Klose is a taciturn druid, and one of the very few druids who is willing to appear in front of people and team up with adventurers.

The druid was taciturn, but he was able to do his job well, but even his fellow adventurers didn't know what he was joining their team for, and he would sometimes look down at the grass at his feet and be silent, no one knowing what he was thinking.

To his companions, he is a reliable comrade who can fight several enemies in his own right, and will never abandon his teammates and run away, so his teammates will be sincere to him as well.

However, because several of the adventurer's teammates have grown older, their bodies are a little unable to keep up, let alone become 'transcendent', in order to earn a pension, they came to the Sad Wind Territory.

It just so happened that after learning from some sources that the Grim Wind Territory could dig gold mines at will and make a lot of money, adventurers flocked to it, and it was at that time that Klose followed his teammates to this territory.

However, when they arrived, the Sad Wind Leader had already entered winter, and after carrying a cold winter, his teammates, who were originally frowning at their wallets, began to smile again.

However, Klose was still like that, silent and silent.

What no one expected was that not long ago, Klose, who rarely took the initiative to talk to people, actually spoke.

"The tree told me that something was going on in the north here...... Bad things. These were Klose's exact words.

Later, he suddenly approached the clergy of the Church of Fortune in the Valley of Gold Coins, and asked them to pass on the matter back.

No one could have imagined that he would act suddenly, and he had seemed to be a little preoccupied in the last few days, until Cervantes, Grand Duke of the Duchy of Sorrow, came to this valley and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Cervantes stood beside the trunk of the Magic Tree and watched as the druid reached out and stroked the Magic Tree, and also conversed with the Magic Tree in an unknown language.

It was supposed to be 'Druid', a language that could be used to communicate with most animals and a small number of sapient plants...... Cervantes had some speculation in mind.

Druids have the reputation of 'the language of nature', and the ability of druids to communicate with any living beings is due to this language, and no one knows how to learn this language unless they are taught by the druids themselves, so it is absolutely forbidden to teach this language to non-druids in the druid community.

Even if Cervantes was standing next to this druid and could hear him whispering, he would never learn the language.

This druid named 'Klose' is more eccentric, as a druid, he likes to mix with humans and does not protect the balance of nature, and his behavior is very incomprehensible and incomprehensible.

But all the druids were more or less eccentric in Cervantes' eyes anyway, and it didn't matter if there was a freak among them.

"Your Excellency ......"

The druid turned his head to look at the black dragon and said in a jerky lingua franca, "It wants to tell you that something seems to be a threat to it in the north of the valley, moving slowly, but it seems to be getting faster, coming in this direction." ”

The druid spoke strangely, and Cervantes thought for a moment before he understood what he was talking about.

"Is the North ......"

Ziegler narrowed his eyes and looked to the north of the Valley of Gold Coins.

The location of the pit was to the northwest, and his gaze crossed the other exit of the valley and looked into the northern sky.

Cervantes also thought, while the others looked at the red-haired man behind Duke Black Dragon with some surprise, because he was still carrying a delicate-looking little girl on his back.

That's weird too!

Knight Gwen hurried over after receiving the news that the Lord had arrived, and she didn't even have time to put on her equipment, but only brought a weapon.

It wasn't until the last two days that she didn't know what was going on in the north of the Gold Coin Valley, otherwise she would have reported the matter a long time ago.

Before the Gwen knights arrived with their soldiers, the clergy of the Church of Fortune had already arrived under the giant tree.

Because it's almost noon, it's time for lunch, and now the main group of people in this valley are adventurers, they are different from many civilians, if the civilians don't do much physical work a day, they only need two meals a day, and the standard of living has improved recently, and the maid has vigorously promoted the 'three meals a day', so recently the commoners of the Principality of Sadness have gradually started the 'luxury life' of three meals a day.

At lunchtime, many adventurers who had gone to dig for gold also came out of the cave, and when they saw a group of people gathered under the giant tree, they curiously approached it, but there were more and more people gathered under the tree, and when the Gwen knight arrived, the magic tree was full of people.

"Let's go!"

Squeezing through the crowd with a frown, the smell of sweat from the people around her did not make Knight Gwen feel uncomfortable, she was not the kind of delicate aristocratic lady.

After squeezing into the circle, she saw her immediate boss at a glance.

"Your Lord!"

With his right hand clenched into his chest, Knight Gwen gave a knightly salute to the black dragon.

The soldiers who walked out of the crowd behind her also saluted their lord in a noisy salute.

"Oh, little Gwen......"

It's just that what Knight Gwen didn't expect was that his lord just glanced at him casually, and didn't have the slightest momentum to continue laughing, which couldn't help but make her feel a little unaccustomed.

After Cervantes' train of thought was interrupted, he simply gave up thinking and stepped forward and knocked on the trunk of the magic tree, "Hey, you're talking about the north, right?

In front of Cervantes, the Magic Tree pulled a root out of the ground, turned around, and pointed in a west-northerly direction.

Cervantes scratched at his hair, thinking for a moment, in some distress.

Then he suddenly turned back and shouted to everyone: "Disperse, there's nothing to see, go for lunch, take a nap for lunch! ”

Knight Gwen opened his mouth, but saw the black dragon pointing at her, "Especially you, Knight Gwen Holland! Your duty now is to protect this valley, protect this settlement, if there is any danger, but you really can't stand it, organize them to evacuate, understand? Don't stay here with a dead brain—this is an order!"

After a pause, the black dragon pointed at Ziegler again, and then said: "He and I are both dragons, even if we get there, find something, if a conflict and a battle breaks out, we can run if we really can't beat us, but you are different, if you can't fight, you can't run." Well, you should understand it at this point, Ziegler, keep up!"

Ziegler did not show any anger at Cervantes' domineering commanding tone, but spread his wings with a smile and jumped to his feet, following Cervantes.

The two dragons turned into dragon shapes together in the air, waved their wings, and rose into the air, and after identifying the direction in the sky, the black dragon took the lead and flew in the direction pointed out by the demon tree just now.

Knight Gwynn, who was standing on the ground, silently clenched his fists, clenched his silver teeth, and turned around as if venting and shouted: "Close!"

Then, he turned around and led the team away.

A group of apprehensive adventurers were left standing on the ground and looking at each other.

They don't know what's going on......