Lord of Spells from Faerûn

Old John shook his head after hearing this, sighed and said: "Those druids will not let us enter their camp, let alone."

He pointed to the spider corpse on the ground and said: "Goblin spiders are not a species from the Twilight Forest. They originally lived in Karatur in the far east.

The existing spiders in Faerûn are all kept as pets.

But now, they appear in the wild, and with their reproduction speed, they are enough to invade the Twilight Forest ecosystem.

I am afraid that the previous goblins were also driven out by these spiders. "

After hearing this, Imrik said to Old John: "These spiders seem to be very afraid of fire. We will replenish the bonfire tonight, still rest here, and move forward at full speed tomorrow.

Since only one spider has been found here, there is no need for us to go to war for the time being, so we can build up our strength and prepare for possible battles later. "

Carrot agreed after hearing this, so Old John called the guards of the caravan and ordered them to add more firewood. He also arranged for the number of patrols to be increased to 4 people per shift at night, taking turns to rest, and the wanderers to lead the team to pay attention to the situation.

Imric returned to his tent, lay on the bed wearing his robe, and fell asleep after making sure that everything he needed was at hand.

Fortunately, no spiders came all night long. Perhaps the flames of the bonfire played a role. After a night of rest, everyone in the caravan had enough energy to set off early in the morning.

"Those goblin spiders are nocturnal animals. It originally took us three days to cross the forest. Now with the whole team speeding up during the day, it only takes about two days.

Imric, prepare your spell slots today, be vigilant tonight, and be fully prepared. "

Old John said to Imrik seriously before setting off.

Imrik looked at Old John holding his spell book there, carefully memorizing the spells he was going to prepare today. He had no choice but to pretend to take out his spell book, and read all the way, pretending to be... What a memory spell looks like.

This is also the reason why in Faerun, most people think that mages like to read.

The more advanced mages have more spell slots, so they need to spend more time memorizing spells every day. Sometimes they even have to memorize the spells again if they accidentally forget them.

Therefore, in the eyes of passers-by, those mages are just weird people who walk around with spell books and read them all day long.

While Imrik was pretending to study, a battle was taking place in the distant forest.

"Whoosh!" A sharp bow and arrow shot from the tree, accurately passing through the eye of a goblin spider.

After shooting an arrow, a female wood elf wearing grass and vine woven clothes jumped down from the tree, and there was a male wood elf on the ground covered with scars.

They were surrounded by the corpses of seven or eight goblin spiders.

The female wood elf squatted down and said anxiously: "Brother, can you still stand up? It's time for us to leave."

The male wood elf tried to stand up, but he was so weak that he could not support himself. There was a huge bite wound on his leg and the blood was flowing.

He raised his head and said softly: "I, ahem, I'm fine. You go first. There should be no such damn monsters here. Go back to the camp and ask for help. Don't worry about me."

The male wood elf was so weak that he kept coughing even if he just gathered his energy to speak.

The female wood elf burst into tears and shook her head vigorously.

"If you want to go together, I'll carry you. I won't leave you here, brother."

She supported the male wood elf with all her strength and carried him on her back.

The continuous fighting had exhausted her, but she forced herself to move forward slowly.

The intense concentration of fighting gave her brain a splitting headache. She walked for an unknown amount of time, and everything in front of her eyes began to become blurry.

Finally, she couldn't hold on anymore, a stone caught her foot, and she fell to the ground with a plop.

The male wood elf on her back had already lost consciousness and passed out. She took a breath of cold air, turned her brother over on her back, and climbed up.

She put her trembling hand under her brother's nose, and a faint breath flowed through her fingertips.

She breathed a sigh of relief and lay down on the muddy ground exhausted, squinting her eyes slightly and looking at the sky, muttering to herself;

"Just rest for a few seconds...I'll have the strength to stand up again..."

The sounds became weaker and weaker, and finally, the female wood elf also fell into darkness.

After an unknown amount of time, the female wood elf was suddenly awakened by a sound. She suddenly opened her eyes alertly and struggled to get up.

The excellent eyesight brought by her elven blood allowed her to see a black shadow in the distance.

It's a goblin spider! She counted with pale lips.

Nine goblins!

She reached out to take out arrows from the quiver behind her out of habit, but she found nothing. The bow and arrows had been used up in the previous battle.

She hesitated for a moment, with a firm look in her eyes, she threw all her bow and arrow quivers on the ground, turned around, picked up the male wood elf on her back, and ran in the opposite direction.

However, she was exhausted and couldn't match the speed of the Goblin Spider, and the distance between the two became closer and closer. . .

In the morning, the caravan set out on the road in the foggy weather, and the road was muddy after it had just rained.

Imrik's whole body was covered by a wide robe, riding on Beanbao, his eyes hidden under the wide hood observing the surroundings vigilantly.

At this time, a voice suddenly came from the wanderer who was investigating in front: "Stop! There is movement on the right!"

Carrot pulled out his sword and ordered: "Get ready to fight!"

There was a soft rustling sound, and under the watchful gaze of everyone, a figure staggered out from the grass. It was a female wood elf, with a male wood elf on her back.

When the female wood elf saw the caravan in front of her, her eyes flashed with caution, but she looked back, gritted her teeth, and continued running forward while shouting:

"Help us, there are monsters behind us."

The rogue appeared mysteriously at the side of the wood elf with a dagger in his hand, and threatened, "Don't go any further!"

The wood elf stood there, looking back and forth helplessly. At this time, Old John came out and stopped him: "Wait a minute, Rick."

The rogue took a few steps back after hearing this, but still looked at the two wood elves warily.

Old John said to the wood elf: "Are you from the Druid camp?"

The wood elf nodded anxiously after hearing this: "Help us, I am Ella Greenson from the Druid camp, and this is my brother, Ashur Greenson. There are monsters chasing us behind, my brother... . He is already unconscious, please help us."

After hearing this, Imrik immediately gave himself a chance to defeat the enemy. With his keen insight, he heard the sound coming from far away.

He nodded to Old John and said, "There are signs of a large number of creatures moving in the distance. She didn't lie."

Ella glanced at Imrik gratefully. After hearing this, Old John waved his hand and asked them to walk to the caravan. Carrot and others continued to prepare their troops and wait.

Wanderer Rick ran up the tree and shouted, "Goblin Spiders! Nine of them!"