add a piece of braised elbow meat so that it won’t feel greasy when it tastes good. Cut a piece of tender, smooth and soft mane animal leg meat and melt in the mouth.

The hind legs of a whole mane beast were eaten completely by us.

At the end of the meal, Chig also teased and said to Lucia: "Hey, Lucia, I heard that the elves never like to eat the fat and fresh meat of various animals. The only foods that the elves like to eat are fish and fruits. Do you want to try the grilled fish there?"

At this time, Lucia was placing a piece of elbow meat on the knife in her hand. When she heard Chige say this, she gave Chige a sweet smile without hesitation.

"Qige, I finally know why you were... captured by Jiga!" Lucia said while eating.

The last few words were very vague, and Hellam and Josenal pricked up their ears and didn't listen.

Chig raised her eyebrows, squinted her eyes like a cunning fox, and asked softly to Lucia, "What did you say?"

Lucia turned her soul's blue eyes, and her smile on her face was even sweeter, but this time she tried to slow down so that all of us could hear her words clearly: "I mean, I finally know why you... insisted on choosing Giga to join our team!"

...

The fragrance that emerged from the plate floated far away, as if even Le Die, who was squatting by the stream on the other side of the river, couldn't help but frowned slightly. The dragon lies quietly on the pebble beach, with a huge dragon head as tightly as a bucket close to Le Die's calves, posing in a lazy way that seems to be sleeping but not sleeping.

It seems that there is really something wrong with Le Die and William. William, who is sitting with other members of the Dragon Society, looks a little dodged when facing Le Die, while Le Die has a cold face and her eyes are extremely cold.

Actually, just now, I saw William leaning against Le Die, and seemed to be trying to explain something, but was choked by Le Die's words of questioning. His face turned red with a flushing face. He had to sit by the bonfire in a depressed mood and join the vice president and the new members of the club.

The atmosphere in the Dragon Club team gradually became warmer, which set off Le Die sitting by the stream, looking extremely lonely. At this time, I was afraid that I didn't even eat supper.

Lucia saw Le Die's abnormal mood and wanted to jump over the stream to ask, but Le Die stopped her with her eyes.

She was still such a proud imperial princess, her long golden hair fluttering with the evening breeze in the forest.

At this time, her complexion has recovered a lot. After all, she is a knight who has successfully completed her first transfer. Her physical condition will definitely not be too bad and she has a certain recovery ability.

The Knight has always been known for its balanced properties in various bodies.

A golden Crusader sword and a light knight appeared faintly behind Le Die.

I didn't expect that Le Die's "power" would be a holy sword and a shield. Many excellent knights hope that they can have a sacred sword or a blessing shield to become their "power". Le Die's two patterns are dreamt of by many knights. This reminds me of the royal blood of Angel Boulder. Perhaps it is because Angel Boulder's royal blood flowing in her body that she is so outstanding.

...

Vice President and the Dragon Club newcomer, William and the other three sat in front of the bonfire. A piece of barbecue was erected on the bonfire. The roasted pieces of meat kept dripping grease downwards. The grease fell on the charcoal fire, and sparks burst out.

The vice president of the Dragon Club seemed very proud. He kept fiddling with the spoils in front of him and carefully told William about the hunting process. The new member of the club next to him also interrupted from time to time to prove that what the vice president said was true.

He was holding a string of magic gems of various colors. Although they were not valuable primary gems, they were at least magic gems. It was not difficult to get these primary gems to exchange for some magic crystals in the imperial capital.

It has to be said that every member of the Dragon Society has a much better ability than anyone in our team.

This is something that cannot be envied. Sometimes I attribute it to luck, but if I have such good luck for several days, I will think it is a kind of ability.

...

Adele walked slowly back from the black forest with tired steps, walked directly to the campfire, standing there, exuding a cold murderous intent all over her body. Even across a stream, I could feel the anger on Adele incredibly clearly.

The dragon sleeping beside Le Die also woke up alertly from his sleep, raised his huge triangular head, and looked at Adele in confusion.

The bonfire kept beating among several members of the Dragon Club team, and the night replaced the day.

Adele's voice seemed a little stern: "Who was it? Who went to that native tribe?"

The freshman sitting by the bonfire stood up in a hurry, looking at a loss.

Seeing his panic expression and a confused look on his face, he clearly didn't understand why President Adele was angry.

At this time, the vice president of the Dragon Club stood up slowly, then coughed gently, and said calmly: "It's Harry and me, what's wrong? Is something wrong?"

Adele's eyebrows stood up: "You went to that tribe to kill a lot of people? And stole their stuff?"

The vice president said frankly: "This is the spoil we have obtained. Those indigenous people don't want to give their wealth to me. Shouldn't they be killed?"

Adele snatched the string of magical gems and threw it to the ground, then said: "I just hope that every member of the Dragon Society can become a real warrior. Plunder and slaughter will make us lose our nature and bring us endless hatred. Isn't it good for us to hunt down those powerful monsters in the jungle and obtain precious magic materials?"

"...Why can't those indigenous people become our prey? At least they are richer than those monsters." The vice president still didn't think he was wrong.

Aren't these things that the army that plundered the indigenous peoples, massacred the residents there, snatched the strong men and beautiful women, and sent them to the slave market to register as slaves. Are these things that the army that opened its territory often do after invading this plane?

They can do it casually, why can't we? This is what the vice president calls the reason...

This night, some quarrels came from the other side, and I could hear the reason clearly from those quarrels.

In fact, the cause of the conflict was that Adele discovered that his members actually slaughtered an indigenous village in the forest and plundered the materials from the village. The current Dragon Club team was on the verge of division under this quarrel.

The gurgling stream reflects the light of the bonfire in the distance, reflecting Le Die's blurred face. She sat quietly on the big stone by the stream, thinking about her thoughts alone.

During the day, after a hard battle, I got into the sleeping bag early, ready to take a good rest, and recover my strength as soon as possible, but my heart suddenly became very uneasy and could not fall asleep peacefully. A crisis quietly surged into my heart.
Chapter completed!