The Dean Has Arrived Chapter 509: 　Magic Wind on the Grassland (Happy New Year)

Several goblins form a circle and sit next to a broken iron pot that I don’t know where they picked it from.

The magic flame released by the goblin spellcaster is burning under the pot. It seems to have been burning for a long time. There is also a human hand in the pot outside, and the dirty soup has long been there. It started to bubble up.

The goblins were drooling over the stew in the pot, and they were a little fidgety.

There are no humans on the new green grassland. The only sub-human race is a centaur. One can imagine what is being cooked in that big pot.

Not far from this small group of goblins, a few centaurs suppressed the anger in their hearts and quietly walked around.

They have a more important task than teaching goblins.

Moreover, unlike the usual loose and cowardly goblin groups, these goblins are now under the leadership of the Goblin King. Not only are they not afraid of death, but they will also shout out to their surrounding companions after being attacked. Once the goblin communities in the surrounding area are alarmed, then they themselves will also be in danger, and they may eventually become part of the pot.

The strange thing is that as a centaur, they are much taller than the grass, and they are very eye-catching at first glance, but none of the goblins have spotted them.

'Illusory Coating', this is something Xiwei found after looking through the achievement store for a long time. The effect is similar to the invisibility cloak in Harry ○, except that the form of expression is paint, and there is a time limit.

Although you must be careful to make sounds when you act, and you can't move too fast, but because it comes with the inherent attribute of ‘breath blocking lv2’, it can well cover the breath. Even the smell on the centaur can be blocked.

Although for some creatures with special detection methods, or monsters with extremely dangerous intuition, this thing does not have much effect, but a goblin as an opponent is enough.

Of course, the biggest advantage is that this thing is cheaper than real invisibility cloaks or other similar items...

As a death squad. The only task of this group of centaurs is to go deep into the goblin community and find the location of the Goblin King. In the best case, they can bring the information back by themselves, and if they are found, even if they die, they must inform Xiwei of the location through the beetle.

Moving his gaze from the goblin community to a distance, in the depths of the Goblin Sea, the eyes of several centaurs revealed a ray of determination.

——Temporary gathering place of Ironhoof tribe——

"Sorry, I will trouble you at this time." Bruno Ironshoe led Sivi to a tent.

Interestingly, the centaur of this era uses reinforced linen tents. In modern times, it has become a simple hayloft, which makes Xiwei can not help but maliciously guess that these tents are actually sent by humans. After they are all rotten, these craftsmanship techniques are rotten to a messy centaur. We can only return to nature and environmental protection...

"You mean. That little guy..."

"It's Nieman. Nieman. The flames of war." Bruno interrupted Sivi and corrected him with a serious face.

"Well, Nieman. War." Xiwei casually said: "What is the matter with him looking for me?"

Furthermore, this little thing can make the chief of this tribe make a special trip, what is the identity of that guy...

"I don't know, he didn't tell me the details."

When he reached the entrance of the stable, Bruno stopped, pouting his hooves lightly, and let out a sloppy nose like a horse.

This action is similar to knocking on the door, but also to remind the people inside that they have arrived: "Then I will send you here."

"Aren't you going in?"

Xivy blinked and looked at the centaur standing at the mouth of the tent. Asked with some doubts.

"No, Nieman doesn't seem to want people to listen." Bruno shook his head and opened the curtain: "Please go in."

Looking at the tent that looked a little darker than the outside, Xiwei couldn't help but involuntarily popped up in his head, "800 swordsmen and axemen ambush all around, smashing cups" or something...

Throwing the thoughts aside, Sivi squeezed the card in his pocket and walked into the tent.

When his eyes adjusted to the darkness in the tent, Xiwei could see what was inside.

The centaur boy named Nieman Warsaw was lying on the ground like a horse with his lower body lying on the ground, but his human waist was straight, and he was staring at Xiwei with a serious face.

"Sure enough..."

Suddenly, he stared at Xiwei with bright eyes, and said in a very excited tone: "It's been a long time, Mr. Adric! I thought it was you when I heard their description before!"

What...

Xiwei was blinded by the unexpected words from the other party.

"That... are you?" In the end, he could only say tactfully that he didn't seem to know the other person.

"Sorry, I was so excited to see you."

Nieman tried to restrain his euphoria.

As a magician who is extremely sensitive to mental fluctuations, Xiwei can clearly feel that the other party's uncontrollable happiness is entirely from the heart, without any false elements.

"My name is Niman. Warfire." The centaur said excitedly: "Of course, you may not have heard of this name. But it doesn't matter, because I also know that my name is not well-known, even in the centaur race. Here too, and Ironhoof Tribe is better. You may not know, but I am from the Alassivia Mountains~IndoMTL.com~ You see, my mane is a bright red, this is a mountain centaur The characteristics of the centaur are different from the centaur here. Not only that, our mountain centaur also has a mane on the hoof, and..."

At first, Xiwei still patiently listened to the other party's endless talk about the physical characteristics of the mountain centaur and the maintenance of the mane, but after discovering that the other party was talking for half an hour, he still didn't want to stop. With the downward trend, he gradually lost his patience.

So he simply interrupted the other party without knowing when to turn to the topic of grinding hoofs with stones: "Can you just say the point?"

"Ah, sorry, I will forget the subject as soon as I talk about it." The serious-looking teenager scratched his head in embarrassment, and then said with a serious face: "My father, you should know him. His name is Ares. .War is the hero of the centaur race."

No, I still don't know... Sivi murmured silently in his heart.

After a pause, the centaur boy continued to say: "Yes, that's the centaur who participated in the final war with you, the Battle of Taliesid!"

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