Chapter 206: The Erroneous Monster Manual, Jier Takes Action Alone

Jier realized that the guidance in this book differed from the actual abilities of the monster, but he could not point out the errors and omissions in this monster manual out of thin air without having seen the Sludge Monster himself.

Aside from arousing people's suspicion, it would have no other effect; no one would believe him.

"Hmm, it's described in fair detail. Hey, you few have had close contact with that monster; tell me about the battle process with the monster this time, and I'll compare it with the content in this manual on the spot."

Jier said this, and although it seemed somewhat tedious and dilatory, as long as that big shot from the Merchant Guild didn't speak up to stop it, the others on the scene found it hard to refuse.

Therefore, those few surviving members of the punitive expedition had no choice but to recount their entire punitive process, one person saying a sentence at a time.

While they spoke, Jier pointed his finger at the page introducing the Sludge Monster in the monster manual, making "hmm" and "ah" sounds, putting on a show.

Until these guys mentioned that a large number of Slime Monsters unexpectedly appeared in the woods by the riverbank and launched an attack on them. Regarding this, Jier was only somewhat puzzled, but when the Sludge Monster subsequently participated in the attack, he raised his hand to interrupt their account.

"Wait, according to what you're saying, these Slime Monsters launched an attack together with the Sludge Monster, but this manual doesn't state that the Sludge Monster can drive Slime Monsters, does it?"

Jier's words made the punitive expedition members look at each other, unable to speak. The big shot from the Merchant Guild glared: "Was there a Slime Monster attack or not? Speak! Or were you all too panicked at the time and saw it all wrong?"

A punitive expedition member knelt on the ground and defended himself: "My lord, my lord, we really didn't see it wrong. There were quite a few lighting torches on the riverbank at the time, and we all saw it very clearly. It was a large group of Slime Monsters that suddenly launched an attack on us in the woods at night. Many people were stunned, and several companions were injured by the Slime Monsters because they were careless. They were only caught by the Sludge Monster later because they were injured, and then, and then they were just eaten alive like that..."

Jier pointed at the manual: "But the manual doesn't explain any relationship between the two other than their similar appearance. I believe that is also why you didn't anticipate being attacked by a large group, uh, a very large number of Slime Monsters, right?"

Many punitive expedition members nodded.

Jier continued to ask: "Then, I have a question. You are responsible for the passage safety of this trade route, so you must have dealt with various monsters often. So, when walking in the woods near the river at night, will you be attacked by Slime Monsters, a large group of Slime Monsters? Has anything similar happened before?"

They shook their heads in unison: "My lord, this Knight lord, this situation has never happened before. Even the Captain was very surprised to be attacked by those soft, gooey Slime Monsters. And at the time, we felt that we had already finished off the Sludge Monster, so everyone didn't take dealing with those Slime Monsters very seriously, until that terrifying guy suddenly killed his way out."

Jier nodded, took the manual to the Senior Steward of the Sweet Fruit Merchant Guild, and pointed to the content about the Sludge Monster in the manual: "Since something that has never appeared before has appeared, I can only assume that the Sludge Monster has the ability to drive Slime Monsters. And regarding this point, it is not recorded in this manual."

"So?" This big shot from the Merchant Guild was somewhat puzzled, not knowing what Jier meant by all this.

"So, I see that the punitive expedition members' actions were basically prepared and carried out according to the content written in this monster manual. If it were only based on the monster's ability information in the manual, although that Sludge Monster would still have attacked them, the time, location, and whether it would be discovered in advance before the attack would all be very different. And because the process is different, the result of the matter will also be different," Jier concluded.

This big shot from the Merchant Guild began to catch on: "You mean to say that the failure of this punitive expedition cannot be attributed to them themselves, but is related to this monster manual?"

Jier closed the thick monster manual and tossed it to the subordinate waiting by his side: "I can't say it's unrelated. This thing is not bad, it's a good thing, but one cannot completely trust the content in this manual. Well, that's all for understanding the situation. My warhorse has arrived, and this monster won't be without damage in the battle; it's not a very difficult opponent to deal with. I'll set off first, you send people to follow later."

This Senior Steward of the Merchant Guild immediately wanted to rearrange his men to follow Jier to hunt down this Sludge Monster that had kept everyone from sleeping well, but was refused by Jier: "No need to send people to help, just send people to clean up the scene after the battle."

The neighing of Tianxuecao sounded outside the west gate of the town, and Jier turned and left, and soon the sound of warhorse hooves galloping could be heard.

The sound quickly faded away. In this camp inside the west gate of the town, many people were waiting quietly for the big shot's orders, not daring to make any extra noise. Only the fat mayor of the town leaned over to the Senior Steward of the Sweet Fruit Merchant Guild and reminded him hesitantly: "Do we really have to do as that young Knight said and not send anyone to go with him? What if he also has some accident? Pfft, pfft, pfft, looking at his confident appearance and the axe emitting blue light, he certainly won't have any accidents. But..."

Reaching out to tidy up the hem of his luxurious and bright clothing, this person from the Sweet Fruit Merchant Guild waved his hand: "Just do as he said, but don't be idle during this time. Assemble a team of at least fifty people, get guys who are bold, and take my warrant to the punitive expedition's camp warehouse to draw a batch of Huoyou. I don't believe it; it's just a rotten Sludge Monster, can it still deal with a team of fifty people!"

The mayor received the order and immediately took people to get busy, while these deserters from the punitive expedition were left here.

A few guys who had regained their Yongqi expressed that they also wanted to join the newly formed team to wash away their honor and avenge their sacrificed Captain. But this big shot did not agree. He took the monster manual, flipped to the page of the Sludge Monster, read it silently once, and then frowned.

Afterwards, he once again asked the surviving punitive expedition members about the battle process, asking everyone in detail. The more he asked, the more his brows furrowed. After thinking for a while, he asked about the battle process of the punitive expedition's last monster hunt. While listening to these members recall the battle, he checked the introduction content of the relevant monsters.

He discovered that there were indeed slight differences between the two.

It was not a very serious error, but it was not a small problem either. If in a more extreme environment, there might also be a risk of total annihilation.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He slammed the manual in his hand shut and looked for the compiler of the manual behind the cover. As it turned out, this manual was actually compiled forty years ago when the territory was first established. And the compiler was not a local, but a young scholar who was just passing through.

Just such a monster manual, compiled casually by a passing scholar forty years ago, their Merchant Guild actually held it like a treasure and used it as an important source of information for the punitive expedition to deal with monsters.

He blushed a little, but fortunately, under the light of the torches in the night, others could not see his embarrassment.

After mounting the Tianxuecao sent by Weier, Jier carried the glowing axe, letting the axe serve as his lighting, and rode his horse at high speed along the trade route to the west. Under the surprised gazes of the alert farmers sitting on the ridges of the fields on both sides, Jier quickly left the territory of Cui'erfute Zhen.

It couldn't be said that he had left the territory of Cui'erfute Zhen; the management scope of a town is actually very large. Like Kendall County, the surrounding one or two days' journey is generally the management scope of the town. Within this scope, every Cunzi belongs to the territory of the superior town and the Knight.

But Ke'er Shan Jun is slightly different. Here, after coming out of the narrow plain where the town is located, it is immediately a mountain range that is not convenient for cultivation or for settling and multiplying. Although it is not that kind of continuous big mountain, the peaks of various sizes ranging from several hundred meters to one thousand meters in height still shattered the already broken Ke'er Shan Jun into even more fragments.

On the other side of the mountain, if there were still suitable open valleys, Jier believed that there should still be Human villages, but because they were not on the Shanglu, if one wanted to go to those villages, one would probably have to walk a long way around these mountains of various sizes, detouring for half a day or a day, before being able to reach them by small paths.

If it weren't for Ke'er Shan Jun blocking the important east-west Shanglu of the Southern Province, Jier couldn't even imagine how poor this place would be.

Thinking about these local landforms and development matters in his mind, it didn't take long for Jier to arrive near the bridge. His horse was fast, and there was no one else to hold him back. If Jier were to run to the Province Capital of the Southern Province alone with one horse like this, he would probably be able to reach the place in a day or two.

But Jier was just thinking about it. Even though he would be welcomed if he joined the Kendall Army alone, how could that compare to the importance he would receive if he joined the main force with a team that had considerable strength?

Withdrawing his unnecessary distracting thoughts, Jier could already see a carriage parked alone on the road ahead, a carriage without a Pack Horse.

On that carriage was a Heavy Crossbow that even Jier looked at with envy; it was very conspicuous.

But unfortunately, this thing was just for looking. Although he wanted to take this thing away, it would be difficult for him to explain it to the people from the Sweet Fruit Merchant Guild who would come later. After all, how could monsters be interested in things that cannot be eaten?

They wouldn't even look at it, wouldn't even pay attention to it.

This made Jier feel a bit regretful.

However, soon, a Human figure leaning against the carriage near the bridge (there was also a Torch for lighting beside that figure) made Jier somewhat surprised.

Jier, who had good eyesight, identified from a distance of more than two hundred meters that the person was actually the middle-aged Warrior Captain of the punitive expedition! He was actually not dead yet!

And although that person was in a very poor state, his consciousness was clearly clear. Hearing the sound of horse hooves and seeing a mass of blue light coming from the direction of the town along the Shanglu in the distance, this middle-aged Warrior was stunned for a moment, and then shook the Torch in his hand vigorously.

But he was too weak. Although he had stopped the bleeding from his severed hand, his body had suffered significant injuries after all. Although there was a Divine Art blessed by the God of War of his Faith because of his oath, after such a short time, his spirit and physical strength were still rapidly declining.

The Torch shook twice, then fell to the ground because his arm was weak. He wanted to pick it up, but his whole body collapsed to the ground because his legs were weak.

"No, is it not possible anymore?"

He looked at the mass of blue light approaching rapidly in the distance, as well as the urgent sound of horse hooves, knowing that it should be someone sent by the town to investigate the situation. He tried hard to shout at the person coming: "Ca... careful! Monster! Sludge... Monster!"

But his throat was like it had been stuffed with a piece of charcoal, and the sound he roared out could probably only be identified by himself as to what he had said.

The person coming circled around the third empty carriage, seemed to have taken something from the carriage, and then quickly approached on horseback.

The middle-aged Warrior wanted to remind the person coming to be careful of the monsters lurking in the woods, but the person coming didn't care at all and soon approached.

As soon as Jier came over, he immediately covered his nose. He didn't expect that while there was nothing when observing from a distance using the Shadow Bird, only after arriving at the position where the battle with the monster took place did he discover that this Sludge Monster was really f***ing stinky!

Not only did the rotten mud splashed on the ground after being shot by the Heavy Crossbow Bolt emit the smell of aged rotten mud that had been fermented for a long time, but the broken Human corpses that were spat out in large mouthfuls after being attacked by the Shadow Bird also emitted bursts of mixed, abnormally foul odors because they had been half-digested.

You must know that Jier's five senses had been strengthened quite a bit after Knight Training. Although his nose was not as good as a hound's, it had also become very sensitive. It was fine when he was prepared, but after suddenly smelling this mixed, rotting stench, Jier immediately dismissed the idea of melee combat with the Sludge Monster.

"Sorry, buddy, if you don't want to be this stinky for the next half month, we'd better change our way of dealing with the monster, right?"

Jier turned the axe in his hand, and the originally bright blue light on the axe immediately retracted. Clearly, this battle-hardened weapon that had fought against many enemies really didn't want to fight against such a lowly and foul monster.

Casually hanging the axe upside down on the Muan behind him, Jier transferred the Jiansheng in his left hand to his right hand, then continued to grasp the two Huoyou Guan he was carrying in his left hand, slowed down, and jumped off the Tianxuecao.

Seeing the miserable state of the punitive expedition Captain, Jier raised his eyebrows and stepped forward to support the other party, letting this middle-aged Warrior lean against the wheel of the carriage that had no horse. The other party's mouth opened and closed, and a hoarse sound came from his mouth, as if he were nervously reminding him of something.

"Oh, oh, oh, I understand, don't be anxious; I came here precisely to deal with that Monster. I already learned the situation from the Tiaofa Dui members who fled back before I arrived, so rest easy."

Jier looked at the other person's pale face and lack of strength, so he tore another section of the person's upper garment, used the torn cloth strip to retie the position of the severed hand to ensure it would no longer bleed, and then Jier picked up the Torch from the ground, took a new Torch, and used the former to light the latter.

"So, where is that Monster?"

Jier asked; he actually knew where the Monster was, as even now, he still had the real-time surveillance feed of the Shadow Bird in his mind.

Having lost his fighting spirit, the Divine Art bestowed upon this middle-aged Warrior by the God of War was also rapidly dissipating; he struggled to raise his right hand, pointed toward the pitch-black Shulin ahead, and his mouth opened and closed, his voice hoarse, but Jier could discern from the movement of his lips that it was a warning to be careful.

Nodding, Jier pointed to his warhorse and the Blue Axe hanging from the warhorse: "Don't worry about me; the two of them will temporarily protect you. I estimate it won't be long before follow-up personnel from the town arrive. Of course, don't worry about me either."

Seeing this middle-aged Warrior point at Jier's warhorse and gesture eating, along with the number three, Jier nodded: "I know. Your Tiaofa Dui had three carriages, and you tied the horses near the third carriage before dealing with the Monster. But I didn't see those three horses on the road when I came."

He shrugged: "Clearly the Monster ate them. Having eaten, that Monster might have recovered its stamina and combat power; I will be careful."

The middle-aged Warrior nodded with relief, once again hoarsely warning this bold young man to be careful, and then watched as this person, as if returning to his own home, carried two Huoyou Guan in one hand and held a Torch in the other, walking into the pitch-black Shulin with light footsteps.

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