Chapter 113: Green Dragon and Giant

Just when Wayne thought the villagers of Downwalen village would obediently listen, the middle-aged strong man who had just been grabbed by him with one hand suddenly stood up and shouted:

"Bastard, who do you think you are? You hit people as soon as you come in. Why should we listen to you?"

"Today, even if you kill me, I won't do as you say."

Saying this, he also made a look of generosity and martyrdom, which seemed somewhat ridiculous.

Hearing this and seeing the strong man's look of dissatisfaction, Wayne was somewhat shocked. Could it be that the unruly peasants of Velen were so spirited now? Didn't they see that the three of them were fully armed and looked like they could fight? They actually dared to resist? This look of not fearing power actually made him admire them a little.

He turned to look at village head Jeff, wanting to see if he was also going to resist. If that were the case, Wayne would really be too lazy to care about the life and death of these unruly peasants.

Seeing Wayne look over, the old village head's expression was somewhat embarrassed, and he immediately asked a few people beside him to drag the middle-aged strong man to another place, saying with some sigh: "Lord, don't mind him. This man's parents participated in the banquet on Bald Mountain when he was young, and after they came back, they abandoned him and left by themselves."

"Because he had no parents to take care of him, he later fell and broke his brain. Although he looks normal now, he always does some very strange things."

The banquet on Bald Mountain—no wonder. That was the Crones' man-eating banquet; the mortals who participated did not survive.

Seeing that village head Jeff was still relatively reasonable, Wayne continued to pretend to frown and said loudly:

"We are only helping you out of chivalry. If you are unwilling to cooperate, I won't force you and will take people away now."

Jeff hurriedly waved his hand and saluted, calling some young men in the village to follow George's footsteps and go back to the village to move things. He also desperately tried to keep them, saying:

"No, no, thank you very much for your help, Lord. We will act according to your instructions."

These refugees had old and young. Because of the hasty evacuation, the supplies they carried were extremely scarce, and they didn't even have a few decent weapons. They didn't know when this matter would end, so how could they refuse the help of a group of warriors who looked very capable?

About two hours passed, the sun had risen to mid-air, and the morning chill had dissipated a lot because of the appearance of the sun.

George brought back many supplies from the village with those young villagers, finally relieving the urgent needs of these refugees.

However, according to him, many houses in the village had been burned down. Even if this disaster passed, some villagers who lost their houses would live a difficult life because of this.

However, this kind of thing happened every year, and it happened in every kingdom and every place. Because of war, natural disasters, man-made disasters, or monster attacks, there would always be civilians displaced and dying miserably.

They were just Witchers, not kings or lords, and they couldn't manage so many things, nor did they want to.

And while waiting for Borch, Wayne and George began to organize the Elven manuscripts that had been found.

Soon they discovered that the years of these manuscripts were different from what they had imagined. If this ruin had a history of thousands of years, then the content recorded on these manuscripts mostly happened within a few hundred years.

Although it was just a rough look, the content recorded on the manuscripts was quite messy. There were forging diagrams, potion recipes, and some historical secrets, as well as magic knowledge. It didn't look like Elven heritage, but rather like the private collection of a human mage.

Just like the Griffin School set diagram George found, this thing was very likely left behind when the Griffin School headquarters, Kael Seren fortress, was attacked, but it was unknown how it appeared here.

Moreover, according to the damp environment of the swamp, without magic protection, these books relying on special paper could not persist for thousands of years without decaying.

After a discussion, the two guessed that this Elven ruin should be a secret stronghold or a secret laboratory of a mage.

And these manuscripts were the mage's private collection. Perhaps decades ago, that mage died because of an accident, and with his death, losing the protection of magic, this ruin became like it was now, allowing mortals to enter and exit at will.

As the spoils of this operation, Wayne decided to keep the original manuscripts himself, while George could copy or transcribe a few copies to share this harvest together.

Of course, as a master who was not short of money, Wayne was not a stingy person. He took out one hundred Orens and gave them to village head Jeff of Downwalen village, asking him to arrange some compensation and distribute it to the villagers.

And the reason why he didn't give more coins, besides the fact that wealth should not be exposed, which easily caused greed in others, was most importantly, these manuscripts were not the property of the villagers of Downwalen village at all. They even wanted to use these books as firewood. One hundred Orens were enough for their village to burn firewood for a year.

If they met some ruthless masters, perhaps not only would they not give money, but they would also kill all these villagers to silence them.

Including village head Jeff and other villagers, none of them were knowledgeable people. Seeing someone use one hundred Orens to exchange for these waste papers that could only be used as firewood for them, they were all very willing, and even grateful.

They took the initiative to give many straw ropes used for binding, helping Wayne pack all these manuscripts. After waiting for another hour or so, when the villagers of Downwalen village began to light fires and cook in the ruins, Wayne heard a familiar dragon roar from outside the ruins.

This was the call of the golden dragon Borch.

Other villagers were scared to tremble by this dragon roar, while Wayne gave George a wink and walked out of the underground ruins with him.

Just walking out of the underground ruins, before seeing the figure of the golden dragon, Borch had already transmitted the sound to the ears of the two with telepathy.

"I found that green dragon. It's in a valley a few dozen miles away, but its situation is a bit wrong."

"I'll take you to see it."

After saying this, Borch's golden figure poked out from behind a large rock on the side.

Wayne didn't hesitate, immediately climbed onto the back of the golden dragon with George, and flew toward the sky amidst the violent flapping of wings.

And in the process of flying, Borch also began to tell the information he had probed in more detail.

It turned out that after Borch left the underground ruins, he immediately transformed into a golden dragon, looking for the traces of the green dragon in the swamp in the air.

However, at the beginning, he didn't find anything, but hard work pays off. After he insisted on searching for a few hours, he heard the sound of fighting in a valley.

When he flew over, he happened to see a green dragon besieged by many monsters in the valley, and the ones besieging it were a group of harpies nesting in the valley.

However, what was strange was that, logically speaking, a powerful dragon race was not afraid of these small monsters with smaller bodies and claws that couldn't even break through the dragon skin defense. But when this green dragon was besieged, it performed quite abnormally.

As if it were blind, many attacks fell into empty space, and when facing the siege, it didn't choose to escape, just stupidly defending passively, which seemed very strange.

However, even so, Borch didn't act rashly, but immediately flew back to the ruins to find Wayne and George to discuss this matter together.

For such a result, whether it was the experienced George or the fledgling Wayne, they couldn't determine what had happened and could only decide to fly to the scene first and make a judgment after seeing the actual situation.

Borch's flying speed was very fast. After determining the target direction, the two and one dragon spent about twenty minutes or so before arriving at the valley he mentioned.

However, at this time, the situation in the valley was very different from what Borch had said.

This was a green dragon with a body length of about ten meters. Although it was smaller than Borch's golden dragon, it was much stronger than his wife Myrgtabrakke. Looking at its physical characteristics, it should be a male green dragon.

Those harpies besieging the green dragon had already died and been injured in large numbers. Only seven or eight stronger harpies were circling around the green dragon, occasionally carrying out some aerial interference.

And the green dragon's enemy at this time had changed into a gray giant with a height of six meters, an ugly appearance, and wearing unknown bone armor.

This giant held a huge wooden stick polished from a log, waving it constantly to block the green dragon's aerial attack on him. And whenever the green dragon was far away from him, the giant would pick up stones on the ground and smash them toward the green dragon's body like a catapult.

They had obviously been fighting for quite a while. Both the green dragon and the giant had obvious wounds on their bodies, and bright red blood flowed from their bodies, already covered in wounds.

Seeing this scene, George touched his mustache, his face revealing a clear look of confusion, and said incomprehensibly: "What is going on? Why are the green dragon and the giant fighting again?"

"Do they have any grudges? I'm completely confused?"

Wayne was also unable to figure out the situation. Both green dragons and giants could be considered quite powerful monsters, and both were intelligent creatures with territorial awareness.

Logically speaking, without special reasons, the two would not fight.

And just as the three approached the valley, the gray giant seized a flaw. When the green dragon flew past him, his thick palm grabbed the green dragon's tail. While the green dragon hadn't broken free, he picked up a sharp stone from the ground and stabbed it fiercely into the green dragon's stomach.

Borch saw this and immediately said in an anxious tone: "This green dragon is going to lose. Before the truth of the matter is investigated, we had better save it first."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 114 =====