I’m Really Not Targeting the Mages Chapter 29: Killing Night

The entrance to the cave is extremely narrow.

A slightly fat adult would have a hard time getting through.

But the inside of the cave is very spacious, at least about a hundred square meters.

The climate is different from that of the swamp as a whole.

The cave is very warm and there are no bugs.

Spread some dry reeds to sleep on the floor.

For life in the wild, it is very lucky to find such shelter.

You know, for the past two weeks, Roger has slept in damp tree holes, shady bushes or ants-infested tree trunks.

At that time, he always missed his little bed in Tongma Town.

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"Swish..."

The quicksand lamp swayed slightly, making a dense rubbing sound.

Dots of white light slowly lit up, illuminating every corner of the cave.

Roger crouched down, ready to get himself something to eat.

He didn't make a fire.

This is not because of the ventilation problem, but because the heat emitted by the campfire is easily sensed by sensitive monsters.

Roger has always tried to avoid the trouble that can be avoided.

This meal consisted mainly of bacon sticks, fresh water and a plant called "sand potatoes".

The bacon sticks were brought by Roger when he set off from Tongma Town, and there are only a few left.

Both sweet potatoes and fresh water are traded from Longya Village.

Roger also likes to eat sweet potatoes.

This thing looks more like a taro, and looks like a tuber of some kind of plant.

The taste is crisp and sweet, and the feeling of fullness is very strong.

The most important thing is that it can be eaten raw without too much processing. It is suitable for travelers like Roger who live in the wild all the year round.

Two sweet potatoes were eaten, and the energy that had been used up earlier began to wander.

He stretched, lying on the reed pad, thinking about the current situation.

Now that he has decided to intervene in this war, Roger needs to be fully prepared.

From a normal perspective.

The menacing grey dwarves are much stronger than the villagers of Longya Village.

The people Roger saw in the village were all farmers, and few of them could fight.

These people run into a gray dwarf with a short crossbow, and they're afraid they'll shatter at the touch of a button.

What's more, there are the refugees in Humphran who are watching.

This will look like a one-sided war

But it's certainly not that simple.

"Everyone in the village is a farmer? So, where did the fields and farms come from?"

Roger smiled softly.

On this issue, he actually noticed it long ago.

It's just that he was a traveler at the time, so he didn't care about that at all.

Now that I think about it, it is incredible that Longya Village can stand on Yellowstone Island.

First.

There is simply not much suitable land on Yellowstone Island to grow.

But when trading with Roger, the villagers were generous enough to come up with good things like sweet potatoes.

This means that in this world of extreme food shortages, Longya Village is not short of food.

Second.

Longya Village is severely lacking in combatants.

A half-baked hunter like Eric is actually a master.

Aside from the mysterious Cindy, it's Rachel and her dragon beast who have some fighting power.

So, how did they stand up to this day under the scrutiny of monsters and the covetousness of the refugees in the swamp?

Third.

Rachel once said that the swamp grey dwarves came for the Dragonfang Village.

So, is there anything in the village that the Grey Dwarves are so inspiring to do?

Roger thought for a while and found nothing unusual.

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"Sweet potato? This thing is indeed possible."

Roger didn't think any further.

Because in the absence of intelligence support, the deeper the analysis may be, the more wrong it is.

He just needs to make sure that "Longya Village is not as simple as it looks".

Cindy must have something in her hand that would deter the refugees in the swamp.

Otherwise Humphran would not need to join any Grey Dwarves at all.

As long as Longya Village doesn't lose so fast, then Roger has a lot of chances to hunt.

He stood up and loosened his muscles.

By the twilight of the quicksand lamp, Roger started tonight's work——

He is carefully dismantling the piercing arrow.

These arrows are embedded, and behind each arrow is a thin, short iron needle.

This means that the shaft of the right material will fit.

Roger is going to replace the arrows with white feather arrows.

Although he can also use crossbow bolts, his efficiency is too low and he tends to pull his hips.

And the crossbow is far less flexible than Zi Yinglai's.

Then, in the quiet cave, the sound of ding dong ding dong began to sound.

Not long after, Roger completed this part of the work.

Of the 67 penetrating arrows seized from the gray dwarf, he only kept 7 as spares, and he dismantled the rest.

Immediately afterwards, he inserted these arrows into the shafts of the white feather arrows one by one.

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"You made a new arrow, please name the new arrow!"

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"The white feather arrow plus the penetrating arrow, it's better to call it..."

Roger thought for a moment before finishing the naming:

"It's called "White Feather Penetrating Arrow"! "

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"Successfully made white feather piercing arrows~IndoMTL.com~made 3 white feather piercing arrows in total"

"Your life skills: bow maintenance and crafting (39) improved"

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In this way, Roger made 60 white feather piercing arrows in one go.

I'm lucky tonight.

Of the 60, none of them failed, and the points of related life skills increased by 5 points.

When the last arrow completed the balance test, a little light was already shining above the cave.

It's almost dawn.

Roger yawned and put down his tool.

After checking the mechanism at the entrance of the cave three times, he lay down and went to sleep in peace.

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At dusk.

Roger wakes up slowly.

With an empty stomach, he randomly grabbed two sweet potatoes and gnawed them.

Instantly refreshed.

He was not in a hurry to go out, but waited patiently for a while.

Wait until it gets completely dark.

He left his cave fully armed.

During the day, Roger heard the noise of the march of the grey dwarves.

He reckons that there must be a lot more grey dwarves on Yellowstone now than yesterday.

And after a day, the bodies of the gray dwarves he killed should also be found.

Once the enemy is on guard, it will be impossible to kill people as easily as they did yesterday.

Relying on Tiyun to force kills can also be dangerous.

Fortunately, he has a brand new gift for the grey dwarves.

Tonight is destined to be a real night of killing.

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