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As the female mage finished speaking, Victor nodded, and before anyone could object, he spoke first:

"My name is Victor."

"Layla".

The female mage spoke crisply.

The blond man, with a touch of swagger, swept his bangs aside, revealing a charming smile:

Call me Roland.

"..."

Upon hearing the name, Victor looked at the other person suspiciously, thinking to himself, "Who are you, Roland?"

But the feeling of unease was fleeting, and he immediately began to narrate:

"I came here from Beifenggang, choosing a relatively safe route, but the road was full of knots, iron clamps, potholes, and traps stained with feces."

"Eight attacks, each involving at least six goblins, and two encounters with large dire wolves..."

Viktor's words were brief and to the point; he recounted his day's experiences in less than a minute, and incidentally offered a guess whose outcome was already known:

"I suspect we are not facing a single nest, but a large goblin tribe."

After saying this, he nodded slightly.

Faced with the surprised or nervous gazes of the crowd, he remained silent.

The female mage Lyra quickly pieced together her thoughts from the deluge of information, and her gaze towards Victor now held the respect one would show to an adventurer of the same level:

"I come from Fenggu Town..."

Leila's tone was as cold as her face, her slightly magnetic voice carrying her words quickly, and she got straight to the point:

"When we passed a lair, we thought it only contained ordinary goblins, but once we went inside, we discovered..."

At this point, Leila lowered her head slightly, her eyes revealing deep disgust.

Her teammates also frowned.

"There were a lot of... mutated goblins in there, so we didn't manage to wipe them out and had to make a hasty retreat."

As she spoke, Leila closed her eyes slightly, as if trying to escape something, and only opened them again after she finished speaking.

Viktor looked at her expression and knew that she must be hiding some information.

He knew about the mutated goblin; it was a large goblin that could grow up to 2 meters tall, with more developed muscles and stronger skin defense.

Perhaps Lyra simply disliked the smell of their feces.

As Victor thought this, he saw Roland smile and begin to narrate:

"I am coming from......"

Roland's voice was gentle, and his pace was moderate; he quickly got to the point:

"I also found a den, but I didn't go in. After observing for a while, I noticed that goblins often came out to patrol on dire wolves."

"Hmm...that's all."

He didn't explain why, but Victor, looking at the badly damaged protective gear on him and his teammates, already understood everything.

You were chased and bitten by goblin knights the whole way, weren't you?

He thought to himself, but smiled and asked, "So, about the speculations regarding the tribe..."

I agree with your idea.

Before Victor could finish speaking, Lyra waved her hand to interrupt:

"Those guys weren't trained overnight. This forest has been completely infiltrated by goblins."

The words fell.

Aside from the sizzling sound of the grilled meat, the only other sound in the room was the heavy breathing of the people.

Victor didn't know what they were thinking, but looking at their gloomy expressions, he vaguely guessed that they must be worried about whether the commission could be completed.

Viktor could not be sure about this.

These two small teams alone have already discovered two nests. What if there's a third or fourth one?

But it's impossible to say that you feel fear towards these goblins.

"Your barbecue looks like it's about to burn."

Victor offered a timely reminder.

Everyone then came to their senses and indeed smelled the faint burnt smell in the air.

Fortunately, it wasn't too late; there was still hope for rescue.

Everyone busied themselves, except for Lyra, who seemed distracted and moved slowly.

"Finally found it!"

At that moment, a loud shout came from outside the formation.

Viktor looked up and saw several people walking in from outside.

They were all acquaintances.

"Victor, you left too fast."

"Where's Ryan? And the other guy?"

As soon as Viktor was seen, several townspeople from Beifenggang gathered around and started talking all at once.

Viktor smiled and chatted for a few minutes, telling them they could stay in the cabin before sending them away.

"I didn't expect anyone to follow us."

Viktor nodded inwardly, thinking to himself that his guidance had indeed had some effect.

As for the other residents of Northwind Hill who didn't come along, and the three adventure teams...

It's getting dark in the woods now; it's almost evening.

If the remaining people haven't reached Camp Two within half an hour, then I can only wish them good luck.

"Mr. Victor, what are your plans for tomorrow?"

As Victor was pondering this, he suddenly heard Lyra ask him a question.

He looked up and saw that the other person's cheeks were slightly puffed up as they chewed the roasted meat, which looked strangely cute.

"I was originally planning to delve deeper, but now I'd like to hear your opinions."

"I see."

Leila swallowed her food, her oily lips opening and closing slightly:

"Judging from the short bow on your back, your archery skills must be quite good, right?"

Victor maintained his smile, noticing the subtle stares around him, guessing that they probably wanted to invite him to join them.

But he wasn't a wandering knight, and his intelligence was a bit below 13.

"I'm just skilled with a shortbow, not a wandering knight."

Victor glanced at the man in the group who was using a bow:

"If you want me to help you conquer the nest, I'm afraid it won't be very effective."

These are all the truths; Victor didn't want to deceive them.

Moreover, he prefers leveling up alone to traveling with others.

"You're not afraid to go, are you?"

Beside Lyra, Lilith suddenly asked loudly, then made a face at Victor.

In her opinion, Viktor, who had made those guesses when discussing intelligence with his sister, was definitely not an ordinary person.

Therefore, when the older sister intentionally invites the other party, the other party should show the enthusiasm and courage of an adventurer for exploration.

This idea may be a bit naive.

But the serious-looking adventurers around them clearly shared similar thoughts.

"..."

Viktor smiled without saying a word in the face of the inexplicably hostile gazes from the crowd.

He had already figured out how to explain it.

That means we need to investigate the attack on the lair. At least we need to find out how many lairs there are and where the goblin's core stronghold is.

After all, there are seven full days to go, and losing combat power in some unimportant places could be fatal.

"I think you still..."

"Layla, my friend, why didn't you tell me you were partying with people?"

Before Viktor could finish speaking, a rough voice came from behind.

Accompanying this were three footsteps of different paces.

Immediately afterwards, three footsteps stopped behind Viktor.

"Could you move aside, kid?"

A man with one arm lowered his head and whispered in Victor's ear.